<?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-6135807</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:48:42.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+dangerously in love</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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>381</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-116485267995741528</id><published>2006-11-30T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T10:11:30.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've moved. Drop me a message/email/msn whatever if you want to know where i've moved to. :D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/116485267995741528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/116485267995741528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116485267995741528' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-116372962956389147</id><published>2006-11-17T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T10:13:49.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bad things happen at the most crucial time.I was supposed to email some data to my hockey teacher,and it was a must that i sent it over like last night because the deadline is today (She has given me 2 weeks to do it, hehe)And then the internet connection at home died on me.But nevermind!Cos i went over to girlfriend's house and did my work there.The hotmail server was busy,we had to wait and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/116372962956389147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/116372962956389147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116372962956389147' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-116347327977260868</id><published>2006-11-14T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T17:07:09.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Re-editedYou told me,I dont want to be just your brother.And then, this little tinge of sweetness surfaced and filled every corner of my heart.I felt blessed, very blessed.We've taken on different paths,We've changed to become unknown people to each other.Times have changed, we have changed.-I see team spirit building up;We train cry scream yell drink sing,We endure as a team.Nobody gave up on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/116347327977260868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/116347327977260868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116347327977260868' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-116299891374386464</id><published>2006-11-08T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T00:27:14.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I used to have this girlfriend, i thought she meant the world to me.I thought she was something i couldnt let go off.I was young, naive, and immature.And then came the second,she was the cutest thing i ever set my eyes upon.She, was somewhat like a lover and also a best friend.She painstakingly took care of me.As gentle as a lamb, i fell for her at first sight.People come and go.Fuck you Raerae, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/116299891374386464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/116299891374386464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116299891374386464' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-116278009374772963</id><published>2006-11-06T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T11:04:10.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Superficial bunch of fags who lick people's ass just to gain popularity,or what they so call, fame, in school.And, they perceive that its so cool knowing a senior,or being together with a senior,that they walk around school with their noses high in the air.Childish deception, from my point of view.Such fags totally turn me off.You aint that big baby(s),i'll kick yr ass one day.Seriously, you're </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/116278009374772963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/116278009374772963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116278009374772963' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-116264736967222506</id><published>2006-11-04T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T21:36:09.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Chinese As are over, what a relief.I shant go into the details,i felt that it was a pretty bad paper because i made so many mistakes alr.And, just in case you didnt know,Majority of the MCQs are worth 4 marks each.I made alot of mistakes alr =(Met up with Manel and Arica babies on Thursday and we had a great time catching up, bitching and stuff.Those were the good old days lah. :DI'm so fucking </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/116264736967222506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/116264736967222506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116264736967222506' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-116213239853204922</id><published>2006-10-29T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T08:01:37.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I want to go out and get some air!Girlfriend M has seemed to disappear.I'm stuck coming up with a dumb speech for some presentation tomorrow.I want to watch my L Word.Okay, i've been doing some retail therapy these few days.And i bought my Fred Perry bag at long last.Together with Kaikai and Pingping, we were like on some shopping spree yesterday!:DYay, now we three carry Fred Perry bags.I'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/116213239853204922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/116213239853204922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116213239853204922' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-116165678243419782</id><published>2006-10-24T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:26:22.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aint life all about ups and downs?For now, the downs are over. :)Sometimes, its funny to see how people may look so cold on the surface,yet there are little children at heart.M's one great example.She behaves like she's so grown up.In fact you should see how she plays on the swing.Did i mention, sunshine after the rain?Just in case you were wondering, we're good. :DThese few days have been </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/116165678243419782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/116165678243419782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116165678243419782' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-116108982873942112</id><published>2006-10-17T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T20:57:08.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To those whom i made worry today,i'm so sorry for my sudden outburst of emotions.I'm alright and good so dont worry yah.And Harry,you know i love you and you're certainly not an asshole.However, imposing as Harry is very asshole indeed.So to that Harry poseur out there,i appreciate that you back me up against those dumb comments,but dont impose as Harry please?Thank you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/116108982873942112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/116108982873942112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116108982873942112' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-116100136613720217</id><published>2006-10-16T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T20:22:46.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What's the date today?Oh, its the sixteen.What a fateful day it is today.I feel like a breakable thread thats about to break any moment now.i just cant believe things would turn out this way.I dont want things to turn out this way.I dont want to let go.I'm fine thank you.Three cheers for all those out there celebrating that i'm breakng down.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/116100136613720217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/116100136613720217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116100136613720217' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-116075658110543114</id><published>2006-10-14T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T00:23:01.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dumb immature cowards who jolly well should go fuck themselves.I'm just happy with the way i am.Be it being short, ugly, les or whatsoever.I'm les, or not.Doesnt concern you anyway.I'm so fucking in love with Shane or not,you dont have to care.Somehow, i miss my girlfriend.Bu we're currently ignoring each other.How ironic.Shane's so fucking hot, Ping Ping agrees too!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/116075658110543114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/116075658110543114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116075658110543114' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-115995969074038697</id><published>2006-10-04T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T21:50:52.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Re-editedIts funny how time seems to fly,its been four papers down already.Two more to go, and its the end of promos! :DMath today was the ultimate killer, i'm feeling kinda suicidal after the paper.Speaking of which, insecurities have been setting in pretty much these days.Emptiness has been casting shadows upon me.Somehow i feel like i'm lost.Anxiety kicks in, damnit i hate that feeling.In the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115995969074038697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115995969074038697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#115995969074038697' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-115970924571507435</id><published>2006-10-01T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T21:27:25.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Enough about all the rattling and swearing from the previous entry,i havent called you a bitch so stop calling me one.Once again, i was up studying at Gardens Macs last night.Surprising, guess who was there?M, that silly girlfriend.And we had Indian rojak at one in the morning, how sweet.And talking bad abt some common annoying enemy of ours, yay.To hell abt you feeling upset or anything, i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115970924571507435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115970924571507435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#115970924571507435' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-115961918331079709</id><published>2006-09-30T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T20:26:23.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FUCKING HELL,I WONDER WHAT BAD DEED I DID TO HAVE MET SOMEONE LIKE YOU.FUCK YOU, SON OF A BITCH.JUST SHUT THAT THAT FUCKING BIG MOUTH OF YOURS.AND TO YOU SLUT,I FUCKING HELL DIDNT SPREAD RUMORS ABOUT THAT.I DONT HAVE THAT MUCH FUCKING TIME TO DO SUCH STUPID THINGS.ASK YRSELF, AND YR FUCKING DIRTY BODY AND ROTTEN VAGINA WHY PEOPLE WILL START SUCH RUMORS.AND WHY SO MANY PEOPLE WILL BITCH ABT </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115961918331079709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115961918331079709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115961918331079709' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-115884811050269429</id><published>2006-09-21T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T22:15:10.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>我不干心，我不服气。难道你不能证明给我爱是天长地久的吗？难道你感觉不出我对你的爱是真心的吗？亲爱的Anata，不知道你还爱不爱我，我到底那里做错？我要你知道，我永远爱你，如果失去你我就和不下去了。谁还记得是谁先说永远都爱我？谁还记得爱情开始变化的时候？The last person on the world to ever have any doubts in me, should be you.Its only a few days away from the golden day.Why must things turn out the way they are now.Aint it always been against all odds?You wanted to continue writing, finish up as many pages as you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115884811050269429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115884811050269429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115884811050269429' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-115824086530402624</id><published>2006-09-14T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T15:13:56.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ReditedI'm curently chewing happily on my packet of Haribo gummies!It was a pleasant surprise when i saw the packet of gummies on the table when i reached home.I didnt know Haribo has packet gummies, only the rounded tube ones are sold in Singapore.This packet is from Paris. :DYay, so nice.And and and,Harry bought me gummies today also!It was so sweet of him.Two wars are about to rage up in my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115824086530402624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115824086530402624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115824086530402624' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-115782388567814260</id><published>2006-09-10T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T01:46:54.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its funny how people change;How things change;How feelings change.Its funny how things break;How hearts break;How relationships break.Its ironic how you can both love and hate a person at the same time.Its like one thirty in the morning now,and here i am feeling extremely momo and randoming stupid stuffs on this dumb medium of blogging.Todays's Sunday, then its Monday tomorrow and it means its </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115782388567814260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115782388567814260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115782388567814260' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-115763612872446279</id><published>2006-09-07T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T21:35:28.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Superman's currently playing in the background,i'm not feeling sad that Paul's out.Its just that he looked so sad crying.(Who doesnt?)I'm seriously pissed with the mother-fucker-daughter-of-a-bitch,okay thats abit too harsh.But can you fucking hell stop copying others.(Honestly, i aint usually this vulgar but you're seriously pissing me off.)Okay i'm feeling sad listening to superman,but i dont </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115763612872446279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115763612872446279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115763612872446279' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-115716703710784354</id><published>2006-09-02T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T22:59:21.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The after-effects are kicking in, bit by bit.I'm starting to feel a part of me missing.I did a 2.4km timed run yesterday morning,yes i've got integrity and honesty to actually go do a run instead of submitting my napfa timing to my coach.Anyway the run felt so bad because i was seriously zonked out,and i seriously wanted to give up at the beginning of my third round.Without Mel beside me pacing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115716703710784354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115716703710784354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115716703710784354' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-115703702114196421</id><published>2006-08-31T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T23:37:07.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The cold war had ended, the Belin wall's down, (haha)all's fine and nice and warm now.I reckon this is the worst one we've ever had.Nonetheless, we're back as strong as ever.So many things happened over the past week.Good things, bad things, happy things, sad things.Okay, something's seriously weird abt my blogging style today.But, my class is scandalous.I've a kissing picture of Yuding and Alex,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115703702114196421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115703702114196421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115703702114196421' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-115616884901734954</id><published>2006-08-21T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T22:00:49.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What do you call that law again?Some Murphy's Law is it?When things always seem to go wrong when its the most crucial period.Yes exactly what happened last night.EoM's due today, major comp malfunction and i felt so helpless cos i couldnt even get the f comp working and to print my document.Final resort, i went to Mel's house at like 2345 just to get the document printed.Her family was up, all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115616884901734954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115616884901734954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115616884901734954' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-115600485515853640</id><published>2006-08-19T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T00:27:35.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The week's been full of ups and downs,nonetheless its sunshine after the rain.Or maybe i think so.I think AJ's funny.Some students have created this blog to criticise abt the school,and there was one part which went like this,Our P has an "in" and fashionable hairstyle and a celebrity look (hint: a dj from a chinese station).It seriously got me bursting out in laughter in the free access room and</summary><link 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115547907690660235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115547907690660235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115547907690660235' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-115505114674303836</id><published>2006-08-08T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T23:32:26.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I realised i've been such a fool crying over past relationships.And you're such an angel to appear in my life, bringing so much joy and happiness.I'm so glad our paths crossed. :DM was laughing at my red and white attire today.She was like, JC still must wear?!But going to JC aint that bad actually,she has attachement today and on thursday.So many embarassing things happened today.I feel like a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115505114674303836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115505114674303836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115505114674303836' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-115374884413374108</id><published>2006-07-24T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T21:49:21.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Baby, a simply messgae like uggh you disgust me isnt enough to bring me down.Perhaps you would like to try alittle harder?But point noted, digusting i am.But its my problem, you can choose not to come here anyway.You pathethic loser.I was so engrossed in this romance book that i was reading, and i was fuming mad to realise that the last few pages of the book were gone.And i was just left hanging </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115374884413374108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115374884413374108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115374884413374108' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-115298024802799015</id><published>2006-07-16T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T00:17:28.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The day's been so long, i've walked on for hours non-stop.I'm so in love with this girl called toylyn.And i cant believe we've progressed so far that we held hands today.Awww, it was so sweet.Anyhow, she made me cry for her that day by doing a really bad thing that hurt me so badly.Do i sound stupid?Maybe i do, sorry i'm just so deeply in love. :DHaha, pardon me.You know sometimes, i just cant </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115298024802799015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115298024802799015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115298024802799015' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-115236594500133244</id><published>2006-07-08T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T21:39:05.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, i cried like mad watching The Way Home.You know that Korean show?The one with the old grandma and the little boy?It was so sad that i couldnt help bursting into tears.And it was so embarrassing, especially in front of Harry. GawwddI'm discriminating, yes.Guys are such superficial shit, they judge girls based on their looks.We have like so much more substance inside.Its like, there are so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115236594500133244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115236594500133244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115236594500133244' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-115210945660882793</id><published>2006-07-05T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T22:24:16.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I realised that perhaps every single person has a certain unique charm in them that makes it possible for someone out there in the world to fall for them.No matter how ugly, or how fat they are, or how bad and evil a person they are.Now i know why the ugliest girls can get the most charming guy, and vice versa.I used to wonder if Harry was blind,perhaps now i've understood it altogether.I've </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115210945660882793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115210945660882793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115210945660882793' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-115150003449115641</id><published>2006-06-28T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T21:11:50.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm halfway through the midyear common tests,and i really didnt enjoy every single bit of it so far.Three hours and fifteen minutes of chinese tomorrow, followed by an expected killer paper for physics on friday.I'm so not in the mood for anything right now.I'm like so affected, and so sad.I feel like crying.You've changed, and that has brought about so much hurt.I thought you started to think of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115150003449115641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115150003449115641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115150003449115641' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-115121524510298412</id><published>2006-06-25T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T21:08:45.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Two days away from my mids, i spent my entire day in town. Mango is having some frantic sale, everyone's squeezing here and there.I'm not some cheapo who squeezes in with the crowd, yeah i know there's a sales going on but no need for pushing, nono.And only a day away from my mids.I'm finally staying at home for once, trying to get some crap shit into my head.I'm being such a good girl by </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115121524510298412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115121524510298412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115121524510298412' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-115107410538315152</id><published>2006-06-23T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T21:10:16.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another week gone, and there was so damn much mugging done throughout the week man!(sense the sarcasm?)And i still cant believe that common tests are up like next week.I seriously wonder where in the world did all my time over the past week gone to!Okay, guess there aint much time left.I'm prepared to flunk all of them this time.My entended family headed down to kukup, malaysia for some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115107410538315152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115107410538315152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115107410538315152' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-115035862860188275</id><published>2006-06-15T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T16:03:48.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you like to think i'm crazy when i say that you've changed.i'm convinced i know the problem, you dont love me the same.period.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115035862860188275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/115035862860188275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115035862860188275' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-114994596141073517</id><published>2006-06-10T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T21:26:01.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the cold war ended, the ironic thing is that we became ever so warm. hathe past weeek had been a dreading one, with lectures packed for the entire week.information indigestion, i've yet digested the 3hour straight organic chem lecture of last thursday.or should i say, i didnt even absorb anything in?its okay lah, they arent being tested in the july common tests anyway.(what great learning </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/114994596141073517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/114994596141073517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114994596141073517' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-114947639735172604</id><published>2006-06-05T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T11:33:18.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>4 days of delta experience indeed got all my energy drained dry.though it wasnt as tough as the alphabravo camp, we had our fair share of suffering too.all the burpies, pushups and situps we had to do for punishments.the nightwalk from punggol to aj,wooahh! i'm proud to say, i survived delta experience. :D(though, kf and toy wld be so much more proud to say they survived alphabravo camp.)the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/114947639735172604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/114947639735172604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114947639735172604' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-114847406736427498</id><published>2006-05-24T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T22:10:04.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i stumbled upon this photo on friendster,and i think she looks ever so charming. :Dthats abit random i know, but shrugs.its coming to the end of term two, how fast time flies!i finally finished the dreaded chemSPA yesterday,and i have another hurdle more to go.i have 2.4km run tomorrow, damn!i've been feeling so sick for the past week!immune system's been really down.it all started of with fever,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/114847406736427498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/114847406736427498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114847406736427498' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-114796222430251523</id><published>2006-05-18T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T22:23:44.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>like i was telling my sugar today,i'm utterly turned off by some disgusting people.and it turns out that, another darling of mine share the same sentiments too!perhaps the entire world is feeling irksome by them, i dont know.but i certainly despise people like that.i am totally anti-guys because all of them are jerks and bastards.apparently, i must mention that, some bungs/butches fit into the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/114796222430251523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/114796222430251523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114796222430251523' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-114761613081230516</id><published>2006-05-14T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T22:15:30.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>that ever sweetest thing was so sweet to stay up til six in the morning just to find the songs i want. awwwtell me, where can you find someone so sweet like her! :Dtoday is a sunday,and on sunday, zq is supposed to be my girlfriend.now tell me, where is she!two busy weeks up ahead,the most dreaded SPA(s) are coming up.=(tommorrow marks the end of my hockey tournment 2006.it was so sad when we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/114761613081230516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/114761613081230516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114761613081230516' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-114699463977433548</id><published>2006-05-07T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T17:37:19.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bi an nay, sarang hae.in the darkness, a girl sits alone.pondering over her mistakes, she blames her pride for getting in the way of doing this.she blames herself for always being irrational whenever anger gotten over her psyche,and that she never fails to say things that you knew she would regret.she said it anyway.perhaps there was a limit to everything.perhaps the other party was tired of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/114699463977433548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/114699463977433548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114699463977433548' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-114553437688840755</id><published>2006-04-20T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T19:59:36.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>remedy;entinced in this bittersweet, spell-binding love.yours truly,everlasting eternity.sugarrush :)what's wrong wif me!perhaps i'm too sweet that i'm under the attack of the mosquitos.damn it, i'm feeling really itchy all over.and whats wrong wid the world!gays are certainly making my hair stand all over.www.colinandkero.blogspot.com</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/114553437688840755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/114553437688840755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114553437688840755' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-114536013960827166</id><published>2006-04-18T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T19:35:39.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sometimes, it just seems pretty amusing how life works.it just so had to rain today, a day i so didnt want it to rain.i'm fine and unaffected, i'm happy that we're all quits.i'm so in love with the loved one, that she seemed to have robbed my whole heart away.i'm scandalous, me and my friend made it up that i'm having a crush on this really cute girl called yongyong.cedar's sports day's this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/114536013960827166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/114536013960827166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114536013960827166' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-114493913973202729</id><published>2006-04-13T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T22:38:59.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its been long since i've blogged anything here.its been long since i've spoken to the loved one;perhaps for the very first time, we dont even acknowledge each other when we see each other in school.oh no, everything's just so bad.oh no, i'm so sad.been seriously ill for the previous two days.causing me to miss two important trainings.=(our first match for the season is in five days time,and after</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/114493913973202729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/114493913973202729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114493913973202729' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-114277321820320046</id><published>2006-03-19T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T21:00:19.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BLANK BLANK BLANK.i'm leaving this blog to rot,until further inspiration. heh :DRAIN RAIN RAIN!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/114277321820320046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/114277321820320046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114277321820320046' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-114206624719835952</id><published>2006-03-11T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T16:41:37.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today marks such a special day. :Di played alittle part of the match on the pitch.my very first match. :)))i played righthalf.and i ate indian food wid ping after that.we ate until like super full!and we bargained wif the indian boss,he gave us ten percent discount. woohs!i'm so full, and so tired.ps. aj won 6-1! :DDD</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/114206624719835952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/114206624719835952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114206624719835952' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-114152726128212194</id><published>2006-03-05T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T10:54:21.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>people come in and out of your life,at the end of the day,who really stays?caught finaldestinationthree,and it made me think back on how we stumbled upon finaldestinationtwo being aired on hbo.that day, the place, the things we did.and our very own porkchop and mashpotato.tell me, who really stays in one's life?back to finaldestinationthree,i got really freaked out cos its so bloody!luckily i was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/114152726128212194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/114152726128212194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114152726128212194' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-114130610603913023</id><published>2006-03-02T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T21:28:26.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you're such a pretty disaster;prettiest, and its ever so hard to resist you.my heart says one, my mind says another.i've been signing in and out of blogger for a couple of times alr,and after much procrastination i've decided to blog a new entry.i aint in a very good mood you see.i'm feeling rather !@#$%^&amp;*(*^$@$%^&amp;()&amp;$.and i wish someone's just right here to give me a hug.most prob i'm getting </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/114130610603913023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/114130610603913023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114130610603913023' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-114096184753227378</id><published>2006-02-26T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T22:02:50.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the first time i saw you, i knew you were special.what is the feeling of being happy like?i dont understand, is fate playing wif me?what is love.i hate you, you were nothing but a pack of lies.you stole my everything.i'm so glad you're out of my life now.why do people come and go?why cant people just stay for good?my time wid you was so short,i wish we were given more time.if only i could </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/114096184753227378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/114096184753227378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114096184753227378' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-114087373128972913</id><published>2006-02-25T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T22:01:13.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm seriously pissed wid singaporeans!grrrr, why are people so ignorant.why cant they just give up seats to old people?!today, despite being so dead tired and wanting to get some sleep while on the train, i could give up my seat for this old ahmah.and the bastards in front and beside me just couldnt do the same!WTH. honestly, i'm not publicising my good deed today (i've have good karma for doing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/114087373128972913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/114087373128972913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114087373128972913' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-114068137865096013</id><published>2006-02-23T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T15:56:18.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you know, when you're lonely and sad,you tend to see things in a different perspective.i saw the person standing there,perhaps he didnt want to interact,perhaps he just didnt like crowds.but somehow, my heart goes out for him,doesnt he feel lonely?beneath the facade of smiles and laughter,have it ever come across to you,how bad i actually feel inside?you once told me,you feared noone would be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/114068137865096013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/114068137865096013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114068137865096013' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-114050162991523980</id><published>2006-02-21T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T21:58:16.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>re-editedand when the world crashes down upon you,tell me, what would you do?and when all you think of is the past,and all you can feel is emotions of regret,what would you do?and if,you dont want to live anymore,tell me what would you do?life is fair, because everyone's life is unfair.everything's so unfair.you're so unfair.-you know how much i miss you?i think you've got the most beautiful name</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/114050162991523980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/114050162991523980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114050162991523980' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-113996943932301864</id><published>2006-02-15T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T10:10:39.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>these two pictures were taken this morning,hair's in a mess. ohh gaawwddd, it certainly looks horrible!okay, i was trying to post up a picture of my hair looking JET BLACK.and a smile to show i really like it. =|accounting for the yucky hair, i've been in front of the comp ever since i was up from bed.i woke up early to do my jae.okay, i didnt wake up early, i could exactly sleep. =(and its been </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113996943932301864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113996943932301864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113996943932301864' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-113988602365259365</id><published>2006-02-14T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T11:13:30.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello readers,its valentines day today.and i think i'm spending it alone at home.gracious me, when did i become so lonely and unpopular!perhaps, i always was.a new skin on vday,what a nice present to myself!thank you wongwanruganma for her tigger pouch. :)and i was ranting to mel abt how lonely i am on vday,she goes crazy over the andrewcouncilor from aj;          ·мissy·                  •</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113988602365259365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113988602365259365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113988602365259365' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-113979170585906960</id><published>2006-02-13T08:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T08:48:25.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh gawwdd, i'm definitely gonna miss two friends of mine,who are in australia right now.it has dawned upon me that as one grows older,more friends will leave one's side.however, ONGXIANG takes a different point of view;know you know why my friends are all so poor and stupid.poor, for they can never afford to study overseas.stupid, for they can never win a scholarship to study overseas.did i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113979170585906960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113979170585906960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113979170585906960' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-113962212281409794</id><published>2006-02-11T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T09:57:20.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this morning's pretty good,until i saw something that leaves me shaking really badly right now.ohhh gaaawwwwdddd.i shant elaborate, i shant go on abt it.i dont know, raaahhh.i love cedar so much!i was like practically tearing when they showed the statistics.cedar did so well,our batch did so well.we proved our worth, despite being the worst batch. (in academic wise)and i was so emotionless after </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113962212281409794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113962212281409794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113962212281409794' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-113948907172764477</id><published>2006-02-09T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T20:44:31.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>everthing's like damn dumb.the rainy weather, the 4 long periods of chem lab,the 3 damn periods of gp (though today wasnt that bad cos we were watching a educational video), the teacher for catching my hair LIKE AGAIN though i dyed it back alr.digressing, i was almost in tears okay, not that the teacher scolded me or what, but i dyed it brown, and she insists on black;i raised the white flag.and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113948907172764477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113948907172764477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113948907172764477' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-113903731746939310</id><published>2006-02-04T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T15:29:11.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've been really drained out these few days,both physically, mentally and emotionally.i really want to thank awmingming for being there,(even though she two-times and stuff,and for being in HK now)and my belowed sister ongxiang!including teachers for flooding me wid so much hw and hockey wid so many trainings, that i'm unable to think abt so many things.i think my lang sucks totally today,pardon </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113903731746939310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113903731746939310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113903731746939310' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-113867566022083613</id><published>2006-01-31T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T10:47:40.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>when you lose something, you gain another.i finally got awmingming for myself for 2whole weeks! (perhaps even longer!)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113867566022083613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113867566022083613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113867566022083613' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-113841941373533309</id><published>2006-01-28T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T11:36:53.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>she initiated it,i merely raised the white flag.the story ended;it was such a good book,though the ending was so abrupt.the ending was so bad, it brought about so much tears.goodbye my lover;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113841941373533309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113841941373533309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113841941373533309' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-113827629332123743</id><published>2006-01-26T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T19:53:22.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i was waiting wid much anticipation  for memoirs of a geisha to come out,and not that it's out.i havent had time to catch it. raaaahhhlets see, what have i been busy wid.hockey trainings(which ends really late) and my book!ahhhh, heaven is so real!to all christians and non-christians,please read this book okay.endtimes are indeed here.i've done some reflections myself,and i realised that i havent</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113827629332123743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113827629332123743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113827629332123743' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-113741246972798823</id><published>2006-01-16T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T19:54:30.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i finally finished the entire series of jewel in the place.damn great show i tell you,ditch all the thoughts of it being a boring show cos its ancient korean culture.the male lead can melt yr heart, though the female lead aint that pretty.i finally finished the entire series!4hrs per disc, i had 19 discs okay!now, i feel like something's missing in my life.i got no korean drama serials to watch.=</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113741246972798823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113741246972798823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113741246972798823' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-113659712350259789</id><published>2006-01-07T09:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T09:27:53.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>KERRIN!you're such a great councilor. :Di really enjoyed orientation,games and activities were f great. ambience was so high during mass dances and cheers!the amount of fun my OG and i had is so, i cant find an exact word to use. :)rejoice wid me!i saw kalpana, i miss that pretty one!and i did some nosy kpoing, i stumbled upon a suprising pleasant fact!nobody, apparently, seems to like seowjiexin</summary><link 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here.(manel, if you;re reading this.)((: the sweetest thing is not yogurt ice,its mervin.i beg to differ, it aint mervin!its my sugar baby. (:raaahh, i got caught for my hair.raaahh, i saw disgusting marie and jx in aj. eeks!(marie, still as pig-looking, i must comment.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113637701981310179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113637701981310179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113637701981310179' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-113575858445074966</id><published>2005-12-28T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T21:22:24.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>editedsome people ought to grow up and have some sense of urgency huh.its getting on my nerves, really.i totally despise empty talks.so much for talking big,apparently it seems like they were all but a pack of lies.i've made an effort to salvage anything that i could,but this setback really makes me want to give up.you certainly dont know how much i want you,you certainly dont know how much it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113575858445074966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113575858445074966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113575858445074966' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-113567257529211612</id><published>2005-12-27T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T16:36:40.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mean beans somehow grew inside me today.digressing, i went blogsurfing!and somehow i got enlightened that some people's english really really suck.click here please.pleasse go read at her entries.i almost died laughing.and of cos, the - tagger was me.(i told you i'm mean today.)another one, i had this person spelling 'except' as 'accept'.gaaawwwdddd, whats their standard of english man!on a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113567257529211612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113567257529211612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113567257529211612' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-113555805439055466</id><published>2005-12-26T08:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T08:47:34.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I BOUGHT MY MOTOROLA PINK RAZR!:DDDDDD</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113555805439055466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113555805439055466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113555805439055466' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-113530887048153874</id><published>2005-12-23T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T15:38:31.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i aint got any idea that an entrance fee to the singapore zoo costed me a whole 15bucks.animals got smelly dung,okay, which living animal, including humans, dont?anyway, the cows moomoo until so cute!the grin on awmingming's face says it all. :D(she's crazy over cows, btw.)okay, the stupid rain get us trapped in the shelter.delaying us of precious mintues looking at more animals.our ticket could </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113530887048153874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113530887048153874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113530887048153874' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-113504961421253188</id><published>2005-12-20T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T14:41:05.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>baby's kenzoflower smell has been flooding all aspects and places of my lfe.(:her jacket's filled wid it,and so is my chicky bolster,plus the whole of my room.and now, my very own office room in my dad's office.(i'm the manager, thats why i've got my own room okay.)yes, but i'm so glad.cos her smell makes me feel her presence even more.:DDDas i've mentioned, my dad's a fuckard.he spoke to my sis,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113504961421253188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113504961421253188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113504961421253188' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-113498003366313544</id><published>2005-12-19T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T16:13:55.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>limewire just pissed me off?i was happily downloading the songs from dirty dancing 2,and it suddenly shut down and cancelled all my downloads!damn, and i cant be bothered to start downloading them all again.dirty dancing 2's such a great show, by the way.digressing, rainbow connection's such a stupid show.for hell's sake, they CANT dance?!watch dirty dancing 2 and make a comparison man. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113498003366313544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113498003366313544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113498003366313544' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-113452526813990236</id><published>2005-12-14T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T09:54:28.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my luck, just as everyone commented.i deem it yr sense of bad taste.some saying it goes, a toad wanting to eat swan's meat or something?argghh, whatever.yes rae, the ugly fugly duckling.what a stab.some people just change for the worse, or i mean worst.you know what,i think i really dont give a damn.so much for my ramblings huh.shut up rae, stop talking like a bitch.on a lighter note,i'm going to</summary><link 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good actually.just that i was taken aback by the fatty i see in front of the mirror.i almost suffered a major heart attack.what a sense of humor.anyway, havent been at the best of moods this few days.baby and zq volunteered to beat up the troublemaker.wait till i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113430001002585703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113430001002585703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113430001002585703' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-113412695627727857</id><published>2005-12-09T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T19:27:52.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yes yes, i'm back.apparently, i really didnt come online and hell, didnt know what exactly was going on.my blog's hot, as quoted from joleen.looks like i've gotta say something.THE TOP PART, IT ALL STARTED FROM THE LYRICS PART LAH.I DID GET THE IDEA FROM THERE, AS I WAS BLOGSURFING.AND APPARENTLY, I DIDNT KNOW HOW TO REMOVE THE BLOGGER BAR ON TOP.SO I TOOK MAINE'S CODE, (THAT CERTAIN PART ONLY, I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113412695627727857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113412695627727857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113412695627727857' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-113374757634134930</id><published>2005-12-05T09:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T10:52:19.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>things in life began to take on a brighter side,baby's back.(((:i've got my cellphone back.i'm going to the beach tomorrow!i'm not going to spend 2 nights at home.now, i feel fresh air.friends, i cant do without.awmingming to suddenly call me to tell me her heartfelt words,i'm cute! HAHAHA.okay, i bet she wont admit again.cherylleong, to have such a great conversation wid me!my reyes, her kaay. (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113374757634134930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113374757634134930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113374757634134930' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-113361165477367291</id><published>2005-12-03T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T21:40:16.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hmms, this template is somewhat similar to my previous previous one aint it?(be my witness readers, aint the previous previous one somewhat similar to this?)all i did was to change the positioning and some minor html of my previous template,does it mean it traces back to my previous template being unoriginal?yes, my html skills may be limited,but this template is solely done by me.(ages ago)i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113361165477367291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113361165477367291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113361165477367291' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-113324245231797279</id><published>2005-11-29T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T13:34:12.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>life is melodramatic;bad things seem to happen all at one time.currently, i'm left wif nothing now.just except for that endeared one who has been by my side all these while,giving me all the strength to carry on.holding on even much stronger,as a matter of fact.life is like living hell,yet i'm able to endure every little bit of it.i'm fine, dont worry abt me okay.currently uncontactable for the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113324245231797279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113324245231797279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113324245231797279' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-113283465676070780</id><published>2005-11-24T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T20:17:36.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today's twenty-fourth.sixteen today!(:okay, this year's birthday is celebrated in korea.i had two birthday cakes.:Done from my family, another from the tour.i feel so fat.i'm currently at the resort where they filmed winter sonata.its minus degrees now.grrrrrr. damn cold!=(2 more days and i'll be back.yaaay! then i can see everyone again.tomorrow's prom.but i wont be there.=(((i miss my little </summary><link 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really really cold.nothing much to say actually,but i miss her alot alot alot.=(and all of you guys too.we share the same sky;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113246629088070352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113246629088070352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113246629088070352' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-113201860257572660</id><published>2005-11-15T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T09:36:42.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bruised and battered;there's nothing much to say now.i'm no longer that cordial girlfriend,vexations accidentally gave a glimpse to my sharp monster teeth.i'll bite, real soon.in the doldrums,its always tempestuous, turbulent at night.much tears, and must i mention, temptations?acrimonious; dont touch me.man; when can they EVER resist temptations?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113201860257572660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113201860257572660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113201860257572660' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-113184646750702061</id><published>2005-11-13T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T09:47:47.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>he finally gave into his friend's girlfriend when she said,there's someone you should meetat a crowded restaurant way across town,he waited impatiently.she walked in, their eyes met, and they both stared.and right there and then, everyone else disappeared.one boy, one girl.two hearts beating wildly.to put it mildly, it was love at first sight.he smiled, she smiled, and they knew right away.this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113184646750702061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113184646750702061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113184646750702061' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-113158517046293841</id><published>2005-11-10T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T00:49:43.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the world is superficial.people change;you're no longer the person i knew.fuck, i cant help but to hate dislike you.i'm really happy wid the endeared one.(:-ii'm wholly disgusted.back off.i figured out that i dont want to waste one whole entry for you,definitely not worth it.YES I'M A LESBIAN.NOT HAPPY?THEN DONT COME HERE LAH FUCKARD.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113158517046293841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113158517046293841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113158517046293841' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-113145493738334568</id><published>2005-11-08T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T21:03:50.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today marks the first.(:so much so much love.in a relationship is everything about being physical?sometimes, being too physical aint a good thing.neither a very proud thing either.although it gives me something more to bitch about, (hey i'm so mean!)but i think matters like this shouldnt be publicised.and certainly shouldnt be experimented either.i wish people didnt have a past.thank you for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113145493738334568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113145493738334568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113145493738334568' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-113098471838935594</id><published>2005-11-03T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T10:29:31.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today's thursday.tomorrow's friday, then saturday, and then sunday.three more days left for me to chaomug.today's ss day.i'm hoping to get five chapters of crapshit into my head by today.i wonder how long have i procrastinated these five chapters.raaaahhh, and the thought of it drives me crazy.NO MORE TOWNING TODAY.yes yes , i've been in town for the past two days.=(((((( gardens, it shall be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113098471838935594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113098471838935594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113098471838935594' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-113076152994539489</id><published>2005-10-31T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T20:25:29.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>seven more days and i'll be sitting for my first paper.and i start to fret, only today.i was like sitting in my daddy's car, picturing myself next year when collecting my results.what exactly wld i see?given the slacker attitude in me now,raaaahhh the future seems REALLY bleak.shuts abt me not having to study and still being able to score okay.thats totally not true.(:i simply sleep wif my tb </summary><link 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something.i totally sympathize wid you because you totally have no life?i advise you to shutup or else you'll get beaten for yr foul mouth one day.physics pract was screwed?!i dont know how many marks gone cos i didnt have enough time.and the pract was like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113041435748214460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113041435748214460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113041435748214460' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-113024335204678451</id><published>2005-10-25T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T20:29:12.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the colours of the rainbow;eternity, somewhat it spells.girls and their soft spots,just make me want to love them more and more.(:tears of uncertainity.i hope everything will be alright soon.i cease to believe what i hear,because reading something else proves to be more heart trenching.its okay, i'm fine.i'm such a privileged person.i have 2 butches seeing me home today!and my parents happened to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113024335204678451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113024335204678451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113024335204678451' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-113011978534205473</id><published>2005-10-24T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T10:09:45.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its amazing how you can speak right to my heart.without saying a word, you can light up the dark.try as i may, i can never explain.what i hear when you dont say i thing.all day long i can hear people talking out loud.but when you hold me near, you drown out the crowd.try as they may, they could never define.what's been said between yr heart and mine.you, are my aphrodisiac.(:</summary><link rel='edit' 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catherine,i'm truly lost.thousands of thoughts swirling through my mind,yet i dont seem to pen anything down.i found myself crying to sleep last night.i dont know why.i want to run away.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113003168593658026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/113003168593658026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113003168593658026' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-112989916367874478</id><published>2005-10-21T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T21:04:38.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>because of you i never strayed too far from the sidewalk.because of you i learnt to play on the safe side so i dont get hurt.because of you i find it hard to trust, not only me but everyone ard me.because of you, i am afraid.because of you,she's afraid.baby rochelle;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/112989916367874478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/112989916367874478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112989916367874478' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-112973015123776744</id><published>2005-10-19T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T22:00:09.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>colours started to appear in her world.the night was no longer long and turbulent.she was no longer neglected, forgotten, ragged.she no longer felt despondent.she's no longer the ragged doll.she's being loved,by the most wonderful person in the entire world.finally, she saw the light.you, are the light in my life.and you are the reason why i wake up each morning.(:the baby just rock?!yes, for me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/112973015123776744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/112973015123776744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112973015123776744' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-112959434335431796</id><published>2005-10-18T07:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T09:53:05.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>some irksome people totally have no life?till they indulge in making stories abt pple, abt themselves.just to make themselves look better.no life, loser, poseur.and please, its my baby you're spreading abt.GO EAT SHIT AND DIE.^*(%*^$%^@#@^%*&amp;_(&amp;()%%@!bio pract starts today,though it doesnt affect me.but my practs are next week.time flies,and i havent got the momentum of chao mugging yet.still </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/112959434335431796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/112959434335431796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112959434335431796' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-112947121843648959</id><published>2005-10-16T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T22:00:18.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>look! ----------&gt;the baby's smiling.(:!i simply love her brown jacket.i simply love her smell.who cares abt her man?she's happy too.wid her hot gf.reyes &amp; rae ;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/112947121843648959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/112947121843648959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112947121843648959' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-112928886440759024</id><published>2005-10-14T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T19:24:00.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>our paths seem so parallel now,they'll never cross each other's again.will they?whatever. i dont feel like talking to you anymore.feelings for you that i cant deny.i dont want to understand.i dont like you.yahyah, stop living in self denial.i dont know. whatever.shut up.suddenly, i feel like crying.i need my baby so much.i dont want next week to come.can next week dont come?i dont want them to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/112928886440759024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/112928886440759024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112928886440759024' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-112919314728833316</id><published>2005-10-13T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T20:06:44.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i had my little bone-y pierced yesterday,another wild act of mine wif qian.and its causing me much pain since today!okay, i heard that hers is alright.i keep forgetting i got piercing there lah!when i want to put on my earphones,ouch.my immune system's still pretty low.and i would like to thank my dearest priscilla for spreading all her illness to me.and making me suffer real bad for the past </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/112919314728833316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/112919314728833316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112919314728833316' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-112891924879028998</id><published>2005-10-10T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T12:40:48.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you turned ugly.yes yes, everyone leave me alone.you havent hear both sides of the story;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/112891924879028998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/112891924879028998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112891924879028998' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-112881844139826404</id><published>2005-10-09T08:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T20:35:34.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>because you are the one. (:thank you baby for taking care of me when i'm sick okay?i let you in,and you're here to stay forever.people make mistakes all their life.a chance was given to the both of us to mend everything right.you failed to treasure the chance you were given.mistakes made, once again.just dont make the exact same mistakes once again.then you wont regret next time.i know i'm not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/112881844139826404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/112881844139826404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112881844139826404' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-112872706975614460</id><published>2005-10-08T06:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T07:25:04.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i feel myself falling into an endless pit,closer and closer to you.i'm sorry for keeping you in the dark.immune's system's still down.i figured out that its worst now.i'm rejecting food,i'm not drinking enough.i dont sleep well.i have so much worries.i miss you so much.raaaahhh.Os is on one month's time.this time i better not slack so much like prelims.yes yes, nobody believes that i slacked for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/112872706975614460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/112872706975614460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112872706975614460' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-112831769095491223</id><published>2005-10-03T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T20:43:36.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>if you're not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?the world despises her.she, i must agree, seems to be the biggest liar on earth.but deep down inside,she knows.she's not lying.to anyone, to the world, nor herself.a state of confusion,all she yearns for is to draw herself back from the world.give them time.give herself time too.she'll leave it to fate for whoever's paths to cross.cos i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/112831769095491223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/112831769095491223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112831769095491223' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-112808585160708710</id><published>2005-09-30T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T21:10:51.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>like a falling star i fell for you.i think i just did.today was such a beautiful day.thank you.i really enjoyed the moments i spent wid you.(:i mean it;and between now and then,till i see you again, i'll be loving you.love, me.i'm sorry.i think i'm losing control.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/112808585160708710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/112808585160708710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112808585160708710' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-112797505177008311</id><published>2005-09-29T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T20:10:47.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>immune system's down.boo, i'm feeling kinda terrible, and sick.and you know what?i need my baby so much.bohoohoo where's my honey pie?did i mention that i love my baby to atoms and molecules?!yes yes, i do. (:okay, pardon me if i'm talking rubbish.or you dont undeerstand the above.nevermind. (:my head's spinning.my heart's twitching.raaahhh.okay, i've gotten back most of my prelim papers.i'm okay</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/112797505177008311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/112797505177008311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112797505177008311' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-112773389327457728</id><published>2005-09-26T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T19:24:54.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TODAY TOTALLY ROCK LAH CAN!balls just make my day?!?!yes yes, balls unite. (((:morning was great!came to school and saw jeralball alr can!pass her the damn nice drawing.lalala~career talks were okay.engineering rocks lah okay.i gave my full attention.i cant wait to go chem engineering in SP!after school, waited for tracyball and jeralballs' school to end.and headed to meet ballz!okay, we had such</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/112773389327457728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/112773389327457728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112773389327457728' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-112753298966599372</id><published>2005-09-24T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T21:52:22.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i was looking foward to a happy twentyfive.apparently, i dont see it anywhere in sight.things are getting from bad worst.i'm so lost,everything's so blurry.the future's so bleak.damn, its so freaking dark.i wish my heart was transparent,so that you can see its only filled wid you.truly yours and yours alone.the world is so unfair.shuts, i hate it.22nd sep is so special!okay, and it shall remain </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/112753298966599372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/112753298966599372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112753298966599372' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6135807.post-112739051047392106</id><published>2005-09-22T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T20:03:33.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>leave me alone?whats the point of saying anything now?does it help?i saw through everything.being credulous is my greatest weakness.i hate myself,and i hate myself for believing.can i stop being the nice person?maybe, i should just cut myself and let myself bleed to death.for every cut you cut, i'm gonna cut 3times more than you.casablanca just makes me want to break down and cry.its been so long</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/112739051047392106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6135807/posts/default/112739051047392106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3degrees-.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112739051047392106' title=''/><author><name>rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06535440515970325115</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></entry></feed>
