<?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-1199192801262470033</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:28:26.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The one I misses most is gone, long gone.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingredcars.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1199192801262470033/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingredcars.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00219512283656134546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ua2hY9CDIC0/Sc5RoE36EYI/AAAAAAAAAQI/WGY7Ebo7FP4/S220/Edited03.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1199192801262470033.post-8358650073594777780</id><published>2009-06-02T10:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T10:07:25.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Because I'm way too perfect for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1199192801262470033-8358650073594777780?l=flyingredcars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingredcars.blogspot.com/feeds/8358650073594777780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flyingredcars.blogspot.com/2009/06/because-im-way-too-perfect-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1199192801262470033/posts/default/8358650073594777780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1199192801262470033/posts/default/8358650073594777780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingredcars.blogspot.com/2009/06/because-im-way-too-perfect-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Chy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00219512283656134546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ua2hY9CDIC0/Sc5RoE36EYI/AAAAAAAAAQI/WGY7Ebo7FP4/S220/Edited03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1199192801262470033.post-3210861479268575718</id><published>2009-05-29T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T04:36:11.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Too tough&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHTTTT, and my results were all out today. Yes, TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English: 56.8.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese: 60.9&lt;br /&gt;Maths: 51.6&lt;br /&gt;Science: 39.1&lt;br /&gt;Humanities: 31.3&lt;br /&gt;F&amp;amp;N: 42.0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How great that was ! Pass like 3 ? I really really really need to buck up for my F&amp;amp;N ! And remain all my marks till EOY exams ! I cannot afford to drop any of the marks up there ! ! Its either they remain, or they increase. But, nonononono going down. If not, I'll tear the teacher's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1199192801262470033-3210861479268575718?l=flyingredcars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingredcars.blogspot.com/feeds/3210861479268575718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flyingredcars.blogspot.com/2009/05/rightttt-and-my-results-were-all-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1199192801262470033/posts/default/3210861479268575718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1199192801262470033/posts/default/3210861479268575718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingredcars.blogspot.com/2009/05/rightttt-and-my-results-were-all-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Chy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00219512283656134546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ua2hY9CDIC0/Sc5RoE36EYI/AAAAAAAAAQI/WGY7Ebo7FP4/S220/Edited03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1199192801262470033.post-6172365794016294049</id><published>2009-05-28T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T00:57:16.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I haven't been feeling good, since the day you left me.&lt;br /&gt;(S), I will miss like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1199192801262470033-6172365794016294049?l=flyingredcars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingredcars.blogspot.com/feeds/6172365794016294049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flyingredcars.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-havent-been-feeling-good-since-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1199192801262470033/posts/default/6172365794016294049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1199192801262470033/posts/default/6172365794016294049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingredcars.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-havent-been-feeling-good-since-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Chy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00219512283656134546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ua2hY9CDIC0/Sc5RoE36EYI/AAAAAAAAAQI/WGY7Ebo7FP4/S220/Edited03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1199192801262470033.post-2701247093073426412</id><published>2009-05-22T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T05:24:21.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(61, 193, 182);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;NI'S HAO'S ! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Gotten back &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt; my results and it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; sucks. HAHA, I'm so confident of my maths but actually it turn out GREATTT. I passed! Hooray for me ! *Claps! No wait. I calculated myself into 100% and its 51%. But when the mark list was passed down, I got 49%. So ? Which marks should I take ? Aiyah, prayyyy hard that I would just pass because I cannot afford to let my maths fail. Sadddddd. HAHA, I got a 1 digit mark&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;for both my Geog and F&amp;amp;N. How great that was ? I needa buck up. for EOY ! ! Gawd, stop playing BERTHA CHUA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You used to love me a lot, you said that I was the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Yes, I've been brokenhearted. Blue since the day we parted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1199192801262470033-2701247093073426412?l=flyingredcars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingredcars.blogspot.com/feeds/2701247093073426412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flyingredcars.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-used-to-love-me-lot-you-said-that-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1199192801262470033/posts/default/2701247093073426412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1199192801262470033/posts/default/2701247093073426412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingredcars.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-used-to-love-me-lot-you-said-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Chy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00219512283656134546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ua2hY9CDIC0/Sc5RoE36EYI/AAAAAAAAAQI/WGY7Ebo7FP4/S220/Edited03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1199192801262470033.post-857806728865482380</id><published>2009-05-20T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T02:28:07.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Work work work. Totally awesome-ly obviously suck. :( My blog is kinda dead and I really need t make it alive. GOSH. LEE MIN HO- hawt hawt hawttttttttt ! Aw. Did you watch boys over flowers ? Esp the part where they showed their houses which store super duper uber lots of clothes, shoes, ties ?! Oh man. Lovin' em'. Eh, he's house is totally 10 times my house k ! Its like Vivo. Oh wait. Maybe bigger than Vivo ? Oh god. Just the thought of them makes me high like shit. Anabelle: I don't even think you're high t th extent of me being high ? HAHAHA. I need to save up money to buy Itouch. Otherwise, sis would boast about me not saying sorry t my bro when he can actually buy me one during th IT fair. Gah, whatever. Oh you know what ?! I was playing w cherie's Itouch today ! (: Cooooooooooooooooooool x1000 to the power of one million ! TAP TAP TAP TAP TAP TAP TAP TAP ! Fun, try it friends. You will love it. (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1199192801262470033-857806728865482380?l=flyingredcars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingredcars.blogspot.com/feeds/857806728865482380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flyingredcars.blogspot.com/2009/05/work-work-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1199192801262470033/posts/default/857806728865482380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1199192801262470033/posts/default/857806728865482380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingredcars.blogspot.com/2009/05/work-work-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Chy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00219512283656134546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ua2hY9CDIC0/Sc5RoE36EYI/AAAAAAAAAQI/WGY7Ebo7FP4/S220/Edited03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1199192801262470033.post-2302421928639800169</id><published>2009-04-05T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T06:25:36.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick now, And I think I have already used 1toilet roll and a packet of tissue paper already. Gawddddd. Wanted t go over Bishan t collect stocks from Jacinta but didn't managed to as she wasn't free. I thought I just love you like how a friend love a friend. But now, I don't think so. It has already grew more than a friend feelings. I really need to start thinking about all these and stop running away from it. Guessed as much you wouldn't love me. Grrrr, anyway. Thanks Chanel uh. *Rolls eyes.  Sorry B. I didn't meant to. But, please remember at times, you were also unreasonable. You weren't understanding. And when I told you, you said: Alright, I'll be more understanding in future. The way you put it to me was like in a sarcastic way. Maybe you didn't, but somehow, I felt it. This wasn't how it meant to be. I thought by doing all these, it would be a right way. But, no. Maybe like what she says, I was too engrossed in all my problems. A million thanks to her when I was real sad, and she was there, by my side, talking to me, comforting me even tho I was rather piss off by your 'you like me'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't treasure the friendship I'm having with you right now, I don't think I should treasure too. The way you talk t your friends is much sweeter than how you talk t me. If its a one-sided put-in-effort, I rather give up. Its really tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1199192801262470033-2302421928639800169?l=flyingredcars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingredcars.blogspot.com/feeds/2302421928639800169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flyingredcars.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1199192801262470033/posts/default/2302421928639800169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1199192801262470033/posts/default/2302421928639800169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingredcars.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Chy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00219512283656134546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ua2hY9CDIC0/Sc5RoE36EYI/AAAAAAAAAQI/WGY7Ebo7FP4/S220/Edited03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1199192801262470033.post-1593854168106930541</id><published>2009-04-01T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T02:34:00.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm in school doing my cousework and I'm damn lazy to complete it. Idk why. But the fs between me and you seems to drift apart day by day. If you're not gonna revive it, no matter how much effort i put in, is of no use. The world seems t abandon me. I'm scared. Really. Real scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write the names of 21 friends you can think off the top of your head, and then answer the questions.&lt;br /&gt;Say you’re guessing if you don’t know, but at least guess on all of them.&lt;br /&gt;After doing this, tag your 21 friends to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Rae&lt;br /&gt;02. Chanelyn&lt;br /&gt;03. Chanel&lt;br /&gt;04. Angela&lt;br /&gt;05. Hazel&lt;br /&gt;06. Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;07. Cristelle&lt;br /&gt;08. Apollonia&lt;br /&gt;09. YaoMin &lt;br /&gt;10. Jolene&lt;br /&gt;11. Amber&lt;br /&gt;12. Emily&lt;br /&gt;13. YYYYYYYYY&lt;br /&gt;14. Cherie&lt;br /&gt;15. Isabella&lt;br /&gt;16. Jesslyn&lt;br /&gt;17. Rachel    &lt;br /&gt;18. Samantha&lt;br /&gt;19. Melissa&lt;br /&gt;20. B&lt;br /&gt;21. Charlene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*How did you meet 7? [Cristelle]&lt;br /&gt;Primary school ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What would you do if you had never met 15? [Isabella]&lt;br /&gt;Ohmygosh, NO WAY. She's one pretty Ang mo k.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What would you do if 20 and 1 dated? [B and Rae]&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. I will seriously laugh my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Have you ever seen 17 cry? [Rachel]&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Would 4 and 16 make a good couple? [Angela and Jesslyn]&lt;br /&gt;Pleaseeee, NO WAY would they be able to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Do you want to be 13's friend forever? [YYYYYYYY]&lt;br /&gt;Yes Yes Yes ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Do you think 11 is attractive? [Amber]&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, not only is she attractive, she's also cooooooool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What’s 5’s favorite color? [Hazel]&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that close t her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*When was the last time you talked to 9? [YaoMin]&lt;br /&gt;Hm. Idk. I think just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What language does 8 speak? [Apollonia]&lt;br /&gt;ENGLISH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Who is 13 going out with? [YYYYYYYYY]&lt;br /&gt;Idk.:( I wish t know too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What grade is 16 in? [Jesslyn]&lt;br /&gt;Secondary3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Would you ever date 17? [Rachel]&lt;br /&gt;NO PLEASE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Where does 18 live? [Samantha]&lt;br /&gt;Sengkang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What is the best thing about 4? [Angela]&lt;br /&gt;She's damn friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What would you like to tell 10 right now? [Jolene]&lt;br /&gt;CHEERUP JO! He's wrong not to take you as his alrights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What is the best thing about 20? [B]&lt;br /&gt;She's nice &amp;amp; loving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Have you ever kissed 2? [Chanelyn]&lt;br /&gt;Nopeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What’s the best memory you have of 5? [Hazel]&lt;br /&gt;None. I'm not that close t her even tho we are in the same class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*When’s the next time you’re going to see 4? [Angela]&lt;br /&gt;Not sure. Soon, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*How is 7 different from 6? [Cristelle and Elizabeth]&lt;br /&gt;7 is Sec3.&lt;br /&gt;6 is Sec2.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Is 2 pretty? [Chanelyn]&lt;br /&gt;Yes, not only is she pretty but friendly too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What was your first impression of 15? [Isabella]&lt;br /&gt;Awww, you are so pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*How did you meet 3? [Chanel]&lt;br /&gt;Sec2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Is 15 your best friend? [Isabella]&lt;br /&gt;If she wants, I don't mind! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Do you hate 12? [Emily]&lt;br /&gt;Nopeeeee! Hate her for ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Have you seen 18 in the last month? [Samantha]&lt;br /&gt;I think I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*When was the last time you saw 16? [Jesslyn]&lt;br /&gt;Just now ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Have you been to 5’s house? [Hazel]&lt;br /&gt;Told you I don't really know her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*When’s the next time you’ll see 10? [Jolene]&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow ? -if she comes to school ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Are you close to 11? [Amber]&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Have you been to the movies with 4? [Angela]&lt;br /&gt;Nopeeee. But stand outside the theatre  &amp;amp; in the end decided not t watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Have you gotten in trouble with 8? [Apollonia]&lt;br /&gt;Nopeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Would you give 19 a hug? [Melissa]&lt;br /&gt;Yes Yes Yes ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*When have you lied to 3? [Chanel]&lt;br /&gt;Not sure. Don't think I did lied t her before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Is 11 good at socializing? [Amber]&lt;br /&gt;She's good at sleeping. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Do you know a secret about 8? [Apollonia]&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Describe the relationship between 12 and 18. [Emily and Samantha]&lt;br /&gt;I don't think they know each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What’s the best thing about your friendship with 9? [YaoMin]&lt;br /&gt;She's friendly. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What’s the worst thing about 6? [Elizabeth]&lt;br /&gt;She acts cute. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Have you ever had a crush on 12? [Emily]&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE, NO. NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*How long have you known 2? [Chanelyn]&lt;br /&gt;1year plus plus ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Have you ever been in a fight with 13? [YYYYYYYYYY]&lt;br /&gt;Idk if that counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Does 11 have a bf/gf? [Amber]&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Have you ever wanted to punch 1 in the face? [Rae]&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, Yessssssssss! Annoying shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Has 21 met your mother? [Charlene]&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*How did you meet 11? [Amber]&lt;br /&gt;Sec2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Did you ever accidentally physically hurt 3? [Chanel]&lt;br /&gt;Not sure leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Do you live close to 7? [Cristelle]&lt;br /&gt;Don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What is 8’s favorite food? [Apollonia]&lt;br /&gt;Not sure. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What kind of car does 1 have? [Rae]&lt;br /&gt;She's too young to drive a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Have you traveled anywhere with 9? [YaoMin]&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*If you gave 14 $100, what would they spend it on? [Cherie]&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA, funniest question. SHOPPING(DUHHHHHH!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I finally know how you feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1199192801262470033-1593854168106930541?l=flyingredcars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingredcars.blogspot.com/feeds/1593854168106930541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flyingredcars.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-in-school-doing-my-cousework-and-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1199192801262470033/posts/default/1593854168106930541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1199192801262470033/posts/default/1593854168106930541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingredcars.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-in-school-doing-my-cousework-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Chy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00219512283656134546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ua2hY9CDIC0/Sc5RoE36EYI/AAAAAAAAAQI/WGY7Ebo7FP4/S220/Edited03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1199192801262470033.post-7768502727184880840</id><published>2009-03-30T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T04:50:45.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'He may not be the richest guy, or the most successful guy, but he will really care for you and will risk his life for you. On your birthday, he will give you something. On a date, he will take you somewhere that he knows you will like.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook said so. I hope this works out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi. Hi. Hi. My blog is lonely ain't it. Uh huh. K, i actually owe Mr Tan like 3-4homeworks which I don't think I'm intending to do. Cause I hate gradients and its so difficult. With all the equations left, right hand side. Annoying shitz. No wait. You don't really know how I feel. So, shuddup, seriously. I'm having major pimple outbreak now cause I think my mens are coming. Fuck. F&amp;amp;N coursework needs to be handed up this Thursday. Who would like to offer to do for me uhhhhhhh. I will love you to the max of the max. Wait. Lemme think.&lt;br /&gt;Whats calcium ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1199192801262470033-7768502727184880840?l=flyingredcars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingredcars.blogspot.com/feeds/7768502727184880840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flyingredcars.blogspot.com/2009/03/he-may-not-be-richest-guy-or-most.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1199192801262470033/posts/default/7768502727184880840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1199192801262470033/posts/default/7768502727184880840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingredcars.blogspot.com/2009/03/he-may-not-be-richest-guy-or-most.html' title=''/><author><name>Chy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00219512283656134546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ua2hY9CDIC0/Sc5RoE36EYI/AAAAAAAAAQI/WGY7Ebo7FP4/S220/Edited03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1199192801262470033.post-5052953543887968877</id><published>2009-03-27T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T04:55:52.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ua2hY9CDIC0/Scy4OM3s13I/AAAAAAAAAP8/QkzdpNMUPLQ/s1600-h/Bertha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ua2hY9CDIC0/Scy4OM3s13I/AAAAAAAAAP8/QkzdpNMUPLQ/s320/Bertha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317827814130243442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NI HAO.&lt;br /&gt;Heys! I finally figure out myself how to edit a picture! Hahaha, thanks to Rachel! Ohmygosh, I'm fucking happy. Yes, I know. Not so good. But atleast, i made it right. Haha. *Sniggers. I'm going to learn more more more. Lately, I've been qarrelling with  B alot. I hope she forgets all th nonsense I've given her for th past few days. Hurrs. Annoying much. Wanted to watch Coming Soon today k! Wtf. Then th time slots for it is only 12.30am and 1.30am. Uhhuh, I can go out at that time ah, pigs fly. Fly high up in th sky. I needa work on my F&amp;amp;N sooooooon. Haven't even started on th survey/interview yet k! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You totally don't care about me anymore. I was hoping to see you. Eventually, I did. But, you never make me smile. Why didn't you come up to me &amp;amp; chat awhile ? I want to detest you but, I just can't do it. Are you so busy ? So busy to an extent of, you didn't eat, bathe, sleep, pack your bag ? I don't believe. I really don't believe. I miss you very much, very very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1199192801262470033-5052953543887968877?l=flyingredcars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingredcars.blogspot.com/feeds/5052953543887968877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flyingredcars.blogspot.com/2009/03/ni-hao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1199192801262470033/posts/default/5052953543887968877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1199192801262470033/posts/default/5052953543887968877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingredcars.blogspot.com/2009/03/ni-hao.html' title=''/><author><name>Chy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00219512283656134546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ua2hY9CDIC0/Sc5RoE36EYI/AAAAAAAAAQI/WGY7Ebo7FP4/S220/Edited03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ua2hY9CDIC0/Scy4OM3s13I/AAAAAAAAAP8/QkzdpNMUPLQ/s72-c/Bertha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1199192801262470033.post-3186925760963211579</id><published>2009-03-13T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T08:53:07.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sports day today was kinda exciting. Hey. St.Helen got the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIRST &lt;/span&gt;for cheer leading y'know for the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; FIRST&lt;/span&gt; time. Wow! Anyway, went for class relay and we got the second placing. And wth. Someone has to be a representative of our class and had to collect the prize. So Apple went up. Can't she like give others the chance? No offence Apple, if you do read this post. Don't you think you rather selfish? Hurr :/ Went to Chomps &amp;amp; saw siobs and co. Luckily I didn't go up to the playground in Serangoon gardens okay. All were over there playing. Took 136 and end up taking the wrong bus. Not the wrong bus, but. The wrong side. Real idiot. And homed at 9. Tuition tomorrow and I've not started on Ms.Ng's homework. Holidays homework are sucha nuisance. Mind as well don't give holidays. Pig.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1199192801262470033-3186925760963211579?l=flyingredcars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flyingredcars.blogspot.com/feeds/3186925760963211579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://flyingredcars.blogspot.com/2009/03/sports-day-today-was-kinda-exciting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1199192801262470033/posts/default/3186925760963211579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1199192801262470033/posts/default/3186925760963211579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flyingredcars.blogspot.com/2009/03/sports-day-today-was-kinda-exciting.html' title=''/><author><name>Chy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00219512283656134546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ua2hY9CDIC0/Sc5RoE36EYI/AAAAAAAAAQI/WGY7Ebo7FP4/S220/Edited03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1199192801262470033.post-3847638555871169944</id><published>2009-03-11T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T03:36:04.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LUA XIN N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;ING! [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Party-ed with Amelia, Asiah, Chanelyn, JieYi, JiaXin, PeiWen &amp;amp; YAOOOOOO yesterday! Okay, th whole plan was super unplanned. With CCA's meeting, monitor's meeting.. AND. I'm the first to reach the meeting place. Because of the hot sunny damn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;weather, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;HuaFen gave us 5bucks to take a cab over to BG's house. How nice of her. [: Because o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;f a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ll our stupid sho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;es at the side of th main door, t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;h whole damn plan was kinda ruined. Suckkkkk. And before birthday girl could appe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ar, I just keep on spraying the party string, or whatever that stupid thing is, out of the window. Went to try that peteranswers.com or whatever web's that. That's freaky, I swear. When &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Yaoooo asked : Who do I like? Peter replied : Not at the moment. Anyway, its some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; kin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;da web that Peter will answer. Only to some people who can access to it. Only BG could do it. Some kinda magic powers uh, she. Bought her a bag that she favourited, I think. Hey! Split money k! No money at the mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ment. Suckkkkkky. Chanelyn's birthday coming up next. I don't know what to prepare for her, anyway. Will just give her a kiss on that day, HAHA. Abit kiam siam pong uh. This stupid blogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hop : &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;http://acemobile.blogspot.com/, totally ruined my entire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe many people have asked you to advertise on their behalf.&lt;br /&gt;But, please &lt;b&gt;DO NOT &lt;/b&gt;tag on my board if th person that you're helping to tag doesn't has any ads tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't I clearly state it there?&lt;br /&gt;And, I also hope you please refrain from coming to my site.&lt;br /&gt;You have tag like, 7times a day on my board w/o me banning or deleting your message or scamming your board how many times you did on mine.Maybe I did. But, I was really pissed alr. Please, &lt;b&gt;DO NOT&lt;/b&gt;, tag on my tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He replied:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck you and get a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the problem with him. I swear, I will make sure his whole bs goes burst- BOOM! And, make sure people boycott you. You ass &amp;amp; bastard. I don't want to explain and talk about this anymore. 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