<?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-17615122</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:58:19.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>//more than words</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17615122/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448190258081623082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17615122.post-113289145356419922</id><published>2005-11-24T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T20:04:13.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Wild Wet =) ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;here to blog about a fun-filled day.. so from the title of this entry, i'm sure u ll able to decipher wat dis whole entry is gng to be about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;yup! went out to wild wild wet with my swtum,amar,alvin and maan. actually, we went there cos amar had complimentary passes, so who wudnt wan to go if u don have to come out a single cent? o yesh, i really hafta thank god for the sunny weather cos it has been raining heavily these past few days and surprisingly, it didnt rain today! =) .. we had lotsa fun in the water and all those rides..certain were kinda childish but u knw, ppl like us don give a shit ..we made sure tht we tried every single ride b4 we left tht place. errmm..in my opinion, i think escape theme park is still more exciting burt tht doesnt make wild wild wet dull..get wat i mean? yeah.. there were a number of cool rides there too.. out of them all .. my favourite wud haf to be the ular-lah! .. haha.. u knw the ride where abt 5 ppl sit in a raft and then they'll push u down the slide.. yeap.. towards the end of our day, we were like gng for tht ride continuously.. n it was a lil tiring.. felt like i was having trg cos for most of the rides, u ll haf to climb up stairs..so i was exercising at de same time too..hehe. rides like slide up and waterworks are good stuff too.. it's a place to go to, to sum it all up. yeap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;left the place arnd 7+ .went to BK for dinner and den headed home.reached home at 10 sharp. how nice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;// really happy for sumathi cos she has found herself a job! so cool.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;my parents are kinda cranky lately..i duno wat-the-f*** has gone into their minds.. dad is gng to be away for a few days.. and tht means i wont b able to go out and hang out till late. =( ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;alrites..i think i ll end dis entry here.. my bed's calling me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;good nites *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;as each day passes, we become stronger as ONE .. muacks! *hearts euu*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17615122-113289145356419922?l=kevanes09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/feeds/113289145356419922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17615122&amp;postID=113289145356419922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17615122/posts/default/113289145356419922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17615122/posts/default/113289145356419922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/2005/11/wild-wild-wet.html' title='Wild Wild Wet =) ..'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448190258081623082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17615122.post-113275813305511500</id><published>2005-11-23T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T07:02:13.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hum tum .. [kevanes]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;back aftr some time .. well, i was busy enjoying myself even b4 my exams cud be officially over.. how nice? =) ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;lemme do a short recount of watever tht has taken place during my absence, apologies if i were to leave any bit of info out. it wont be lenghty though, jus a lil bit of everything in a short dose, aite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;18/11 :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;-went to watch a late nite harry potter movie, 2315h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;- sleep over at _____'s place =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;19/11 :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;- started trg again. disastrous cos it was physical trg.dammnit! but still enjoyed myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;21/11:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;- went for a sucky job trg with my sweetum! =( ... we chaoed halfway..hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;22/11:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;- last paper! went for lunch with sumathi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;- aftr paper, went out wit my sweetum, came back only @ 1030 =) ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;didnt do much today. went to rent a few movies and was jus basically at home , passing time. later in de evening went out wit my mum n sis .. went to body shop n bought alot alot of stuff.. den we went to dine at subway,bought 2 yummilicious brownies and 1 cookie for later..hehe.. since i ll be waking up to watch the liverpool match becos of you-knw-who..hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;hence, thts all i haf for today.. not in de mood to do long entries so i ll jus leave it here.will be back tmr to blog agn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;ciao. *goodnite*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me lurb my sweetum foreva ... muacks! =P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17615122-113275813305511500?l=kevanes09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/feeds/113275813305511500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17615122&amp;postID=113275813305511500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17615122/posts/default/113275813305511500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17615122/posts/default/113275813305511500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/2005/11/hum-tum-kevanes.html' title='hum tum .. [kevanes]'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448190258081623082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17615122.post-113224230093444326</id><published>2005-11-17T23:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T07:45:00.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>soccer &amp; me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;rites, im feeling really good today.not only cos all my major papers are over but cos i really had a wonderful day today. didnt expect it to turn out dis cool. firstly, my a maths paper2, i ve got a good feeling abt it except for the last qn cos i lost my marks due to carelessness ..anyhow.. let bygone be bygones.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;reached hme, wasnt even hme for more than 1/2hr and i was out, gallavanting..i got a job! *screams* me n my sweetum got it..hehe..so style, jus one shot and we were successful.. hehe.. de $$ is fantastic too! we're jus estastic.. so from boat quay, we walked all de way to city hall.. we ate at de pizza place and man! tht was an experience.. see,we were so curious to try out this particular pizza and de end,we were basically tearing and eating the pizza cos it was so damn hot! tht was wat i meant by CHILLI.. coffeeshop chilli cannot make it at all.. dis wan had a real kick to it..aftr tht,we went to get my sim card! n yesh! i finally got my pone with a sim card and it has begun.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;self-confessed phonatic..&lt;/span&gt;my bills have reached amounts, you wudnt even imagine tht u cud possibly do it in a month .. =) ..thts why it disappeared for awhile.. hehex.anyway, den wen to bukit batok for awhile, to collect my passport from my foster parents' place..there was wen de real fun began. wen down to play soccer with my bro and 2 other guys.. man was i flying! i scored goals like theirry henry *ya rite? .. haaa! but i was really on a roll, dribbling from side to side, scoring and creating..phweeeeet! ... i wan dad to get me the small german adidas ball tht i spotted at the adidas outlet @ city link.. hmmms.. hopefully arh.. yupp! so i played till nearly 7.. den headed back hme..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;jus been slackin away..sucha nice feeling. de examinations are endin tmr for most of my classmates. mine isnt over yet but i don give 2shit abt de paper on tuesday.. it's over for me but not literally over =( .. anyhow, expecting a late nite out tmr.. yupp..not feeling sleepy rite now, but sweetum is ardy fast asleep..so guess i ll jus grab a book to read..intending to start reading the book tht i bought called " the jane austen fan club" .. hehx..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;so thts abt it for today! ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;ciao ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;muacks to my sweetum!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17615122-113224230093444326?l=kevanes09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/feeds/113224230093444326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17615122&amp;postID=113224230093444326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17615122/posts/default/113224230093444326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17615122/posts/default/113224230093444326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/2005/11/soccer-me.html' title='soccer &amp; me'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448190258081623082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17615122.post-113214613300953379</id><published>2005-11-16T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T05:02:13.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hail de socceroos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;man! i actaully had intentions of doing a really long entry about wat took place today. but den i accidentally chanced upon dis certain something and now im totally distracted. hmmphs! it has got me thinking.. why do ppl say something and they behave completely opposite.OR is tht whenever they say things it's being interpreted differently.lalalas. i kip wondering and hope i ll find an answer someday somehow somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i had a gr8 day today. especially with mum coming back home on halfday. it was really enjoyable. jus bullying her and both of us laughin , being happy. cool indeed. had my geography paper1 tdy and sweetum had a hectic day today.. but thnk god, everything went smoothly and nicely.o yesh! i got back my handphone! so glad..=) ..but the thing is tht my sim card is missing somewhere..so i action2 put my mum's sim card and using de pone. but no worries, gng to get a new line tmr! i jus cant wait! *jumps for joy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;with mum at hme, been junking alot.hehe.. had dis brownies tht were so delicious! *yums..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;dis is a special tribute to the socceroos (australian soccer team) :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;they showed perserverance and determination throughtout de game! glad they came out victorious in de game agst de uruguayians.. i love tim cahill ! *yums..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;rites! using de pone rite now.. g2g study for tmr's paper ... last ppr! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;love you baby!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17615122-113214613300953379?l=kevanes09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/feeds/113214613300953379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17615122&amp;postID=113214613300953379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17615122/posts/default/113214613300953379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17615122/posts/default/113214613300953379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/2005/11/hail-de-socceroos.html' title='hail de socceroos!'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448190258081623082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17615122.post-113206297483139573</id><published>2005-11-15T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T05:58:30.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>topsy turvy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;heyya! had my amaths paper today in de aftrnn.well, i wasnt as please as how i wanted to feel but it's not over yet.. planning to go all out for my paper2 on friday, jus to secure a B grade for my add maths. man! i ll be more than happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;aftr my paper, went down to jurong point alone =( to collect my arsenal magazines tht came all de way from london for me. hehe. aftr tht, i had to pamper myself w coffee bean's chocolate ice blended. tht's great indulgence! haven been dng much from then till now..jus rotting away, listening to music.. who wud ever believe tht i ll be having a paper tmr?0 so relaxed. i better do some reading before i end my day. it's only a matter of days left before evrything ends. cant wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;jus now, was jus sitting arnd w my folks n we were talking abt our names. kinda coincidence tht both my sisters and me, in all we haf exactly 20 characters to each of our names. haha! amazing uh? yea, de best part of everythin was when mum n i disturbed dad .. hehe.. we were making fun of him and laughing our heads off.. hahaha.. tht was fun indeed! o yesh, i totally in love with the song 'my humps'. fergie is jus soo hawwt! i wan my bod to be like hers. gng work out like hell aftr the examinations.hehe.obsessed. been listening to de song repeatedly, until even mum has gotten the hang of it. shud her in action singing de song with all the wrong words. hilarious ..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;rites, i think i better end my entry for today here before it gets any longer. got in touch with someone from the past today. glad tht everything is gng fine for him. god bless everyone and im off to read my geography notes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;toodles mates!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;goodnite ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;PS : my bloggy is still under construction. will get everything done asap. thnks for unstdg&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;here's a note for my lil sweetum :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all de best for yr papers tmr! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;missing you ... muacks! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lubb ya ... :-*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17615122-113206297483139573?l=kevanes09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/feeds/113206297483139573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17615122&amp;postID=113206297483139573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17615122/posts/default/113206297483139573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17615122/posts/default/113206297483139573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/2005/11/topsy-turvy.html' title='topsy turvy.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448190258081623082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17615122.post-113198197677114247</id><published>2005-11-14T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T07:26:16.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hitting de hay with thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;rites, so it's de second entry for today. well, i actually didnt wan to blog but den as i was blog-hopping, my mind started wandering and i guess i hafta put them to rest here. hehe. the only thing u can rely on,no matter wat tym of de day it is. yeap, so before i hit de hay, i ll jus finish up dis entry, so i can sleep peacefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;so, as i was blog-hopping around numerous blogs, i realised tht many ppl are having a bad feeling about the 'o' level examinations. is it true? cos i read the entries, it makes me wonder .. well, i find it rather fine but why do so many others find it totally opposite? is it them or me? .. *ponders hard* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;anyways,didnt haf a paper today. so was kinda relaxed. met my sweetum early in de mrng and we headed for raffles marina den aftr tht, we chilled out at the macdonalds near his place before haeding back hme. mum was at hem tdy cos she's sick. but thnk god, she isnt gng to be at hme tmr.hehe.how evil can i get? well, i don think it's wrong to feel tht way, cos i'd prefer to haf the whole hse to myself and no on ecan disturb me when i use the pone.tsk tsk. i had a good aftrnn nap. been sleeping alot lately, mayb cos i've been sick. yup, so i only woke up at 5 and haf been revision off and on, if u get wat i mean? yesh, not like hardcore geek like tht. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;my parents kinda turned me off today for quite some time but den i somehow managed to cool down in no time. hais, jus hate it when they become cranky, they'll like basically go all out to prove tht u're wrong and it's irritating but wat to do, i've got no choice, they're aging ... *grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;really cant wait for the exams to end. will be having my amaths ppr tmr. hope it'll turn out fine like how the others pprs haf been. jus wanna do well and go to a jc. thts it. i'm not gng to ask for more. the most impt thing is to be able to do my 'a' levels .. hais. burt lyk i siad before, no point freeting over all dis stuff now. we haf been waiting for the vacation like nobody's business, so once de examinations are over, it is really tym to hang loose! ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;will be gng to collect my arsenal magazines at jurong point tmr. cant wait to grab hold of tht too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Life is as good as it gets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;outs for today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;to my sweetum: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we spoke jus now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i still wish i cud at least say goodnite to you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;anyway, goodnite baby.missin you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;muacks!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17615122-113198197677114247?l=kevanes09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/feeds/113198197677114247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17615122&amp;postID=113198197677114247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17615122/posts/default/113198197677114247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17615122/posts/default/113198197677114247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/2005/11/hitting-de-hay-with-thoughts.html' title='hitting de hay with thoughts.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448190258081623082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17615122.post-113190236784816615</id><published>2005-11-14T01:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T09:19:27.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>boredom strikes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;into the early hours of monday morning, n im still wide awake. junking away cos im so bored..well, im having cheezels. hehe.. on top of tht , i ve got sore throat , this goes to say tht im nvr going to get well soon. hehe! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;wondering if you-know-who will call..cos he's like snoring away ardy i guess.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;there isnt much to blog cos it's like the start of a day . sunday wasnt tt intrsting .. jus tht something unexpected happen. wanted to share it burt then i decided not to. so i ll jus wait n see wat happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;rites, thts all for bloggin today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;toodles. goodnite..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;missing my sweetum to bits &amp;amp; pieces.. muacks!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17615122-113190236784816615?l=kevanes09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/feeds/113190236784816615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17615122&amp;postID=113190236784816615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17615122/posts/default/113190236784816615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17615122/posts/default/113190236784816615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/2005/11/boredom-strikes.html' title='boredom strikes.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448190258081623082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17615122.post-113180446350424793</id><published>2005-11-12T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T06:07:43.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tralalala..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;well, back agn aftr a pretty long time. everyone shud unstd why .. yup exams are gng on! burt damnit, im only left with 4 papers.. the feeling is like soo cool. been out the whole day. like finally bein released out of a cage. so happy, it's like semi- heaven.. not totally heaven jus yet. i dont intend to talk abt the papers.. my general feeling about the exams on de whole is tht everything has been jus fine.. smooth-sailing ..anyhow, we shall put tht aside cos i wudnt wan to spend tym thinking abt my papers, there's so much to enjoy out there. isnt tht right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;besides the exam fever, been really spending quality tym with the Devs.haha.ppl who knw, good for u.. ppl who dont i m so sorry .. things hav to be this way. hehe. yeap, so as i was saying ... been gg to their place like almost everyday .. there was once .. when de following day, i had my geog ppr .. i only reached hme at 11.. haha! so cool rite? yeah was bascially studying , eating n playing soccer in de room .. how nice.. o yeah.. on the other hand, we're tryin to find jobs too.so yup! im so glad tht things are this way... like it's a whole big family together.hmmms..how nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;so was out with u-knw-who today .. chilled at his crib for awhile den headed back home.. den...i finally went for HOCKEY trng!!! yayy!! i was on top of the moon.. like i missed the pitch, holding a stick etc.. everything  abt the game i so missed... i saw jannah! hehe.. missed her trucks loads .. we hugged each other.. awww... hehe. i didnt brg my stick n my shoes cos my folks actually didnt wan me to play cos i was sick.. hehe.. but u shud knw me.. i borrowed mindhu's stick n wore amos's shoes. haha. n i SCORED A GOAL..! hehee. wat a return. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;yupp.. so tht was how my saturday was spent.. really nice arh.. jus cant wait for everything to be over.. hell is gng to break loose. can imagine. no one is ever gonna stay home.. everyone will be out painting the town red.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;hang in there peeps! we're almost reaching..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;cheerios! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;gudnite .. cant wait to watch france vs germany later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;theirry henry, patrick vieira, kevin kuranyi , robert pires, micheal ballack.. man! wat a game!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17615122-113180446350424793?l=kevanes09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/feeds/113180446350424793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17615122&amp;postID=113180446350424793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17615122/posts/default/113180446350424793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17615122/posts/default/113180446350424793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/2005/11/tralalala.html' title='tralalala..'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448190258081623082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17615122.post-113110566633658632</id><published>2005-11-04T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T04:01:06.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pigging out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;back aftr some tym eh? hehe.yup, basically due to the fact tht i haven been home since deepavali till yday. hehe. so howas was the festive hols for u? well, mine wasnt tht big but memorable enuff though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;rites, the main reason why i m blogging now is cos im waiting for a call and i really duno wat to do to kill tym. wtf? very bad u knw, i  really wanna talk nad there goes someone who takes their own swit tym. damn!  but i oso a bit unfair lar. hehe. actualyl circumstances are such tht the phone cant be used but who cares? jus go somewhere lar! rite not? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;dis deepavali was different cos i stayed over at _____'s place! hehehe. my folks arent aware abt this at all.. so hush everyone! hehe.was suppose to go back to my sis's hse aftr visitng but it was too late so jus decided to stay back n left there like reaal early in de mrng. didnt slp tht whole day man! so shiok! haha. bleahx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;the weekends are the only thing tht seperates us from the commencement of the eagerly anticipated exams! hehe.i m gng off ardy lar. i got goddamn nth to say maan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;pls mr telephone jus go RING RING! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17615122-113110566633658632?l=kevanes09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/feeds/113110566633658632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17615122&amp;postID=113110566633658632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17615122/posts/default/113110566633658632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17615122/posts/default/113110566633658632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/2005/11/pigging-out.html' title='pigging out.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448190258081623082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17615122.post-113075812710288631</id><published>2005-10-31T19:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T03:28:47.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sour.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;if i cud describe today in one word, it wud be &lt;em&gt;sour.&lt;/em&gt; yeah, it fits today so perfectly.the mrng started off well, cos i had ter go to skool for my mother tongue paper 1. n thnk god, it turned out fine. went for breakfast den headed hme.. it all became sour henceforth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;jus rotted at hme! lucky anand was there to keep me company for a while.but den agn, he was bullying me. hehe. but it was fun though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i really wanna go to bukit batok as soon as possible. but damn! my parents are takin like their own swit tym n i hafta wait. so irritating. no mood to talk to anyone. humph!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i cant wait to see my sweetum..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i wan my mood back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;ciao..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;happy diwali&lt;/span&gt; to all.. i m sooo in de mood. *jumps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17615122-113075812710288631?l=kevanes09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/feeds/113075812710288631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17615122&amp;postID=113075812710288631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17615122/posts/default/113075812710288631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17615122/posts/default/113075812710288631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/2005/10/sour.html' title='sour.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448190258081623082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17615122.post-113067786646920177</id><published>2005-10-30T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T05:11:06.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bonkus.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;dis is crazzzy! first tym, i m dng 2 entries in a day, in a space of hours. the reason for the increase in frequency of blogging has to be my anxiety. undeniable. it feels like i haf so much to say, mayb cos things hav been so smooth sailing, tht u jus wanna share or express it ... right? do u get de same feeling? like u jus cant keep it  to yourself.. hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;janns: i love tht song on yr bloggy.. bt i duno why i cant dwnload. so sad..i tried searchign for it like so many times.. hais. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i feel so refreshed. must be the work out jus now. waah! damn shiok i tell u..hehe. been running frequently but today was like i " worked it out man!" .. haha. u get wat i meant ... yeah? now kinda feeling a lil lethargic physically but totally awake up there.* light bulb switches on*  =) ... got dis intrsting on muscles from kevin. mus go read2 .. i like all dis nonsense.. so xiao..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;k lar.. i think i better end dis entry here. i ll keep it short, sweet and direct. hehe. mus go read some modal compos before i hit de hay. o yesh! MUST use phone oso.. den can sleep peacefully. cant wait to get back my handpone.. missing it.. damn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;flying off... toodles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;muuuuacks! only to one person. hahahaa! =P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17615122-113067786646920177?l=kevanes09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/feeds/113067786646920177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17615122&amp;postID=113067786646920177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17615122/posts/default/113067786646920177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17615122/posts/default/113067786646920177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/2005/10/bonkus_30.html' title='bonkus.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448190258081623082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17615122.post-113065264311203926</id><published>2005-10-30T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T23:10:43.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blasssst!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;rmbr me saying tht i was scared tht i mite not be able to go out?  guess wat?! i did manage to. was so glad. i had a good tym. did a lil mugging before i went to paint de town red with you-know-who *winks* .went to escape theme park cos they had this "helloween" special. yeah, it's meant to be spelt tht way. hehs. so i had a good tym, got myself all wet and only reached home 15mins past midnight. how u like tht ? hehes.de best part abt everything was when we reached the mrt station we found out tht we had missed the last train and then we were like practically runnin arnd searching for cabs. eventually we had to call one and the total cost was $29 ?? east to west ... unstdable? n our parents are still thinking tht we took the train back like good kids. hehehe. so yeah, tht was it yday! so fun.. all thnks to mum n dad for allowing me to go out .. =) ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;o yeah! n i haf to thnk mum for another thing! she allowed me to use her credit card to order the official arsenal magazines thru the net. so happy! on cloud 9 to be precise. hehe. will be receiving 3 of them in two week's time.soooo cool. *thnks mum*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i cud hardly wake up from bed today. so tiiired. bt i had to cos i must go church. thnk god i nvr fall asleep during the service, if not tht wud haf bn a huge embarassment.hehs. it is the result of not getting sufficient sleep. anyhows, gg out to mugg in a while's time. but mite go for a short work out first .. tsk tsk. cant wait to get back to trainin days.. im counting down.. exams in a days' time. cant wait for deepavali too.. man! life is as good as it gets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;blasting off from here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17615122-113065264311203926?l=kevanes09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/feeds/113065264311203926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17615122&amp;postID=113065264311203926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17615122/posts/default/113065264311203926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17615122/posts/default/113065264311203926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/2005/10/blasssst.html' title='blasssst!'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448190258081623082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17615122.post-113050880483833284</id><published>2005-10-28T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T07:13:24.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bleahx.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;heyy everyone! hehe. so let's see, no one will ever guess wat i m dng right now. well, im actually enjoying a plate of vegetarian mee hoon in front of the pc.home alone and i tink the folks willl be home pretty soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i had a really really tiring day today. went to tekka to do sum last minute shopping. although i didnt get wat i wanted, kinda happy with wat i bought for myself. plus, im feeeling like so much better emotionally. thnks jans once agn for tht assurance, jus tht u knw sumtyms when u really need someone to pour out, i ll jus run to yr blog n tag u. hehehe..wierdo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;but im very much better now, so no worries. rite, so i didnt study today. wtf? .. errrr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;it's halloween today, isnt it?  mite be gg out tmr but den agn i scared lar wait my parents make noise, monday got mother paper. doomed. hehehe. anyways, still loving life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;outs for today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you! hehehe... muuuuuacks!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ps : happy birthday alvin ! *hugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17615122-113050880483833284?l=kevanes09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/feeds/113050880483833284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17615122&amp;postID=113050880483833284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17615122/posts/default/113050880483833284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17615122/posts/default/113050880483833284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/2005/10/bleahx.html' title='bleahx.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448190258081623082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17615122.post-113029340564374377</id><published>2005-10-26T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T19:23:25.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>overwhelming emotions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i told myself tht i shud blog no more but then, i cudnt find a better way to let go off my emotions den to come to this very place. well, im left wiht no other choice, i cant possibly wake someone up and start pouring out my feelings, tht ll b too selfish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i dont think and work, when i start thinking, it's always too late. everything tht is happening in my life is something tht i brought upon myself. why is tht so? i always put myself in awkward situations. i think i wan this and the next moment i don? why m i so fickle-minded? or m i still growing up? i guess it's always hard to practice perfection. i have learnt repeatedly that in life, it's from the mistakes you make that you become a better person. i haf hurt many ppl, i knw.but within tht same circle of ppl, i also get treated differently. some jus willingly give me a chance to prove myself and forget watver i haf done to them but then there are others who keep deepening the wound. m i tht bad ? i knw i m not. but no one's ever gng to trust me when i say it. i need someone to guide me. i knw i may sound like a lil kid but that's how i really feel. i need someone to whom i can jus open up to without hesitation. i need someone to trust me even when i sound doubtful. i need someone to believe me. not jus for a moment but forever. i wanna feel wanted.  i wanna feel loved . i wanna feel trusted. when i look at things , i guess the only ppl who really haf believed in me is my parents and manjit ( my hockey coach) . i feel at my best whenever i m with them. i don feel any sense of inferiority a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;mist their presence.  i wanna go back n play hockey.. i feel so incompleted. i don knw wat's on your mind. is there any motive behind watever u do? i seriosuly don knw. but like i haf said, i haf no stable ground to express watever i feel cos of wat i haf done. but thru the mistake(s) i haf made, i knw i haf gotten to see alot more things and learn alot more too.things happen for a certain reason i guess. m i not unstding my own self ? i think that's de biggest problem w me. i choose to make myself believe things. i don pay much attention to the cries inside. im so selfish to my own self. it's only a countable number on days before the big examinations commence and my life is so "roller-coastry" ..if there's a such a word. i need to find a solution and pray tht the lord, my god will show me de right path and shower me with his strength , wisdom and grace ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;// yday was extra-special ** ... i hope things will be much clearer btw the 2 of us in de future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i m off .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;my conscience is pricking me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Phillipians 4:13 -  i can do all things through Christ who strengthens me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17615122-113029340564374377?l=kevanes09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/feeds/113029340564374377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17615122&amp;postID=113029340564374377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17615122/posts/default/113029340564374377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17615122/posts/default/113029340564374377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/2005/10/overwhelming-emotions.html' title='overwhelming emotions.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448190258081623082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17615122.post-112947219614910989</id><published>2005-10-16T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T07:18:55.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back ter skul tmr.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;so, it's back to skool tmr. time is flying sooo fast. im glad tht i spend my weekends in a very fruitful manner, for the first tym. hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;on saturday, had a fabulous tym with vithya and kevin. we actually studied.. all of us cudnt believe it ourselves too. we started lyk arnd 845am and ended nearly at 130pm. it was soo fun. we did maths n chem. man! i wish vithya was my chemistry teacher,it wud haf made a whole lotta difference. anyhow, we re meeting up agn tmr. the CC is indeed a very cool place to study. not much of disturbance or distractions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;today, spent the whole morning at church. i love the weather! so cool .. love such atmospheres. had to attend a memorial function in de evening. had some lovely vegetarian food *yums* ... hehe.was suppose to do my a maths paper but den my dad called for a 'council meeting'. hehe. yeah. we decided to haf a chat over a certain confidential issue tht i cant mention. my apologies. i love such things, u knw. im sucha weirdo. i love when ppl haf heart to heart talks where the topics can be very open and it deals alot with honesty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;was working on my a maths. but i somehow jus lost de mood. so decided to break away from it. it's either i take a short nap first and work on it later or i don do it at all. moreover, im having this very bad tummy ache now. wonder y? don't tell me someone's paying me a visit?! hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;alrites, thts all i haf fer today. im flying ... toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;goodnite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;// i longed to hear certain things from you.. n i finally heard them today. love u baby. muacks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17615122-112947219614910989?l=kevanes09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/feeds/112947219614910989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17615122&amp;postID=112947219614910989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17615122/posts/default/112947219614910989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17615122/posts/default/112947219614910989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/2005/10/back-ter-skul-tmr.html' title='back ter skul tmr.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448190258081623082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17615122.post-112929780976846346</id><published>2005-10-14T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T06:50:09.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weekends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993399;"&gt;a fabulous end to dis week, which practically leaves us with 2 bloody weeks to the big thing. been trying my best to study everyday. though i cant say tht i did it faithfully, im proud enough to say, i did study. but is tht enuff to get me wat i want? definately not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993399;"&gt;dragged myself ter skool tdy. the weather has been so nice recently. purrfect to jus snuggle up and sleep.anyhow, only attended english n geography today.got back hme pretty early tdy. ____________________________________________________________________________________. im sorry but i cant mention anything in between. apologies. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993399;"&gt;vithya,kevin and me haf started our own study grp. hehe. we're meeting tmr in the mrng to study at the CC near my place. cant wait. it's gonna be sooo fun studying together. i actually wanted to do a physics paper today, but jus didnt have the mood. does it mean tht i have wasted one day dng nth? errms. i guess so. these days, when u go to bed knowing tht u didnt study , it kinda gives u some chills down yr spine cos of the tot of the examinations. damn.. was really touched by selvi, btw, she's currently the top student. she spoke words of encouragement tht has one way or another spurred me to do well for the exams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993399;"&gt;she said " &lt;em&gt;it's the last lap girl, jus put in all your effort for the remaining days, i really want u to do well and i knw u can do it."&lt;/em&gt;  man,wen i come to think for this, i realise tht ppl do expect things from me n since last yr i haf been letting a whole lotta ppl down. i wudnt wan it to happen dis tym round. not again. never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993399;"&gt;// i do hope things are getting better. good to see u getting back on track. keep gng and stopping wasting yr tym alrites? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993399;"&gt;* sugar pie, honey buns, im missing u to bits and pieces. muax! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#993399;"&gt;im off... toorah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17615122-112929780976846346?l=kevanes09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/feeds/112929780976846346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17615122&amp;postID=112929780976846346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17615122/posts/default/112929780976846346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17615122/posts/default/112929780976846346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/2005/10/weekends.html' title='weekends.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448190258081623082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17615122.post-112903463200671895</id><published>2005-10-11T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T05:43:52.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>messy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;heyyy! so lets see, i missed a day of bloggin yday. does it really matter? cos no one said tht we hafta blog like every single day rite? .. hehe.. well i had a good day yday cos i went to watch the movie 'Goal' . man! was it fabulous. his skills were perfect and he had a cute look to go along with it tooo. yeah, on the whole, the movie is one not to be missed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000066;"&gt;then came, tuesday, where we had to report to school at the usual tym.had ta drag myself out of bed.skool, i had to say wat great. time flew so fast. tht i wasnt bored at all. will be having a mock physics and add maths test tmr. let's jus hope i don screw anything up once again. haven started studying yet. wud be gng to do so soon, i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000066;"&gt;// i have got dis dear fren of mine, who's really gng thru a tough period in his/her life.i jus hope tht things will be alright soon and tht u wud be able to concentrate on yr work without any distraction. tht talk tht we had wasnt nonsense aftral, was it? nvm.. i hope u wont let things repeat itself agn aits? u ll always haf me here for support. don u worry.*hugs* .. smile for me, wont u?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000066;"&gt;less den 30 days to the examinations. n i don think im prepared at all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000066;"&gt;my lil swtum's dng his mother tongue examination. good luck baby! *smoochies*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000066;"&gt;// i pray tht people will find strength they need in the people tht they love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17615122-112903463200671895?l=kevanes09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/feeds/112903463200671895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17615122&amp;postID=112903463200671895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17615122/posts/default/112903463200671895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17615122/posts/default/112903463200671895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevanes09.blogspot.com/2005/10/messy.html' title='messy.'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448190258081623082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17615122.post-112886555206029479</id><published>2005-10-09T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T06:45:52.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i wan to study!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;alrites! i ve got huge problem with myself now! aargghs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;wtf? i mugged so hard yday and today im totally wasting my time doing nuthing.totally disappointed with myself. shits. i really haf to do sumthing before i hit the hay if not i wont be able to sleep soundly.&lt;em&gt;feeling frustrated.&lt;/em&gt;watever for, only gods knows. can it be the weather that is upsetting the study mood.damn! i cant jus be finding reasons to cover up why i totally wasted my day..hais..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;u see, dis was how sunday, october 9th 2005 was spent. woke up early in mrng for church.i was struggling to do so.cos i slept lyk at only 3am in de mrng.hehe. so i went to church n by the tym i reached hme i was half &lt;em&gt;shagged.&lt;/em&gt; so i jus hogged on de line for awhile n den i dozed off.. from the tym i woke up, i ve not been dng anything meaningful.. HOW??!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;currently chatting with tiq and shira. i mite be joining to girls for hockey trg agn ..! yay! i cant wait lar.. i mish hockey way too much for me to jus stop playing .. i wanna go back to train.. thnk god shira came online! cos i jus found tht she didnt study too. at least got partner..i m feeling lyk so guilty.so ridiculous! hehee.. i wanna study.. God wud pls jus shower me with the study mood and i ll definately be at the table studying..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;cant wait till 10. wonder wat tym i ll be sleeping today. o damn another thing! our timetable has gone another chnge and now we hafta report to skool as normal with effect from tues. fucken man! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;bleahs.im off! getting more irritated. shoo, im not to be disturbed.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;// mishing u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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study!'/><author><name>vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06448190258081623082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17615122.post-112878088090508909</id><published>2005-10-08T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T07:14:40.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>// the return of me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;haha.i find it kinda ironic how i finally came to a decision of having a blog again. believe me, i was thinkin abt it for days.&lt;em&gt;madness. &lt;/em&gt;the reason why i decided to haf a bloggy was becos i found myself swallowing up too much of wads gng on in myself. it feels as if im deprived of expressing my feelings, like i don haf space to let loose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;alrites, so here i m again back to wat i used-to-love doing.wait a minute, i think i stil love it. hehes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;feel kinda proud of myself tdy.cos i woke up early n did lots of maths.hais.though i hate the subject so badly, im left with no other choice but to work my ass off for it.yeap, so can say tht i was basically mugging the whole day. was supposed to go out but i didn haf de mood to do so,plus, it had to be cancelled off too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;life has bn a total mess.tryna get things strait. but it seems to get even more confusing as each day passes by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i m sooo missing hockey. honestly, hockey as been a solution to most of the problems i face. ridiculous as it may sound, but i find so much of peace n happiness in the game. i wanna play! i wanna train! i wanna score goals again! .. i miss everything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;cant wait for the exams to be over ... but i really hafta ace it .. i have to . i must . i can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i m totally in love with the song ; more than words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;it has so much of meaning to it. it helps you to realise tht love is not just saying 'i love you' but it is deep down that really matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Saying I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Is not the words I want to hear from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It's not that I want you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Not to say, but if you only knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;How easy it would be to show me how you feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;More than words is all you have to do to make it real &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Then you wouldn't have to say that you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Cos I'd already know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;What would you do if my heart was torn in two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;More than words to show you feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;That your love for me is real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;What would you say if I took those words away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Then you couldn't make things new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Just by saying I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Now I've tried to talk to you and make you understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;All you have to do is close your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;And just reach out your hands and touch me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Hold me close don't ever let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;More than words is all I ever needed you to show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Then you wouldn't have to say that you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Cos I'd already know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;What would you do if my heart was torn in two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;More than words to show you feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;That your love for me is real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;What would you say if I took those words away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Then you couldn't make things new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Just by saying I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i need someone with an answer to all my unanswered questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;// tearing up into two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;peace out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17615122-112878088090508909?l=kevanes09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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