<?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-24258868</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:25:04.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scribble-d.blogspot.com</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>138</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-7831025853826235682</id><published>2007-01-31T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T22:54:29.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;Aww.. I've been missing a lot of you guys lately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss dancing with Cordelia, Fei and the others. I miss going into the dance studio for rehearsals and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Miss holding up banners with Elizabeth, Ally and the others. I miss going to mediacorp and organising seats and tickets and everything. And of course, screaming our lungs out.&lt;br /&gt;Miss lots and lots of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARSH!! I should've went to Hougang Mall a few weeks back when Lizzie asked us to. Stupid camp. *cries* Unni and I started reminiscing a few days back when we went back to MDC. The feeling was kinda different. *CRIESSSSSS* If only I went for the Hougang thingy, I could've even met up with uncle Peter, aunty Diana, uncle Jimmy, aunty Cindy, Renfred, Alcinda, Ally and a few other people to reminisce, feel how we used to feel then. *Laughs* I sound like we've never met for ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Renfred's acting skills aren't all that bad. When they told us he was gonna act as "Superman" back then in around May last year, we literally thought it was gonna be Superman. Yes, the superman with "S" written on the underwear. Blah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the dance practices I've had with Cordelia and gang are super unforgettable. Although Hamzah wasn't a very understanding guy, we girls were very close and practicing with them was always fun. ^^ Those three months are really those times we'd reminisce about, even after a few years. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Rain's concert. We promised to go together. But daddy thought it wasn't safe at first, and when he allowed us to go, THE TICKETS WERE SOLD OUT! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I shall stop reminiscing and go get something done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[DEEN]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-7831025853826235682?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/7831025853826235682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=7831025853826235682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/7831025853826235682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/7831025853826235682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2007/01/aww.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-6202404165070197973</id><published>2007-01-26T03:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T03:22:32.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SARANGHAEYO!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jaejoong oppa, saengil chukhahaeyo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jaejoong hwaiting, TVXQ hwaiting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I happy when he's turning 22? (supposedly 21. Aish, long story, I'm lazy to explain.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[DEEN]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-6202404165070197973?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6202404165070197973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=6202404165070197973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/6202404165070197973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/6202404165070197973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2007/01/saranghaeyo-jaejoong-oppa-saengil.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-8917153569267409647</id><published>2007-01-20T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:42:43.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey, have some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. Or at least, &lt;u&gt;make&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;sense&lt;/u&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding my previous post on the survey, i'm actually quite surprised that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; (only some [most probably brainless ones...]) people actually didn't get what i was trying to say. I wasn't being at all thick-skinned or anything. I was just trying to describe some students (or rather bimbos) at school. And some people, those with absolutely nothing to do (i guess the only thing they do is not making sense?) actually thought that i was trying to say it the other way. (Like having a lot of guys fancy me? HELL NO.) Get your brains right before even reading my already so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;simple&lt;/span&gt; English. Don't embarass yourself... Count yourself lucky that i actually deleted your tags and kept your I.P code a secret. You wouldn't want me to let the world know what a joker you are, right? I don't know who the heck or what the heck are you. So if you still have knowledge in you, get lost. But if you don't, spam(/do whatever low-class thing you have in mind) for all i care. Cos, well, it ain't my business... It's your life, if you wanna waste your time and effort on something useless like this, then by all means go ahead. It won't get you anywhere. Cos it's really weird that you barge into my life all of a sudden spouting things that i don't understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Wanted to let this pass but... these people are just too slow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[DEEN]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-8917153569267409647?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/8917153569267409647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=8917153569267409647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/8917153569267409647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/8917153569267409647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2007/01/hey-have-some-class.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-4661767555219202142</id><published>2007-01-17T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T22:23:48.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Came across this survey at while blog-hopping. LOL. Decided to do it cos I'm BORED, BORED, BORED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q : What is your status?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : Single.. I'm not married..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q : What are you doing 15 minutes ago?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt; : Surfing the net; MSN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q : What are your fave sports?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : Swimming; does dancing count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q : Do you cry most of the time when you have problems?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : Not really. But some times... yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q : Did you have a fight with someone today?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : Erm... I don't think so. I don't fight easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q : What are your fave subjects?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : LOL. English!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q : Who cheers you up the most in your life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : None other than my First Love, MUSIC. And of course, my family members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q : Do you like to chat?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;A :&lt;/strong&gt; Uh... like duh? Cos I'm not mute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q : &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last chat with?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;A: Shakil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q : Do you like to laugh?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : YES! I laugh at the smallest jokes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q : Last testi from? What's the testi about?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : Some friend from my previous school. Saying Hi [My &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FULL NAME&lt;/span&gt;] ^.^''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q : Last message from? What's about?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : Shakil? Said that he had to log off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q : Last food?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : Dinner. Some noodles, forgot the name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q : Do you have an exam?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : Yes! Math test next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q : Do you think people who like to study a lot are nerds?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : NO! People who thinks studying is a crime are brainless retards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q : What's your opinion about long distance relationships?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : It's all right..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q : About love at the first sight?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : Maybe the person only cares about the outlook instead of the personality? Which is bad. However, some don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q : Did you ever love someone but he/she didnt like you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : No? Sab suspects I'm lesbian. (BUT I'M SO UBERLY STRAIGHT.) Didn't have crushes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q : Have you ever dumped sumone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : Like how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q : Have you ever been in a relationship with someone u didn't love?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : NO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q : Have you ever hurt sumone who loved u so much?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : Sadly, yes... SORRY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q : Do you like your school?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : NO! Doesn't fit my personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q : Do you have sumthing you must do right now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : My math worksheet, had it placed right in front of me for the whole bloody survey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so, today went on quite well. Not as bad as I expected it to be considering that I went to school with this bad flu and sore throat (Though I didn't sound or look like I had one). And well, classes went on fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people just finds it a really honorable thing to have guys fancy you. It's getting pretty disturbing now that a majority of the people around me are doing things like that. They get seriously uptight when the guy comes near. I don't know why, and acts like they dislike it (but actually loving it?). And they go around showing off the number of past loves they have when it just shows that they're players? Weird. LOL, it's not really affecting me much though, just a little disturbing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[DEEN]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-4661767555219202142?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4661767555219202142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=4661767555219202142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/4661767555219202142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/4661767555219202142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2007/01/came-across-this-survey-at-while-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-4232410622541330409</id><published>2007-01-15T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T22:43:47.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Sec 1 Orientation Camp '07 is finally over!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was crazy, tiring, challenging, fun and educational. Well, it was crazy in a sense that everyone was pretty "high" especially me on Day 3. It was tiring cos everyone was so enthusiastic and crazy that all their energy was used up. And we've only got 3 - 5 hours to re-charge. Fun cos it was just fun itself. If I have to name one reason why it would be because we made friends along the way. And looking at the sec ones working hard as a team just makes me happy. Educational cos we learnt different things while doing different activities. For example, we learnt that we wouldn't have finished the hike without teamwork and encouragement. Okay, enough of me being a grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[DEEN] - tWiitsX sHHoo suucK nuRRhhs. ii'M tHanKfuLl ii dUnn tyypEx liiKex tHatsx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-4232410622541330409?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4232410622541330409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=4232410622541330409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/4232410622541330409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/4232410622541330409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2007/01/sec-1-orientation-camp-07-is-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-3402967527054025207</id><published>2007-01-09T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T00:04:12.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What a waste of my time but... oh well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think I shall save the day before that kid embarrasses herself even more. I've been using this blog URL for like so long, it's just that I made my blog show only &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;two&lt;/span&gt; blog posts. You should like see my archives in the past, it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; long, until I decided to take it off. Wanted to edit some parts of my blog (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;since one of my friends mentioned that it looked weird&lt;/span&gt;) but right now, I changed my mind. I made my own blogskin and I can say this with confidence "I don't copy other people's blogs." It might look similar somehow but that doesn't mean I copied. Like, so many other people make their own beautiful blogskins. Why would I go copy some unprofessional people that don't even get things clear before assuming? If someday I were to be asked to copy someone, I would copy some famous professional or something. Yes true, I get ideas from other people's blogs but I don't like view their sources and rip off whatever I see that I like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've liked Korean stuff since I was born. Cos of my family... Don't you know? And Korean's not the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; thing that I like please... I'm not some kind of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;act&lt;/span&gt; Korean or anything. At least I'm natural...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please, this blog is obviously made according to my favorite colours, and this blog URL was decided a long, long time ago. And we &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;obviously&lt;/span&gt; type and act differently. You can't even differentiate, I guess. And hey, I don't even know who you are but I assume you're someone who knows me. Since you like know my blog but I don't know yours. Probably some junior in my primary school? Since you sound like a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Here's a new joker after so many months... Why can't twits leave me and others alone?&lt;br /&gt;*Laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;EDIT/ I so freaking &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt; tag in that blog. And I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so obviously&lt;/span&gt; didn't copy. Actually I don't really care cos that kid is like too young to understand what I actually wrote on top cos he's speaking another kinda language (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the twit one&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;And of course, I will not care what happens in that tagboard since my personality is totally different. And I wasn't even talking about the owner of that blog cos I don't have anything against her. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe I have nothing against anyone? Just wanna make things clear to some people with low IQ.&lt;/span&gt;) And I shall stop trying to explain myself cos being kind to that person gives you nothing in return. So, that person is gonna be known as a joker if he was to be written in my history...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[DEEN]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-3402967527054025207?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3402967527054025207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=3402967527054025207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/3402967527054025207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/3402967527054025207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-waste-of-my-time-but.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-3150573475293716853</id><published>2007-01-04T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T18:34:35.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know it's a little late but it's better late than never. Anyway, school started over here yesterday and it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tired, tired, tired&lt;/span&gt; but at the same time &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;. Anyway, spent almost the whole day at school facing the Secondary One students. Some of them were really giving me a hard time. But overall, it was fun. Camp's coming up soon! And I'm kinda dreading it.. LOL... I'm becoming lazy! And homework is piling up like mountains!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[DEEN]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-3150573475293716853?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3150573475293716853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=3150573475293716853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/3150573475293716853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/3150573475293716853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year-okay-i-know-its-little.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-8555666191615488936</id><published>2006-12-30T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T21:27:23.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hey guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I apologise for being so extremely crazy in the following post. Please stop reading at once if you don't wanna start having a different impression of me. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cos I'll sound like a retard.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;AND also, for those who don't know what a Daesang is, you can stop reading cos you will have no clue what I'm talking about. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well, watched the SBS Gayo Daejun awards yesterday and guess what? My babies got their 4th Daesang! In other words, they're the second group in a decade to get 4 Daesangs out of the 6 award shows. And of course, the first teenage band to get 4/6 Daesangs (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They're not adults yet okay!&lt;/span&gt;). 4 DOWN, 2 MORE TO GO! I hope they'll win their 5th and 6th Daesangs. Sorry guys, I didn't manage to blog yesterday. LOL. But blogging today doesn't make a big difference. I'm not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; free! Anyway, it's going to be the next 2 awards shows. Hwa-EE-TING! Okay, it's just the way they say it. MY BABIES! HWAITING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[DEEN]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-8555666191615488936?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/8555666191615488936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=8555666191615488936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/8555666191615488936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/8555666191615488936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/12/hey-guys-i-apologise-for-being-so.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-697444496596263466</id><published>2006-12-28T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T00:23:01.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If time doesn't start flying now, I think I'll go crazy. I'm currently downloading some things from Clubbox and it's making me wait forever. And I've got pictures to prove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WgIbOZmYVm4/RZPsDg9rUwI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Qwz0KtWdGyI/s1600-h/Clubbox.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WgIbOZmYVm4/RZPsDg9rUwI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Qwz0KtWdGyI/s320/Clubbox.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013610355325883138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small picture. But downloading kills...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WgIbOZmYVm4/RZPsfA9rUxI/AAAAAAAAAF0/n58X7rGpouE/s1600-h/Clubbox2+%28dayunrodeu%29.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WgIbOZmYVm4/RZPsfA9rUxI/AAAAAAAAAF0/n58X7rGpouE/s320/Clubbox2+%28dayunrodeu%29.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013610827772285714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little zoomed in one. Click on the image to view. (Like you will. LOL)&lt;br /&gt;I apologise for being so lame... But, downloading has woken the retarded side of Deen and killed the mature one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm blogging also because I'm bored. Waiting for it to finish downloading. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's not a cheap website okay.&lt;/span&gt;) So, I got to be patient. I'm lucky my friend introduced the site to me. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Though we're far away.&lt;/span&gt;) Okay, enough crapping for today. Let's talk normally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blood vessels are bursting! Brina has posted loads of my retarded pictures during Christmas celebration. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I swear I thought I deleted them!&lt;/span&gt;) And I shall take retarded photos of her from now on, and post them all up on my blog after I've collected 100 pictures! I shall start collecting Brina Photos. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Euheaheahea!&lt;/span&gt;) You know I'm not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; evil. LOL. Anyway, Christmas was kinda fun. Although we celebrated a day earlier, it was still fun. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so sorry friends, for not being able to meet up with you guys tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp; I love you, Micky. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not mickey mouse, I'm not a kid.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[DEEN]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-697444496596263466?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/697444496596263466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=697444496596263466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/697444496596263466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/697444496596263466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/12/if-time-doesnt-start-flying-now-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WgIbOZmYVm4/RZPsDg9rUwI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Qwz0KtWdGyI/s72-c/Clubbox.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-5352965016322242157</id><published>2006-12-26T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T02:18:37.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, copied this 29 question survey from Brina's blog. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Your name plus "poo"?&lt;br /&gt;ANS : Geraldine-Poo? *faints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Two feelings at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;ANS : Happy and Excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;ANS : Some song on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. A part of a song lyric that is in your mind?&lt;br /&gt;ANS : Noon naereego weeropdeon pamee jeenamyeon.. meolreeseo teulryeooneun saebyeok jongsoree..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. The highlight of your week?&lt;br /&gt;ANS : Christmas, I guess. The photos suck though. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. What are you craving to have for right now?&lt;br /&gt;ANS : JAEJOONG!! LOL.. I'm kidding.. Nothing? Or maybe, some tea? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Forgot the name!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. Any unforgettable childhood memories?&lt;br /&gt;ANS : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt; time when I tripped over myself when I was 9. It's UNFORGETTABLE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. A not-so-good childhood memories?&lt;br /&gt;ANS : I had a happy childhood like Brina.. But if I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; to think of a not-so-good one, that would be the time when I lived away from daddy &amp; mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. What are your nicknames?&lt;br /&gt;ANS : deen, diney etc. Can't really remember them at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Your three plans for tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;ANS : Not sure &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yet&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Are you thinking of someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;ANS : Yes? I can't stop thinking of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anyone&lt;/span&gt;. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think of one person per second?&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you single?&lt;br /&gt;ANS : Yes? Not married..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What do you want?&lt;br /&gt;ANS : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt;! Working hard for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Say anything you like to whoever is reading your answers .&lt;br /&gt;ANS : Hi :D How are you? (*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GAAHH! That's retarded.&lt;/span&gt;*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Are you feeling hungry?&lt;br /&gt;ANS : Nope... Just eaten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Who do you miss right now?&lt;br /&gt;ANS : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LOADS OF PEOPLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Last friend you talked to online?&lt;br /&gt;ANS : I can't remember. Haven't been chatting online for like 2 weeks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What do you like about the night?&lt;br /&gt;ANS : It's cold and quiet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. If you visit a farm, what would you like to see?&lt;br /&gt;ANS : COWS!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MOOOOOO~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. When you were a kid, what would you want to be till now?&lt;br /&gt;ANS : It has always been the same.. No changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Last gift?&lt;br /&gt;ANS : ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you like it?&lt;br /&gt;ANS : Like what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you play an instrument?&lt;br /&gt;ANS : Piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What song did you last hear?&lt;br /&gt;ANS : Timeless &lt;3 I LOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. People you hate most?&lt;br /&gt;ANS : Those attention-seekers who loves screaming like nobody's business. Oh, and girls that act cute for attention from an opposite sex. And erm... people who think vulgarities is cool? (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh please, it's so not cool. It's CRUDE&lt;/span&gt; language) And also, those who &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;act&lt;/span&gt; like they're of a different race. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't, cos at the end of the day, you're still what you are.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Who makes you laugh the most?&lt;br /&gt;ANS : My hubby! (*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sab, you know why!!!! The 'Chae ga' thing&lt;/span&gt;*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What makes you smile?&lt;br /&gt;ANS : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Who do you have a crush on?&lt;br /&gt;ANS : No, no, no.. I don't have a crush on anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Name 10 ppl to do this .&lt;br /&gt;Anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[DEEN]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-5352965016322242157?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/5352965016322242157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=5352965016322242157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/5352965016322242157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/5352965016322242157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/12/okay-copied-this-29-question-survey.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-2620396045623390370</id><published>2006-12-20T04:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T04:46:50.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was surfing around and realised I've not been blogging much &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;. Sorry guys, I've been updating the other blog instead of this one. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The two blogs are different. It's not that I have 2 blogs. Cos the other blog is for other people.&lt;/span&gt;) And of course, I realised that I forgot to wish Junsu happy birthday in this blog and wished him a happy birthday in my other blog instead. And I thought I did wish him on this blog? Anyway, Junsu Oppa, Saengil Chukhahamnida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather has been pretty cold nowadays. Yes, it's getting colder. ("&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll be there, snow dream under the sky.&lt;/span&gt;") Ignore me, I'm pretty "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;high&lt;/span&gt;" these few days. School's opening and I'm excited. But I haven't complete a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;single&lt;/span&gt; holiday assignment! Better start tomorrow Deen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[DEEN]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-2620396045623390370?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2620396045623390370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=2620396045623390370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/2620396045623390370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/2620396045623390370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-was-surfing-around-and-realised-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-2311216807621248863</id><published>2006-12-14T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T21:27:45.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life has been life. Just normal.. Music all day and stuff like that. My little hamster passed away today. I know it's sad. Yep, I'm gonna miss it so bad... I've only got 2 pets now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED A MIC! I seriously need a new one. I've got recordings to do! I can't just slack all day! I think I'm gonna start on homework tomorrow or most probably next week. I haven't even looked at it! Anyway, training was tiring, as expected. But, heck, I'm gonna endure!!!!!! Go deen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I found out around 2 weeks ago that Vacation is uploaded on youtube. That means, I wasted money cuz I bought it already. LOL. But it's worth it :D Cuz I get to watch it earlier than others, plus, I don't like youtube-ing like how a lot of people usually do. What's done cannot be undone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[DEEN]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-2311216807621248863?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2311216807621248863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=2311216807621248863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/2311216807621248863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/2311216807621248863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/12/life-has-been-life.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-3595923611794716352</id><published>2006-12-10T04:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T04:50:57.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm back to blogging!! Okay, there's TVXQ on TV just now and I couldn't watch it cuz I've got piano lessons. I didn't mind, cuz I watched it already. Woah, I just found out that I get news faster than a lot of other people. Like, I know about shows earlier than others, I get news about artists earlier than the others, and I watch stuff earlier than others. [*&lt;i&gt;Laughs&lt;/i&gt;*] Maybe cuz I'm in contact with people in Korea? I guess so... Maybe that's why I get news extra fast. I guess I'm pretty lucky? I guess so... Cuz I just found out that I watch things faster (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;be it music videos or shows.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm extra happy today. Cuz of something that I'm not gonna tell but I know you guys will know sooner or later. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Sab knows it though.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And I think I'm gonna die of happiness. Okay, enough about that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing hiphop!! I can't stand it any longer. Gonna wait till school opens? Cuz I'm gonna be busy this holiday. And godmom's leaving for Korea soon. I'm gonna miss her like crazy, I guess. &lt;s&gt;Maybe cuz I can't grow fat without her around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: Sab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I LOVE THEIR TATTOOS OKAY. I don't hate it. LOL!!! &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;If you know what I'm talking about :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERALDINE. (I'm beginning to hate Tuesdays &amp; Thursdays.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-3595923611794716352?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3595923611794716352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=3595923611794716352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/3595923611794716352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/3595923611794716352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/12/okay-im-back-to-blogging-okay-theres_10.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-8376360151559085746</id><published>2006-11-27T04:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T05:21:50.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, today's been today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still being really sad due to that incident that happened to my hubby. But I hope he'll get over it and soon forget it okay? Since Mr Han has already dropped the charges against them. I just don't really like guys that are not responsible for his own acts. He's just using your popularity. You'll always be who you are in my heart, and in everyone else's hearts. Hubby hwaiting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Baby Junsu's feeling fine already! And that means, more cuteness! Okay, he caught a flu, that's all. Anyway, I love them! 4 awards plus an artist of the year. Okay, I love them so, so much, I can't love them more! I'm kidding, but I love them so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eoee yagasshi, narang gatee tangeunjooseu eodae?" (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I really love why he chose carrot juice out of so many drinks [to talk about]!&lt;/span&gt;) I love his helium voice! In fact I love all three of their helium voices. But Baby Junsu's voice is really cute! Yes, cuter than his usual &lt;b&gt;already cute&lt;/b&gt; voice. And I love his laugh!! 'Euhahaha!' Okay, I guess some of you will not know what I'm talking about. Just ignore it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: someone irritating.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it obvious? I'm making it obvious. Don't you know you're always telling me you hate yourself instead of others indirectly? Okay, whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[DEEN]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-8376360151559085746?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/8376360151559085746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=8376360151559085746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/8376360151559085746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/8376360151559085746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/11/okay-todays-been-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-8309121089387254737</id><published>2006-11-25T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T20:44:38.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG! My baby Junsu's sick! [*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cries&lt;/span&gt;*] I hope he's fine! He got a cold or something.  I couldn't stop thinking about his &lt;u&gt;cute face&lt;/u&gt; after I heard the news. Really saddening.. And both my husband &amp; boyfriend got a haircut. They still look cute though :D And Jaejoong is involved in a paternal DNA test thing. But he still has me though :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's this stupid rumour spreading around about Junsu. I don't get why some fans are so desperate. But the rumour might be true. Sab thinks it's true, and I don't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really short post but still gonna post ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERALDINE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-8309121089387254737?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/8309121089387254737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=8309121089387254737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/8309121089387254737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/8309121089387254737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/11/omg-my-baby-junsus-hurt-cries-i-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-659747945241885954</id><published>2006-11-23T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T02:30:41.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The following update might be a little rude (for some of you) but please note that only I will know who it is about. No one else will know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;screams&lt;/span&gt;*] Hey, what will I benefit if I made that thing topple? Like I wanted it to happen. It was all an accident! Yes, so simple, 8 letters and one word, accident. I was like almost electrocuted. I can't help it but to blog. But yes like every other time, I'm not gonna mention any names. That bloody spondge in that thing dropped on the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dirty&lt;/span&gt; floor. I was being kind and telling &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him/her&lt;/span&gt;  about it and guess what? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He/she&lt;/span&gt; yelled at me. So yes, I kept quiet and cleaned it up. I washed that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;spondge&lt;/span&gt; thoroughly and then again, I was yelled at. Okay, so I stopped cleaning everything and prepared the thing again. And as expected, I was yelled at while hurrying. But, nevermind, I made it topple so I think it's right for me to clean it. But what I really wanna know is, why am I always scolded nowadays? Am I really that unlucky? I guess so, November 2006 is not happening the way it should but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who cares?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna blog and forget it cuz you know, I'm anti-hate. I'm not gonna hate but I'm just gonna forget it! Get it off my mind and forget that it has ever happened. It happened quite a while ago. But still, I'm feeling &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;quite&lt;/span&gt; angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chill, Geraldine, Chill... Yes, no point getting angry cuz it's already over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: it's not about a family member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;GERALDINE.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-659747945241885954?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/659747945241885954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=659747945241885954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/659747945241885954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/659747945241885954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/11/following-update-might-be-little-rude.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-8414234551257191482</id><published>2006-11-20T06:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T16:37:45.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dwaeji sonmang!! AHHHHH!!! I was really, really pissed off just now cuz of "something" and about "someone" and a small cute performance made me really happy again. Anyway, I had loads on my mind that I wanted to blog about just now. Let me "shorten" it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't she just give us some peace and not act like she's in a pathetic state? I can't believe a relative (actually a lot of her relatives) would dislike her that much. I can't stand having to keep quiet every time she fabricates a lie for the sake of "showing" how pathetic she is (she's not pathetic btw, in my opinion, I think she's living very happily and has everything she needs). I can't stand looking at how unhappy my other relatives are whenever she tells another lie. I wanted to keep quiet about it but I was at the end of my tether. I couldn't keep quiet anymore. Why can't she fabricate a much more realistic lie instead of making everything seem like an unprepared play? I really can't take it anymore. Every one's suffering because of her dim-witted lies. I couldn't take it and just scolded 'idiot' right in front of everyone else. (But I bet no one heard/understood.) Everyone almost went crazy man. All because of a stupid lie! Heck, I'm not going to let that happen again. If it happens, I'm seriously going to give that person an unforgettable memory. HAAH, honestly, I'm just kidding, I'm not that brave to do such a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope no one gets offended because no names were mentioned. But if you insist I was talking about someone, I would consider it as assuming and you've got no evidence. So if I offended anyone here, I apologize :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p/s I'm not talking about my mother, just a relative.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERALDINE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-8414234551257191482?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/8414234551257191482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=8414234551257191482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/8414234551257191482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/8414234551257191482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/11/dwaeji-sonmang-ahhhhh-i-was-really.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-3064054134814646742</id><published>2006-11-17T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:26:44.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been days and I'm happy to say that life seems to be improving. Yes it is. But then, my tagboard has been pretty silent for days. Please friends, don't tag things that I can't reply. I know it's rude to not reply someone so the next time you tag me, please write something I can reply to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't mean my life is boring if I stop blogging a little. I've been pretty busy with stuff. So, please, don't think that my life is that boring that you flood me with messages whenever I log onto MSN or whatever you have yeah :D And yep, understand a little yeah. I guess I'll start audition-ing to destress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too tired to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERALDINE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-3064054134814646742?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3064054134814646742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=3064054134814646742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/3064054134814646742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/3064054134814646742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-been-days-and-im-happy-to-say-that.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-116335537439153429</id><published>2006-11-13T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:30.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What crude language, gave me a good laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, had a really nice day today. Too tired to blog :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERALDINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-116335537439153429?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/116335537439153429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=116335537439153429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/116335537439153429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/116335537439153429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-crude-language-gave-me-good-laugh.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-116326821262552948</id><published>2006-11-12T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:29.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Did this so called test thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have always been on the move seeking affectionate, satisfying and harmonious relationships. Your ultimate goal has been the realisation of an intimate union in which there could be love, self-sacrifice and mutual trust. It has often been said that 'True love is just around the corner' and - if you haven't found it as yet - you possibly soon will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an emotional and sensitive person. You are inclined to delight and wallow in all things that give pleasure to your senses but nevertheless your tastes are refined and you reject anything that is indecent or vulgar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times one is burdened with more than one's fair share of problems and this would appear to be your situation at present. But you are adamant - you know what you wish to achieve - and by giving a little and taking a little you may well find that the realization of your dreams could become a reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is said that we are all influenced by our environment and indeed you are no exception. It would seem at this time that even though you may be surrounded by people, you are experiencing an inner loneliness. Fortunately you are sufficiently strong minded to realise that life has a great deal to offer you and that you may miss your share of experiences if you fail to make the best use of every opportunity. You therefore pursue your objectives with a fierce intensity and are prepared to commit yourself deeply and readily. You believe that whatever you would like to do or think 'you can do' - you do! It is because of this attitude that you may be considered by others as arrogant and even conceited, but its fair to say that whatever it is that you really want out of life you will put your heart and soul into it and will not take 'NO' for an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have so many ideas that you would like to revitalise but you need to realise a stable and peaceful condition to do so. Once you can free yourself from all the aggravation and tension around you, you will make strides that may amaze you. You will not be prevented from achieving all the things you so desire.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-116326821262552948?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/116326821262552948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=116326821262552948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/116326821262552948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/116326821262552948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/11/did-this-so-called-test-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-116326581298362011</id><published>2006-11-12T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:29.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh someone actually took so long to realise I've stopped the  argument. Or maybe, haven't even realised. And actually it wasn't even an argument to me. I was just showing my friends how crude some freaks can get and letting them laugh at those freaks. You have no rights to say that you look down on us, cuz we're much higher. I don't have to say anymore cuz I don't wanna sound mean (&lt;i&gt;I'm not, for your information HAHAH.&lt;/i&gt;) You'll get what I mean when you get matured enough. If you ever do, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERALDINE.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; my life is so beautiful, compared to others. &lt;s&gt;cuz jaejoong &amp;amp; i are so much in love.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-116326581298362011?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/116326581298362011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=116326581298362011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/116326581298362011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/116326581298362011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-someone-actually-took-so-long-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-116316264401970443</id><published>2006-11-10T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:26.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry guys have been neglecting the blog a bit. I haven't been blogging a lot. It’s all because of the bloody holidays. It's kinda destroying my life! Time fly please! I want my vacation now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having thoughts of adding songs into the little cute MP3 in my blog right down at your left. But heck, the filelodge thing just won't work. [*&lt;i&gt;screams with anger&lt;/i&gt;*] And I just found out something, we can't rely on technology!! Technology is almost "destroyed"! Erm, only in my world I guess. Technology is almost "extinct" over here! I need help. First it was my phone, and then now, I think my computer? My computer has been pretty crazy these days. It'll like hang all of a sudden. Okay, enough 'bout technology and enough blogging for me today. There's freaking NOTHING for me to blog about today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Life is beautiful,&lt;/span&gt; well, at least I think so.&lt;br /&gt;Off to Romanizing AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERALDINE. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;holidays sucks )'=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-116316264401970443?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/116316264401970443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=116316264401970443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/116316264401970443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/116316264401970443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/11/sorry-guys-have-been-neglecting-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-116291223121442421</id><published>2006-11-07T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:26.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Argh! I'm starting to hate the holidays. I have nothing better to do actually. I can't go out cuz of the additional numbers of CDs bought. [*&lt;i&gt;cries&lt;/i&gt;*] All I have to do is to study all day at home. I guess I'm living my parents' dreams instead of my own. But, heck, who cares. As long as it does something good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not been  blogging a lot nowadays and I see there are weird tags eh? I don't know those people so I suggest my friends to ignore their tags cuz I think they're friends of someone who said &lt;i&gt;sorry&lt;/i&gt; to me for no reason, then starting spamming me for no effing reason. haah, lot's of jokers around recently eh? They like pestering real humans living wonderful lives like us. Maybe cuz we're a total opposite from them? And cuz we're a lot better. And once again I repeat, if you feel offended by some things that I blog about, it's my blog, I have the rights to write whatever I want. Just simply click the close button and forget it. Please be aware that unknown tags will be deleted and ignored. How many times shall I repeat this so that people who don't think before they speak/write can understand and remember it? I'm not blogging to make people feel bad. Everyone's living their own life the way they want it and I don't deny that. But why can't some people like leave those people that they don't even know alone? I don't like to have something to do with people like them. And also, I wanna live my own oh-so-wonderful life. I like don't even know you please. And for your info, your IP address is similar to that "friend" of yours :D I wonder WHYYYYYYY. [*&lt;i&gt;grin&lt;/i&gt;*]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been going pretty crazy nowadays and kinda started romanizing a lot. For your info, it's kinda easy. So, it's fun! Anyways, life is black and white, you gotta add your own colours to make it better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERALDINE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-116291223121442421?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/116291223121442421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=116291223121442421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/116291223121442421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/116291223121442421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/11/argh-im-starting-to-hate-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-116274402300131285</id><published>2006-11-06T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:26.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You don't make sense kid. You're just making me laugh. You're being a joker but you still don't know it? Like, literally being a clown. If I offend you in any way, just know that you deserve it ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no common sense? Wake up please, like can you even differentiate a human from a dog? Stop assuming please, like have I even met you? What? You've got an IQ lower than many other people in the world? Oh, there, there... Oh, so you're saying that you just stay home everyday to blog? So you think it's normal for people to post everyday? And like you've said, it's none of your business. And erm... I don't have paws, maybe you do, that's why you're assuming everyone is the same kind. Let me tell you now, you're the only weird creature with paws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh so freaks like you actually learn? Then stop learning please, cuz you don't sound like you have even learnt. Learning doesn't make a difference in you. Can't you like even see that I've got more knowledge? Don't you have brains? Oh please, short-form? You're making the word seem longer. Pieace? Like what are you even trying to say? "Peace" or "Piece"? Oh so the name "passerby" is not unknown? Like you've said, most people use it. Put your name please. So you were scolding yourself the previous time? Like what you said, your name is too unpleasant to see the world? Give some respect to your name. Or do you &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; have a name? Poor you, you've been in one of those "lovely" cages before? Oh, no wonder you know how those cages look. I've not been in one before, cuz I'm normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, good dog, finally you know that being naive is not a crime. What? You forgot? I told you it's not a crime in one of my posts. It's okay, I understand, your brain can't function properly, that's why you can't remember things. I guess, you must thank me for being understanding. Erm, when did I say that I'm perfect? Like when? I'm not a bitch like you to think that I'm perfect. Why should I take back my words? Like you've already said, no one's perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're better than me?! You can't even afford a bucket of water to see how idiotic you look? There, there, stop crying. And of course, I look at my reflection in the &lt;b&gt;mirror&lt;/b&gt; everday humans do that, in case you didn't know, bitch. I look a lot LESS idiotic compared to you, in fact everyone does. Really? Dogs even care about looks? Don't ask me, I'm not a dog. You should ask yourself, cuz you are the same kind. Oops, sorry dogs, I shouldn't insult you by calling her a dog. So she's worse even, compared to a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I'm sweet. Not like some bitch. Hahah. Erm, of course I have a life. Can't you like see? Maybe you're too stupid to know. In case you still don't understand, I'm not changing my lifestyle, I'm just liking different things, not changing myself for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before you call me a bitch, look at yourself in your mirror/bucket of water or whatever shit, then look at me. Do I even look like a bitch? Maybe only to idiots like you. I'm childish? Like who even started to argue first?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, regarding the KPO matter, it's not KPO. It's just helping see-ing how pathetic you are not replying. Maybe you didn't know ;) Besides, it doesn't matter who replied it right? Does it matter to you? &lt;b&gt;Maybe&lt;/b&gt; you're jealous or something? There's nothing to be jealous about actually. Oh yes, I forgot, you're abnormal right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is making me laugh, so your blog is actually a shop that sells milk? You call it &lt;b&gt;d&lt;u&gt;ai&lt;/u&gt;ry&lt;/b&gt; right? Go search the dictionary, and read what it means. *Laughs at how stupid you look* Don't gimme that look bitch. You deserve it. I already told you to get your languages right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing to laugh about. What a clown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERALDINE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-116274402300131285?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/116274402300131285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=116274402300131285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/116274402300131285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/116274402300131285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-dont-make-sense-kid.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-116271918723379101</id><published>2006-11-05T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:25.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I did this yesterday. Didn't know why it didn't show. Found this at Khamisah's blog (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 random facts about me :&lt;br /&gt;01. I love my family.&lt;br /&gt;02. I love laughing.&lt;br /&gt;03. I love lames jokes.&lt;br /&gt;04. I love to sing.&lt;br /&gt;05. I act differently in different places. (Only some times.)&lt;br /&gt;06. I sleep in the morning and is awake at night.&lt;br /&gt;07. I dance hiphop. (Shocked? Dammit, so am I.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things that scares me :&lt;br /&gt;01. Lizards.&lt;br /&gt;02. Cockroaches.&lt;br /&gt;03. Looking at my reflection in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;04. Horror movies. (But I like it.)&lt;br /&gt;05. Not being able to concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;06. Weird noises.&lt;br /&gt;07. Supernatural stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 favourites :&lt;br /&gt;01. Sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;02. Singing.&lt;br /&gt;03. Dancing. (? sometimes.)&lt;br /&gt;04. Jokes.&lt;br /&gt;05. Laughing.&lt;br /&gt;06. Going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;07. Horror movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things I say most :&lt;br /&gt;01. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;02. pegchi.&lt;br /&gt;03. akiyoko!&lt;br /&gt;04. kawaii des neh.&lt;br /&gt;05. so cute!&lt;br /&gt;06. omg, i wanna die. (Say that only when I see something really cute.)&lt;br /&gt;07. shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things I like the most :&lt;br /&gt;01. My God.&lt;br /&gt;02. Family.&lt;br /&gt;03. Music.&lt;br /&gt;04. Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;05. Eat.&lt;br /&gt;06. Being able to hear laughter.&lt;br /&gt;07. Jaejoong! &lt;3 :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 people needed to do this :&lt;br /&gt;01. Anyone.&lt;br /&gt;02. -&lt;br /&gt;03. -&lt;br /&gt;04. -&lt;br /&gt;05. -&lt;br /&gt;06. -&lt;br /&gt;07. -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-116271918723379101?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/116271918723379101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=116271918723379101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/116271918723379101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/116271918723379101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-did-this-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-116231483513757789</id><published>2006-10-31T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:25.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so shocked by how thick-skinned some people can be. Acting as if they're "pro" in every single thing and thinking that they're perfect, not knowing that what he/she has done is actually so stupid and wrong. Hey, you're using the wrong sentence structure you idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let me make this clear, this blog is an &lt;u&gt;online diary&lt;/u&gt; of my own. It's not a fan club, so I'll not post much about my idols like some people is doing. And I'm not some crazy fans going &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gaga&lt;/span&gt; over my idols and worse, even willing to die for them. Well, that's not the main part so let's not get to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, please make sure you get your English right before even trying to argue. Your spelling is really horrible; does your teacher even teach you how to spell? Like, can you afford to even learn? Oh dear, I can't believe there are such pathetic young teenagers that can't even spell properly. And your grammar sucks as well. Okay I think I shall stop correcting your English before you cry since that's your teacher's job. Maybe your teacher has already given up. Aww, there, there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is perfectly healthy, it's cuz that's too provocative &lt;s&gt;or maybe disgusting&lt;/s&gt; that's why she puked. It's kinda obvious how that person is changing her lifestyle; maybe it's still unknown to her yet. She's freaking learning Korean and stuff when she can't even get her &lt;b&gt;languages&lt;/b&gt; right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one's mad at anything. Are you crazy? You freak me out sometimes man. I don't really care actually. Anyway, you didn't know that naive is not a crime? I'm telling you here, now that&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;IT ISN'T&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It's just freaking irritating to see someone being overly-naive and not knowing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh you actually have to dig the grave yourself? Can't afford workers? I think it's not gonna be put into use though, cuz no one needs it. Maybe you do, like, in the next couple of years time. I'd probably hire workers then to dig a grave for you. I'm sweet, aren't I, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;noseless freak&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, regarding your "lovely" cbox, no one left anything on your blog. Well, maybe I did, but I wrote my name unlike someone who &lt;s&gt;shit&lt;/s&gt; stained as a passerby on my lovelier flashbox and even saying sorry. So, who are you scolding? Some imaginary friend/stranger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why some bitches don't know how to even spell themselves. Don't get me? Never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geraldine.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you make me laugh. i know you've said you will not reply and stuff. but this is just what i think. and btw, it just shows that you are chicken-ing out :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-116231483513757789?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/116231483513757789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=116231483513757789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/116231483513757789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/116231483513757789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-so-shocked-by-how-thick-skinned.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-116154259653697515</id><published>2006-10-23T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:25.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't get why some people get so worked up by what I say/write. Is it really &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; important? Why do some people just have so many extra time to care about what other people write? Is it their business? It's my life and not theirs why are those people getting so angry over what &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; myself write? It's just a part of the history of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just found out DBSK is related to me! Yay! (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ignore me, I'm probably &lt;s&gt;drunk&lt;/s&gt;. haa&lt;/span&gt;) All right, I'm just gonna write whatever comes to mind since I'm no longer able to control myself. You'd better stop coming to my blog okay, I don't want &lt;s&gt;shit&lt;/s&gt;prints in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be really friendly but that depends on whether the other party deserves it or not. Yes, first impressions are &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; important. And what I have been repeating time and time again, I hate tWiitsxx. And I don't welcome them into my blog. But it doesn't matter if you're not a bitchy &amp; cheap tWiitxx. At least have some &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;knowledge&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Miao Yi Restaurant to celebrate my cousin's 1 year wedding anniversary. I love the food there! (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I think I love food everywhere as long as it's &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;food&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;) Just found out that eating is such a heavenly thing. Just don't get an overdose of it and stay healthy. I'd better stop before I go nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Don't assume everything.&lt;/span&gt; At least give that Mister up there some work to do aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Geraldine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-116154259653697515?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/116154259653697515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=116154259653697515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/116154259653697515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/116154259653697515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-dont-get-why-some-people-get-so.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-116141972874206522</id><published>2006-10-21T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:24.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been so long since I blogged! Been kinda busy with stuff. (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;OK I admit! I lied okay. I've been DBSK-ing.&lt;/span&gt;) Well, a pity blogger can't publish Korean characters. DBSK looks better in Hangul. Okay, let's not start complaining endlessly about blogger not being able to publish words in Hangul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more week! Yes, one more week and after that, it's holiday!! Vra is so freaking lucky okay. He's going back to Thailand this weekend and that means he'll not be in school for the whole of next week which also means he's gonna get an extra week holiday. Omg, if only I have relatives in other countries. *Smacks back to reality* It was a bad &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;plus&lt;/span&gt; bad day yesterday. Got scolded by a teacher first thing in the morning before the National Anthem and felt unwell right before the NCC test. How's that? Bad luck day? Heck, I don't believe in &lt;u&gt;luck&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait, I freaking can't wait! Getting our report books next Friday. Yes, my grades suffered and it cried as well but heck I wanna get it and live peacefully right after that. I can't stand that feeling in my stomach that's gonna end up spilling outta my eyes. Remain in E or drop to NA? God decides...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geraldine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-116141972874206522?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/116141972874206522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=116141972874206522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/116141972874206522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/116141972874206522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-been-so-long-since-i-blogged-been.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-116111217971853433</id><published>2006-10-18T02:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:24.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kim Jeong Hoon ; added to cute list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I think I started a trend in school or something. I started liking K-pop like months ago. And now, everyone is starting to like the same thing. Heh, amazing how humans can start liking things &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;all of a sudden&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, Kim Jeong Hoon is so cute! His smile makes me scream. &lt;s&gt;And he's definitely better than Jihoon.&lt;/s&gt; I'm always turning on the TV at 7 pm to catch Goong, just to see his face. And I'm always like, 'is he in this scene?'. But then, Jae Joong is still cuter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone reading my blog starting to "like K-pop", remember, I started it okay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geraldine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-116111217971853433?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/116111217971853433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=116111217971853433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/116111217971853433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/116111217971853433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/10/kim-jeong-hoon-added-to-cute-list.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-116101763540296420</id><published>2006-10-16T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:24.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1 more day!&lt;/span&gt; I've been waiting for DBSK's third album for so, so long it felt like decades!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there something wrong with your mouth or is there something wrong with your brain. Or simply just something wrong with you. You're such an arrogant person even someone related to you dislike you. You should feel ashamed.. I know simply just "trying to change you" brings you no good but however it does bring me at least peace and comfort for the rest of the night alone. Do you even realize that I'm always giving in? Don't you even realize that you're making my miserable life &lt;s&gt;with you&lt;/s&gt; even more miserable? I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;might&lt;/span&gt; be just saying this because I'm angry but I just want you to know that you are being really unfair. Yes, to every single one of your family member. You are making your life perfect but at the same time, making other people's life miserable. You should think before you act sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe there will be this day that I would be telling someone older what he should do. It has always been &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;that person&lt;/span&gt; &lt;s&gt;forcing&lt;/s&gt; me to do stuff. I have decided to avoid putting your name in this post in order to prevent unwanted quarrels among us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes indeed I'm always pissed off. Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Geraldine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-116101763540296420?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/116101763540296420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=116101763540296420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/116101763540296420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/116101763540296420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/10/1-more-day-ive-been-waiting-for-dbsks.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-116056097397979555</id><published>2006-10-11T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:23.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I'm going crazy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate copycats! And I'm talking about someone who doesn't know me really well. Yep, she's a few years older. [&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Not gonna mention her name.&lt;/span&gt;] Here's what happened: Someone (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The person that told me what happened&lt;/span&gt;) told her that she loves Korean songs. And all of an effing sudden, she starts pretending she knows every effing thing about Korea. Be it Korean songs, singers, bands and even the language (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I'm not sure 'bout this one&lt;/span&gt;) But yep, she kinda made herself look stupid telling that someone about Korean stuff and getting everything kinda mixed up and stuttering like an idiot. Yep, that's real stupid aye? If you read this and is thinking that I'm talking 'bout you, please don't cuz that person doesn't know my blog address dammit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't some people just understand? Can't some people just understand how it feels to be copied? Now I feel real freaking pissed off by copycats. And now I really know how those victims (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Poor humans being copied&lt;/span&gt;) feel. I really don't like hurting people by telling then to eff off. And I don't really like making people feel bad by writing stupid remarks about them. I really don't like hurting people. I just don't know what to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You help someone and get nothing in return.'Eff it. I agree to that.&lt;br /&gt;Don't hate me or anything yeah? Cuz I'm just writing how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diney.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-116056097397979555?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/116056097397979555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=116056097397979555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/116056097397979555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/116056097397979555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-going-crazy-i-hate-copycats-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-116037553173163871</id><published>2006-10-09T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:23.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cheers! The day I've been waiting for and the announcement I've been wanting to make... &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The exams are over!&lt;/span&gt; [&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;A bunch of screams&lt;/span&gt;] Even though I know I didn't do well for the EOY this year, I'll have next year. To me, this year is not really important. It's not streaming or anything right? I just wanna get the As for the rewards and maybe just to top the class. I guess, I'll try to top the class next year and just try to stay mediocre this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the song in my blog? Man, I do love it a lot. It makes me cry all the time. Gives me that really sinking feeling in my heart. All right, so... we don't have to be in school until Friday unless we have a paper. Wow, cool eh? Envious? I know you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;T was okay. I guess I did slightly worse than the previous time. Aw man. But oh well, I guess I'll try a lot, lot harder next year! Aja aja!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diney.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-116037553173163871?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/116037553173163871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=116037553173163871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/116037553173163871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/116037553173163871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/10/cheers-day-ive-been-waiting-for-and.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-116032663824542013</id><published>2006-10-09T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:23.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;...the storm continues. she was crying a river. she couldn't remember a thing. she thought things could get better but it just wouldn't. she's doomed. she wants a better life. but all she could do was live another day, faking a smile, faking a laugh, just faking everything and all. she's too sad, she can't continue. she just couldn't focus on what's she's gotta do. she just wants fun, she just wants to go crazy. when she's on the verge of succeeding. 'what's life about?' she often wonders. she thought she knew what she wanted. she thinks about who she really is, but up till now, she still has no answer. she wish she could scream, she wish she could shout. she wish she could kill those evil "spirits" causing her frustrations. she wish she could tell those people in their faces what she really want, she just don't wanna hurt anyone. so once again, she live another day. being polite and making sure not to offend no one. then at night, she cries in the rain hoping for the better that will never arrive. fcuk it, she wants to say. cuz she want those tears to fade away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some random stuff i'd like to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diney.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-116032663824542013?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/116032663824542013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=116032663824542013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/116032663824542013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/116032663824542013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-116002497060649052</id><published>2006-10-05T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:22.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>{!freakingstressedout}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i literally "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;puked&lt;/span&gt;" water outta my mouth yesterday while drinking cuz sab said something funny.&lt;br /&gt;ok, i admit! i didn't really study for my math yesterday. just flipped through my book looking blankly at the pages but the paper was quite okay :D what's &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;worse&lt;/span&gt; was that i didn't even study for my lit exam today which was after the math paper.&lt;br /&gt;my back was &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;aching&lt;/span&gt; as i scribble-d my last few words for lit. all i could hear was mr ong's footsteps, pen tip scratching on papers, nervous breathings, coughs and of course, my heart pumping. | my back started &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;aching&lt;/span&gt; around 45 minutes into the math paper. it was like &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;hell&lt;/span&gt;. didn't even know why it &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ached&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;[summary:]&lt;/span&gt; the two papers were okay, except for some questions that left me thinking for around 10 minutes or so. overall, i think i passed both papers :D but i don't think i aced them )'x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;[HISTORYTEXTBOOK;PAGE32;CHAPTER2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;MY A1s! here i come!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diney(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-116002497060649052?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/116002497060649052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=116002497060649052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/116002497060649052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/116002497060649052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/10/freakingstressedout.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115989221691130402</id><published>2006-10-04T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:22.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>{CONFUSED}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm dead for sure. i can't seem to concentrate whenever i study. probably because i'm not well. but still, i'm not sure if i'm unwell. yes, i do feel sick sometimes but nope, not when i'm using the comp. there are only two possibilities, 1, i'm too lazy cuz i find studying real boring. 2, i'm really sick.&lt;br /&gt;if i'm not wrong, it wasn't like this during the MYE. so why during the &lt;u&gt;EOY&lt;/u&gt;? i'm &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;cursed&lt;/span&gt; luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#####&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the exam period, i'm usually busy studying or maybe doing some other much more &lt;u&gt;important&lt;/u&gt; stuff. i won't spend time on building good friendship now cuz i know it's time to get serious. no more playing. you can go on blabbing or complaining or even question yourself/others. but please, don't drag me into things that i blog, say or do. cuz i've got no time for all these shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#####&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz i'm not very well, i will be going home early nowadays. i deeply apologise for not being able to study with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;damn i so love DBSK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diney.}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115989221691130402?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115989221691130402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115989221691130402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115989221691130402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115989221691130402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/10/confused-im-dead-for-sure.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115979559284339763</id><published>2006-10-02T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:22.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>{DAMN ; DEAD FOR SURE}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#####&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrived late in school &lt;s&gt;as usual&lt;/s&gt;. "rushed" to my seat, waiting for the chinese exam that is about to take place to start. while the invigilator was giving out the papers, i found out that i left my hubby turned on in my pocket! i was almost panicking but decided to shut up and remain in my so-very-uncomfortable seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sang the national anthemn before the paper starts. i switched off my phone while the t'cher was looking down. &lt;s&gt;clever eh?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was rushing through paper one. the ?? was quite okay though...&lt;br /&gt;at first, the ?? thingy thingy was quite okay. after around 30 minutes, when i've completed the first piece of writing, i realised i wrote a lot lesser words than the 250 words required to earn marks. so, i had to re-write the whole thing over again. it was like over 50 marks! what if i flunk it? *slaps mouth shut* i'm gonna die if it really happens..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#####&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really %#*&amp;amp;ed up by how some people can talk. hey, no offence to &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt; if you're one of them cuz i'm not talking about &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt;. don't draw conclusions anyhow okay.&lt;br /&gt;they kinda speak in a really rude/vulgar manner and thinks it's cool. &lt;s&gt;somemore is hokkien one leh.&lt;/s&gt; okay, do you think &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;'nabei'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; sounds cool to you? well to me, it sounds real stupid and i think only not very well-educated and idiotic people use them. if you are not one of those kinda people, you should change luh. especially when you're somewhere near me. i'm real sensitive to those &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;stupid+gangster-like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; words.&lt;br /&gt;please people, gimme some peace man! speak like a real human. don't go around typing liiikkeeee ddiisssss neehhhxxxx. okay?!!! i really can't stand twits. no offence to those 'once-were-twits' cuz i know you really regret being a 'used-to-be-twit'. a lot of them do (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#####&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. I HATE YOUR ATTITUDE .&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diney.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115979559284339763?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115979559284339763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115979559284339763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115979559284339763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115979559284339763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/10/damn-dead-for-sure-arrived-late-in.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115964201061898518</id><published>2006-10-01T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:22.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sitting down, typing with my right middle finger point outwards. But anyways, gonna blog something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#####&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat for english paper one. &lt;u&gt;surprisingly&lt;/u&gt;, it was quite easy. heh. chose question one. anyone did the same? slacked around in school till around 5+&lt;br /&gt;nothing to blog about luh. not many things happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh. what happens every saturday? everyone say '&lt;U&gt;DANCE CLASS!&lt;/U&gt;' everyone 'DANCE CLASS!' okay, i'd better stop laming &amp; get things done over here.&lt;br /&gt;slept for twelve comfortable hours and woke up in the afternoon. wohoo~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance was real fun? i guess. we did extra stuff during warm-up. SIT UPS&amp;pumping&amp;some yoga stuff. I LOVE SIT UPSSSSSSSSSSS!! &lt;I&gt;HAMZAH DIDN'T CALL ME BABYGIRL!&lt;/I&gt; *cheers* it was good luh. i didnt get all distracted again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#####&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so addicted to dbsk!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diney.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115964201061898518?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115964201061898518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115964201061898518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115964201061898518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115964201061898518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-sitting-down-typing-with-my-right.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115936221344603100</id><published>2006-09-27T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:21.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I so desperately want a new blogskin but I just can't find the time to make one. So all I'm doing now is making those kinda simple, white coloured background with words kind luh. I know almost everyone is using that kinda skin and of course &lt;u&gt;I love originality!&lt;/u&gt; But, I got no time x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#####&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sick! And I'm still not gonna accept that. Hey, sick during the exams. That's totally "unlucky"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#####&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School today was all right luh. One of the more relaxing days at school. &lt;s&gt;Probably because miss soh wasn't in school?&lt;/s&gt; =x Did some revisions. Not a lot actually, just did a l'il bit of math&amp;stuff. Was expecting math test but nope, Mr. Mazri sort of "changed his mind". So did the usual stuff, stayed behind at school to &lt;i&gt;"study"&lt;/i&gt;. Was playing almost half the time. Then Kenny came into our class and crapped about pervertic stuff luh. So, yep, Simin&amp;amp;I decided to leave, so did Rongjie&amp;Hongsiang.&lt;br /&gt;etc.etc.etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Zhiyan dragging a &lt;i&gt;huge&lt;/i&gt; bunch of bags. Went to help, in the end, didn't take anything. =x Went to the spiral staircase to find Rongjie&amp;amp;Hongsiang (They assured us that they will &lt;b&gt;surely&lt;/b&gt; be there when we get back.) But instead, they kinda "vanished". Didn't see then &lt;em&gt;anywhere&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#####&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough crapping already luh. I guess you guys had just gotten pretty sleepy reading this whole post filled with nothing but... blabberings. Remember to thank me for erm... helping you guys enter your dreamland ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diney.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;beckham'smyhusband&amp;amp;petercrouchismyaffair.&lt;/s&gt;rahh! that's crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115936221344603100?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115936221344603100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115936221344603100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115936221344603100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115936221344603100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-so-desperately-want-new-blogskin-but.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115904115071844759</id><published>2006-09-24T03:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:21.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm bored, so bored. I need something to do, to be occupied with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;####&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annnnnnnnnd, I saw this survey at someone's blog. Lucky me eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;####&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. full name: Geraldine Goh *******&lt;br /&gt;2. name backwards: enidlareg &lt;s&gt;used to be my blog add =x&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. were you named after someone: i don't think so..&lt;br /&gt;4. meaning of name: didn't bothered to look. i shall look it up someday uh?&lt;br /&gt;5. nickname: diney ; dinedine ; deandean ; deen ; deeny ; jellybean ; jellyfish and the list goes on and on...&lt;br /&gt;6. screen name: erm?&lt;br /&gt;7. D.O.B: 080293 (:&lt;br /&gt;8.place of birth: st elizabeth :D&lt;br /&gt;9. nationality: singaporean, like duh.&lt;br /&gt;10. current location: where my comp is!&lt;br /&gt;11. star sign: aquarius.&lt;br /&gt;12. religion: buddhist(((:&lt;br /&gt;13. height: look &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;down&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at me, i'm standing at 157 cm&lt;br /&gt;14. weight: secret!&lt;br /&gt;15. shoe size: 6&lt;br /&gt;16. hair colour: dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;17. eye colour: dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;18. who do (people say) you look like: simin&amp;my sister&lt;br /&gt;19. innie or outtie: both.&lt;br /&gt;20. leftie or rightie: rightie and a lil bit of leftie.&lt;br /&gt;21. gay, straight, bi or others: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;STRAIGHT!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. best friends: many many.&lt;br /&gt;23. best friend you trust most: my teddy&amp;simin(:&lt;br /&gt;24. favourite pals: loady loads!&lt;br /&gt;25. best friend of opposite sex: teddy :D&lt;br /&gt;26. best buddies: many many.&lt;br /&gt;27. boyfriend or girlfriend: not now! i wanna study.&lt;br /&gt;28. crush: noney none!&lt;br /&gt;29. parents: i love my parents!&lt;br /&gt;30. worst enemy: those bitchy idiotic &lt;s&gt;bitches&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;31. favourite online guy: er??&lt;br /&gt;32. favourite online girl: er??&lt;br /&gt;33. craziest friend: my teddy bear.&lt;br /&gt;34. advice friend: sab aka SISTA!&lt;br /&gt;35. loudest friend: not sure.&lt;br /&gt;36. person you cry with: SAB&lt;s&gt;AYE&lt;/s&gt;? my sister luh.&lt;br /&gt;38. any brothers: nope.&lt;br /&gt;39. any pets: yep, chincilla&amp;hamsters&lt;br /&gt;40. any disease: nope. TOUCH WOOD!&lt;br /&gt;41. pagers: hel-lo! no one carries a pager now!&lt;br /&gt;42. personal phone line: yup. i can die w/o one.&lt;br /&gt;43. cell phone: yep.&lt;br /&gt;44. no question? NOPE.&lt;br /&gt;45. pool or hot tub: POOL! i love love swimming!&lt;br /&gt;46. a car: hey, i'm 13!&lt;br /&gt;47. your personality: crazy retarded weird &amp; dumb geraldine!&lt;br /&gt;48. driving: i'd love to learn how to.&lt;br /&gt;49. room: huh?&lt;br /&gt;50. whats missing: something? i dunno!&lt;br /&gt;51. school: zss&lt;br /&gt;52. bed colour: white.&lt;br /&gt;53. relationship with parents: VERY, VERY, VERY CLOSEEEEEEE! (:&lt;br /&gt;54. believe in yourself: i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;55. believe in love at first sight: not sure. maybe.&lt;br /&gt;56. good listener: yes, at least i think so!&lt;br /&gt;57. get along well with parents: YES &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;58. save email conversations: no. for what?&lt;br /&gt;59. pray: yes.&lt;br /&gt;60. believe in reincarnation: yes, i guess so.&lt;br /&gt;61. make fun of people: sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;62. like to talk on the phone: NO! but i love conferences. weirrrrd.&lt;br /&gt;63. want to get married: i dun think THAT far.&lt;br /&gt;64. like to drive: dunno, since i'm quite gong. and i'm 13.&lt;br /&gt;66. eat stem of brocoli: yes.&lt;br /&gt;67. eat chicken with fork: sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;68. dream in colour: yes.&lt;br /&gt;69. type with your fingers on home role: huh?&lt;br /&gt;70. sleep with stuff animals: sometimes when i think of weird things.&lt;br /&gt;71. next to you: sabSIS.&lt;br /&gt;72. on the walls of your room: paint.&lt;br /&gt;73. on your mousepad: mouse.&lt;br /&gt;74. dream car: dunno.&lt;br /&gt;75. dream date: erm.. TOO YOUNG TO THINK.&lt;br /&gt;76. dream honeymoon spot: hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;77. dream husband or wife: haven't thought of that..&lt;br /&gt;78. bedtime: it depends.&lt;br /&gt;79. under your bed: tiles, dust, air.&lt;br /&gt;80. single most important question: huh?&lt;br /&gt;81. bad time of a day: morning.&lt;br /&gt;82. your worst fear: bad voice, cant sing.&lt;br /&gt;83. the weather is: cool aye ((((:&lt;br /&gt;84. time: 3.38 am, and i'm awake, heh heh(:&lt;br /&gt;85. date: sept 24.&lt;br /&gt;87. theme song: what?&lt;br /&gt;88. hardest thing about growing up: that toys seems smaller than they used to look&amp;we need to know more things than just eating, sleeping &amp; shitting.&lt;br /&gt;89. funniest experience: dunno.&lt;br /&gt;90. scariest experience: hearing weird noises.&lt;br /&gt;91. silliest thing you have ever said: that i dunno what i'm saying.&lt;br /&gt;92. scariest thing while you are with your friends: the toilet that one.&lt;br /&gt;93. worst feeling: not sure =x&lt;br /&gt;94. best feeling in the world: getting As!!!&lt;br /&gt;95. AND NOW THE SABOTAGING BEGINS!!! CHOOSE 8 TO DO THE SURVEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;# SHAKIL&lt;br /&gt;# BINBIN&lt;br /&gt;# SIS&lt;br /&gt;# RONGJIE&lt;br /&gt;# SALINA&lt;br /&gt;# MAGGIE&lt;br /&gt;# KHAMISAH&lt;br /&gt;# ARGH! NO MORE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;####&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED A STUDY GROUP! ANYONE???&lt;br /&gt;EXAMS ARE COMING!!! HELPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!! SAVE MEEEEEE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;JOIN MY STUDY GROUP! AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!! &lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DINEDINE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115904115071844759?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115904115071844759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115904115071844759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115904115071844759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115904115071844759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-bored-so-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115902335671312715</id><published>2006-09-23T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:21.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for dance class just now. Yep, it was frigging fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Arrived late.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learnt the dance steps to i-dunno-what-song. The song's cool, and so are the steps.&lt;br /&gt;Hamzah is gonna continue the steps next week. &lt;br /&gt;He got us real dizzy by asking us to spin round and round for i-dunno-how-many times cuz someone doesn't know how to spin.&lt;br /&gt;It's easy okay! =x&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so now Hamzah is not gonna call me &lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Baby Girl'&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/i&gt; anymore! *Jumps around cheering*&lt;br /&gt;But sab said he's gonna start calling again next week. Is this supposed to be a good or a bad thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#####&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm frigging bored right now, somebody entertain me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#####&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;There's this dunno what title show showing on TV right now. Mum's watching and so will I. LOL.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-diney&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115902335671312715?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115902335671312715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115902335671312715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115902335671312715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115902335671312715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/09/went-for-dance-class-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115866959095248077</id><published>2006-09-19T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:20.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i so miss niuniu. i'm miss him, i miss him.&lt;br /&gt;i miss touching his fur. i miss looking at his beautiful big eyes. i miss listening to him bark when i make the slightest bit of sound. i miss just see-ing him after school everyday. i miss saying &lt;i&gt;goodbye&lt;/i&gt; to him every morning before leaving for school. i miss having to bring him out for walks. i miss sitting beside him and reading, just reading. i miss saying &lt;i&gt;goodnight&lt;/i&gt; to him before bedtime. i miss feeding him. i miss his bowl. i miss giving him water. i miss hugging him. i miss those times when i have him running around the house. i miss his cute little tricks. i miss making him happy. i miss his innocent face. i miss taking pictures of him. i miss looking at him and screaming &lt;i&gt;he's so cute!&lt;/i&gt; i miss, i miss, i miss. i just wanna run away, run to where he is right now. get him back to where i am. how i wish i'm living in a dream. and i would find myself waking up a few minutes later refreshed and when i look at niuniu's "bed", he'll still be lying there, starring back at me with his oh-so-innocent face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now i know, i know that i should face reality and not think of niuniu everyday. cuz he's happy and is not really far from me. but now, thinking &lt;i&gt;we're not far away&lt;/i&gt; does not help anymore. it feels like we're far away. cuz i don't get to see him. i don't get to call him. i don't get to "sayang" him. and i don't get to hug him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#####&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was an unlucky day luh!&lt;br /&gt;simin&amp;me spent a lot of time writing the script (slept so late) for our cme skit thingy today. and ended up not getting anything.&lt;br /&gt;and i think it's all because of the lack of &lt;u&gt;team work&lt;/u&gt;. miss s__ doesn't understand us. we spent so much time on it okay. and there she is claiming that we did not practise etc. well, we did &lt;s&gt;tried&lt;/s&gt; okay!&lt;br /&gt;maybe &lt;s&gt;some&lt;/s&gt; people just doesn't know how to appreciate the hard work! =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#####&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did the geog project at simin's house just now. we couldn't finish! it was a lot kay. while going home, took the lift. almost got stuck. simin was so freaked out! so cute =x&lt;br /&gt;did a bit of self study just now. it went quite ok(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the week ahead is going to be a bumpy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i miss niuniu&lt;33&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERALDINE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115866959095248077?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115866959095248077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115866959095248077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115866959095248077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115866959095248077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-so-miss-niuniu.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115852629260114547</id><published>2006-09-18T04:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:20.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so bored now luh. and i'm not tired at all.&lt;br /&gt;I've been studying for the past few hours with some time to rest and slack around,&lt;br /&gt;But still, I don't feel there's knowledge stuffed into my brain at all!&lt;br /&gt;And I've not even touched my math ws yet! Well, maybe a question or two.&lt;br /&gt;How am I going to pass my EOY &lt;i&gt;"w/ flying colors"&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#####&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone please help me, give me "tuition" or something.&lt;br /&gt;Just teach me how to mug again. &lt;br /&gt;I've completely forgotten how to study, like 100%.&lt;br /&gt;I need to buck up now. No more slacking for you girl.&lt;br /&gt;This life is a long, difficult road. Yes, bumpy as well.&lt;br /&gt;So yep, gotta keep my seat belts on! And give it my very best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyway, gonna post up pics taken yesterday at the dance concert soon! (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deen.ie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115852629260114547?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115852629260114547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115852629260114547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115852629260114547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115852629260114547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-so-bored-now-luh.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115833578200169343</id><published>2006-09-15T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:19.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*screams*&lt;br /&gt;i guess life doesn't go the way we want it. well, at least I know, life doesn't go the way I  want it. *&amp;%#@*$#$*#&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand it any longer. I'm being insulted, being teased, being embarrassed cuz of my own cca? And it's all other people's fault. I don't know why, and I don't know how some people can just get away after doing something bad or something real stupid. But I can't. I'm so pissed all right. And I HATE YOUR ATTITUDE. Yes, I'm gonna mention hate. HATEHATEHATEHATE. THE MOST UNPLEASANT WORD IN MY DICTIONARY.&lt;br /&gt;I hate this, I hate this! I hate this feeling luh! It's so damn irritating. I'm getting real attitude here once more. I hate that. I DO NOT have an attitude problem. I'm not the worst, nor the best. But I'm just average. I'm not gonna be the best. But someday I might. But I'm just not the worst, and no way I'll ever be one. That's just me, what I tell myself before I sleep or when I wake up everyday, naturally. Yes, that's just something I do, naturally. I don't have to be reminded, I don't have to remind myself. I don't even know. I just wanna hide under a blanket and cry my heart out this once. But then, no tears are gonna be shed cuz it's no big matter dinedine. I just hate the icky feeling in my heart right now. I'm obviously hurt, by your rude remarks. Yes, YOUR RUDE remarks. You might not realise this, but you hurt man, you did.&lt;br /&gt;Don't judge people luh. You might hurt someone by just judging them.&lt;br /&gt;BACK TO STUDAYE DINEDINE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DINE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115833578200169343?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115833578200169343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115833578200169343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115833578200169343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115833578200169343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/09/screams-i-guess-life-doesnt-go-way-we.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115824691163841128</id><published>2006-09-14T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:19.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Miss vijay is leaving us tomorrow and she's not coming back :'(&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm gonna miss her. Even though she doesn't like me much luh.&lt;br /&gt;But yep, I just don't like meeting new t'chers. Miss vijay! Don't go!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, e2 is gonna miss herrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, she cried in 1E4 today. Woah, touched eh? hehhehheh! We should've done something great too huh? Shit man, I regretted not making something! Shat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DINE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115824691163841128?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115824691163841128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115824691163841128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115824691163841128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115824691163841128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/09/miss-vijay-is-leaving-us-tomorrow-and.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115806408064181764</id><published>2006-09-12T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:19.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi all.&lt;br /&gt;I dun get why some retards just love tagging people that they dunno. i pity them for they don't know that they are embarrassing themselves. insulting me with those words that doesn't hurt at all? and giving me an unintentional "laughing session" instead of hurting me? what i can say is, if you wanna tag and insult someone, please don't be a cowardic asshole. Write your name luh, and let those peeps out there know who's tagging. Don't hide behind the comp screen, DON'T BE SUCH A COWARD KAY((: Well, at least I can afford to make fake teeth. And even show my face to the public. I don't like to act like a nerd and just blog for the sake of blogging and not letting people know me. I like being real, being me. Like me for me, hate me for me.&lt;br /&gt;You can say I'm acting cool or whatever. You're just writing that, wasting your own precious time to write that. And I thank you for even spending part of your precious time &lt;s&gt;of your meaningless life&lt;/s&gt; to hate me, to insult me. I thank you for that.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, just in case you have a bad eyesight or you don't understand the oh-so-simple english that I write on the blog, or even some other reasons, I better translate the one very important sentence you should take note of:&lt;br /&gt;"tag before you leave but if you're offended by some things that i write about, kindly close this window."&lt;br /&gt;translation:&lt;br /&gt;"must tag hor, before you leave. but hor, dun tag hor, if i offend u in some way lah. so hor, if i offend u hor, close this window lor."&lt;br /&gt;get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE ALSO NOTE THAT:&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to be rude, just in case you dont know. And of course, this post is just another random post of mine. Cuz I don't blog about these things at all. But if I still offend you in any way (only in this post), I apologise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinedine((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115806408064181764?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115806408064181764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115806408064181764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115806408064181764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115806408064181764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/09/hi-all.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115798104424567214</id><published>2006-09-11T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:18.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so pissed right now! First, there are some people spreading stuff about me around school and next, I CAN'T LOG INTO MSN!&lt;br /&gt;Shit! I'm so freaking pissed right now. So unlucky kay, omg, not being able to log into msn is like not able to talk. ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;Stop luh, stop all those shit right now people. But if you guys still wanna spread, I can't stop you and I won't give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz it's none of my business. It's not about me, just about that other person. It has nothing, I repeat, NOTHING to do with me.&lt;br /&gt;If there is, probably like 1 or 2 %?&lt;br /&gt;And we freaking got back our science class test today. Got a pathetic B4 :( Wanna cry already luh. I'm gonna do some major&lt;br /&gt;mugging. Gonna mugmugmugmug like helllll!! I just wanna get THAT A. I don't freaking care anymore!&lt;br /&gt;Chill, Geraldine, Chill. Relax a lil. Breathe in and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERALdine):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115798104424567214?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115798104424567214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115798104424567214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115798104424567214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115798104424567214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-so-pissed-right-now-first-there-are.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115773771499964302</id><published>2006-09-09T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:18.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, hey, hey.&lt;br /&gt;Surprised eh? I'm surprised by how frequent I blog nowadays. Like daily uh? Anyways, just cam outta boredom.&lt;br /&gt;Listening to Superman!&lt;br /&gt;Great song aye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand to fly, I'm not that naive&lt;br /&gt;I'm just out to find, a better part of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm more than a bird, I'm more than a plane&lt;br /&gt;I'm more than some pretty face beside a train&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy, to be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish that I could cry, fall upon my knees&lt;br /&gt;Find a way to lie, 'bout a home I'll never see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may sound absurd, but don't be naive&lt;br /&gt;Even heroes have the right to bleed&lt;br /&gt;I may be disturbed, but won't you concede&lt;br /&gt;Even heroes have the right to dream&lt;br /&gt;'nd it's not easy, to be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up, up and away, away from me well it's all right&lt;br /&gt;You can all sleep sound tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'm not crazy, or anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand to fly, I'm not that naive &lt;br /&gt;Men weren't meant to ride &lt;br /&gt;With clouds between their knees &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only a man in a silly red sheet&lt;br /&gt;Digging for kryptonite on this one way street&lt;br /&gt;Only a man in a funny red sheet&lt;br /&gt;Looking for special things inside of me&lt;br /&gt;Inside of me, Inside 'f me&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, inside 'f me, inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im only a man, in a funny red sheet&lt;br /&gt;Im only a man, looking for a dream&lt;br /&gt;I'm only a man, in a funny red sheet&lt;br /&gt;And its not easy, it''s not easy to be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*TOUCHED* anyways, gotta run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115773771499964302?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115773771499964302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115773771499964302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115773771499964302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115773771499964302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/09/hey-hey-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115763610063521219</id><published>2006-09-07T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:18.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*muttered curses*&lt;br /&gt;Paul is outta SI. Expected it though, but didn't want it to &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; happen. I'll miss his hair, miss his voice, miss his jokes, miss his face. OMG, I'm really gonna miss seeing him on SI luh!&lt;br /&gt;Omg, can't believe it. PAUL OUTTA SINGAPORE IDOL!! Who would've expected that?! Everyone expected him to be in the finals, and some even expected him win. I was in shock man, just shocked. Went crazy with the keyboard a lil. OMG, I bet Janice is sad too. And I guess a lot of you (Paul fans) cried uh?&lt;br /&gt;Two sad things in one week? How worse can a one-week holiday get? First it was Steve Irwin's death, &lt;em&gt;then&lt;/em&gt; this SI thingy... AHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geraldine(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115763610063521219?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115763610063521219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115763610063521219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115763610063521219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115763610063521219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/09/muttered-curses-paul-is-outta-si.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115744511561944360</id><published>2006-09-05T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:18.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi all!&lt;br /&gt;All right, I went to the dentist today. I was told to do so by the school dentist about a month ago to repair my two pathetic already fake front teeth. It was said to be decayed (I took great care of it ok), but then today, the dentist told me it was because my saliva had affected the colour of the fillings.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I trusted the dentist and off he went just repairing my teeth. After a painful 30 minutes or so, I was told it was done. Ok, so excitedly I looked into the mirror offered to me and... guess what? It looks freaking awful!!&lt;br /&gt;For the around 20 to 30 minute ride home, I kept wondering.. Why do I have to fall down 4 years ago and break my then beautiful front teeth? If I haven't, I wouldn't have to spend so much time on it, just making sure it looks good etc. I wouldn't have to feel so sad whenever I look at it. Ok, I'm just depressed over how it looks right now, I guess I need time to "get used to the way it looks"..&lt;br /&gt;I guess you all have heard, and if you haven't you will know. Steve Irwin passed away yesterday (4th September). In case you guys haven't heard of a person call Steve Irwin, you guys have heard of the Best Crocodile Hunter?? Right, right? If you guys haven't, he is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5060/2351/1600/Steve%20Irwin.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5060/2351/320/Steve%20Irwin.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;THIS GUY!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, such a sudden thing. He's such a strong guy. But, what d'you expect? You can &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; predict the future. So, i suggest you guys to cherish you loved ones uh! Before it's too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think I should go cry over the way my teeth looks now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diney.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115744511561944360?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115744511561944360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115744511561944360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115744511561944360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115744511561944360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/09/hi-all-all-right-i-went-to-dentist.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115730016206515495</id><published>2006-09-04T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:17.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's already Monday tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;And I guess you've guessed it, I've not even started on my homework yet!&lt;br /&gt;Never am I going to leave my homework to the last few days this time!&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anymore, I repeat, &lt;u&gt;ANYMORE&lt;/u&gt; panda eyes when I return to school&lt;br /&gt;in term 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess I have loads to rush... But little, compared to others:&lt;br /&gt;# &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;GEOG&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; PROJECT ON VOLCANOES.&lt;br /&gt;# &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;MATH&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; SEPT HOLIDAY HOMEWORK (It's so darn thick!)&lt;br /&gt;# &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;CHINESE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; READ ??? AND STUDY FOR COMING TEST.&lt;br /&gt;# &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;HISTORY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; STUDY FOR UPCOMING TEST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww man, I gotta start planning now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diney(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115730016206515495?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115730016206515495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115730016206515495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115730016206515495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115730016206515495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-already-monday-tomorrow-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115717996572426567</id><published>2006-09-03T05:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:17.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After days of not blogging at all, Ive decided to write something short before leaving for Hiphop class.&lt;br /&gt;Am I too kind or what?&lt;br /&gt;About my previous post, I've not yet decided whether or not should I form a band. Cuz I'll need a lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;2 Guitarist (1st&amp;2nd), Bassist, and a drummerrrr! As for me, you know what I can ONLY do right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, It's the September hols! And I'm only starting to get excited. But the feeling's different, like, not holiday at all.&lt;br /&gt;I might be going back to school during the hols for remedial classes w/ Mr. Mazri! One of my fav t'chers, even tho I'm not chosen.&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna understand Math a li'l more lah. Oh man, I'm still freaking tired, of something I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Arrgghh! *slaps herself*&lt;br /&gt;Are Singaporeans really THAT rude? Like, rude rude. I try to stay polite all the time, well, if I feel like it. But, why are we still&lt;br /&gt;called Ugly Singaporeans?! lol, we are polite enough already I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all those taking their Os and reading my blog, GOOD LUCK! The race is coming to an end! Don't give up! YOU CAN DO IT!&lt;br /&gt;Give it your best shot ;)&lt;br /&gt;(This message is also to SabSab *smiles widely*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding the band thingy, if you want to join hor email me @ geraldine-freak@hotmail.com ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinedine[=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115717996572426567?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115717996572426567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115717996572426567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115717996572426567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115717996572426567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-back-after-days-of-not-blogging-at.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115670456172349019</id><published>2006-08-28T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:17.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>should i?&lt;br /&gt;should i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still considering..&lt;br /&gt;should i form a band??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diney (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115670456172349019?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115670456172349019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115670456172349019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115670456172349019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115670456172349019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/08/should-i-should-i-im-still-considering.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115668310668305824</id><published>2006-08-28T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:16.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've decided, i've decided!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*claps hands together*&lt;br /&gt;i wanna form a band. well, the thought sort of "visited" my brain when my sister mentioned three words "forming a band".&lt;br /&gt;i dunno. life has been pretty boring so yep, i guess it's really FUN if i form a band right right?&lt;br /&gt;doing what i love some more, MUSIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can de-stress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PROBLEM IS...&lt;br /&gt;i dunno how to play ANY instuments leh. so i guess, i can only sing. but my singing sucks leh..&lt;br /&gt;how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any comments??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geraldine(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115668310668305824?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115668310668305824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115668310668305824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115668310668305824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115668310668305824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/08/ive-decided-ive-decided-claps-hands.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115662164513842122</id><published>2006-08-27T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:16.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm talking emo-ish nowadays. what's with me? what's happening to me?&lt;br /&gt;and of course, as each day comes and each day goes, i'm starting to grow tired... of what?&lt;br /&gt;just tired i guess. exhausted. due to all the stress i've been given not on school work but on my behavior and&lt;br /&gt;the reprimanding cuz of misunderstandings not by my parents but by a teacher who has only known me for less than a year.&lt;br /&gt;what the @#%$ is this world turning into?&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can wake up now, from this dream, of this year.&lt;br /&gt;but a part of this year makes me wanna continue this dream, this nightmare (maybe?).&lt;br /&gt;and it's the fantastic and nice people i've met this year. and of course, the drastic change in my attitude.&lt;br /&gt;i hate to say this but, i hate my previous self and i hate some bitches at school and of course some teachers as well.&lt;br /&gt;i know it's bad to hate and i've tried to stop hating but those people are just too... WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;i know i shouldn't write this but i just arrgggghhhhhh!! WAKE UP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when my teacher thinks that i'm late and accuses me of being late and asking for my mum's number etc.&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOT LATE!&lt;br /&gt;i hope she can read this... but a part of me still hope she doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;why am i stuck in between decisions nowadays?&lt;br /&gt;so many many questions kept popping up and yet i still can't find the right answer for THEM.&lt;br /&gt;what the heck, what shall i do. and there goes another question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not depressed or anything. just wanna let go of some frustrations.&lt;br /&gt;i guess there are still some stuck.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT AM I SAYING?&lt;br /&gt;DAMN, another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERALDINE((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115662164513842122?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115662164513842122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115662164513842122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115662164513842122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115662164513842122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-talking-emo-ish-nowadays.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115657471220791769</id><published>2006-08-27T05:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:16.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry for not keeping you guys updated.&lt;br /&gt;My tagboard has been pretty silent as well, so i doubt anyone had came to my blog the past 6 days.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Ill still blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, we had NCC yesterday. Oh man, it was really tiring! Was punished during PT.&lt;br /&gt;And had to do more pumping than usual. Shat, I almost died but tried my best to finish it.&lt;br /&gt;It was the first time I felt like falling out. I thought there wouldnt be a day that I'll have that thought.&lt;br /&gt;The best part is... I survived it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, like any Saturdays... MUSCLE ACHE!!&lt;br /&gt;Help!! Going for dance class later! With the muscle ache! AHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERALDINE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115657471220791769?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115657471220791769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115657471220791769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115657471220791769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115657471220791769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/08/sorry-for-not-keeping-you-guys-updated.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115606241484743598</id><published>2006-08-21T07:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:16.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5060/2351/1600/Teddy%20Geiger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 119px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 78px" height="78" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5060/2351/320/Teddy%20Geiger.jpg" width="162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEDDY GEIGER! I so freaking love his music! So talented...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, I know I haven't been blogging often nowadays. I've been busy, with school, music and extra classes. (?) Anyway, just got some free time to blog while waiting for my sister... Going to the temple after this post. Which means I gotta make this short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta start studying soon! And I definitely &lt;em&gt;must&lt;/em&gt; get all passes and not more than two Cs. Can't give myself too much stress you see. Gotta take small steps, can't aim high now. I'll aim high for next year's streaming examination. Don't wanna end up in the last class, NEVER! I'm really so damn disappointed in myself for the previous å�¬å†™. Yes, you guessed it. I FAILED. Aww man, NO WAY MAN. I forgot to study for it. It was like, all of a sudden... I'll definitely study for Monday's. I wanna get 90 &amp;amp; above!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia You Geraldine!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geraldine :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115606241484743598?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115606241484743598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115606241484743598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115606241484743598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115606241484743598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/08/hi-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115592248234412772</id><published>2006-08-19T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:15.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M FINALLY BACK!&lt;br /&gt;to post up the photos of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j140/dinedean/editedme7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j140/dinedean/editedme7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started zi lian-ing in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j140/dinedean/withsis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j140/dinedean/withsis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before the show(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;during the show...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j140/dinedean/capsisalxandme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j140/dinedean/capsisalxandme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat down during the show, with the white caps((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j140/dinedean/ALFRED2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j140/dinedean/ALFRED2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who's that? so familiar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j140/dinedean/ALFRED3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j140/dinedean/ALFRED3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haah! it's alfred. peiling took it. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j140/dinedean/ALFRED.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j140/dinedean/ALFRED.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more alfred..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j140/dinedean/GLAMOURSANDMILK3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j140/dinedean/GLAMOURSANDMILK3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glamours &amp; Milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j140/dinedean/IMGP1297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j140/dinedean/IMGP1297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost Soldiers and SOUL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired.. so just one last photo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j140/dinedean/IMGP1315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j140/dinedean/IMGP1315.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope this will not be the last time we're meeting!&lt;br /&gt;miss you guys a lot!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are not all the photos.&lt;br /&gt;post them up only IF i'm free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geraldine(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115592248234412772?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115592248234412772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115592248234412772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115592248234412772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115592248234412772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-finally-back-to-post-up-photos-of.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115573294980324056</id><published>2006-08-17T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:15.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>checked my johari window just now..&lt;br /&gt;wonder who "friend" is... tag me if you read this(:&lt;br /&gt;anyway, gotta study for geography. shit.&lt;br /&gt;busy..&lt;br /&gt;tests..&lt;br /&gt;homework..&lt;br /&gt;reprimandings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAVE ME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115573294980324056?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115573294980324056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115573294980324056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115573294980324056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115573294980324056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/08/checked-my-johari-window-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115566238417417364</id><published>2006-08-16T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:14.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm rushing last minute homework once again.&lt;br /&gt;it happens all the time.&lt;br /&gt;i've been feeling unwell all day..&lt;br /&gt;until when i decided not to go to school tomorrow (which was like minutes ago),&lt;br /&gt;i recovered and become well again. what the heck!&lt;br /&gt;i've been so unlucky these few days. have i stepped on dog poop or anything?&lt;br /&gt;why those bad luck?!&lt;br /&gt;'miss soh is sure gonna suspect that i played truant or something,' i thought just now.&lt;br /&gt;and almost immediately, i typed out a parent letter for my daddy to hand in to miss soh (daddy was busy).&lt;br /&gt;was just about to print it when... i found out... that... I WENT OUT OF A4 SIZED PAPER!&lt;br /&gt;gotta get some! BUT HOW AM I GONNA PRINT MY LETTA?!&lt;br /&gt;need to ask daddy to write i guess. or borrow from my godpapa or something.&lt;br /&gt;can't go to school WITHOUT the freaking letter!! NEVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;checked my timetable, gonna have chinese.&lt;br /&gt;*turns head away and vomits blood*&lt;br /&gt;which means, more reprimandings from you-know-who.&lt;br /&gt;i need a break! a really long one!&lt;br /&gt;from that b**** that always tell me off for being late when i'm not even late!&lt;br /&gt;just arrive in school a few seconds after the second bell.&lt;br /&gt;is that considered LATE?! my name is not even recorded pls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to wear my councillor badge.&lt;br /&gt;i'm shocked soh even chose me to be one.&lt;br /&gt;need to behave well in front or HER to get extra cca points&lt;br /&gt;for my 'O's. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEED TO RUSH MY ä¹ å­— NOW!&lt;br /&gt;AWW MAN. SO UNLUCKY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERALdINE&lt;br /&gt;(ps: gonna post the photos taken on 5th aug up tomorrow!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115566238417417364?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115566238417417364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115566238417417364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115566238417417364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115566238417417364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-rushing-last-minute-homework-once.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115557084049803830</id><published>2006-08-15T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:14.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went back to school today. heh, school today was fun!&lt;br /&gt;did what i always do. hahah. listen in class duh!&lt;br /&gt;i don't care! i'm must must pass my exams! i wanna study study now!! &lt;br /&gt;i'm slightly "stressed" now. cuz of tests and stuff. &lt;br /&gt;so yep, i'll be blogging less...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was weird cuz school wasn't as FUN as i've said just now.&lt;br /&gt;just thought it was....&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's gonna be worse!!&lt;br /&gt;got freaking short fringe now! *cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERALDINE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115557084049803830?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115557084049803830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115557084049803830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115557084049803830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115557084049803830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/08/went-back-to-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115528150725150354</id><published>2006-08-12T06:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:14.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feeling kinda unwell..&lt;br /&gt;so, cuz of that, didn't go for ncc.&lt;br /&gt;feeling so cold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to take a rest just now, but wasn't feeling tired.&lt;br /&gt;mummy's not home yet. arrghh, wanted to give her a call but didn't wanna make her worry. sab will be home any time now.. for her tuition..&lt;br /&gt;i'm just like sitting helplessly on the chair and waiting for someone to save me...&lt;br /&gt;i'm hungry, i WAS bloated. didn't wanna eat no matter how much my friends ate.&lt;br /&gt;but then, as i was waiting for the bus, i felt weak. yes, W-E-A-K like i'll never stand up again.&lt;br /&gt;of course, i managed to board the bus when it arrived at the bus-stop.&lt;br /&gt;i scanned my card and walked toward a seat. when i sat down, i felt GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;the air-corn was just above me. and the cool air blew towards my fringe and i sat, looking down at my clothes cover.&lt;br /&gt;the cool wind really helped me a LOT. the cool wind not only did helped make my fringe softer, it did help make me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;i managed to walk home with not much staggering. i didn't really stagger, just almost did.&lt;br /&gt;finally arrived home. and felt unwell again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT AN UNLUCKY DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gera|dine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115528150725150354?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115528150725150354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115528150725150354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115528150725150354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115528150725150354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/08/feeling-kinda-unwell.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115520607867068001</id><published>2006-08-11T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:14.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess it's back to boring life once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year had been a really fun year for me.&lt;br /&gt;after all the tears that had been lost,&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day,&lt;br /&gt;i find myself fortunate to have been &lt;br /&gt;born into such a great family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came across this article about this young woman&lt;br /&gt;in her thirties that almost gave up her life for her unborn baby.&lt;br /&gt;and yep, mothers are the best in this world.&lt;br /&gt;love your mummy before you can never love her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;don't dislike her just because she cares too much about what you do.&lt;br /&gt;cuz it's a part of what she call LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;don't dislike her because she always scold you.&lt;br /&gt;that's a part of what she call CARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummies are the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you mummy. (:&lt;br /&gt;GERALDINE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115520607867068001?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115520607867068001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115520607867068001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115520607867068001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115520607867068001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-guess-its-back-to-boring-life-once.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115519746066569653</id><published>2006-08-11T07:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:13.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*THUNDER ROARS*&lt;br /&gt;*SCREAMS!* NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS NOT TRUE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just heard something really shocking.&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe it's true!&lt;br /&gt;shit! no! AAAAHHHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;tell me it's not true!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's nothing big though.&lt;br /&gt;just shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERALDINE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115519746066569653?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115519746066569653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115519746066569653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115519746066569653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115519746066569653'/><link 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only got the chance to the top 2 (against lost soldiers)&lt;br /&gt;because they got 1% more votes than Lucify.&lt;br /&gt;what kinda news is that?&lt;br /&gt;if you did pay attention during the finals on saturday,&lt;br /&gt;Lost Soldiers had the highest votes for the first two times&lt;br /&gt;that was shown and SOUL got the highest votes for the third time&lt;br /&gt;before the results were announced that Lucify and J3 didn't make it.&lt;br /&gt;although i'm sad that Lucify was eliminated,&lt;br /&gt;i can't stand &lt;strong&gt;NEWSPAPERS&lt;/strong&gt; lying about such things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know you guys must think that i'm just posting this cuz&lt;br /&gt;SOUL is my fav superband.&lt;br /&gt;but aunty cindy told me something i didn't expect, &lt;br /&gt;(and couldn't believe was true)&lt;br /&gt;so, that's why i know a little more than you guys do&lt;br /&gt;about the superband finals.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deendeen ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115501925832748143?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115501925832748143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115501925832748143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115501925832748143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115501925832748143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-remembered-something-and-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115486454041807385</id><published>2006-08-07T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:13.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so freaking furious at those people.&lt;br /&gt;they planned the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;they just want money...&lt;br /&gt;little did they know that one of them would betray.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really fun going to expo and enjoying the "high" feeling.&lt;br /&gt;my troubles had floated off my mind.&lt;br /&gt;but after that, it's back to studies and stress again..&lt;br /&gt;well, mi lu bing was the winner.&lt;br /&gt;i don't really care if SOUL wins or not.&lt;br /&gt;cuz any bands that had the privilege &lt;br /&gt;to perform on the final stage is a winner,&lt;br /&gt;as a contestant that is.&lt;br /&gt;i know the results before the finals even started actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yep, something that really made my mouth open agape is that...&lt;br /&gt;a girl that once snatched my seat in mediacorp pretended to know renfred.&lt;br /&gt;how stupid is she to do that.&lt;br /&gt;i don't even care though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so stressed right now.&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's just the "down" part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;i feel that everything is against me.&lt;br /&gt;and bitches giving attitudes and all.&lt;br /&gt;i don't freaking care about them actually.&lt;br /&gt;but, i just like to blog about them.&lt;br /&gt;and still, twits are living around me.&lt;br /&gt;they're surrounding me.&lt;br /&gt;i could type "euu" on my msn contact &lt;br /&gt;and more than two persons' contact would pop up.&lt;br /&gt;why don't these people realise that they are just making &lt;br /&gt;themselves appear bimbo-ish?&lt;br /&gt;i simply hate making friends with people like THAT.&lt;br /&gt;cuz people might just think i type like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still hating twits..&lt;br /&gt;will never like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERALDINE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115486454041807385?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115486454041807385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115486454041807385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115486454041807385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115486454041807385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-so-freaking-furious-at-those-people.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115474818086499313</id><published>2006-08-06T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:13.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FINALLY! an update after so many days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had ncc yesterday.. it was o-k.. &lt;br /&gt;just like any other trainings except we played capton ball for PT.&lt;br /&gt;we learnt new drills. it was fun, fun!&lt;br /&gt;ate durians at godmama's house.&lt;br /&gt;it was nice(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to singapore expo later for the finals.&lt;br /&gt;ahh, feeling nervous for them.&lt;br /&gt;they'll win, cuz i'll vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh~~ whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting lazy to blog nowadays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERALDINE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115474818086499313?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115474818086499313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115474818086499313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115474818086499313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115474818086499313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/08/finally-update-after-so-many-days-had.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115442905241928890</id><published>2006-08-02T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:12.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's the first day of the month of August today!!&lt;br /&gt;but still, there's not change in my life.&lt;br /&gt;my life is still very tiring, very stressed but still,&lt;br /&gt;full of laughter and screams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to study very very hard now.&lt;br /&gt;i scored B3 for math!&lt;br /&gt;what the hell! it's so pathetic kay!&lt;br /&gt;i can't face my friends now..&lt;br /&gt;such a pathetic grade.&lt;br /&gt;i'll study harder than i did for the next class test!&lt;br /&gt;trust me! i will!!!&lt;br /&gt;i sort of didn't study for this one..&lt;br /&gt;GERALDINE, GERALDINE, GO! GO! GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting lazy to blog..&lt;br /&gt;sorry to bore you with this pathetic post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERALDINE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115442905241928890?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115442905241928890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115442905241928890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115442905241928890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115442905241928890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-first-day-of-month-of-august-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115431178208803404</id><published>2006-08-01T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:12.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yoyoyo!&lt;br /&gt;in school now.. having science lesson.. it's so freaking boring!&lt;br /&gt;mr. squidward just went out to get something.&lt;br /&gt;i apologise for sounding so "violent" and rude in my previous entry.&lt;br /&gt;just couldn't stand some people in school.&lt;br /&gt;but i wasn't angry or anything.&lt;br /&gt;just sounded angry but i was actually feeling quite ok.&lt;br /&gt;you know the usual "bad" feelings that only lasts for like 3 seconds?&lt;br /&gt;then it's gone. yes, that's the culprit yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i think i'd better go listen to some online lesson mr. squidward is nagging about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au Revoir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERAL-deen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115431178208803404?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115431178208803404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115431178208803404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115431178208803404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115431178208803404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/07/yoyoyo-in-school-now.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115424016663784879</id><published>2006-07-30T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:12.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my freaking gosh!&lt;br /&gt;firstly, i wanna say, i don't care if she hates me.&lt;br /&gt;and i don't give a damn if anyone hates me.&lt;br /&gt;cuz it's them, not me.&lt;br /&gt;they are wasting the energy to hate me,&lt;br /&gt;but it means nothing to me.&lt;br /&gt;not my energy, not my life.&lt;br /&gt;so yep, i don't even care if that particular person walks past me&lt;br /&gt;and said yucks or make any foul remarks.&lt;br /&gt;cuz again, I DON'T CARE.&lt;br /&gt;not like it's my business or anything.&lt;br /&gt;i don't like to be as childish as some people can be.&lt;br /&gt;so i don't listen to childish remarks made about me.&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least, i do not have attitude problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if someone that hates me happens to read this,&lt;br /&gt;and decided to start doing this to my sister instead, go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;my sister don't entertain "low-class" people.&lt;br /&gt;she don't even treat YOU as her friend or some one in her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as for me, you are a friend of my friend(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i have my reason for posting this,&lt;br /&gt;i know i sounded angry but i'm not really angry.&lt;br /&gt;just trying to stop those rubbish talks daily.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GERAL&lt;/span&gt;.forgive me for posting this really unpleasant post.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115424016663784879?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115424016663784879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115424016663784879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115424016663784879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115424016663784879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-my-freaking-gosh-firstly-i-wanna.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115414254614346592</id><published>2006-07-30T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:11.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know it's rare to see me blogging at this time of the day but...&lt;br /&gt;i woke up early, what can i do?&lt;br /&gt;my tv is on and i'm in the computer room,&lt;br /&gt;trying hard to hear what's on tv.&lt;br /&gt;waiting for a show to start at 10.&lt;br /&gt;a few more minutes to go!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's science test was quite okay,&lt;br /&gt;considering that i forgot to study the day before.&lt;br /&gt;but some questions are difficult, some are ok.&lt;br /&gt;overall = fail or just pass&lt;br /&gt;cuz it happens all the time.&lt;br /&gt;it's either careless mistakes or i got the formulas wrong.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, why can't i just get the highest in class again, after the english paper this year.&lt;br /&gt;i guess, i'll blog again later in the noon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au Revoir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERALDEEN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115414254614346592?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115414254614346592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115414254614346592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115414254614346592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115414254614346592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-know-its-rare-to-see-me-blogging-at.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115392840978522565</id><published>2006-07-27T14:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:11.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it has been a really brain-frying day for me!&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, here's why i'm here:&lt;br /&gt;to clear some stupid things spreading around and to make some FINAL decisions.&lt;br /&gt;but before that.. let's blog 'bout the day.. really short.&lt;br /&gt;chinese test paper was all right.. as per normal, cloze passage was EXTREMELY difficult.&lt;br /&gt;other than that, the others was easayye!&lt;br /&gt;math paper was EASAAAAAYYEE!!&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe it! i actually felt really happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;cuz it was toooo easy.&lt;br /&gt;but i think i'll either fail or just pass.&lt;br /&gt;probably like around 21/40??&lt;br /&gt;it happens all the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, the clearings...&lt;br /&gt;what's on my profile is really clear. I'M ANTI-HATE.&lt;br /&gt;i try not to hate anyone. so, i tend to control myself.&lt;br /&gt;i don't badmouth people behind their backs.&lt;br /&gt;decisions?&lt;br /&gt;I'VE DECIDED to stop being ther person i'm not and start trying to be myself from tomorrow onwards.&lt;br /&gt;and also, to study hard. i wanna get A1 for my english, chinese, math and science. the rest A2 or B3.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want any Ds!&lt;br /&gt;so friends, please help me with this... i will be acting nerdish for the next few months.&lt;br /&gt;sorry!! please don't find it weird or anything. it's just cuz of my results last semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall not drag the nightmare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERALDeen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115392840978522565?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115392840978522565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115392840978522565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115392840978522565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115392840978522565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/07/it-has-been-really-brain-frying-day_26.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115384141456405276</id><published>2006-07-26T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:11.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>decided to blog.. so that i can destress a lil.&lt;br /&gt;been having a lot of stress lately. homework stress! (duh.)&lt;br /&gt;homework seems to be piling up. omg~ not again!&lt;br /&gt;and there's math level wide test + mother-tongue CA2 tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;and science on friday.. aww man! tests, tests, tests...&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lemme blog about saturday...&lt;br /&gt;went for LC flying (as mentioned, check previous posts.)&lt;br /&gt;saw some idiotic faces there but... it turned out to be quite OK.&lt;br /&gt;after that was the hiphop class.&lt;br /&gt;my instructor, hamza (dunno how to spell) decided to call me "babygirl" instead of "secondary girl"..&lt;br /&gt;hahah~ love that instructor! he's so nice!!&lt;br /&gt;did crunches. omg~ so tiring.. i'm aching all over!&lt;br /&gt;after the class, sab, me and hidaya went to the gym..&lt;br /&gt;lost some fats that wasn't meant to be lost.&lt;br /&gt;so, to "gain" back those losts fats, i decided to buy an ice-cream from MAC on my way home.&lt;br /&gt;sab the sis told me she heard it was made of animal fats. cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;you think it's true?&lt;br /&gt;well, happy thinking, cuz i'm going to study now~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the short post (:&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, before you guys start to miss me, here's a lil pic that i made while i was bored just now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j140/dinedean/Untitled-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j140/dinedean/Untitled-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERAL.deen (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115384141456405276?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115384141456405276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115384141456405276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115384141456405276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115384141456405276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/07/decided-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115348653015410696</id><published>2006-07-22T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:11.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so freaking tired.&lt;br /&gt;my energy level is like only 3%.&lt;br /&gt;i can't move, my feets are feeling tired.&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling so hot right now.&lt;br /&gt;but... it was worth the tiredness.&lt;br /&gt;NCC was so fun today!&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;i dropped my phone on the way home just now.&lt;br /&gt;a button at the side came off.&lt;br /&gt;and there are scratches!!&lt;br /&gt;no!! my "husband".&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sad right now...&lt;br /&gt;my phone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh~ nvm.&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling so freaking bad now.&lt;br /&gt;in a kinda bad mood right now..&lt;br /&gt;cuz of my phone..&lt;br /&gt;but still, i'm feeling really excited about tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;LC flying! yay!!&lt;br /&gt;i didn't go for last week's.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm going this week instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, seems like i'm back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;yay! high-five!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww man~ no superband this saturday...&lt;br /&gt;it's just a bad WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dEEn.iE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115348653015410696?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115348653015410696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115348653015410696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115348653015410696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115348653015410696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-so-freaking-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115306335674021766</id><published>2006-07-17T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:10.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so tired right now! just arrived home.. &lt;br /&gt;my ears are aching after hearing all that screaming, &lt;br /&gt;that lady speaking and nuinai and jeff talking.&lt;br /&gt;finally arrived home!&lt;br /&gt;well, the 2 best ones are always SOUL and Lost Soilders.&lt;br /&gt;it never changes.&lt;br /&gt;Lucify did quite well with the fast song.&lt;br /&gt;i got pretty high =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, HOMEWORK!!&lt;br /&gt;let me list them out.. not a lot though.&lt;br /&gt;1. SCIENCE - some filter thingy &amp; some worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;2. CHINESE - online "cen yu" searching &amp; "cen yu" worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;3. D&amp;T - late homework.&lt;br /&gt;4. Geography - workbook.&lt;br /&gt;5. MATH - peer tutoring worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;6. English - reader's digest worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo~ now that i've listed them out, it's A LOT of homework!&lt;br /&gt;to reduce the stress, let's strike off some homework that i don't have to hand in tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;1. SCIENCE - some filter thingy &amp; 1 page worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;2. CHINESE - online "cen yu" searching &amp; "cen yu" worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;s&gt;D&amp;T - late homework.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;s&gt;Geography - workbook.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. MATH - peer tutoring worksheet &amp; another worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;6. English - reader's digest worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's still a lot! i guess i'd better start doing!&lt;br /&gt;takecare everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.dd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115306335674021766?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115306335674021766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115306335674021766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115306335674021766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115306335674021766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-so-tired-right-now-just-arrived.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115297441170174819</id><published>2006-07-16T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:10.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoho! i'm back to update!&lt;br /&gt;the dance class was grrreat!&lt;br /&gt;really love the techniques and all.&lt;br /&gt;had fun this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, we learnt the wAvE~~&lt;br /&gt;we learnt a new choreography which means...&lt;br /&gt;MORE PRACTICE!!&lt;br /&gt;it's a dance to a japanese song.&lt;br /&gt;was so stressed when the instuctor was teaching.&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't dance well...&lt;br /&gt;got all the steps mixed up. lols~&lt;br /&gt;but at the end of the day, i got it.&lt;br /&gt;lols! three cheers for deen!&lt;br /&gt;but i still don't know the ending part.&lt;br /&gt;the 10th step? lols~&lt;br /&gt;nevermind~ i'll get it right!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;geraldine! geraldine! go! go! go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115297441170174819?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115297441170174819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115297441170174819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115297441170174819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115297441170174819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/07/hoho-im-back-to-update-dance-class-was.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115294726160064874</id><published>2006-07-16T06:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:10.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh! i'm back to update! it's gonna be a short one cuz i'm going for dance class later.&lt;br /&gt;hope you guys been missin' me while i was away.&lt;br /&gt;right now, i'm feeling bad.&lt;br /&gt;i fell down from the monkey bar yesterday during ncc training.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't feel a thing until salina told me about it.&lt;br /&gt;was quite painful while putting on the plaster and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;but after that, i felt nothing. until...&lt;br /&gt;after my bath! when i felt like so pain..&lt;br /&gt;and then i looked at the wound and...&lt;br /&gt;eww! it's so disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;there are cuts and beside the cuts the skins are slightly "peeled" off.&lt;br /&gt;and it's red all over.&lt;br /&gt;poor knee. had to disinfect it before i go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;i put a plaster jut to "prevent pain".&lt;br /&gt;but instead, it cause itching to my wound.&lt;br /&gt;was so irritated i tore it out and threw it away.&lt;br /&gt;had an incommodious time trying to sleep last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok! it's 3pm already!! gotta get ready!&lt;br /&gt;blog when i'm back!&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck&lt;br /&gt;buh-bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.deen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115294726160064874?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115294726160064874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115294726160064874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115294726160064874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115294726160064874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/07/ahh-im-back-to-update-its-gonna-be.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115279018989977202</id><published>2006-07-14T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:10.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been busy with school and stuff for the past few days and didn't manage to find time to update.&lt;br /&gt;but yep, got some free time today (cos i came home early) and decided to blog a lil about my day in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't like any other days at school today. my day was a really bad one. &lt;br /&gt;i almost doze off in class, didn't do well (as i expected) for ting xie, didn't pass up my assignment, having people starring at me like i'm a freak (well i am, figuratively). &lt;br /&gt;what else is coming next?&lt;br /&gt;i think life has to go on even though it's a sucky one.&lt;br /&gt;God gave me a chance to live, i must cherish the chance and make full use of my life.&lt;br /&gt;ok, enough crapping already geraldine!&lt;br /&gt;couldn't pay attention during history, almost fall asleep. &lt;br /&gt;i guess i ran outta energy.&lt;br /&gt;stayed up late almost every single weekday since school opened! how can i &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; be tired?&lt;br /&gt;i wish i can have the courage to stand up during assembly one day and shout:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"STUDENTS ARE HUMANS, NOT MACHINES. THEY NEED REST TOO!!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in order to stop having "sleepy days" at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so, so addicted to the Romeo and Juliet soundtrack! especially "Love Theme" ! &lt;br /&gt;i've been listening to it over and over and am not sick of it yet!&lt;br /&gt;amazing eh? anyways, just found out i've been acting pretty lame lately.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not being myself. i wanna be me, the only me in myself.&lt;br /&gt;the me in my soul, in my heart in my body in my mind. but i just can't.&lt;br /&gt;the moment i step into school, my mind changes and decides to act differently.&lt;br /&gt;as the "me" that i hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's NCC tomorrow! arghh! &lt;br /&gt;i wanna go to the gym with sab!&lt;br /&gt;and there's the flying thing on saturday and i have to be in school at 8.30 am!&lt;br /&gt;after that, i've got dance class at 4 pm sharp!&lt;br /&gt;and after that (MAYBE), i'll be going for superband!&lt;br /&gt;i guess i can't rest, for there's just too many things for me to do.&lt;br /&gt;from now onwards, i can only rest on sundays.&lt;br /&gt;what kinda world is this?!&lt;br /&gt;the world is too fast-moving.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm slow, very slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone please save me,&lt;br /&gt;please help me.&lt;br /&gt;please set me free.&lt;br /&gt;so that i can breathe again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geral.dine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115279018989977202?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115279018989977202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115279018989977202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115279018989977202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115279018989977202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/07/ive-been-busy-with-school-and-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115245976581423358</id><published>2006-07-10T14:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:09.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SINGAPORE TEENAGERS ARE OUT OF CONTROL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the recent news about a video of a teenage fight. look at how pathetic the victim is, just lying on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that's not gonna be the subject of what i'm gonna blog about today. i have a sudden increase in amount of friends deciding to quit school, join gangs and stuff. i find male teenagers these days "act cool". they tend to think that life suck and there's no one to love them and care for them and they like to waste time on unnecessary stuff and live life in a unhealthy way. i had to spend most of my weekends telling them the right thing to do but they wouldn't listen. so i guess letting them "fall" from their mistakes is the best way to handle this problem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what if blood is shed during this journey? what if they don't fall from this big mistake? questions are asked and brains are fried. 'ok, parents are the cause of these things,' people say. but we can't put the blame entirely on the parents. there must be a problem with the child. does joining gangs bring happiness? everyone has the answer to it and it's &lt;i&gt;no.&lt;/i&gt; only idiots tend to think that way. no offence though. but i find that those that join gangs tend to leave after a few months. how stupid! parents should wear uniforms and study in secondary schools and suddenly find out about how much things have changed. guys are such fools right now, walking with their hands swinging here and there, having numeral earholes... what are earholes for? to put on nice dangling earrings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, IF YOU WANNA BE COOL, LET IT BE NATURAL. I DON'T GET WHAT THE HECK PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO EXPRESS WHILE THEY TALK LOUDLY. I FIND THEM REALLY DISGUSTING AND OILY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall end my post here. while praying that a higher class Singapore will come our way! i'm not saying Singapore is low class. i know some of you know what i mean ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERALDINE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115245976581423358?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115245976581423358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115245976581423358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115245976581423358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115245976581423358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/07/singapore-teenagers-are-out-of-control_09.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115238640162179150</id><published>2006-07-09T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:09.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as many of you had realized, i've stopped putting the password access thingie. that's because i've heard from someone that by putting the password html, you might get your entire blog deleted from blogger. just in case it's true, i decided i should stop putting the html. there are other reasons why i think i should stop.&lt;br /&gt;firstly, as i've said, just in case the html is "cursed" it might cause your blog to be deleted from blogger. and also, my friends can also easily read my blog. thirdly, my friends can know more about me, etc etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;all right, i shall stop the password html thingie here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, what shall i write about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=15&gt;oh yes!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went for the hip-hop class i've signed up earlier on. hmm, i shall let you guess how it went...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was FUN! it was really, really fun. my instructor, i forgot his name, was really nice. he taught us and we danced pretty well and what's most important, learnt fast as well. he choreographed a dance and taught us how to do the steps. still can't do it nicely though. but IMPROVING! sabb and me went home right after that to get ready for superband. the show was ok. uncle jimmy told my daddy renfred will be acting in some show on channel 8 after his 'O's. kinda funny show.. look out for it! i think it should be showing around next year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawns* i'm so tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOTE FOR SUPERBAND SOUL!! CALL 1900 112 3305 or SMS B5 to 71199! thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERALDINE..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115238640162179150?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115238640162179150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115238640162179150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115238640162179150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115238640162179150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/07/as-many-of-you-had-realized-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115228775092805933</id><published>2006-07-08T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:09.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had sudden thoughts of changing my blog nowadays. haah! i guess i will, but not today.&lt;br /&gt;i encourage(i guess "demand" will be the better word) you guys to NOT read the archives.&lt;br /&gt;my previous posts are really childish. i curse, crap and stuff. so please, do not read it.&lt;br /&gt;had the marksmanship thingy yesterday, I FAILED!! NO!! BY ONE FREAKKKKKKKKIIINGGGGG ROUND!! NO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, GTG. BYEBYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERALDINE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115228775092805933?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115228775092805933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115228775092805933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115228775092805933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115228775092805933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/07/had-sudden-thoughts-of-changing-my.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115194728320265004</id><published>2006-07-04T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:08.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tomorrow's timetable is gonna be so free, yay! first it's D&amp;T for 2 hours, then it's pe, then recess. after that is math, then cme, then IDPW and... END OF DAY! yay! it's gonna be like so free tomorrow that i'm gonna have a lot of energy to focus on my undone homework in the afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! è¿·è·¯å…µ got back into the competition! i was like praying so hard for them to get back in. they made use of that one week and made full use of their chance on stage and performed well to get back into the competition. i can't deny that MOST of the bands in the revival round tonight are good though. but è¿·è·¯å…µ is still the best! (but SOUL's better)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been becoming more and more lazy to blog.. cuz of the lack of things happening in my life i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i think i'll end here tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERALDINE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115194728320265004?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115194728320265004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115194728320265004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115194728320265004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115194728320265004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/07/tomorrows-timetable-is-gonna-be-so.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115194748283996902</id><published>2006-07-03T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:09.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tomorrow's timetable is gonna be so free, yay! first it's D&amp;T for 2 hours, then it's pe, then recess. after that is math, then cme, then IDPW and... END OF DAY! yay! it's gonna be like so free tomorrow that i'm gonna have a lot of energy to focus on my undone homework in the afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! è¿·è·¯å…µ got back into the competition! i was like praying so hard for them to get back in. they made use of that one week and made full use of their chance on stage and performed well to get back into the competition. i can't deny that MOST of the bands in the revival round tonight are good though. but è¿·è·¯å…µ is still the best! (but SOUL's better)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been becoming more and more lazy to blog.. cuz of the lack of things happening in my life i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i think i'll end here tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERALDINE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115194748283996902?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115194748283996902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115194748283996902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115194748283996902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115194748283996902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/07/tomorrows-timetable-is-gonna-be-so_03.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115177875681075016</id><published>2006-07-02T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:08.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was just being shouted at for playing the comp. i was at my aunt's house sitting, just sitting and staring into space. everyone must be thinking i'm watching my cousin play his game but no, i'm just staring into space, hoping that the minute hand of the clock would tick just a little faster so that i can go home and blog. yep, that was what is on my mind almost the whole time. i wanted to go home to concentrate and read my book. or even just drink more water and sit down straight. but my sister at the other side of the sofa is not allowing me to do so. she's moving from left to right, clearly uncomfortable at the way she's sitting. and i'm at the other side of the sofa, almost busy stretching cuz of the many times she had moved. and now finally, when i'm allowed to be back home, i went to the computer and switched it on, waited for it to load and started blogging... but then, someone (not gonna say who) came in and talked (loudly) asking me to let him/her use the computer. i admit he/she haven't used the comp today but why can't he/she just swallow the words and let me get done with blogging? arrgghh~ he/she will never change, never will i dream of changing him/her. cuz if he/she really change, the world will be upside down. but i really hope he/she will.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, just in case some of your are curious, I'M FINE((:&lt;br /&gt;gotta go get water... my throat is damn dry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geraldine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115177875681075016?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115177875681075016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115177875681075016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115177875681075016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115177875681075016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-was-just-being-shouted-at-for.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115167177195791388</id><published>2006-07-01T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:08.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i notice i've not been blogging often these few days. i don't think it's a MUST to blog everyday just for the sake of letting people know more about you. i think that we can actually blog less and still let others know more about you. just write a long post each time. it saves time and effort. all right! so, about today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's such a tiring day! had to wear the ncc uniform all around school today. cuz it's ncc day tomorrow and since it's on a saturday, we are celebrating it in school today. i bunned up my hair early in the morning when it's still wet. yes, literally. i woke up half and hour late at 630 am today and did not manage to arrive in school at 7 am SHARP. hahah, so, i arrived at 7.30 am. the morning assembly was really long, had to stand and not fidget for almost an hour. i almost fainted, thank god i didn't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just did some blog-hopping around. found out that there are a lot of bloggers with good writing skills and also found out that my writing skills suck. ahh~ GERALDINE!! WRITE BETTER UPDATES!! YOUR UPDATES ARE BOR-ING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geraldine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115167177195791388?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115167177195791388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115167177195791388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115167177195791388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115167177195791388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-notice-ive-not-been-blogging-often.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115142348253094482</id><published>2006-06-28T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:08.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woohoo~ finally! a new keyboard! thanks to my godpapa! thank you! anyway, i'm here to blog about yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the firrrrrrrst day of school yesterday! went back to school. oh man, i was so damn excited! so, went back to school yesterday... before that, i woke up extra early just to get ready. called simin to meet at the station. huijia wanted to meet last minute too. hah! so we went to school together and... found out that simin cut her hair. the first period of the day, found out that we changed our math teacher. i was quite happy about it. mr mazri! mwuahahahah, compared to mr phua's teaching... =x change topic! erm... so after math, found out that it was pe. gahh!! miss pek changed a lot. from fierce to act cute. omg! she was like trying to be funny all throughout pe. oh please! it just seems to weird to be looking at the act cute miss pek. hahah. had our napha thingies after that. omg, had to face my greatest fear, STANDING BROAD JUMP!! did a 130. i cheated. =x don't tell anyone! after that was chinese. omg, i had no break until an hour later... it was RECESS!! RECESS!! i only consumed a bottle of green tea... oh yes, changed science teacher. i prefer mr yosef. hahah... anyway, what's the most shocking thing of my life is...&lt;br /&gt;lost soldiers was eliminated yesterday!! the final two was SOUL and lost soldiers. i prayed for SOUL to get in cuz they've been my favorite since before the competition... but, i have nothing to be sad of. there's another revival round!! yay!! hahah! SOUL was like so, so, so, so, so, so, so, damn good. but not the best they've done. but... there's a revival round next week which means, NOT GOING TO MDC ON SATURDAY! that's sad... but i have to attend some syf thingy on that same day. shat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERALDINE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115142348253094482?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115142348253094482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115142348253094482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115142348253094482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115142348253094482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/06/woohoo-finally-new-keyboard-thanks-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115113943923044732</id><published>2006-06-25T07:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:08.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I HAVE BEEN TAGGED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golden Rules:&lt;br /&gt;[x] Do the following WITHOUT complaint.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Choose 5 person to do this after you completed yours.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Leave a tag on the person's tagboard to say he/she have been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Start your post with "I have been tagged!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your 10 Favourites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; Favourite Colours&lt;br /&gt;ORANGE;RED;PINK;BLACK(ALTHOUGH IT'S NOT CONSIDERED A COLOUR.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; Favourite Food&lt;br /&gt;MUMMY'S COOKING!;JAPANESE FOOD;WESTERN FOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; Favourite Song&lt;br /&gt;ALMOST EVERYTHING THAT I'M LISTENING EVERYDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; Favourite Season&lt;br /&gt;SUMMER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; Favourite Day of the week&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY;FRIDAY;SATURDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; Favourite Ice-cream Flavour&lt;br /&gt;MINT;CHOC CHIPS;CHOC;VANILLA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; Favourite Book&lt;br /&gt;DA VINCI CODE!;SERIES OF UNFORTUNATE EVENTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; Favourite anime/cartoon&lt;br /&gt;POOH!!&amp;MICKEY MOUSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; Current mood&lt;br /&gt;NOT VERY HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; Current clothes&lt;br /&gt;HOME CLOTHES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; Current desktop&lt;br /&gt;SAMSUNG COMP??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; Current Toe-nail colour&lt;br /&gt;NORMAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; Current Time&lt;br /&gt;4.26PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; Current Annoyance(s)&lt;br /&gt;KEYBOARD ON HOLIDAY&amp;I HAVE NO MORE SAVINGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; Current thought&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA START DANCING LESSONS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; Current boyfriend/ girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;NONE(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; Current book you are reading&lt;br /&gt;'TOTTO-CHAN The Little Girl at the Window' BY TETSUKO KUROYANAGI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;â—¦ 8 Firsts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; First Best Friend&lt;br /&gt;SHI MEI, OR IS IT SI MEI?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; First Crush&lt;br /&gt;SHH~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; First Movie&lt;br /&gt;LION KING. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; First Piercing&lt;br /&gt;EARLY THIS YEAR, MARCH 18TH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; First Lie&lt;br /&gt;FORGOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; First Music&lt;br /&gt;BEETHOVEN'S FUR ELISE(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;First Car&lt;br /&gt;TOO YOUNG, I'M ONLY 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; First Handphone&lt;br /&gt;PRIMARY THREE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lasts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; Last Cigarette&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T SMOKE(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; Last Drink&lt;br /&gt;THE DROP OF MINERAL WATER I JUST SWALLOWED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; Last Car Ride&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; Last Crush&lt;br /&gt;SHH~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; Last Phone Call&lt;br /&gt;MY GODMUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; Last CD played&lt;br /&gt;SOME STUPID BURNT CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;â—¦ Have you evers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; Have you ever dated one of your best friends&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; Have you ever broken the law&lt;br /&gt;YEP; I BROUGHT GUMS INTO SINGAPORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; Have ever been arrested&lt;br /&gt;NOPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; Have you ever been on TV&lt;br /&gt;YEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; Have you ever kissed someone u didnt know&lt;br /&gt;NOPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3things you are wearing &lt;br /&gt;SHIRT;SHORTS;GLASSES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 things you've done today&lt;br /&gt;BREATHE;BLINK;TALK;LAUGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Things you can hear right now&lt;br /&gt;DA CHANGJIN MUSIC COMING FROM THE TV;MY MOUSE;TCHAIKOVSKY SWAN LAKE BALLET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 things you cant live without&lt;br /&gt;OXYGEN&amp;MUSIC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things you do when you are bored &lt;br /&gt;STUDY;DAYDREAM;EAT;SING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp; now, for the 5 people you gotta tag&lt;br /&gt;SABO-ING TIME!!;&lt;br /&gt;sabrina;ally;cheri;khamisah;may-en (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115113943923044732?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115113943923044732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115113943923044732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115113943923044732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115113943923044732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-have-been-tagged-golden-rules-x-do.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115113511830199441</id><published>2006-06-25T06:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:07.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was asked to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 20 people u can think of at the top of your head - randomly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#o1 SABRINA&lt;br /&gt;#o2 CHERI&lt;br /&gt;#o3 CLARICE&lt;br /&gt;#o4 ASHLEY&lt;br /&gt;#o5 NATASHA&lt;br /&gt;#o6 ELIZABETH&lt;br /&gt;#o7 ALLY&lt;br /&gt;#o8 ALCINDA&lt;br /&gt;#o9 EUPHORIA&lt;br /&gt;#1o SIMIN&lt;br /&gt;#11 JULIAN&lt;br /&gt;#12 RENFRED&lt;br /&gt;#13 SHAKIL&lt;br /&gt;#14 ALWYN&lt;br /&gt;#15 KENNETH&lt;br /&gt;#16 NATHANIEL&lt;br /&gt;#17 ELSON&lt;br /&gt;#18 GUOZHENG&lt;br /&gt;#19 IRWAN&lt;br /&gt;#2o ALEX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet #14?&lt;br /&gt;-ALWYN; NCC HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you never met #o1?&lt;br /&gt;- SABRINA; I'LL NOT BE WHO I AM TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if #2o and #o9 dated?&lt;br /&gt;-ALEX&amp;EUPHORIA; IT'S IMPOSSIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever like #19?&lt;br /&gt;-IRWAN; NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would #o6 and #17 make a good couple?&lt;br /&gt;-ELIZABETH&amp;ELSON; NO! HUGE 13 YEARS GAP. PLUS MY COUSIN HAS A GIRLFRIEND ALREADY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe #o3.&lt;br /&gt;-CLARICE; YOUNG, CHUBBY, CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think #o8 is attractive?&lt;br /&gt;-ALX; MAYBE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me something about #o7.&lt;br /&gt;-ALLY; MY DARLING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know any of #12's family?&lt;br /&gt;-RENFRED; YES, BEFORE I KNOW HIM =.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if #11 confesses that he/she likes you?&lt;br /&gt;-JULIAN; FAINT CUZ IT'S IMPOSSIBLE. WE'RE GOOD FRIENDS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What language does #15 speak?&lt;br /&gt;-KENNETH; ENGLISH, CHINESE, ? THAT'S ALL I KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is #o9 going out with?&lt;br /&gt;-EUPHORIA; SHH~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old is #16 now?&lt;br /&gt;-NATHANIEL; HE'S 15 GOING ON 16 THIS YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is #o2's favourite singer?&lt;br /&gt;-CHERI; I DUNNO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date #o4?&lt;br /&gt;-ASHLEY; SHE'S MY COUSIN/GODSIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you date #o7?&lt;br /&gt;-ALLY; SHE'S MY DARLING!! =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's #1o's last name?&lt;br /&gt;-SIMIN; QUAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever be in serious relationship with #11?&lt;br /&gt;-JULIAN; NO, CUZ WE'RE BEST AS FRIENDS. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What school does #o3 go to?&lt;br /&gt;-CLARICE; MARYMOUNT CONVENT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does #o6 live?&lt;br /&gt;-ELIZABETH; SERANGOON, RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favourite thing about #o5?&lt;br /&gt;-NATASHA; SHE'S NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen #o1 naked?&lt;br /&gt;-SABRINA; HAHAHAHAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;I DON'T THINK SO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;5 people who I WANT them to do this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SABRINA &lt;3 SISTER&lt;br /&gt;ALLY &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;SIMIN! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 WILL DO, CUZ MOST OF MY FRIENDS ARE SABO-ED xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115113511830199441?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115113511830199441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115113511830199441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115113511830199441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115113511830199441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-was-asked-to-do-this.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115096730421567730</id><published>2006-06-23T07:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:07.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>help! the keyboard decides to go on a holiday. yes, you didn't hear me wrong. i'm using on-screen keyboard now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my house was filled with dust last night as my daddy took out those old photos that has not been touched for years since we moved in. reminiscing about the past was really fun. especially looking at daddy's photos when he was young. yes, he was fit... then he told us stories about his ns days. one of his platoon mate actually killed himself because he couldn't take the stress. yes, he actually commited suicide and died. OMIGOSH!&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, daddy told us about the transsexual too. don't get it? erm.. one of my dad's very fit platoon mate changed his sex after ns. my daddy bumped into him/her and found out.. eww, why change sex?&lt;br /&gt;daddy used to be really skinny when he was like 14-15 years old. but was very fit. hahah, six pack leh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg... before i go crazy, i better go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERALDINE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115096730421567730?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115096730421567730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115096730421567730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115096730421567730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115096730421567730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/06/help-keyboard-decides-to-go-on-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115091775443572483</id><published>2006-06-22T05:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:07.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arrghh! this is the LAST time i'll ever be feeling tired after long hours of sleep! i don't ever wanna sleep on that bed anymore!! (WARNING: This post may be really angry and rude. I advice you to leave.)&lt;br /&gt;no one understands me!! if you think you do, you're wrong!!&lt;br /&gt;no one cares about my feelings...&lt;br /&gt;i am sick of those unreasonable demands. and i'm sick of empty promises. why can't people just promise something and fullfill it? i'm sick of having to face ahhsxx liiannnssxx in my school. i'm sick of having gangsters bully my friends. i'm sick of people thinking that i'm an ahhsxx liianssxx and that i type liikessxxx dddiiissss. i don't! i'm sick of those bad remarks made about me... i'm really not an ah lian.. I'M NOT A TWIT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERALDINE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115091775443572483?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115091775443572483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115091775443572483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115091775443572483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115091775443572483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/06/arrghh-this-is-last-time-ill-ever-be.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115074481742498448</id><published>2006-06-20T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:07.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh man... just realized that i have a lot to catch up on. especially my science, geography and english. i know you guys would be thinking "ENGLISH?!". yes, english... many people have no problem with english. but i have a tiny problem with it, VOCAB!! my vocabulary sucks big time. i don't even know what bootlick means and just found out like minutes ago. the holidays are coming to an end and it's almost time to face reality and start working hard [again]. many people think "aiya 1E2 don't need to study one lah... Easy, easy can get in 2E2 one..." AAHH!! NO!! THAT'S TOTALLY WRONG!! it's really stressful to be in 1E2. some of the teachers are unfriendly or self-centred. but some of them are helpful. so, yep, i'd rather be in some other class (but the people in 1E2 are much better). so geraldine, FACE REALITY!! IT'S TIME TO STUDY HARD!! JIA YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;there are more than just studies i have to catch up on. let me list them all:&lt;br /&gt;-studies&lt;br /&gt;-weight (don't you guys know? i'm underweight!).&lt;br /&gt;-height (i'm short).&lt;br /&gt;-fitness (i feel really weak now that i've not been going to the gym often).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, today's superband result. Qinobe was out! it was really shocking at first but after much thinking, yes, Qinobe's performance(s) had deproved. and many people are getting bored... they are always rapping, jumping around and wearing the same style shirt, make-up etc. but, i'm still sad that they're out. now i can't see åˆ˜å¾·å�Ž every monday already!! hahah, just kidding! it's a good thing SOUL is in. they did well what, why only 30 marks? i expected 35 or above. but, nevermind...&lt;br /&gt;why haven't everyone added me on friendster? why is everyone so "act" (i don't mean everyone but those who haven't added me). why do they have to have everyone add them first and not they adding them (the everyone) because it's a request. (huh?? what i mean?)&lt;br /&gt;i sent a testimonial "thanks for adding blah blah blah" to like everyone (that added or i've added) and it actually means that "thanks for wanting to add me when i sent you that message." some of you couldn't find my account and asked me to help. so i added. but just for my convienience, i copy and pasted. and almost everyone testimonial is the same. and i didn't change the "adding" to "accepting". why am i saying this? nevermind. i'm just too tired and bored and wanting to make my post look long. hahah, not directing this to anyone though. so if you're offended... then i don't know.. till then, peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-geraldine*full stop*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115074481742498448?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115074481742498448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115074481742498448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115074481742498448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115074481742498448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/06/oh-man.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115061915229634548</id><published>2006-06-19T07:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:06.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHH~ NO! I'M SO SAD!! I CAN'T HELP IT!! THE TWO DOGS ARE LEAVING TODAY!! NO!! NO!! YOU GUYS JUST LET ME GO CRAZY IN THIS POST!! I AM REALLY GONNA CRY.. HOLD THOSE TEARS BACK!! DON'T CRY!! LOOK ON THE BRIGHT SIDE!! DON'T CRY!!! *SNIFF* *SNIFF* THIS IS A REALLY REALLY SAD DAY FOR ME..  I'M GONNA CRY THE WHOLE DAY! I CAN'T STAY CALM ANYMORE!! I NEED TO WRITE IN CAPS CUZ I'M SO SAD!! I DON'T WANT YOU TWO TO LEAVE!! I'M REALLY REALLY SAD!! AHH~~ THIS IS NOT HAPPENING!! THIS IS NOT HAPPENING!! NO!!!!!!!! CHERRY!! BERRY!! AHH!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE PLEASE CONSOLE ME... SOMEONE PLEASE MAKE ME HAPPY...&lt;br /&gt;IT'S THE SAME FEELING ALL OVER AGAIN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE, DOGGIES!! LOVE YA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-geraldine (i'm crying.. just let me cry..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115061915229634548?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115061915229634548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115061915229634548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115061915229634548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115061915229634548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/06/ahh-no-im-so-sad-i-cant-help-it-two.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115054041619284510</id><published>2006-06-18T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:06.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm really getting too lazy to blog recently. i've seen some rubbish on my tagboad nowadays so i decided to blog something about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog Rules:&lt;br /&gt;my tagboard is for bloggers/blog-visitors to comment on my blog or just drop by to say hi and things like that and not for people to curse or spit nonsensical words out of their mouth. (i'm not directing this to anyone but to everyone reading in case they still do not know). vulgarities will not be entertained. in other words, vulgarities are not allowed in my tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;i don't speak vulgarities and neither do i want my friends to. for those who enjoy flooding other people's tagboards, you're in the wrong place, please leave. put your name whenever you tag, don't put nicknames but put your own real name (even if i don't know you=]). 'anonymous' tag-gers are not welcomed and will be ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, i'm sounding real strict here. but, what can i do. people are getting outta control in my tagboard. i'm not that sort of person that would tag those! anyway, i will not push the blame to them but to myself because i didn't post up the rules earlier. and why won't people just give me a break? i'm not longer the person i used to be. i'm no longer a girl with bad attitude and i'm not longer that weak and no longer that "tomboy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think a change is needed. i'm talking about my writing... cuz i think my posts are getting more and more boring. &lt;br /&gt;a new fresh start, for the new tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's give three cheers for the start of my new life! 'HURRAY!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-geraldine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115054041619284510?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115054041619284510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115054041619284510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115054041619284510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115054041619284510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-really-getting-too-lazy-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115022603760228314</id><published>2006-06-14T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:05.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my life is in such a mess right now. i have no idea how to continue... it's like everything that happens is against me. i feel really sad, or rather, disappointed in myself. why can't i just stand up and fight for myself? or at least, speak something right, for once? i find that i tend to say the wrong things at the wrong time, which is usually not very pleasing to the ears. i feel like such a useless kid. i tend to lose concentration in something very easily. i guess i'm not gonna blog very frequently from tomorrow onwards. i think i'll start studying from tomorrow... i'll only be online when i take breaks or after 11pm. so yep, i guess i'll blog longer today just in case i crave for blogging during the next few days to come...&lt;br /&gt;the first "show" that i watched today was some "talk" about blogging. i guess blogging has been many talks' subject nowadays. to me, blogs are online diaries and i give bloggers the rights to write whatever they want. and blog-readers to not get angry with what the blogger/bloggers write. but if bloggers are too much, then give them a warning. i don't think bloggers should get arrested. because blogs are just like diaries. it's just on the net. not everyone can see what a blogger writes, unless it's like xiaxue's blog or whatever [famous] blog there is. BUT IF the blogger had slammed too many people, ban him/her from blogging. or something like that, not arrest!! only murderers, robbers etc gets arrested, not bloggers! does a diary-writer get arrested for what he writes in his diary? but still i say, bloggers, be careful what you write(: i think i have to stop blogging now. i'll try to blog when during breaks! bye!&lt;br /&gt;(don't ask me questions on this, pls!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-geraldine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115022603760228314?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115022603760228314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115022603760228314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115022603760228314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115022603760228314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-life-is-in-such-mess-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115019038791166619</id><published>2006-06-14T07:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:05.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess i don't have the freedom to use the comp whenever i want now that my sister is at home. we have to "fight" for the comp. what a hassle. anyway, i will be blogging less now that i'm more "busy". i need to help take care of the dogs. speaking of the dogs, i just remembered that sab took some photos of the doggies. i guess i'll post them here to make the post look longer =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5060/2351/1600/berry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5060/2351/320/berry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="WINGDINGS 3" size="10" color="blue"&gt;t t t&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt; he's &lt;strong&gt;berry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5060/2351/1600/cherry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5060/2351/320/cherry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="hotpink"&gt;and she's &lt;strong&gt;cherry&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="WINGDINGS 3" size="10" color="hotpink"&gt;u u u&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5060/2351/1600/cherryberry.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5060/2351/400/cherryberry.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;berry&lt;/font&gt;&amp;&lt;font color="hotpink"&gt;cherry&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all!!&lt;br /&gt;byebye!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geraldine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115019038791166619?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115019038791166619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115019038791166619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115019038791166619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115019038791166619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-guess-i-dont-have-freedom-to-use.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-115004888520758259</id><published>2006-06-12T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:05.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know it's really weird for me to post an update at 1.22AM. i wanted to post earlier but couldn't because of some stuff and all so here i am with the post of the day!&lt;br /&gt;the two maltese we were taking care of were so adorable! i can't help but stare at them all the time! but of course i still love my niuniu the most!! i'm not gonna be like any other heartless freaks that change their opinion of something/someone after they found something/someone else.&lt;br /&gt;i wasted two weeks of the holiday just slacking away. and all of a sudden i thought 'why not use a bit of my creativity to write some nice rubbish or anything.' and i started that idea... i might post a bit of the things that i wrote up here someday. only when i write something really nice.&lt;br /&gt;i so need my speakers now. i'm dying because of the lack of music in my life. to me, music is like oxygen. so i'm like dying without it. help! i'm being a radio singing to myself all the time, sometimes even forgetting the lyrics. how worse can it get? i'm sufocating to death.&lt;br /&gt;and just when i'm [almost] dead, i remembered something that came into my mind two nights ago while i tossed and turn in bed unable to fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep... I closed my eyes and all I could see is darkness, plain darkness. All of a sudden a picture of a camera appeared in my mind. I was touching the camera.. I was using it! I was snapping pictures of myself happily. I appeared in my room, I was all alone. I stood in front of the mirror still holding the camera. I was looking at my reflection, looking at how I look in an outfit and started snapping pictures of myself in the mirror. I turned and snap pictures of what's outside the window and whoops! my camera slipped off my sweaty palms and dropped out of the window..&lt;/em&gt; MY EYES OPENED. I almost fall asleep. Heck, I didn't...&lt;br /&gt;hahah! that's all for today! bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-geraldine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-115004888520758259?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/115004888520758259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=115004888520758259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115004888520758259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/115004888520758259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-know-its-really-weird-for-me-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-114994681094027474</id><published>2006-06-11T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:05.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>days: 8&lt;br /&gt;had a really nice dinner. hahah. the dogs are here! they're adorable!! they'll be leaving in 8 days time. let's do some countdown-ing. hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;went to the gym with my sister just now. i pushed myself real hard. i think it's because i've not been exercising that's why i felt really tired when i did the first exercise. i guess i must go there once a week. hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;saw a really fit guy and a woman forcing herself to do more exercise. i think the woman is trying to lose weight? whoops! change topic!!&lt;br /&gt;my daddy's not free tomorrow! can't go for superband. hahahs. nevermind, i'll try going next week? hahahs. miss you guys!! ok, i guess i'll do some other things on the web. bye!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-geraldine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-114994681094027474?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/114994681094027474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=114994681094027474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/114994681094027474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/114994681094027474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/06/days-8-had-really-nice-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-114987921744483334</id><published>2006-06-10T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:05.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow. the world cup, Germany won. hahah! i "predicted" that they would win. i didn't watch it, a friend of mine told me the results. i know it's really weird of me to blog at this time. just finished watching "spirited away" showing on channel U. it was a great show! even though i watched it already, i still enjoyed it. it's a really nice story. anyway, i went shopping for bags today. didn't find any bag that looks good so i left the mall without buying anything. went to my grandparent's (mummy's side) house after that. spent quite some time chatting with them. watched "women of times" at 9pm. what?! i hate the ending. i should've went to siloso beach and not watch that ending. i hate bad endings! i'm refering to shows. hahah. not storybooks.&lt;br /&gt;oh my gosh! i just heard a horrible news. one of my classmate who got himself into a bully case tried to push the blame to an NCC senior. oh my. let's not talk more into this. i just hope he gets proven wrong =X EVIL ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-geraldine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-114987921744483334?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/114987921744483334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=114987921744483334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/114987921744483334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/114987921744483334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/06/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-114983740823463121</id><published>2006-06-10T06:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:04.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3 schools I went to:&lt;br /&gt;dunnowhichPAP, de la salle school, zhenghua secondary :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things always in my handbag:&lt;br /&gt;handphone, mirror, wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things I do when I'm stressed:&lt;br /&gt;cry, jump around, sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 places I go on a daily basis:&lt;br /&gt;toilet, bedroom, study room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 favourite fruits:&lt;br /&gt;watermelon, apple, honeydew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 names I go by:&lt;br /&gt;dine, sardine, jellyfish(=.-).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 of my favourite food:&lt;br /&gt;mummy's cooking, western food, macs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things I'm wearing right now:&lt;br /&gt;shirt, pants, specs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is in the house with me?&lt;br /&gt;niuniu, sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I thinking of right now?&lt;br /&gt;no one lah. thinking about siloso beach :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who did I last talk on the phone to?&lt;br /&gt;samuel =.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who did I sit with during my 5th period in class?&lt;br /&gt;simin/saikiat. dunno which.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person I uttered love to?&lt;br /&gt;my dog. lolxyz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do I wish I am with right now?&lt;br /&gt;no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who gets on my nerves most in school?&lt;br /&gt;samuel. and zhixiong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is my phone?&lt;br /&gt;nowhere to be found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do I sleep?&lt;br /&gt;in the universe. on earth. in singapore. at home. in my bedroom. on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the place I took a ride to?&lt;br /&gt;the mall? i cant remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing I ate?&lt;br /&gt;mee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What colour shirt am I wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;pink. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the closest item to me that is blue?&lt;br /&gt;my speakers. although they are on holiday. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I like most about school?&lt;br /&gt;the mirror. no lah. my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;orange? red? a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I wear most often jeans or shorts?&lt;br /&gt;same same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last movie I watched?&lt;br /&gt;poseidon? i dun remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did I start school?&lt;br /&gt;1996 or 1997.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did I last go to the mall?&lt;br /&gt;yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did I last burn something?&lt;br /&gt;lolxyz. i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 bloggers to do this:&lt;br /&gt;wahahahaha~!&lt;br /&gt;SABO-ing TIME!&lt;br /&gt;BINBIN! (your birthday present)&lt;br /&gt;MAGGIE!&lt;br /&gt;SHAKIL!&lt;br /&gt;muahahahahahahahaheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-114983740823463121?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/114983740823463121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=114983740823463121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/114983740823463121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/114983740823463121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/06/3-schools-i-went-to-dunnowhichpap-de.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-114967948860447719</id><published>2006-06-08T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:04.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, i still do not know if i'm going for the "kuang change hui" at siloso beach on friday. i guess maybe not cuz i'm going to buy new bags on the same day..&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting lazy to blog nowadays. got nothing much to say.. you can see that i'm not blogging everyday. hahas. ok.. i think i have to go...&lt;br /&gt;nothing to blog.&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-geraldine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-114967948860447719?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/114967948860447719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=114967948860447719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/114967948860447719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/114967948860447719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/06/well-i-still-do-not-know-if-im-going.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24258868.post-114950182873946720</id><published>2006-06-06T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:01:04.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm suddenly addicted to Lime mag's articles again! it has been months since the last time i've sat down on my sofa all quiet and reading the latest news about celebs. no, not a bit about clothes. i think Lime's taste is no longer that "wonderful". i prefer flipping through other mags for things on c-l-o-t-h-e-s. haha!&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm addicted to &lt;em&gt;reading&lt;/em&gt;. and not reading Lime mag. i've been reading a lot often. and thank God i've not turned into a nerd. i don't read boring stuff. but i guess being a nerd is the only thing that can help now. haha! my phone has been pretty silent as well as my tagboard. not more than 5 people had sent me messages asking for a chat. haha! i guess everyone's been pretty busy.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't bought a new digital camera yet. papa don't allow me to buy one. maybe cuz of my results? haha! stupid art.&lt;br /&gt;i've been looking pretty silly without many things to do lately. got stuck home sick today. but going out later with my family to buy new bags. i need new bags. haha! i guess i'll go around hunting for more reading! bye!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-geraldine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24258868-114950182873946720?l=scribble-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/feeds/114950182873946720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24258868&amp;postID=114950182873946720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/114950182873946720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24258868/posts/default/114950182873946720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scribble-d.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-suddenly-addicted-to-lime-mags.html' title=''/><author><name>ggelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
