<?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-4198749216479539165</id><updated>2012-02-01T01:18:48.114+08:00</updated><category term='emo.'/><category term='i dunno why im going crazy.'/><title type='text'>BLUESTAR</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</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>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-3692778339855652293</id><published>2012-02-01T01:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T01:18:48.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm getting tired of trying. Which is pretty good..I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-3692778339855652293?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3692778339855652293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=3692778339855652293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/3692778339855652293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/3692778339855652293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2012/02/im-getting-tired-of-trying.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-8929680112654936843</id><published>2012-01-26T22:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T22:41:31.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really like you alot mehmeh!^^ idk why either. But &lt;33333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Forgive me since it's my birthday today)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-8929680112654936843?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/8929680112654936843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=8929680112654936843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/8929680112654936843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/8929680112654936843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-really-like-you-alot-mehmeh-idk-why.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-2926569943993709640</id><published>2012-01-21T19:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T19:44:29.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's so amazing how I can like someone so much. I didn't know I could do that. But I will try to stop. Try my best to like you as a friend so that you won't feel awkward and be affected by all the gossips. I will try; even though it seems like it is something almost impossible to achieve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-2926569943993709640?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/2926569943993709640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=2926569943993709640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/2926569943993709640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/2926569943993709640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-so-amazing-how-i-can-like-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-7656518563710662553</id><published>2012-01-09T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T22:46:39.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am not the person you claim that I am. I'm not. Idk how to prove it. But you don't know me enough. You don't know how I feel. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should stop being so sensitive. Or maybe you could stop being so mean.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I think you may be merely joking. But idk. I can't tell when you're joking and when you're not. I'm just too stupid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-7656518563710662553?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7656518563710662553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=7656518563710662553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/7656518563710662553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/7656518563710662553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-am-not-person-you-claim-that-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-7189827138249504811</id><published>2011-12-26T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T22:23:45.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some zilian photos I took today~&lt;br /&gt;But no matter what, and even if I manage to look my best, 我猜始终还是配不上你。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-aEJatXp4vHM/TvhvU5p5urI/AAAAAAAAATo/bHIyvTlMQ3w/s640/blogger-image--2132344184.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 346px; HEIGHT: 349px" border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-aEJatXp4vHM/TvhvU5p5urI/AAAAAAAAATo/bHIyvTlMQ3w/s640/blogger-image--2132344184.jpg" width="392" height="404" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-5VsRSwuPk80/TvhvWE2NqOI/AAAAAAAAATw/wO8W8w_WV08/s640/blogger-image--1446179852.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 342px; HEIGHT: 376px" border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-5VsRSwuPk80/TvhvWE2NqOI/AAAAAAAAATw/wO8W8w_WV08/s640/blogger-image--1446179852.jpg" width="401" height="463" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--HIXRWksctc/TvhvWlj9RfI/AAAAAAAAAT0/TS2VgmXjgO8/s640/blogger-image-1887765988.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--HIXRWksctc/TvhvWlj9RfI/AAAAAAAAAT0/TS2VgmXjgO8/s640/blogger-image-1887765988.jpg" width="354" height="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-7189827138249504811?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7189827138249504811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=7189827138249504811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/7189827138249504811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/7189827138249504811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2011/12/some-zilian-photos-i-took-today-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-aEJatXp4vHM/TvhvU5p5urI/AAAAAAAAATo/bHIyvTlMQ3w/s72-c/blogger-image--2132344184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-4529579863399084301</id><published>2011-12-16T16:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T16:45:17.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words that can't be said</title><content type='html'>If only I didn't like you this much~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-4529579863399084301?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/4529579863399084301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=4529579863399084301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/4529579863399084301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/4529579863399084301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2011/12/words-that-cant-be-said.html' title='Words that can&apos;t be said'/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-9120013104980400968</id><published>2011-07-22T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T23:07:33.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You + Me = Never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. Just something random. Meow.&lt;br /&gt;Yeap results came back.&lt;br /&gt;Time to face the music.&lt;br /&gt;Meow.&lt;br /&gt;Put a brave front in front of everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;I was literally forcing myself to smile today.&lt;br /&gt;And when no one was looking; I teared.&lt;br /&gt;I'm me.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda getting used to being alone now.&lt;br /&gt;Not sharing with anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Its better this way.&lt;br /&gt;People dont have to worry about me.&lt;br /&gt;But still its so difficult.&lt;br /&gt;It's torturing.&lt;br /&gt;I really need hugs now.&lt;br /&gt;I yearn for them so badly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-9120013104980400968?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/9120013104980400968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=9120013104980400968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/9120013104980400968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/9120013104980400968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2011/07/you-me-never-hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-8450069554182480533</id><published>2011-07-15T21:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T22:04:09.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally got a taste of senior high life after getting back my CTs results.&lt;br /&gt;Its like getting numb to all the failing and bad grades.&lt;br /&gt;Placing a mask to hide my true feelings of me feeling like the dumbest person on earth.&lt;br /&gt;Though I know really well how much effort went into them.&lt;br /&gt;I deserve these results and I can say life's quite fair at times.&lt;br /&gt;So I've learnt the hard way and I'm trying my best to mug hard this time.&lt;br /&gt;But its so hard with all the temptations around.&lt;br /&gt;Really wish someone could save me now and be my study mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note I'm having fun in school at times GLing retarded ppl around me in my life.^^&lt;br /&gt;hehe. I must admit I really love life at times. Its a love-hate relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, I really miss talking to someone. So damn much. But not like you know/care.&lt;br /&gt;Just walk pass me and my life.&lt;br /&gt;And I'll just place a mask and hide like a chicken again.&lt;br /&gt;The more I want something, the more I avoid them.&lt;br /&gt;Thats one thing I figured out about myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-8450069554182480533?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/8450069554182480533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=8450069554182480533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/8450069554182480533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/8450069554182480533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2011/07/finally-got-taste-of-senior-high-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-8623021679695589813</id><published>2011-06-01T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T23:11:43.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Imma sad little girl.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling really sad and lost now.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what to do.&lt;br /&gt;No motivation whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;I've lost my direction in life. Or no. Its just that I suddenly realised I didnt have one to begin with. No where to go to. No goals. No aims.&lt;br /&gt;I've just been living my life rotting everyday. Going with the flow. Trying to please everyone that I eventually forgot about myself.&lt;br /&gt;Now that I realised that this is MY life. Its too late. I've let people take control of it. I have to restart everything. And most of all, I have wasted 17 years of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no one who will truly understand.&lt;br /&gt;No one who is interested.&lt;br /&gt;No one who actually bothers at all.&lt;br /&gt;There is no one, absolutely no one to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;And my heart is breaking.&lt;br /&gt;Have I lived all these years for nothing?&lt;br /&gt;I didnt achieve anything great.&lt;br /&gt;And I foresee if i continue living like this.&lt;br /&gt;I wont achieve anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to fear life.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a coward.&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna take what life gives to me.&lt;br /&gt;Why should I?&lt;br /&gt;When I know there would be a time that I am sure to be hurt and sad in the future.&lt;br /&gt;Why should I look forward to that?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God please do help me find the right path.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-8623021679695589813?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/8623021679695589813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=8623021679695589813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/8623021679695589813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/8623021679695589813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2011/06/imma-sad-little-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-3284261613104361257</id><published>2011-04-08T20:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T21:11:59.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Life's so amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;One moment you're crying your heart out over something and the next you can be laughing and wondering why you cried over such a small matter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But no matter how I feel next time I'm feeling really low now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And somehow I dont know how to tell anyone around me. So I have to resort to venting everything here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Really I dont know what has becomed of me these days. I've become so weak and confused all the time. Where is the Iris a few years ago? I can be filled with determination and passion for a moment and the very next I would give it all up. Why? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Maybe its because I'm scared? Scared of losing a memory so dear and impt to me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There was/is always a special place in my heart for netball somehow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cause that was the time I was filled with confidence, overcomed so many fears and even achieved some success. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now? Ha. Because of this super fear growing in my heart, I cant play well, cant shoot well and even quit netball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Actually maybe if I persuaded my parents a little harder. If I could study a little harder. If I was a little smarter. Maybe, maybe I wont be in this position now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I dont know how to face the ppl in netball.&amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But now all I know is that I'm really tired and really cant cope with my work load anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm so lost and confused. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Somehow I think my confidence level is like close to zero now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I stutter when I talk to strangers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't even dare to look into the eyes of people I talk to.[unless you're close to me] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I dont want to get too close to the ppl I like cause I know I'm a person who will make them sad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I give up before trying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I really need a listening ear to simply listen to my whinings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But I really dont want to irritate or disappoint those ppl I like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I really want the ppl I like to be happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gahhhhhhhhhh. This is so fustrating!!!): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But I'm sure all this will be over soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm sure I would regret all the decisions I make now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cause I always do. All I do is regret and whine and not do anything about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But for now, I will just take it that I have no other choice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For now, I will just take a little break. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For now. &amp;amp; then I will change for the better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hope it would be pretty soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hope I will have the motivation to do so then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I cross my fingers and toes. &amp;amp; really really hope with all my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-3284261613104361257?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3284261613104361257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=3284261613104361257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/3284261613104361257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/3284261613104361257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2011/04/lifes-so-amazing.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-3744097416341051061</id><published>2010-11-21T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T22:08:14.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This post was supposed to be on the happy blog. But nope.&lt;br /&gt;I feel damn dumb and stupid now. And it doesnt help that im sick.&lt;br /&gt;Im pissed with myself for being so dumb. Gosh. Time to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from my shanghai tour. I must say its quite awesome.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If i wasnt dumb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda rode a horse there..though idk if its counted but hee. First time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然只是短短的几天，但是你在我眼前所做的一切会深深印在我的心坎上使我念念不忘。虽然你可能会认为我很傻但这是我无法控制的。我相信有一天我会从自己的梦中醒起，发现自己是多么地傻。我们有缘再见吧！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-3744097416341051061?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3744097416341051061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=3744097416341051061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/3744097416341051061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/3744097416341051061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2010/11/this-post-was-supposed-to-be-on-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-5613379582475486113</id><published>2010-10-14T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T23:18:12.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When you wonder why someone keeps looking at you,&lt;br /&gt;You gotta remember that you keep looking at that person too.&lt;br /&gt;If not, how would you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahhhhh. Feeling really down today. Idk why.):&lt;br /&gt;So im back posting in this blog which nobody reads. LOL. But thats the good point.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I cant stand myself.&lt;br /&gt;I hate how I try so hard to achieve something and end up achieving nothing at all. I hate how I gotta bottle everything up and act like nothing's wrong. I hate how I wanna be someone else and am ashamed to be me. I hate how I want something so much but do nothing to get it. I hate how I act. I hate how I feel about myself; so pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;Life has no meaning sometimes. I really wanna run away from everything now. Hide in someplace where there's nobody and cry aloud.&lt;br /&gt;Im just so tired, so sad from everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-5613379582475486113?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/5613379582475486113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=5613379582475486113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/5613379582475486113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/5613379582475486113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2010/10/when-you-wonder-why-someone-keeps.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-6404234630153351308</id><published>2010-09-02T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T22:45:33.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am just me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; You are the awesome you.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if this means anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-6404234630153351308?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/6404234630153351308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=6404234630153351308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/6404234630153351308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/6404234630153351308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-am-just-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-7742499329895118837</id><published>2010-09-01T00:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T00:17:20.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's supposed to be a happy day.&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;Things happen.&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;And everything just gets screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;And today became a sad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-7742499329895118837?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7742499329895118837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=7742499329895118837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/7742499329895118837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/7742499329895118837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2010/09/todays-supposed-to-be-happy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-643668114606233435</id><published>2010-08-07T23:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T23:08:53.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need a slap from you to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;Not anyone else, but you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-643668114606233435?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/643668114606233435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=643668114606233435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/643668114606233435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/643668114606233435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-need-slap-from-you-to-wake-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-2420004750760827152</id><published>2010-07-30T23:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T23:51:46.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think i can finally say i am able to stop now.:D&lt;br /&gt;You've got outta my mind!!!:D&lt;br /&gt;yes. its over. all this ridiculous stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Happy much.:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-2420004750760827152?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/2420004750760827152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=2420004750760827152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/2420004750760827152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/2420004750760827152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-think-i-can-finally-say-i-am-able-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-3458168455736854504</id><published>2010-07-24T23:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T21:21:14.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You just typed a sentence,&lt;br /&gt;and i replied with a paragraph.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you started the conversation, but i always end it, with no replies from you.&lt;br /&gt;Its so obvious,&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe im so dumb&lt;br /&gt;to actually pay attention to every single word&lt;br /&gt;when you probably dont even bother about.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was a joke; maybe you were just playing around.&lt;br /&gt;But did you ever know; that those words made my heart beat a thousand times faster?&lt;br /&gt;I must stop this.&lt;br /&gt;I will, one day.&lt;br /&gt;I guess.&lt;br /&gt;No, i will; I have to..no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-3458168455736854504?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3458168455736854504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=3458168455736854504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/3458168455736854504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/3458168455736854504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-just-typed-sentence-and-i-replied.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-5014485406206382258</id><published>2010-05-13T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T22:27:36.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really sorry for everything that I have done recently,&lt;br /&gt;I am trying very hard to change for the better.   :D&lt;br /&gt;So just bare with me a little more and help me change!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-5014485406206382258?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/5014485406206382258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=5014485406206382258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/5014485406206382258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/5014485406206382258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2010/05/dear-all-i-am-really-sorry-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-8262596620011348358</id><published>2010-05-11T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T23:14:10.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maybe if you have the courage,&lt;br /&gt;maybe if you are talking about me,&lt;br /&gt;maybe if you hate me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just tell me straight and dont go round in circles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it is not about me, kindly tell me that it is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause&lt;br /&gt;1. I cant really take hints. Yes I'm slow/dumb wtv.&lt;br /&gt;2. I dont really like people talking behind my back.&lt;br /&gt;3. I am paranoid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-8262596620011348358?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/8262596620011348358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=8262596620011348358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/8262596620011348358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/8262596620011348358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2010/05/maybe-if-you-have-courage-maybe-if-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-7026934743947656588</id><published>2009-06-26T21:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:22:03.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its like my world's empty.&lt;br /&gt;Its like I'm invisible.&lt;br /&gt;When people you see simply walk pass you like you're nothing. People who are friends or not.&lt;br /&gt;When people who seemed so familiar in your memory and yet seem like total strangers when they see you.&lt;br /&gt;Its like everything only existed in your memory. Their's, nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;It feels like im nothing. Nothing to nobody; to anybody; to everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people who once said they would be there when you're sad suddenly ate all their words back.&lt;br /&gt;When you see people appear on the computer screen in front of you, who are just one click away, people whom once you could say anything to, suddenly seem unclickable; seem so far away.&lt;br /&gt;Its like seeing the people who you thought you could share your whole life-worth of sorrow and joy suddenly forgot all about you.&lt;br /&gt;Its like seeing all your friends who are so familiar, simply change into strangers with known names.&lt;br /&gt;Names whom you once put your hope and trust on. Now, you dont even dare to talk to anyone of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like stabbing your own heart times and times again seeing the people you love get hurt and yet there's nothing you can do about it; when sometimes you feel that you are even the cause of it.&lt;br /&gt;Its like seeing the person who you look up to; the person whom you thought were so strong; the person you call mum, go crashing down in front of you; crying. And it was all because you were born.&lt;br /&gt;When you face anything more than this, you lose your confidence. The confidence to even look into people's eyes as they walk pass you. The confidence to speak to your friends. The confidence to have fun with the people around you. Cause you're afraid; scared; terrified, that after you feel happy, you would feel this devastating feeling over and over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-7026934743947656588?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7026934743947656588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=7026934743947656588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/7026934743947656588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/7026934743947656588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-like-my-worlds-empty.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-3378770051748648543</id><published>2009-06-07T22:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T22:33:37.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've gotta change; I'm gonna change.&lt;br /&gt;I can't be the bitch I am now. I cant.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta change my attitude and control myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-3378770051748648543?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3378770051748648543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=3378770051748648543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/3378770051748648543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/3378770051748648543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2009/06/ive-gotta-change-im-gonna-change.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-2942237257341594971</id><published>2009-05-19T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:59:49.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im such a lousy daughter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-2942237257341594971?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/2942237257341594971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=2942237257341594971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/2942237257341594971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/2942237257341594971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-such-lousy-daughter.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-3467296304761069347</id><published>2009-05-15T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:46:26.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I've lost it. Why am I so stupid? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Its like just a nightmare and i just woke up; too late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Its too late now. I woke up too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-3467296304761069347?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3467296304761069347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=3467296304761069347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/3467296304761069347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/3467296304761069347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-lost-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-5555318866142445483</id><published>2009-05-05T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T22:15:03.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I give up. This world's just going weird for me.&lt;br /&gt;I shall not bother to think so much anymore. Since it wont make any difference or help anything. It would only cause me more headache.&lt;br /&gt;Is it even worth all this effort? To try so hard. To work so hard. And end up, it turns out exactly the opposite of what you wanted it to be.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it aint worth it. I give up. I shall just be some empty person doing whats in front of me. Doing what ppl wants me to do. Thats all.&lt;br /&gt;I shall'nt care anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-5555318866142445483?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/5555318866142445483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=5555318866142445483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/5555318866142445483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/5555318866142445483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-give-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-5868548420047406439</id><published>2009-05-04T21:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:26:32.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It just seems so easy to hate people now.&lt;br /&gt;But just too bad. Cause you're such a bitchhhhhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-5868548420047406439?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/5868548420047406439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=5868548420047406439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/5868548420047406439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/5868548420047406439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-just-seems-so-easy-to-hate-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-4681194907388689541</id><published>2009-05-03T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T22:20:33.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/Sf2oCuYmY3I/AAAAAAAAAPo/UGZj8e4Yk4o/s1600-h/Crying+world.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331602298640950130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/Sf2oCuYmY3I/AAAAAAAAAPo/UGZj8e4Yk4o/s200/Crying+world.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It hurts. Badly. But no one's here to save me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-4681194907388689541?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/4681194907388689541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=4681194907388689541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/4681194907388689541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/4681194907388689541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-hurts.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/Sf2oCuYmY3I/AAAAAAAAAPo/UGZj8e4Yk4o/s72-c/Crying+world.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-8252723049172535315</id><published>2009-04-22T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T22:49:02.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Closing up; Sealing up. Running away. Hiding. Shutting up.&lt;br /&gt;No more opening up to anyone. Not when there's no one to even open up to. Not when no one cares. Not when it hurts like this every night; over and over again. Causing sleepless nights and sore eyes. Not when i lost my way like this and i dont even know who i am. Thats it. No more.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna hide. Hide these feelings. Till im all alone again at night.&lt;br /&gt;Bye world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-8252723049172535315?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/8252723049172535315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=8252723049172535315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/8252723049172535315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/8252723049172535315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2009/04/closing-up-sealing-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-3252452252376341246</id><published>2009-04-17T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T22:14:46.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pain Tired Hurt Sad Emo Pissed Crashed Beaten Lost Damned Coward Loser Freak Dumb Bitch Crying Sorry Weak Depressed Dying Alone Sucker Stupid Afraid Lousy Useless Crap Idiot Selfish -ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im really tired now. Tired of getting back this feeling over and over again. There's no one out there to talk to. No one out there to help me. Its killing me. I dont know why im like that. I dont know what to do. I wanna change badly. To be better. To be smarter. To be less selfish. but i cant. I suck. I feel like dying once again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-3252452252376341246?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3252452252376341246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=3252452252376341246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/3252452252376341246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/3252452252376341246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2009/04/pain-tired-hurt-sad-emo-pissed-crashed.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-739019905864188221</id><published>2008-07-20T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T23:41:04.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELLO(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeeeee. im currently decided to study like a good little girl. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it would be quite some while before i start posting again.. mmm.&lt;br /&gt;But the next post would be longgggggggg k. it would be a long one. lols.&lt;br /&gt; But for now. nothing. rar.&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry! Lols.&lt;br /&gt;-enjoy the new song yeah!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-739019905864188221?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/739019905864188221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=739019905864188221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/739019905864188221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/739019905864188221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-sorry-lols.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-2509672578284627017</id><published>2008-07-11T22:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T23:35:09.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its been a long time since I blogged here. So I guess lesser ppl would come here now? which might be good for me i guess?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have been thinking about what was life all about this few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I mean like one moment you are doing something and the next moment you would be wondering why you did that thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Everything passes so quickly and stuff so we are we actually doing them for when we actually know that it would be a part of our past? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't know. Maybe God made it that way for us to have more courage to do the things that we think is right or the things that we wanna do, since life is so precious and time passes so quickly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Time.. Its like it takes everything away from you somehow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I realised something. That time makes many exchanges in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As time goes by,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It exchanges ignorance and innocence with childhood and pure happiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As time goes by,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It exchanges childhood and pure happiness with realization and youth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As time goes by, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It exchanges realization and youth with power and responsibilities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As time goes by,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It exchanges power and responsibilities with troubles and worries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As time goes by,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It exchanges troubles and worries with knowledge and wisdom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As time goes by,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It exchanges everything with memories and enternal life in Heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;See! There's like so many exchanges in our lives. Rar. K i shall stop here.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[I really don't know what I really want. Its like i really don't see the point get it. But yet i cant let go. I don't know why. Maybe its like all the past experiences i had that taught me a lesson and made me like that. Made me like such a weakling not to follow what i want anymore. Maybe, maybe not. I don't know. And im obviously seriously confused.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And when im confused im aint really happy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- I wish upon a shooting star for happiness. Which i hope I could one day get it. I dont want money. I only seek for happiness. ~ ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-2509672578284627017?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/2509672578284627017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=2509672578284627017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/2509672578284627017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/2509672578284627017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-been-long-time-since-i-blogged-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-3626946915678353288</id><published>2008-06-17T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T23:50:25.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;HEYYYYYYYYYYY.(:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. just to let ppl here know. i have another blog now!(:&lt;br /&gt;lalalala. its a happy blog! with no emo posts at all(:&lt;br /&gt;cuz yeah..some ppl dont like emo stuff..and my whinning and all. so just go to my happy blog lor.(:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. but no. im not abandoning this crazy blog k. nonono!&lt;br /&gt;so dont abandon here too pleaseeeeeeee.=(&lt;br /&gt;i will post happy stuff here too luh. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;just that some glimps of emoness can be found while the happy blog none at all. wadever.(:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. lalala.&lt;br /&gt;im going &lt;strong&gt;con camp&lt;/strong&gt; soon.(: so i may not be able to blog for some time yeah. but ohh pleaseeee. keep the tagboard alive k.(: at both blogs.[:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;yuppppps.(:&lt;br /&gt;blah. here's my happy blog http://imjustsohappy.blogspot.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-3626946915678353288?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3626946915678353288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=3626946915678353288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/3626946915678353288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/3626946915678353288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2008/06/heyyyyyyyyyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-3427631891435894521</id><published>2008-06-13T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T23:21:24.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lols. I dont know why I'm blogging but its friday the 13th! so i gotta bloggggggg.(:&lt;br /&gt;Its so cool wad. my very first friday the 13th blog post.(:&lt;br /&gt;yayyyyyyyyyy. Hello. hahahahahaha. zomg.&lt;br /&gt;im crapping. im like blogging and writing crap because i wanna blog on friday the 13th but i dont even have the blogging mood. blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;Shall try to post another time bah(:&lt;br /&gt;Haaaaaa.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-3427631891435894521?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3427631891435894521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=3427631891435894521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/3427631891435894521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/3427631891435894521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2008/06/lols.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-8496560908478760240</id><published>2008-06-08T12:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T16:12:24.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100 Question quiz. From jessie&lt;/strong&gt;[the bunny.(:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1. What's the connection between you and the last person that called you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Lols. I forgot who was the last person who called me. mmm..online friends bah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2. Do you ever turn your cell phone off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Nah. Almost never unless im forced to do so.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3. What happened at 10am today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I was still in lala-land(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;4. When did you last cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Mmm..lets see..was it yesturday? maybe bah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;5.What is you favourite thing to eat with peanut butter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Bread? dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;6. What do you want in your life right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Happiness.(: [cause rite, when there is happiness there cant be sadness wad. so no sadness = no hw, no probs, no worries, no stress, no tuition and blah blah blah.(:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;7. Do you carry an umbrella when it rains, or just put on your hood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Usually i would just walk in the rain and get wet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;8. What's your favourite thing to have on your bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My 3 doggy soft toys.(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-wad luh. im childish cannot meh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;9. What bottom are you wearing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Shorts lo.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;10. What's the nicest text in your inbox say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Private stuff luh. like i would say here. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;11. Do you tend to make a relationship complicated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Why would i do that. the more simply the better wad? i thought?=/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;12. Are you wearing anything you borrowed from someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Mmm..nah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;13. wad was the last movie you caught?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Narnia! its awesome.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;14. What are you proud of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Hypermates, superheros, sotong, gd frens.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;15. What does the oldest text msg in your inbox say?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Private also. hahahaha.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;16. What's was the last song you sang out loud?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;erm..i forgot. but i just went church. so its some hyms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;17. Do you have any nicknames?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Alot bah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;18. What does your last received msg say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Private luh. wth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;19. What time did you go to bed last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Morning rather. i slept at 3am.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;20. Are you currently happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;If i said i was and u believe it. U're an idiot.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;21. Who gives you best advice?What kind of advice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;No one. If not i wont be so unhappy for so long rite. Bodoh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;22. Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Nah. eeyer. =/ plus its fattening luh. .__.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;23. Who did you talk to on the phone last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Many ppl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;24. Is anything bugging you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The outcome of not finishing hw. mmm. alot of things.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;25. What/who was the last thing/person that made you laugh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Some tv show or something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;26. Do you wear toe socks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;their cute.(: but nahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;27. Who was the last person you missed a call from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;No caller id. so how i know. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;28. Have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;D.u.h.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;29. What annoys you most in a person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Backstab, betrayer, ap, accuser, bitchness, etc etc. Choose one. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;30. Do you have a crush on anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Dare not have already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;31. Have you ever done cociane?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Nah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;32. What is the colour of your room?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PINK.(: wad luh. girl mah(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;33. Would you kill someone you hate for a billlion dollars?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Thou shall not kill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;34. Do you believe in the saying "talk in cheap"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;wth is that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;35. Who was the last person to lay in your bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;36. Who was the last person who hugged you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;One of the hypermates bah. when im low low low low low. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;37. Who was the last person you kissed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Private.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;38. Do you have a life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Im a no lifer doing this quiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;39. Have you ever think someone died, when they really didnt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;acters? how i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;40. What's the reason behind your profile song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;41. Who was the last person you saw in your dreams?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Cant rememeber. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;42. Last time u smiled?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;erm..today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;43. Have you changed this yr?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i think so. quite alot bah. lols. ask ppl who know me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;parents calling me to eat. lols.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Are you talking to someone while you're doing this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;on msn? yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Do you walk with your eyes open or closed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;God gave you eyes. you gotta use it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Is there a quote you live by?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;nah.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Do you want someone you cant have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Duh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Have you ever played an instrument?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Piano luh. just only lor.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. What was the worst idea you had in the week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;that i should just die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;51. What were you doing last night at 11pm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;using lappy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;52. Are you happy with your love life now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;obviously not. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;53. What song describes your love life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Low.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. does the person know that you like him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;No?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Who always makes you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Hypermates, superheros, sotong, jj, retards, friends luh.(:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. do you speak other language other than english?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;chinese, hokkien. blah blah blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;57. are you blond?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;If im not me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;58. What's your middle name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Wan lin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;59. What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;touring m'sia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;60. What do you think you are like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Dont know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Who will you choose to die with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Myself? If i want my love ones to die with me, no wait. if i love them i dont even want them to die right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;62. Where have you been today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My house?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. What game do you play often?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Dont know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Who are you missing rite now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Many many ppl. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. If you have to choose between friends and love, which will you choose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Friends. somehow i lost trust in love. wait til someone manage to gain the trust then maybe bah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. What are you doing right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Stopid question. nvm. i shall answer. Im watching 'what happens in las vegas', typing, answering this question, talking on msn, waiting for sms, breathing. I shall stop here. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;67. Which primary school are you from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ST HILDAS.(: awesome school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;68. Name 3 colours that you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Woah. Hard leh. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. What emoticon do you like to show?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;[: or (: lo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. What is life to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Life is what im going through now lo. no need to list out in poetic form rite. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. If you have something troubling you, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Shut up, keep in my heart, and emo. or cry. or try to find ppl to talk to. but usually cant find one luh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Who did you last chat with in msn today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I'm still talking to erm..quite afew ppl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Who do you admire the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Which month are you born in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;January.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. How are you feeling right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sian-ded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. What is the time now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;3.54pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. Where are you now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;In my room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;78. What colour did you use to dye your hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;dark reddish brown?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Why are you doing this test?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Cuz im a no lifer and im bo liao.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;80. What do you do when you're moody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Cry, emo, erm..____, find ppl to talk to. blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. At what age do you plan to get married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;When im ready.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Who is more important to you now? boyfren/frens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Friends.(: duh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83.Do you think you have enough confidence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Is hating myself having confidence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. Who is the person you trust most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;85. will you love your crush/bf forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Depends. Maybe. i never now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. If you ever have a dream come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Everyone to be happy always.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. What is your goal for this yr?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;to be really truely happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Currently..i dont think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. What feeling do you love most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Happiness.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. do you really think its global warming now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I think so.=/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. What feeling to you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sadness, being lonely, hate, jealousy. choose one.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;As i cherish everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. Do you believe in god?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Who cares for you the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;U gotta ask that person.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. What do you think is the most important thing in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My love ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;96. What'll you bring to a fight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Handphone and some weapon. to call for help and defend myself.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. What have you regretted in your whole life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Not treasuring at times, not thinking before what i do at times, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. What would you feel if no one no longer cares for you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Lonely, sad. the end. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. What if your stead two-timed you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Give him a slap, break, and make sure he breaks with his other gf too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100! love with a gurantee of heartbreak, or nvr to be loved at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Zomg. thats damn hard. both aint good. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;THE END[:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;10 ppl to pass the quiz to. [muhahaha. time to sabo.(:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-JJ.[:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-Ting wei.[:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-Iris lim.[:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-Laura lim.[:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-Chantalle.[:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-Saby.[:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-Sofi[:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-Celeste.[:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-Jia lat.[:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-Youuuuuuuuuuuuuu.[:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-8496560908478760240?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/8496560908478760240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=8496560908478760240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/8496560908478760240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/8496560908478760240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2008/06/100-question-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-7045632925235774052</id><published>2008-05-31T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T22:39:29.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh dont you mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For Im out of mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;        Drip drop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;        Drip drop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The torture of pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;causing the heart to faint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh dont you mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For Im out of mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Its just the dripping of tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Its just the dripping of blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh dont you mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For Im out of mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;        Tick tock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;        Tick tock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Time flew by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But sadness and pain just wouldnt say bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh dont you mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For Im out of mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It just fourteen years of sadness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Its just fourteen years of pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So, my friend, Dont you mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For Im definitely out of mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hahaha. Just felt like writing a poem[: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gahh. Let me tell you ppl. Hypeeeermates are definitely the best. They're always there whenever im sad to give me a hug and make me smile. x33 So, Chantalle, Sabrina, Sofina, ily.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yupps. So today went for some nyt shoot at yishun safra. I kinda improved but it doesnt really matter. cuz the reason why i like my cca is because of the ppl in it yupps.(: Ohh..and erm..thx sotong for pei-ing me there yeah.[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-7045632925235774052?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7045632925235774052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=7045632925235774052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/7045632925235774052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/7045632925235774052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-dont-you-mind-for-im-out-of-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-1888058766019975333</id><published>2008-05-30T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T22:51:40.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HEYHO ppl[:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hahaha. Longgggggggg time no post ler. Rawr. hahaha. But its like everywhere's writing bout level camp and stuff and its like some reflection thingo that everyone do so i decided to skip it cuz ppl can just read them from other blogs. Heeee. aint tt true huh. Hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So yupps..skip alllllllllll the way to hols. Gahh. Horrible. &gt;&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But training with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;uperheroes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;'s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;simply awesome!x33&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hahaha. today did the geog proj thingo with jing mei and ended up taking crazy pics.[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;PICTUREEEES[:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SEAOm0rz-OI/AAAAAAAAAGI/4P_7SA7w7P4/s1600-h/Picture0192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206177229380516066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SEAOm0rz-OI/AAAAAAAAAGI/4P_7SA7w7P4/s200/Picture0192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SEAOnErz-PI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nTVpNxJLaok/s1600-h/jmandiris.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206177233675483378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SEAOnErz-PI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nTVpNxJLaok/s200/jmandiris.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SEAOnkrz-SI/AAAAAAAAAGo/3_C7d-sKVb0/s1600-h/Picture0196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206177242265418018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SEAOnkrz-SI/AAAAAAAAAGo/3_C7d-sKVb0/s200/Picture0196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SEANS0rz-JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/uDRTwAt4_uE/s1600-h/Picture0152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206175786271504530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SEANS0rz-JI/AAAAAAAAAFg/uDRTwAt4_uE/s200/Picture0152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SEANTkrz-KI/AAAAAAAAAFo/iDnO1TzRjPE/s1600-h/Picture0164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206175799156406434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SEANTkrz-KI/AAAAAAAAAFo/iDnO1TzRjPE/s200/Picture0164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SEANUErz-LI/AAAAAAAAAFw/qHULibm8SQ4/s1600-h/Picture0180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206175807746341042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SEANUErz-LI/AAAAAAAAAFw/qHULibm8SQ4/s200/Picture0180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SEANUkrz-MI/AAAAAAAAAF4/add1qhKgYjo/s1600-h/Picture0199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206175816336275650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SEANUkrz-MI/AAAAAAAAAF4/add1qhKgYjo/s200/Picture0199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SEANU0rz-NI/AAAAAAAAAGA/WvuUNXv3_Cw/s1600-h/Picture0195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206175820631242962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SEANU0rz-NI/AAAAAAAAAGA/WvuUNXv3_Cw/s200/Picture0195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SEAMy0rz-EI/AAAAAAAAAE4/B8SbS70K2ZE/s1600-h/Picture0199.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SEAMzErz-FI/AAAAAAAAAFA/TMHPZ1GEg5A/s1600-h/Picture0135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206175240810657874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SEAMzErz-FI/AAAAAAAAAFA/TMHPZ1GEg5A/s200/Picture0135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SEAMzUrz-GI/AAAAAAAAAFI/S7TkGoZ-CyQ/s1600-h/Picture0139+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206175245105625186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SEAMzUrz-GI/AAAAAAAAAFI/S7TkGoZ-CyQ/s200/Picture0139+-+Copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SEAMzUrz-HI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/YoOUSy_67q8/s1600-h/Picture0140+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206175245105625202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SEAMzUrz-HI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/YoOUSy_67q8/s200/Picture0140+-+Copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206175249400592514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SEAMzkrz-II/AAAAAAAAAFY/OLOwjR4gw04/s200/Picture0147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                            I see sotongsss.[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206177237970450690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SEAOnUrz-QI/AAAAAAAAAGY/lQdqSgNrbaw/s200/Picture0186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206177237970450706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SEAOnUrz-RI/AAAAAAAAAGg/2QI29_64ZHk/s200/Picture0103+-+Copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                                                 Yay. The end[: I earned a lolipop!(:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-1888058766019975333?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/1888058766019975333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=1888058766019975333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/1888058766019975333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/1888058766019975333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2008/05/heyho-ppl-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SEAOm0rz-OI/AAAAAAAAAGI/4P_7SA7w7P4/s72-c/Picture0192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-8364263165065953570</id><published>2008-05-08T21:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T23:11:46.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Heyho(: hahahaha. okokok. My aim was to keep my blog alive so im trying very very very hard although my lazy brain was like..nononooo dun blog! so mafan de. hahahaha. but nah. Im strong.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lets see. 4th May 2008!&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;hahahaha. Ily keithhhhhh.[aka saby] Lols. damn damn cute luh!(: we promise each other to last long long long. hahahaha. &lt;3 align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then mmm...Eds Night!(: it was cool luh. hahaha. Before Eds Night I met jessie, jing mei and laura at plaza sing for dinner.(: aww.supposed to eat ice monster de. But too bad luh. i was awfully broke and there was not enough time. so yeah... Hahaha. &gt;&lt;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;mmm..lets see..wad else..dunno leh. mmm. time for pictures then!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198019975885195714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SCMToLYFicI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/CqtVQRidyQ4/s200/Image001+(7).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, jingmei,laura,jessie(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198019993065064914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SCMTpLYFidI/AAAAAAAAAEY/bRvUBacat8E/s200/Image016+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jing mei,me,laura,celeste(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198020010244934114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SCMTqLYFieI/AAAAAAAAAEg/LXBe4FATViI/s200/Imagech.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chan so pretty rite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198020018834868722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SCMTqrYFifI/AAAAAAAAAEo/joKJYwxjqw0/s200/s320x240%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and tingwei!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198020031719770626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SCMTrbYFigI/AAAAAAAAAEw/7hg9u5WmOHw/s200/s320x240%5B1%5D+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Emo again.(: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Kekeke. The end!(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-8364263165065953570?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/8364263165065953570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=8364263165065953570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/8364263165065953570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/8364263165065953570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2008/05/heyho-hahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SCMToLYFicI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/CqtVQRidyQ4/s72-c/Image001+(7).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-1284266934065136973</id><published>2008-05-02T22:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T23:27:30.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Today was funnnnnnn. Like duhhhhhh. Went training with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; hypermates&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;wadddd!&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hypermates&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;are major love luh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;chantalle is the source of income! we, sabrina, sofina and iris are her body guarddds!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;lalalalala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;okieeeeeee. Now, kids, lets do some picture talk about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195787815129782690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SBslfUkdGaI/AAAAAAAAADo/IS6kgmYaBbQ/s200/ahhhbunny%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Yupppppps! BUNNY!(: hmm. lets see. firstly, Who does this bunny resembles?! Jessie! cuz, jessie is a bunny gal!(: hahahahaha. its damn cute luh the bunny!&lt;3&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Now for random picturessss.(: [sorry luh. i boliao mah. hahahaha]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195800820290754994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SBsxUUkdGbI/AAAAAAAAADw/wXXC6FC-vTo/s200/Image001+(4).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                            Wonderful science proj. &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195800828880689602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SBsxU0kdGcI/AAAAAAAAAD4/2UYyfqKX4x4/s200/Image005+(5).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                       Carebear. lols.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195800833175656914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SBsxVEkdGdI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lhA-V_EyI9g/s200/Image006+(4).jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                           erm..carebear with greentea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195800833175656930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SBsxVEkdGeI/AAAAAAAAAEI/uBME0iB8zZE/s200/DSC01752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                           Emo.=(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Lols.(: thats the endddddddd of my post.(: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-1284266934065136973?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/1284266934065136973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=1284266934065136973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/1284266934065136973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/1284266934065136973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2008/05/hellooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SBslfUkdGaI/AAAAAAAAADo/IS6kgmYaBbQ/s72-c/ahhhbunny%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-5998343732734256006</id><published>2008-04-30T21:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T22:30:52.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lols. Ok. The emo post before and now the happy happy post!(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hahahahaha. Wad luh! I weird cannot mehh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lols. hmmm. Dead blog luh. =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i killed it. so what. murder then murder luh. At least I saved it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And i updated my blog lerrrrrrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, those ppl who asked me to update in my blog, i did it!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yay. And sofinanana. HYPERmates doesnt mean cannot be hyperly emo also rite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahahahaha. No rule de k. *smacks head!*(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And that reminded me of Sabrina! wahhhhhh. smack so many times! Nvm. i will get my revenge de!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesturday went to Air weapon training. And Chantalle and Saby went too!(: too bad sofina didnt luh.=(&lt;/div&gt;Nvm. hahahaha. Hypermates are really like the sweetest ppl in awc luh!&lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195035203715537186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SBh4_kkdGSI/AAAAAAAAACo/bw9Z9LYbxSQ/s200/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ttw, me, laura!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195035208010504498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SBh4_0kdGTI/AAAAAAAAACw/z9vxVqIPRGQ/s200/Image019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giraffeee drawn by shixun!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195035216600439106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SBh5AUkdGUI/AAAAAAAAAC4/aVxlIlQd4es/s200/Image035%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195035225190373714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SBh5A0kdGVI/AAAAAAAAADA/W_ouoLTZPU0/s200/Image031+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Superrrman! saby and me!(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195036565220170098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SBh6O0kdGXI/AAAAAAAAADQ/SBQEi3w1E4o/s200/Grp+pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bloodbank. lols. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195036569515137410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SBh6PEkdGYI/AAAAAAAAADY/jKKGxqfGpoE/s200/n598647328_741274_6341%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Class outing(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195035242370242914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SBh5B0kdGWI/AAAAAAAAADI/TyjNaUr4k_k/s200/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Hearts.&lt;3 (Shixun) &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195036994716899730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="203" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SBh6n0kdGZI/AAAAAAAAADg/T6hWkvC6_kM/s200/Image030.jpg" width="165" border="0" /&gt; Emo path. lols. outside class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Thats alll!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-5998343732734256006?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/5998343732734256006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=5998343732734256006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/5998343732734256006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/5998343732734256006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2008/04/lols.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/SBh4_kkdGSI/AAAAAAAAACo/bw9Z9LYbxSQ/s72-c/Image024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-6700842806903881203</id><published>2008-04-30T20:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T21:08:41.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This post aint gonna be happy. So if u dun like unhappy or emo or whatever shit u call it. Go away now. Dont come complaining to me that my blog too emo or whatever. I didnt ask u to read it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate it. Seriously hate it when im not happy. Its like you look at the world around you with people happily smiling and laughing and all and you just wished you could join in. You stare at their happy faces and look to the mirror and see that sad face looking back at you. Its horrible. But its at least better than faking smiles like me. Its like you're hurting real badly deep in your heart and you still have to fake smiles for people whom maybe you dont actually really give a damn about. Its horrible when all you wanted in your heart was to cry out to someone close to you but you actually just simply faked a smile and said that you're ok. Its horrible when all you wanted was to shout vulgarities at people you really hated or had hurt you but you had to act nice and just smiled it off and walk away pushing everything right down into your heart again. Its horrible when people think that you're great and you know deep in your heart that actually you were acting all the long. Its horrible to see people getting hurt because of what you did which actually you didnt mean it at all and dont know why you actually did it. Its horrible when you have almost no choice but to lie and cover up about what you do just because you dont have the damn pathetic courage to face the music. And all this horrible shit is actually part of my life. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I keep asking whats life about anyway. Dont you people think that its kinda in a dream like thingo. Its like one moment you're crying over something and the next moment you realised that you're actually laughing at yourself for being so stupid last time and wasted so much time whinning and crying over some small matters. Its like there are two different people in yourself like there are two different "me"s. Sometimes you even scold yourself for being so dense in the past. Its weird. Life's weird. I dont understand at all. I wonder to myself many times if what I'm doing now is a waste of time. Would the future "me" be angry with the decisions i make now? What's the purpose in life anyway? Its so stupid. Tsk.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everytime I see unknown couples holding hands smiling so sweetly and saying lovely stuff. I would just smile to myself. I see people's msn nick talking about love and stuff. I smile again. Why? Cause I know that the result would always be the same. After a few months, their msn nick changed drastically. "I love you forever" ? Forever? you sure? think again. But you cant blame them. Cause love's a complicating thing. When people say they love each other, do they really mean it? First thing first. What's love? Tell me cause I dont know. Tell me cause I thought i knew, but i realised i dont. I find it abit weird for people to stead now and then break like awhile later? And then go emo and stuff. But gosh. Nobody can stop love. [ok wait..this's getting kinda guai lan. lols. stop ler.]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Where &lt;/span&gt;are you? I need you and i want you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-6700842806903881203?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/6700842806903881203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=6700842806903881203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/6700842806903881203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/6700842806903881203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-post-aint-gonna-be-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-335586397006414711</id><published>2008-04-18T21:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T21:15:24.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've been crying for 15 mins already.Just when I was happy for myself for not crying for 5 days straight.I cried.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Why am i so damn weak and sensitive.I shouldnt be. I really gotto change.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And you were the last person whom i once thought who would ever wanted me sad.I was wrong. I always am.I dunno what i want now. Really.I just keep crying. Damn it. i should really stop.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But it hurts in the heart. much worst then physical wounds and cuts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I hate it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Calling me and my friends a bunch of huskies? Aint that calling me a bitch? I can read for goodness sake. But i gotto agree with u. im a bitch. But not my friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Love's a fucking bitch. I cant believe i got hurt because of love when i didnt even love. Make sense? No. But its a fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-335586397006414711?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/335586397006414711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=335586397006414711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/335586397006414711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/335586397006414711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2008/04/ive-been-crying-for-15-mins-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-6680400266100241015</id><published>2008-04-05T23:02:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T19:55:22.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lalalala. Im bored.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So since im not emo, i shall make up for my dead blog and post.(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yay. hahahahahaha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Went to church just now.(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;glory comes through sufferings; happiness comes through sorrow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love you, God.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-6680400266100241015?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/6680400266100241015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=6680400266100241015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/6680400266100241015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/6680400266100241015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2008/04/lalalala_05.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-966959959392933606</id><published>2008-04-05T13:31:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T19:57:25.031+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i dunno why im going crazy.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Hahahaha. its been a longggggg time since i blogged. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;heh hehhs. sorry. Cause I didnt want to put another emo post on my blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;so i waited till i not that emo till i post.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Heh hehhs. Lots of things happened luh. Some good..some bad. yupps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I suddenly realised that as long as I tried my best, its ok. And whats happening nw's just a story that i would tell to my children in the future. i think. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I find the taiwan ppl really nice. as in..seriously really really really damn nice luh. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;lols. yupps. ytd was fun.(: Went to laura's house after her cca with tingwei and her buddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;fun fun fun. stayed till like 12 then my parents came to fetch me and tingwei with angelica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;dinner was pizza hut with lots and lots of other food. lols. fat fat fat. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;laura's family is seriously cool luh. hahaha. her parents are like really nice. plus her bro was really sweet. like he knew laura's bringing her frens over and her actually bought snack for us. its the thought that counts.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;hahahhaa. And really some ppl just makes my life a better thing. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh yeah..and something else..&lt;br /&gt;To some ppl that i accidentally hurt because of what i done/said..im really really really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i cant ask for forgiveness but..i really want u to know..that i really dont mean it and im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Somehow im like getting confused ler. i dunno why..hais. i felt something in my heart again..the same feeling i felt..something i have been trying to avoid for almost 4 months.. cause i think its too painful. but somehow..im not sure if i can push tt feeling down this time. i dunno why. u just keep invading my mind..and i just knew u. im crazy. nvm. i shall try to push it down again. cuz i dont think its possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-966959959392933606?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/966959959392933606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=966959959392933606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/966959959392933606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/966959959392933606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-434970851543062437</id><published>2008-03-16T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T23:03:22.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Stopped suddenly while trying to do homework. Then felt super fucked up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Whats the meaning to life anyway huh? To chiong homework and be a no lifer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just dont understand it. Why bother saying its holiday when you ppl throw tons of hw at us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Its pure crap i tell you. ALL my maths hw are untouched. You know why? Cuz i know im gonna fail maths. I dont understand a shit about it luh. i look at the paper then *slam the ws down and mutter some vulgar word* im screwed. I know that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The worst thing is right. You ppl out there say u all haven done hw too. And you know wad happens the next day? Wow. ALL the ws done. yeah right. haven done hw. Kao pei sia. damn the homework. =/ and damn myself for being so brainless that i cant even finish that shit. I have no mood to do hw. And i dont wanna do. And i dont know how to do. nice right. im damn screwed for maths. And soon I know my parents gonna nag and nag again. cuz i know i aint gonna slp early tonight. *dies*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;                                                                                                                                                     Toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-434970851543062437?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/434970851543062437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=434970851543062437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/434970851543062437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/434970851543062437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2008/03/stopped-suddenly-while-trying-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-5180647297264765594</id><published>2008-03-13T20:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T21:59:00.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I suddenly felt something different today. I dunno what. But I knew something was different.&lt;br /&gt;I reflected on what I had done so far in my life. I suddenly realised things that I didnt knew.&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly realised that I used to keep on harping about me not treasuring my primary school life. Then I found out that I'm not treasuring what I have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I suddenly realised that all the long although I keep complaining about my parents and my family..I actually know it in my heart that although they seldom make me happy nowadays, although they nag alot and are quite unreasonable at times, they actually sacrificed many things and did alot for me. I found out that I myself is unreasonable. =/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I keep throwing unnecessary tantrums that made u all upset. Although when I know that I would hurt u all at times when I'm like that, I still continued being unreasonable. I comforted myself when I'm upset with how evil I am by thinking of all the negative part of u all; the negative things u did or said to me, pushing every positive side of u people and what you all had done and sacrificed for me to the very end of my mind. Every night I would always stay up late, most of the time making you wait just stoning while sitting on the sofa making sure that I would sleep earlier, and yet I still can bear to let either one of you sacrifice your sleep for me when I'm chatting to my friends at times and not doing my homework. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Although everytime I would complain how much I hated what you had chosen or forced me to do like coming to DHS, joining air rifle or learning piano, I actually like them at times. But being me, I would just not admit it. I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I seldom appreciated what you all had done for me. Sometimes I would complain about having a brother like mine, but actually sometimes, I cant imagine what my life would be like without a brother like you. I used to keep complaining about how irritating you were to me..but actually..if not for you entertaining me, my life would be boring. Although I dont say it, I dont and would forget what you had done for me. Although you aint there for me when I cry, you didnt mind when I needed your help for my homework when I woke you at 1am and asked you to help me when I went to sleep; even when you needed to wake up at 7am the next day. Thank you. Since young everytime when you hugged me..I would push you away..even when I really wanted and needed that hug. I'm sorry. I dont know why..but maybe I just got used to pushing you away everytime. =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Although there's only a small chance that you all would see this, but I just wanna say sorry and a thank you for everything that you had done for me.&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thank you to each and everyone of you for everything. Really..some of you people are just super duper awesome that words alone cant describe. For some..although sometimes I would think of the negative stuff about you..I am actually really glad that I know you. For those who are always here for me..when I'm at the bottom of my world to pick me up, I really really appreaciate what you all had done. Although I would seldom admit and say thank you to you people I am actually really grateful. Esspecially those people who would have to bear me throwing my tantrums every week, thank you. Sorry that sometimes I would even throw tantrums at you people..with all the valgur words and stuff..really sorry. And I'm really touched at the fact that despite I do that every week, u people would just forgive me and would even comfort me. Thank you.&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See..I really felt different today. But its the truth..although at times I say that I hate some people and wouldnt care anymore..they are just words that I would say when I'm pissed off and throwing tantrums. By the next day I would usually feel sorry and forget all about it. &gt;.&lt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Here is a list of people that I would really like to say a very big thank you and sorry to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;- Daddy -Sofina -Iris Lim -Crystabelle -Shu qi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;- Mummy -Samantha -Tricia -Ching Yee -Janet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;- Brother -Fabian -Deon -Shi Xun -Victoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;- Celeste -Sitong -Gerald -Jared -Natasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;- Laura -Clarabel -Adalric -Clarence -Leon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;- Ting wei -Cally -Tiara -Richmond -Shu jun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;- Sabrina -Jessie -Kai yun -Zi Yang -Roohi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;- Chantalle -Vivian -Grace -Jacob -Nicholas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;- Jing Mei -Cky -Sook Wei -Yong Ming -Tabitha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;etc..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[not in any rank or order]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lols. =/ btw. i like my new blogskin.(: hahaha. random. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh yeah. I remembered about the class com training. I really had fun talking to Laura, Jing mei and adalric. LOLS. i dont really like the stories though. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And this holiday is really really busy for everyone. Why is it even called a holiday btw? hahaha. Should be activity week or something right. hahaha. bb(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-5180647297264765594?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/5180647297264765594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=5180647297264765594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/5180647297264765594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/5180647297264765594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-suddenly-felt-something-different.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-6890908228353492654</id><published>2008-03-03T20:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T12:32:45.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hahaha. Hello ppl.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zomg. my bloggy keeps dying. whatever. hahaha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iris here shall force her tired fingers to revive the blog.(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I shall make this a happy happy post.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahahaha. yay. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today. [3th march 2008]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had mock 2.4 today. Damn tired luh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blehhs. Many many sincere thanks to those ppl who cheered me on while i was jogging.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thank you. u guys rock(: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A really special thank you to my dear fren celeste whom i supposed to pace with. She ended up jogging slower for me to let me catch up with her! Really really thank you dear!(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Assembly was a pure torture luh. I didnt even understand what crap the guy was even saying. I bet dunno how many ppl didnt even listen too. Gahh. Useless and waste time niah. hahaha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But one thing was awesome during the end of the assembly! Lectra won 2nd for explore! Whoooh. aiseh. Lectra 就是 Lectra. Hahaha. Actually some of us kinda expected it le luh. Cause many of the ppl in Lectra really did put in effort in Explore and worked as a team.(: Yay. Jia you Lectra!(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Erm..afew days back went out with samantha babe(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Was really really fun luh! Gahhh. And she's uber uber cute!&lt;33&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But right. I feel kinda bad leh. Cause i keep asking her buy this and buy that with me. =/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sorry babe! gahhhh. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And really thank you for following me into bugis street luh. Even when ur leg hurts. Thank you babe!(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173512479547608050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/R8wCMJB8S_I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/GfOnLcR8KGQ/s200/DSC00677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173512483842575362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/R8wCMZB8TAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/uy7HKTX9Y4c/s200/DSC00695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173512488137542674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/R8wCMpB8TBI/AAAAAAAAAAg/I9oZziIzLBw/s200/DSC00685.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173512492432509986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/R8wCM5B8TCI/AAAAAAAAAAo/aFhuvlNqQb4/s200/DSC00699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173512496727477298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/R8wCNJB8TDI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Yt0NS1Xu9qs/s200/Image009+(4).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-6890908228353492654?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/6890908228353492654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=6890908228353492654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/6890908228353492654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/6890908228353492654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2008/03/hahaha.html' title='-'/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k871zU6dFgQ/R8wCMJB8S_I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/GfOnLcR8KGQ/s72-c/DSC00677.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-4566006278293184649</id><published>2008-02-16T21:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T12:33:55.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;hahaha. wow. my previous post's crazy. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;bet u guys wun read it to the end. If u do..hahahaha. time to get dizzyyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;wow. and i just realised how much i twit last time. goshhhh. at least im improving nw. no more &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tuuu&lt;/span&gt;. no more &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;. no more &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;andd&lt;/span&gt;. hahahhaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-4566006278293184649?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/4566006278293184649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=4566006278293184649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/4566006278293184649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/4566006278293184649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2008/02/hahaha.html' title='-'/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-7531923162198341644</id><published>2008-02-15T20:14:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T12:35:14.359+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hate my life. i hate my life. i hate my life. i hate my life. i hate my life. i hate my life. i hate my life. i hate my life. i hate my life. i hate my life. i hate my life. i hate my life. i hate my life. i hate my life. i hate my life. i hate my life. i hate my life. i hate my life. i hate my life. i hate my life.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously hate my life. i hate everything part of it. everything. hate hate hate hate hate. i hate myself. i hate my family. i hate school. i hate many ppl. i hate my life. i hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;i simply dont see the point of living luh. whats the point of living luh. i strive so hard to live life. i tried so hard to study. i still die one day. so whats the use? whats the use of working so damn hard when u noe u will die one day. who knows? maybe u will die tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is pure crap i tell u. Sometimes i really just get so pissed off with life. Sometimes i try so hard to impress the ppl around me. but everytime i try so hard. i fail. i give up. seriously i do. i no longer care about results. i no longer care about what ppl think of me. i no longer care if ppl hate me or whatever. i dont give a fuck. Sometimes i really do study very hard. i try very hard to study. and when i do that i would set a high expectation of the result to be good. but whats the use. study or dont study. also the same bloody results. its useless right. Although sometimes u see me duncare and everything. sometimes i really really try my best to study. but i just fail to do well. i really give up now. i give up trying to keep up with the already high expectation u set for me. u made it sound so easy to meet with all the expections. why dont u try? u want me to do oh so well in studies. the degree honours aint enough for u. u want me to do oh so well in piano. u expect me do play well. u expect me to do well in sports. u want me get a medal back for air riffle. u want me to do everything well. why dont u try. since u think its so easy. u do it. when i come back late for cca, u scold me. when i stay up late to study, u scream at me. when i practise too much of piano, u complain. then how the fuck to u expect me to do everything. im me. im not some genius or super gal out there. and then at times in the middle of the night u catch me sobbing. u lecture me. u expect me to be happy when u are controlling my freaking life and depriving me of my childhood? wow. since young. since i learnt how to talk. i remember how high the expectations were. that time i still can meet with the expectations. i studied so hard for u since young. cause u forced me to. p1 i got first. p2 i got first. then i went to the best class. p5 i still got first. p6 i got 260. sec one. i could no longer take it. u chose this school that i told u i hated. u chose the cca that wasnt on my chosen list. u made me play piano. i hate u. u are the main reason why my life is so miserable. some ppl think that you're oh so nice and caring. but i think not. you're just so selfish. its not like you dont know i hate what u chose. i told u how i felt when i wrote some letter to you. u reply with some crap lines and thats all. ppl ask why i hated going home. why i always hang around but not go home. the reason's u. i will find all the excuses i will say all the lies that i can. but i will never be happy to go home. i hate u.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if i was a nerd or something my life would have been really much easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im tired of acting everyday. like im really oh so happy and stuff. cause im not. Everytime after being emo, i would try acting happy again. but im always never really happy. In fact..now im having some difficulty comunicating with my friends face to face. i really dont know why. but just this year im like..when i sit with them..i got nothing to say. im getting very depressed over that too. i feel left out. Sometimes i really dont get the joke that u ppl think its funny. I dont know why. But yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that when other ppl finds out that you're sad..its always the same thing. first day:" why u sad for what? tell me luh." second day:" you ok anot? why so emo? crazy ar?" third day:" still emo ar? oh sorry. i busy now. i gtg." Its always the same thing. And i hate it when ppl ask me why im sad. Some ppl are simply so interested in knowing the story why im sad. They probably find it interesting. like a free show maybe. seeing me so emo and sad and crying. But if they are friends, i realise that they would avoid me cause im sad. avoid me like im a disease until i get happy again. those aint true friends. they are just simply finding ppl to make their life happier. Oh yeah. and i realised how much i hate those ppl who only go for looks too. esspecially when they themselves aint even effing gd looking. they critise about other ppl. If you are one of these ppl, why dont you go stare at yourselves in the mirror and start critising yourself. try changing your look, make yourself oh so good looking. then open your oh so golden mouth and then start critising about other ppl. i dont know how u ppl gonna change your look and make yourself look good. erm..maybe tear of ur skin and change it with some angelic looking person? and then maybe cut out your heart and change it too. cause so far all the bitches and bastards i see, although they are gd looking, everytime i see them i feel like puking or punching their bloody faces, cause their character aint nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find writing all this in blog useless. telling about ppl your life. whats the use of it. even if some ppl really cared. they wanna help. even if i tell them why im sad. they cant do anything. so why dont ppl just try cheering sad ppl up instead of demanding for a reason. whats the use of saying you understand how i feel when u're not even me. when you dont even go through what i go through when you dont even feel the pain i feel. because you dont understand..please..dont say you do. And ppl whom i dont really know well and just want to act like you care, please..dont go saying: " oh you so poor thing! awww..i feel sad for you too. u sad i sad." this kind of shit. cause i dont need your sympathy. In fact i feel much worst when u ppl say those stuff. if u ppl just say a simple ok and leave me alone to cry and get over with it. i would feel much better.&lt;br /&gt;But i would like to say a simple thank you to all those ppl who are really so nice to try cheer me up. Sometimes you ppl would really make me smile.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. maybe now i should just shut up and stop whining like a small kid. I think this would most likely be the last post on this blog cause i might be doing away with this blog le. Cause i dont see the point of telling other ppl what happened in ur life cause its useless. yeahh? hahaha. so this marks the end of my emo post.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-7531923162198341644?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7531923162198341644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=7531923162198341644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/7531923162198341644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/7531923162198341644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-hate-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-9099181328743256327</id><published>2008-01-20T21:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T12:35:32.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Hey peeps.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;yellow's a happy colour huhh. whoots. hahax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Crazy me. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;hmm..saturday had two tuitions..one chinese..one maths. blehhs. My brain was practically fried k. lols. But the maths tuition..i actually managed to do indices. Den after maths i went super highh. Hahax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;but of cuz..how cann iris be highh for a whole day de? it would be kinda a miricle huhh. lols. As expected..my parents spoiled my whole day easily. hahax. They wanted to ahem "celebrate" my bday. ahem. how sincere. When my bday is like kinda long away. Plus they quarrelled in the car on the way there. Guess wadd..they quarrelled about me. How nice rite. Den my dad actually said " Lets not tok about it today. We're supposed to celebrate her bday. lets nt spoil it." When i was already crying. how smart. I hate them. I wish they knew tt. hais. If onli ppl could choose parents..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;We went Sakura at downtown to eat. siannz. i dunlike. hahaha. but nvm. super duper full. they keep forcing me to eat. XD i was actually already full after a plate of sushi. yeahh. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Today.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Went to church. 9.30 mass. Hahax. Went with Saby, natasha, venassa, brian kor andd mark kor. lols. After tt we went for cath class..mmm..ok luhhs. Quite sian. &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Actually had pics to upload de..but lazy me is too lazy to upload.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TAGGS.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;passerby: LOLS. evil. hahax. ohh..ok.(: i wunn say ur name de luhhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Iris sis: Hey sis!!(: hahaha. log time didnt tag me le wor. hahax. obviously i jie luhhs. hahax. i bigger den u norrhhz. heh hehhs. =P neh neh ni poo poo. hahaha. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cally ho: HEHEHE.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Laura: humph. FPS..humph. nvm!! fps more SLACK. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sitong: 0.o lols. erm..movie? erm..i dunno? lol?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Tags replied.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6 more days to bday.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-9099181328743256327?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/9099181328743256327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=9099181328743256327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/9099181328743256327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/9099181328743256327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2008/01/hey-peeps.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-3862855338277363398</id><published>2008-01-18T21:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T12:38:05.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;OK OK OK!(: i shall blog. lols. lazy me. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;hmm.. lets start with yesturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Skool ended at 1.15 which is like early for me since im the kind hu realli realli realli dunlike to go home n rot. So ate lunch with skool with the usual ppl luhhs. Den Celeste and I went back together. We were like complaining bout going home with nth to do andd stuff. Yeahh..den suddenly celeste said she felt like eating ice cream. So I remembered last yr i was actually supposed to go eat mr bean's ice cream with her after the netball interclass de..but didnt. So we decided to go. Went east point to buy ice cream den went walk walk in east point lo. We chatted a real whole lot of stuff. Shared secrets too. &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;TODAY.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Skool ended at 12.15. Which i practically treated it like a half day. hahax. Ate lunch in skool again before heading to tampines. Went on mrt with shi xun n sook weii..it was realli hillarious. They realli can make me luff luhhs..it was like..since how long I had last luff so heartedly.Thx babes.(: On my way to tampines my old old fren dear dear cally called me. lols. She was like always super highh..[sometimes too highh thoughh. =X] She asked if I could go tm walk walk wit her n her fren. Den i was like hmm..shuld i? I wanted to see her in skool uni..n she her too obviously..so i went lo. She's still like the same old cally as ever. hahax. yupps. pulling me here n there..screaming everywhere..kajiao-ing me always. LOLS. Ohh..den I actually lost her number cuz my retarded hp went for repair n lost everything. So obviously I panicked. called many ppl for her number n walked round tm trying to look for her. Den i keep looking at my back just in case she spotted me n will scream in my ear. N tt was wadd realli happened. I was looking around den she suddenly appeared behind me screaming. My heart almost fail luhhs. lols. den I met one of my kors there..was quite awkward thoughh. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;After tt I was supposed to go somewhere near st hildas to meet sherwin. So i n cally took bus there while her fren went home. lols. Yeahh. After tt quite sian le. so nw here i am blogging.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Wow..lols. my tag is spammed. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but cuz of tt im blogging. lols. [shi xun dear n celeste dar asked me to.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mayb I shuld reply tags here? save me the trouble. [lazy me]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TAGGS.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Celeste: hahaha. Yeahh!! it was!! mmm..i hope ure feeling fine today? r u?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cloud3z: HARLOS.(: hahaha. mmm? wadd relationship? =X ooo..n u come me bloggy de.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shi xun: YEAHH YEAHH YEAHH. lols. qi ai de..hahaha. I blogged!! see see see. i listen to u lehhs!! wo yao prada bag!!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sitong: LOLS. &gt;.&lt; (: :( =.=lll . farnie luhhs u. dunn emo. =X &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;passerby(: : I add u le!! but u like nt online de lehhs..i online at nite de. u lehhs? hahaha. ure cute.(: eeyer..lazy come my blog. =C lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Taggs replied.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[ have a happy day!!(: ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ohh yeahh..MY BIRTHDAY COMING LE. =X&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shushi mummy say.. 1 year older, 1year nearer to death. =X&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sob sobs. whyy whyy whyy.about 8 more days to bday. =C&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but hope my bday wish come true thoughh.(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-3862855338277363398?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3862855338277363398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=3862855338277363398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/3862855338277363398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/3862855338277363398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-4423881505500074371</id><published>2008-01-11T21:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T12:39:20.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;2008!! whooots.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Hehes. finally had the mood to blog. Yay.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Its like so dead cuz i didnt had the mood n didnt care. But nw i came to save it once again.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;hahax. Goshh..its the weekends!! yay!! Weekends makes me go high high highh!! cuz i hate skool to the core. Blehhs. It sucks big big time unfortunately for me. The skool uni sucks too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;nvm nvm. Those doesnt matter to me. i shall still happy and highhh.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Im suppose to be doing hw nw..but NVMS.(: im slacking n i love slacking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Aww mann..im missing air weapons trainings. awww..i thinkk im kinda crazy. but nvm..i still miss them. &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Cat. class still haven start yet. siannnz. wonder if this yr got diff lehhs. hope its more more funn.(: even if it isnt, i will make sure it would be. for me at least. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;OOOO. its a happy post n my first post of the year.(: im happy. YAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-4423881505500074371?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/4423881505500074371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=4423881505500074371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/4423881505500074371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/4423881505500074371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008-whooots.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-4284717640022010814</id><published>2007-12-14T15:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T12:40:35.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;For those who thinkk that im no longer emo, ure wrong. For those who hate me and wann me to be emo, u succeeded. congrats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aint tt great? im just freaking emo..i feel that im just like..living in my own freaking world completely shut off with the world. Thats how i bloody feel. yeahh.. cry cry cry.. i cry to make me feel better. I cry cuz my stopid heart just hurts. But the damn thing is tt i cant even cry aloud..i just wanna scream n scream n scream. But i cant. I just keep it in my stopid heart and push it down. Andd tts just fucking stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh..im like tt. Hate me all u wann. I wunn prevent u. Cuz i hate myself more than anyone could hate me. Fcuk. Sometimes..realli..i thinkk i shuld just end my bloody life..end everything. but i cant. andd i wont..unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno wadds the hell wrong with me..tears just keep dropping..realli sad..realli painful.. Andd one thing..i dunn self sympathise for goodness sick. I noe i deserve this emoness. Its bloody stupid but..i dun care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried the whole freaking nite..just becuz im sad. u ppl ask me whyy im sad..i ask myself why am i sad.. andd i always cant reply. But the answer is.. becuase there r too many pathatic reasons whyy im freaking sad..andd i cant keep them in my heart so im sad..so i cry. Thats whyy.. I dunn just get sad of one bloody thing. but of many. Andd wadd i hate most is that when im freaking emo..some retarded idiots are just luffing out there enjoying themselves. thats wadd i hate most. Andd i hate ppl hu luffs at other ppl's misery..i wish i could just take a knife and scar their bloody faces and see if they can luff somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just keep faking a smile on my face..just to let ppl think tt im happy when i go out with them. I hate faking smiles. i hate it. Cuz it would always make me feel worst..i realli wish i can just like..cry my heart out..andd lean on anyone's shoulder for support. But i cant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is like a donut? with a pathatic hole..which cant patch up. it just hurts. andd somehow im just confused of something..that no one can understand how i feel. im just bloody confused..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahh..im just freaking emo andd bu shuang nw. so wadd? its my prob. so..if u hate me..or hate this post or wadeva crap. just get lost.(: Its tt easy. Cuz im emo..andd its a fact. Please dunn sympathise me..cuz i dunn need ur bloody sympathy. Wadd i need is comfort not sympathy. Freaking shit. im crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-4284717640022010814?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/4284717640022010814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=4284717640022010814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/4284717640022010814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/4284717640022010814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2007/12/for-those-who-thinkk-that-im-no-longer.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-8993599146919123895</id><published>2007-12-06T14:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T12:40:53.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Aww...my bloggy's dying. =X &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;neber mind..im here to save my bloggy.(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i shall write bout yesturday since &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; ask me to do so.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;But b4 that..i shall thank some ppl first. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;To: Laura, Ting weii, Janet, Jingying meii, and some other ppl...&lt;br /&gt;Thank youu for being such great frens.(:&lt;br /&gt;Thank youu for ur kind concern.(:&lt;br /&gt;Thank youu for caring bout me andd my safety.(:&lt;br /&gt;andd... Sorry to make youu ppl worried/feel 不自在/etc.&lt;br /&gt;Love youu ppl.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;5th nov 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Went out with &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Ting weii, Laura,dar, andd his fren Bernard&lt;/span&gt;, to bugis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Before meeting dar dar n his fren..i arrange to meet ting weii and laura at mrt to go bugis together luhhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;At first actually i was like...erm..quite scared. Yeahh..dunno whyy. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Den after meeting them we went bugis to meet andy n his fren lo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Yeahh..den we went to mac to eat breakfast/lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;After which take neos.(: yeahh..just like taking neos bahhs. hahax. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Went to watch Enchanted.. which dar's fren actually watched 3 times. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;he like very poor thing..vehh quiet andd stuff. yeahh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;After tt dar wanted to buy jeans..while we actually wanted to go tm gai gai. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;But tm dun have his jeans..so erm..i, ting weii and laura went walking around bugis while he and bernard went to buy jeans. yeahh.. thanks ting weii and laura for giving in.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;After tt met up again.. den went KFC to have a snack..just becuz im hungry. sorry guys.. u all like keep giving in to me.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Dar ate too..so i shared? yeahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;after tt ting weii and laura wanted to go home. so yeahh.. they left for home lo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;den actually we wanted to go escape to play..but bernard felt sian..so he went home too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;hahax. yeahh..so i andd him took mrt to pasir ris lo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;it was like raining and raining. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Gahh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;so yeahh..went to downtown to slack lo..&gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;At 6plus i got to go home le..so we went back luhhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Yeahh..so tts all bout yesturday.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i love him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;[note**: not any part of this post am i sacarstic or wadd. though it may sound like im sacarstic but im not.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-8993599146919123895?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/8993599146919123895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=8993599146919123895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/8993599146919123895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/8993599146919123895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2007/12/aww.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-2337456208243885126</id><published>2007-11-21T17:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T12:41:12.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Omigosh..im realli realli dying of boredom. Its shoooooooooooo boring. Gahh. Lets start wit yesturday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Had piano lesson at 10 plus plus..so i gotta wake up much earlier then usual tuu practise andd do her hw. yeahh..Vehh tired.. After the torture was finally over..i gotta go for air weapon training. Yeahh.. My parents brought me there as i was already late. When i reached there i was the last...the rest already reached.(except for saby as she got something on.Ohh ya..andd another guy too..almost &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;forgot that he was actually in AWC&lt;/span&gt;..didnt see him so far for training..andd he has many &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;great reasons&lt;/span&gt; for the training. So real. Aww..yeahh..i &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pity him..andd i bet my AWC mates in yr ones 07 pity him too&lt;/span&gt;. :X) Needed to wear the horrible air riffle suit. Gahh..but it helped me alot..by getting all my shots into the black circle..yeahh..but wasnt vehh satisfied though..I shall improve. hais. I brought poker cards along..so while waiting for the others i played taiti, blackjack andd stress wit &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Chann,Grace,Sofi,Vivian andd jiao lian's sis&lt;/span&gt;. Sho funn.(: hahax..We waited till like 7 plus...den went back..andd my mother was like scold scold scold..den finally she &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;grounded&lt;/span&gt; me. Wtf. realli..couldnt stand it..wadd did i even do wrong?! Its not my bloody fault that training ended late rite? Couldnt stand her andd her crap andd my stress too..so i just broke down luhhs..likely chann was there tuu comfort me.(: thx chann. yeahh..so met them at simei..suppose tuu have dinner wit them but they already finished theirs..so they were like saying..take so long tuu reach here..i bet u have ur dinner already. WTF!! i didnt!! so wadeva luhhs..bought ice cream for my bro..hu specially requested it..andd bought one for myself too... Likely my bro bought sushi..so i gotto eat something..few pieces onli..still hungry..andd i ate my "dinner" at 10. wow. My horrible day ended.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Today..Gahh...was woken up abruptly by my parents..they wanted tuu do chores andd dragged me along wit them..didnt had my breakfast andd was rushed.. Blehhs. Horrible. wasted soooo much time just following them around andd doing nuthing..was obviously pissed off.. Had grastric pain..den told them they just scolded me for not bringing my breakfast along.. Hello? did i even had the time to do so? they just so ridiculous. So here am i..posting..im supposed tuu be doing hw..but no mood as usual..cuz my poor retarded brain cant think of wadd tuu write for my hw at all. Hais..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;pity me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-2337456208243885126?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/2337456208243885126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=2337456208243885126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/2337456208243885126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/2337456208243885126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2007/11/omigosh.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-3430371451965271415</id><published>2007-11-19T21:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T12:41:29.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today is another stopid boring day again. I &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;wasting my life off&lt;/span&gt; mann. this's crap. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had a new tuition cher today..how greats tt huhhs..she came..chinese tuition..she's still ohhkayy luhhs..of cuz..first lesson mahhs..she might be acting nice. I acted too.hahax..i acted like damn freaking guai..smile smile smile..almost like a retard.. yeahh...but first lesson i gib her face luhhs. I even tidied up my messy room. hahax. yeahh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tonite &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;suckks like shit&lt;/span&gt;..did practically nuthing at all..&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;rotting away at home&lt;/span&gt;. no mood tuu do anything..andd wit a &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;irritating bro&lt;/span&gt;..gahh..life's cann be like hell. Hais. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tmr got air weapons training..no mood go luhhs..sho sian.. Ohh crap..i got piano lesson tmr. Shit luhhs..i haben done her hw. Gahh..i hate it. whyy cant i just stop all my tuitions andd lessons. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ts my life andd i have absolutely no control of it at all.&lt;/span&gt; Heyy w8..mayb i hab..&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tuu die&lt;/span&gt;.(: Good news? hahax. yeahh..thats me..im crazy. Andd these &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;great &lt;/span&gt;things happening around me just make it &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;better&lt;/span&gt; huhhs. yeahh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-3430371451965271415?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3430371451965271415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=3430371451965271415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/3430371451965271415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/3430371451965271415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2007/11/today-is-another-stopid-boring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-7638670639946853499</id><published>2007-11-18T21:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T12:41:44.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gahhs...sho sian luhhs..every weekend if i dunn go out i realli feel tt im wasting them luhhs. wadeva sia. crap..whole day stay at home andd stone. blehhs.&lt;br /&gt;so far cap i did 5 onli..like wtf luhhs..how the hell am i going finish the rest? Great luhhs..so pissed. Cant go out till i finish my hw? yeahh..that the way..keep me the whole hols andd out i go sia. I will rebel. stopid shit. gahh..damn pissed off nw. Andd someone pissing me off too. How great's tt. Andd tuu tt someone&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stop acting like u noe the whole bloody thing. stop acting nice. u bloody liar. i hate ppl who does that. u piss the bloody shit out of me. i say wadd i like tuu say..proper english? yeahh..so wadd if ur eng ish perfect andd mine's not? SO WADD. bloody shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-7638670639946853499?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7638670639946853499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=7638670639946853499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/7638670639946853499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/7638670639946853499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2007/11/gahhs.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-799749330017506247</id><published>2007-11-16T15:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T12:42:08.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;1. The person who tagged you ( who ask you to do this quiz) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;SABRINA aka SABYY.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Jie andd meii. super uber good fwen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;3. Your 5 impressions of him/her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Nice, Sweet, Cute,Hyper &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Lovable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;4. The most memorable thing he/she had done for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Be my fwen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;5. The most memorable words he/she had said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;huhhs? forget le luhhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;6. If he/she becomes your lover, things he/she has to improve on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;nuthing. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;7. If he/she becomes your enemy, you will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Enemy of cuz will hate wadd. but she wun be. (Stopid q)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;8. If he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;nuthing. she wunn be one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;9. The thing you want to do for him/her now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Be a good jie, good cat class fren, good awc partner, good hyper mate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;10. Your overall impression of him/her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;SUPER, UBER NICE.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;12. How you think people around you will feel about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;that im weird? stopid? blur?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;13. The character you love of yourself .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;None.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;14. On the contrary, the characters you hate of yourself are being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;wow..alot. erm..im a coward,too stopid,too blur,too irrtating..etc etc. [LOL]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;The real me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;16. For people that care and like you, say something to them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Thank youu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10 people that you wish to know how they feel about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;1.Celeste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;2.Chantalle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;3.Halim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;4.Iris Lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;5.Jer Luen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;6.Jessie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;7.Jia Yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;8.Laura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;9.Sofina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;10.Ting Wei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;1] Who is no.6 having relationship with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[Jessie] S: i dunno. Ask her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;2] Is no.9 a male or female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[Sofina] female..duhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;3] If no.7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[Jia yan,ting wei] mayb..both sc mahhs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;4] How about no.8 and 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[Laura,jerluen] they dunn even noe each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;5] What is no.2 studying about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[Chantalle] she dunn like studying andd doesnt nid tuu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;6] Where was the last time you had a chat with no.3?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[Halim] a few hours ago? on msn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;7] What kind of music band does no.8 like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[Laura] dunno..sowwies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;8] Does no.1 has any siblings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[Celeste] Yesh.. (gahh..when will this endd..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;9]Will you woo no.3?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[Halim] he's my kor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;10] How about no.6?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[Jessie] yeahh..maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;11]Is no.4 single?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[Iris Lim] yesh she is.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;12] What's the surname of no.5?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[Jer luen] shit..i forgot..chien s: i thinkk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;13] What's the name of no.10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Ting wei (stopid q)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;14] What's the hobby of no.4?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[iris lim] Soccer i thinkk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;15] Do no.5 and 9 get along well?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[jerluen,sofina] they dunno each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;shall stop here first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;**continued**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;16] Where is no.2 studying at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[Chantalle] Dunman high.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;17] Talk something casually about no 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[Celeste] erm..smart andd nice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;18] Have you tried developing feelings for no.8?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[Laura] Yeahh..heh hehhs.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;19] Where does no.9 live at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[Sofina] pasir ris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;20) What color does no.4 like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;21] Are no.5 and 1 best friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[jerluen, celeste] they dun even noe each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;22] How do you get to know no.2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[Chantalle] Same pri skool,same sec skool,same Cca,same class.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;23] Does no.1 have any pet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[Celeste] ermm...that i dunno. sowwies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;24] Is no.6 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;[Jessie] LOL! Yesh!! Jessie sho sexy mahhs..everyone says tt.&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Yay!! done wit the torture..nw tuu torture ppl.(: heh hehhs. im evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-799749330017506247?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/799749330017506247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=799749330017506247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/799749330017506247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/799749330017506247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2007/11/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-7201322580184199434</id><published>2007-11-16T15:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T12:42:30.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haben posted for sho long...lols. XD So i shall start posting again bahhs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Recently there was a mini fun fair at shps. Yupps.. Actually at first parents didnt let me go luhhs...but after alot of persuadtion they gave in. After going tuu the mini fun fair...felt that it was realli a let down luhhs..Sho little games..andd all sho sian de. Met many frens there though..yeahh..but didnt realli tok tuu them cuz i was wit clarabel andd cally..couldnt leave them wadd..mixed wit the last yr 6/9 pupils..yupps..some luhhs..justin andd samuel were jokers luhhs..luff quite a bit. yeahh..nth much.. didnt felt like the same when we were pri..yeahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I was in a kinda bad mood too luhhs..den at times quite fustrating during the fun fair. yupps. Things wun ever be the same again..i got tt in my mind long time ago..so didnt felt much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Gahh...veh bored at home..though go out wit family also sho sian luhhs..singapore sho small..everytime onli can go those few malls..no change. Bored lohh. Im dying of boredom at home. No mood tuu do hw luhhs..sho stupid..everytime sit in front of the com supposed tuu do hw..i always slack instead. yeahh..thats me.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-7201322580184199434?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7201322580184199434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=7201322580184199434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/7201322580184199434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/7201322580184199434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2007/11/haben-posted-for-sho-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-7486728408305686539</id><published>2007-11-13T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T12:42:58.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;EMO EMO EMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! urgh.. kaes. my current mood ish tt im freaginggg emo. This is so bloody iritating. I just dont understand luhhs. Its my life..so whyy must i listen to other ppl? WHY?! Whyy must i care about other ppl's feelings? when no freaging person actually care about mine? Shit luhhs. And my mother just expect me to rot at home. Really. She expect me to be so guai and just study at home? Whyy cant she be just smarter and think if i even have the bloody mood to even study? Stopid shit. Urghh..sometimes i realli wish that i was all alone. not so fustrating. I dunn even noe whyy im emo luhhs. Am i too tired? Mayb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Today had air weapons training. Quite ohhkayy luhhs. But alot of ppl didnt come? blehhs..slackk. Hahhax. Today my grouping ish around the bottom luhhs. So blehhs. Ohh ya..andd met my pri skool fren benedict. I was like walking after shooting den suddenly " IRIS SEAH!" Sho loud lahhs..i was like shocked den i turn..cant find anyone i noe wadd. Den i saw him. "Omigosh?" hehhs..my reply. Den his frens andd him were like teasing me tt i look old..dunno wadd crap say wadd i look like univisity student. Shitt luhhs.hahax Neber mind. i still got my revenge back. Cuz its their first time shooting. So yahh..hahax. They were comparing cards den i went there see..andd show them my cards. hahahx..den the second time i used grace de card..cuz she veh pro..den they were like..fine luhh fine luhh. Hahax. Admit defeat.(: yay. Andd im elmo andd wormy's my hyper mate.(: hehhs..saby ish wormy. my new nick for her..cuz she was wiggling.hehhs. so nw cat class i made two cute nick names le. One ish spongey andd the other wormy. Yay!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-7486728408305686539?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7486728408305686539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=7486728408305686539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/7486728408305686539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/7486728408305686539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2007/11/emo-emo-emooooooooooooooo-urgh.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-3178487979440865108</id><published>2007-11-10T21:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T12:43:21.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Went tuu escape today. Am i supposed tuu be happy bout tt? yeahh..i guess so? :S so i shall keep my emoness tuu another time bahhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Finally persuaded my mum tuu let me go tuu escape? so yeahh..she fetched me tuu tm andd i meet leah they all. Yupps. Andd spongey didnt go? =C blehhs. alot other ppl also didnt go luhhs.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Later at escape..took veh veh long tuu buy the tickets..yeahh. So saby decided tuu sit down andd pulled me along too. den she was like hypering around?heh hehhs.(:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Saby my hyperr mate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;After a long long wait, we finally got in. Heh hehhs. Walk walk walk..then found out viking closed. stopid shit. den den the others went tuu sit inverter den i andd michelle were like nonono. Dunn blame me..i got a phobia of heights luhhs.. I andd saby screamed on almost ride. We were like looking at each other den say " Scream ar" lawlls..den when nicole andd natasha said we were crazy, den i andd saby said tt it was our awc spirit. hehes. &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;nicole andd natasha&lt;/span&gt; r sho farnie luhhs can.(: Ohh ya.. andd andd while they were siting inverter me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;michelle andd clarissa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;went tuu wet andd wild..den odd number sho bo bian went tuu ask leah's boy-fren. yeahh..den i bo bian nid tuu sit wit him. So i sat behind andd he sat in front..andd when going down the slope he went tuu bend down andd i was soaked from top tuu toe..WOW. Den he turned behind andd luff..andd he was DRY..urgh.. Got off the ride den realised the others were still queuing for the ride..so i took a second ride. Andd i was like telling leah tuu help me revenge. &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Leah ish nice.(:&lt;/span&gt; Hahax. Yupps..after a few more rides den went for lunch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lunch at macs.(: michelle lent me andd clarissa money for lunch.(: cuz we left our things in the locker..nt because we r poor. Den we three bought too much food till we cant finish. &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;After lunch we went back in tuu play more rides lo. Den saw sookie,jialat andd adal wit their npcc frens i think. hehhs.(: Den we went into the hauted house wit the guys in front andd the gals behind? yeahh..knew the guys sure scare us one..andd they did. This time hauted house nt funn le..nt like last time got the ghost chasing us around? blehhs..escape deproved alot. After hauted the rest went tuu take inverter again? urgh.. but just ate lunch so afew ppl didnt sit too. hehes..follo me.(: saby wanted tuu take wet n wild again andd i wanted tuu..so nat followed. Den odd number again..michelle n clarissa didnt wann tuu take..neither did leah n her bf..so left jordaan. hehh hehhs..den he say he go if onli he sit in front..den im like..kayy lo. Den i started planning liao..told saby the plan too.The stopid queue sho long..queue halfway den adam came. Urgh..plan spoiled..so i told them the plan..actually wanted tuu bluff tt jordaan sitting wit me..den halfway i back out den natasha gotto sit wit him. Den when told jordaan he was like looking at me saying "aww" andd gave his gay look. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Jordaan ish gay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;wasted the plan didnt work luhhs..blehhs. Andd tt &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;zach was like emphasizing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;tt i haven taken the inverter?blehhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Den went tuu take go-cart. sho yay luhhs..den i overtake 3 ppl..den the other guys say wadd i stopped at the slope? erm..which i didnt? wasnt me luhhs..i didnt even stepped on the brake..i was like still stepping on the gas pedal? hehhs.XD After a while went back home le lo. Was sho sho tired. Dunno whyy but dis time escape nt tt funn tuu me liao..dunno whyy. Is it the ppl i go wit? cant be wadd. Heh hehhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-3178487979440865108?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3178487979440865108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=3178487979440865108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/3178487979440865108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/3178487979440865108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2007/11/went-tuu-escape-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-8052048806018797639</id><published>2007-11-07T20:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T12:44:29.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Lalala. Kkaes..i shall start posting.. I dunn wan my bloggy tuu die..nonono. That wun happen.(:&lt;br /&gt;Now...backtrack tuu...when arhhz...mmm..ohh ya. My holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;My holidays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dayy1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was like wow luhhs.. Cuz my family join tour grp..den my bro working in the airport so he went tuu check if got any teenagers anot. check check check..den tell me onli got two miss..which means..veh few or mayb none. When i first saw my tour grp i was like...GOSH!! no teenagers at all..except me andd my bro? i was like..i wann go home.. urgh. Guess wadd..im thirteen going on fourteen andd im actually the youngest there?So...everyone reguarded me as the "xiao meii meii" there..or the little ger ger. =.= After getting off the airport in vietniam..the tour grp went for lunch..at a restaurant? &amp;amp;&amp;amp; the food was like ewwww. Wadd made it worst was the toilet..sho sho&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dirttyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; So i lost my appetite..andd almost didnt eat at all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Dayy 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Wake uber early..den go see some mountains..andd had tuu climb two mountains..one tuu see others mountains..another tuu see a cave.Wow. Sho interesting rite. urgh.. den evening had a boat ride? nono..its a cruise. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; I like the ride..sho nice. though quite boring..but i enjoyed the quietness. The cruise got two levels..one sheltered..another open air.. Cuz the rest of the ppl scared of the cold breeze..so i had my own nice time up at the second level. Then at nite le..the most cool thing ish when i look up into the sky..it was filled wit stars..i was like..wow.. so i sort of lied down on the bench andd stared at the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Dayy 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bus ride for 7 whole hours the whole day..just tuu reach china andd the hotel there. I was like wtf luhhs..den i was like telling my mother how smart she was tuu pay thousands of dollars just tuu see big blocks of stones[mountains] andd tuu sit on a bus the whole day. I was seriously bloody pissed off then luhhs. Andd the toilet breaks between the bus ride was the most horrible thing ever. The toilets were super super dirtty andd the worst thing ish...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there was no toilet door!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Andd the stopid tour guide said if we dunn go tuu the toilet..there wun be one till 2 andd half hours later..leaving me no other choice..but tuu use tt horrible toilet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;EWW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Dayy4 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I was realli getting sho pissed off wit the whole holiday..it wasnt even a holiday luhhs..it was a torture tuu me. Urgh. Another thing which pissed me badly was..the auntie andd uncles or ahh ma andd ahh pei in the tour grp was like teasing me andd stuff. Den they were like asking if i enjoyed the trip so far andd etc etc..wadd a stopid obvious question. With so little bloody time tuu slp andd no one tuu play with..it would be a miricle for me tuu enjoy luhhs. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; they kept emphasizing tt i couldnt shop andd the stopid doorless toilet..though onli veh few but one doorless toilet was already too much for me luhhs. They were making crappy jokes tt they tot was veh farnie..saying tt the doorless toilet was one of the tourist attraction tt couldnt be found in singapore..andd they started luffing like shit. BLEHHS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Dayy 5 &amp;amp;&amp;amp; 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;The stopid tour guide asked a stopid question everyday b4 setting off..cuz the tour changes hotels everyday..she would always ask if we remembered tuu bring our belongings andd etc..she always ask if the olddies brought their wig along andd their 假牙/dentures..den the whole bus would luff..even when she say tt everyday. This two days were as horrible as the rest.. but something made it worst..it was tt although i seen&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt; big big shopping centres passing by..i couldnt shop&lt;/span&gt;. blehhs..cuz there were no time at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Dayy 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;This nite was damn damn nice. I was like shopping like crazy. The things there were sho cute n nice n cheap. Hehes. I bought quite a few soft toys..key chains..watches etc etc. Muhaha.sho happy..den tt nite i suddenly like my trip le..andd i tot it was quite funn. Hahax..see how shopping changes my mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Dayy 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Even more shopping!! Though different place.. My mum ish like pro in bargaining luhhs..the jacket my bro wanted tuu buy was actually said tuu be 160 rmb [bout $28 sing] den she manage tuu bargain til 80rmb [$14 sing]. Lawlls..it was funn luhhs.. den when reach 100 rmb..the shop owner pretend dunn wan sell le. Then my mum start walking out of the shop..den i,my bro n dad..follo..den our faces like dunwan buy le. hahax..in the end the shop owner came tuu chase us back and lower the price tuu 80rmb..my family always use this same trick. Cuz it always works.(: yup yupps. Needed tuu buy a new luguage tuu stuff the things i andd my bro bought. XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;im scary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Dayy 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Time tuu go home.(: =C hahax..dunno whether happy or sad mahhs..both mayb? Lawlls..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; After reaching Singapore..weather change..sho hot. Then..time tuu reply all the smses..waa..some ppl understand..some ppl scold..blehhs. Then Mrs koh suddenly sms saying tuu go for the rehearsal the nxt day at suntec at 8. Andd...there goes my rest. hais..luckily laura, my saviour could fetch me from kembangan tuu suntec.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Nov 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Went tuu suntec early cuz i didnt noe the dance?tuu learn from deon laura shi xun andd adalric luhhs. learn learn learn..noe the dance le i almost puked..den i andd chann were like luff luff luff. After tt went tuu walk walk at marina square wit shi xun andd chantalle. It was sho sho farnie luhhs. Wasted laura gtg for training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Nov 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;The stopid dance thingy..urgh. Luckily Laura saved me again.(: After the thingy ended,me..laura..shi xun..andd chann went tuu vote..vote vote vote.hehes..vote over 200 plus plus plus. Den we kena chased away by some realli nasty ppl. They go bully small ger gers. =C evill..hehes. After tt went tuu marina for lunch again. This time was Long John Silvers. lawlls. Andd this time laura followed. Mrs kohh gave $4 each for lunch..blehhs. tot $8..hehes.im greedy. XD After lunch we go walk walk.. supposed tuu eat ice cream at HaagenDazs or mac de..den neber.=C den den den..went tuu kiddy palace.(: Yay..sho yay..sho funn luhhs..saw a cuteeee eeyore. Gosh..i so wanted it..but..nahhs. Resist. hahas. den i andd laura went walking around kiddy palace..den i was like sitting on a sofa..nice nice one..den said.."Yay..im a little princess." lawlls..den laura sat too andd said "Yay me too." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;aww..wanted tuu take a pic but too lazy.hehes. After tt laura andd shixun went back home while i andd chann went for training. Wheee..training ish uber love. hehes..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i gotto use riffle!! Yay..love riffle sho sho much. Shooting was quite ohhkayy...after nt shooting for like..erm..2 mths? yup yupps. den made a farnie joke bout richmond catching a bird..etc etc.nono..he caught a flying bird. Lawlls..though he didnt hear the joke.(: Yupps..tts all..i was hyper the whole day..andd when i reached home..no more energy le.tired tired tired.hahax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yay!!my bloggy's nt dead any more.(:(:(: heh hehs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-8052048806018797639?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/8052048806018797639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=8052048806018797639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/8052048806018797639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/8052048806018797639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2007/11/lalala.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-6559467307201919816</id><published>2007-10-28T19:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T12:45:09.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;now on a holiday. Lol. nothing to say. i'm helping iris. really nothing to say. sorry iris $:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-6559467307201919816?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/6559467307201919816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=6559467307201919816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/6559467307201919816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/6559467307201919816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2007/10/now-on-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-740215389666671629</id><published>2007-10-24T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T23:07:35.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aiya.. as usual neber post yesturday again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;23oct&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ohhkayy... i skipped skool!!hahax..nt veh funn lohhs..but my mother persuaded me..so kayy lohh. Anywaes i also got doctor appointment..so rest at home lo. got mc de kaes..im &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;unfit for duty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Went out tuu celebrate my bro's bday earlier..cuz if nt go holiday le mahhs. Went tuu eat buffet. Guess wadd..the whole buffet i onli nibble the cooked food..den the rest ish...&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;ICE CREAM&lt;/span&gt;.(: I tried all the flavours available.muhaha..den later i no mood eat le.so like tt lo...waste money.. but haha..i enjoyed.So? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;anywaes nt my bday also wadd.. i already "bought" my bro's bday gift.. a pair of slippers. I onli suggested that i was going tuu buy tt for him..andd den he went tuu bought it himself andd claim the money from me. blehhs..he purposely wann spend sho much..$30.. im broke u noe..hais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Todayy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;yay..todayy ish another day filled wit laughter luhhs. Sho funn. At first the outing tuu the pottery thingy was onli erm.. quite ohhkayy luhhs. my rabbit ish ppl help me de. Den my hands got all dirty..eww luhhs.my nails..sobs. Neber minds..its the same for others too. Luckily mine got back tuu white. Yay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Later go back tuu skool tuu find out tt air riffle bo range le. Sho cancelled. Ish it a blessing in disguise? Maybe..den later for the dunno wadd dance thingy.. some weird weird guy came..den say nt today. Wadeva. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;So went tuu play lo. I wanted tuu play volleyball again..but Chann andd some of the rest wanted bball. But again..they graciously gave way tuu me.XD [&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;selfish me&lt;/span&gt;.] So at first the &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;vballer&lt;/span&gt;s were playing..den dunno how become vballer vs non-vballer..so wadd tuu do again?Tyco playy again lo. hahax. Later some guys came tuu play wit us..deon,adalric,da weii andd nigel. They keep saying "aiya..dont bully them lahhs." den in the end also bully. Ting weii said they spike too hard. quite true at times. Andd its unfair too...cuz tt nigel turn out tuu be a &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;vballer&lt;/span&gt; since pri skool. urgh..kena owned luhhs. Later they go for track den got yr 2 seniors play wit us. See..sho many ppl tuu play wit rite.muhaha. I luff like siao luhhs..when i play. Cuz realli veh farnie mahhs..hahax. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;broke more blood vessels &lt;/span&gt;todayy.ahhhs...pain pain pain.Waa..i think i realli nid a &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;vballer &lt;/span&gt;tuu train me le luhhs. I wann tuu learn it properly sia.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;After everything.. went shopping. Waaa..tiring lehhs..try clothes till tired le.blehhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ohhkayy..finally write finish le..wit the two veh active ppl toking on msn plus some other frens..veh hard tuu complete.no offence horrs..pls pls dunn be angry wit me.im most scared of ppl getting angry wit me.mayb i paranoid luhhs.lawlls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-740215389666671629?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/740215389666671629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=740215389666671629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/740215389666671629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/740215389666671629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2007/10/aiya.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-7563506562419680333</id><published>2007-10-22T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T22:21:41.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hahax&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;neber  post  yesturday...too  lazy  u  see. hahax.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;21 oct&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Went tuu church..cat class quite sian luhhs..nth tuu do.hahax.wun be going for the nxt two weeks..blehhs. going holiday..hahax..sho i convince leah..hu ish in charge of my class..tuu make all the outings after the two weeks. Too badd..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;im selfish&lt;/span&gt;. tuu add more..i told her tuu make the class more boring.sho tt i wunn feel sho badd.muhaha.&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;im evilll&lt;/span&gt;. Den after tt went shopping wit my mother for a while den go home.did nth much again.sho..tt goes my precious sunday andd weekend. hais..shuld hab went out luhhs.but the ppl hu jio me out..nt realli funn..sho i changed my mind.hais..cann like if any of my good frens see dis come jio me out?lawlls.its realli realli boring at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Todayy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;todayy had skipping andd &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hip hop dance&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;skipping ish a pure waste of time luhhs..n the duckkie voice instructer..wahh sehh..cant stand luhhs. luckily she's nt teaching hip hop..if nt arhhz..cant imagine.blehhs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Nxt up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hip hop dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;woots. Damn funn luhhs..mayb tuu some it aint cool or funn.but must participate mahhs..if u stand there say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;.."i cant do i cant do..sho lame lahhs.wadd crap ish dis..waste time." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;obviously nt funn luhhs. Aint it common sense? Lame shit. hahax. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;After tt i was actually supposed tuu play bball wit &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Ting Weii,Jessie &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Shi Xun&lt;/span&gt;. Den i wanted tuu play vball instead..so of cuz they being nice ppl would give in tuu me luhhs.Thank youu!! &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(see how selfish.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;While playing..&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Shanisca, Jia Yan, Yu Zhen andd Elizabeth&lt;/span&gt; came tuu join us.&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4 vs 4&lt;/span&gt;. Andd Shanisca ish a vballer..sho how? tyco playy luhhs. Jia yan was sho farnie making weird noises andd singing weird stuff..making all of us luff &amp;amp; luff..in the end the court of filled wit our nonsense.Den got something happen..sho sha,eli andd yu zhen went off for a while. So me n jia yan vs shi xun,ting weii andd jessie.2 vs 3.hahax. den i hit hit hit the vball..till my hand all red.cuz jia yan was off wit her nonsense screaming andd singing..sho left me tuu hit lo.but of cuz..she got do her speciality spike[must hab sound effect &amp;amp;&amp;amp; wind blow first]..andd some times help me kai qiu[start ball]. After playing vball wit them..i realised tt my hand wasnt red anymore..but there were &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;small small red red spots&lt;/span&gt; on my hands..shanisca den said it was the blood vessels which broke..vball tain tuu like tt de. I hear le of cuz quite freak out luhhs..blood vessels break.lawlls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Tmr going for doctor's appointment at changi hospital..sho would nt be going skool bahhs.of cuz its and excuse also luhhs.appointment cant be sho long de.hahax.XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-7563506562419680333?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7563506562419680333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=7563506562419680333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/7563506562419680333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/7563506562419680333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2007/10/hahax-neber-post-yesturday.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-4183389818884893510</id><published>2007-10-20T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T16:31:28.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alrighttt. i shall stop being sho lazy le.. i shall start post. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; becuase i neber post for 3days i shall make up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;18 oct&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;LA andd chinese results.. hais. screwed as usual lahhs..for LA i failed the compre part. luckily in the end LA still get A for eoys. Chinese..even worst. hahax..but i expected it too lahhs.. i tot i would fail. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; worst ish.. the overall i calculate..i miss A by like one pathetic mark? urgh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;19 oct&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Xperience.. quite sian luhhs. lost quite a few games. the second game was the worst lahhs.. kena blindfolded. tts nt the point.. the point ish tt it hurts. the stopid specs wit rafia string n transparency ish damn painful n i can see through it. nxt up..one handed captains ball. if it was wit my right hand..i would love it. but it wasnt. it was supposed tuu be played wit ur non master hand. 成信勇忠.. wadd crap. den after tt facil ask us wadd we learnt though this game. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i got an answer - 成信勇忠..不重要. den its the wheelchair game!! my first time playing on a wheelchair. sho funn sho funn. but..my pinky got caught in the wheelchair there halfway during the game..andd nw it hurts. blehhs. den got Xplosion. the grp(&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;laura,jessie,ttw,ching yee &amp;amp; me&lt;/span&gt;) hu joined sho farnie luhhs. we wun realli concentrating during the game.hahax.. they came up wit duck dance. sho cool luhhs. hahax. in the end we got third for Xplosion..thx tuu yuan xiang hu was pro at throwing the huge dice. overall quite funn also luhhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;todayy&lt;br /&gt;quite sian..at home do almost nth. urgh..later going out for dinner andd tts all. there goes my precious saturday. hais. blehhs. tts all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-4183389818884893510?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/4183389818884893510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=4183389818884893510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/4183389818884893510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/4183389818884893510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2007/10/alrighttt.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-7776333760463435141</id><published>2007-10-17T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T20:53:12.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Omigosh..i think i just kinda screwed up for eoy?some bahhs.hahax..ohh ya..too lazy tuu post yesturday.shall post nw.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lectra got third for interclass..still ohhkayy luhhs.hahax..got one &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;cina ger ger&lt;/span&gt; siao about &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;soya bean milk&lt;/span&gt;..pour here pour there after tt hand dirty den wipe here wipe there.n she was actually playing on the match?i tot ppl like her would be like..erm..left out?got ppl say she cute?!can puke.somemore say tuu laura wadd..waa..hao re wor..wo yao yi ge shan zi(waa..sho hot wor..i need a fan.ps..not electronic de.)neber mind luhhs..cant blame her..hu ask her tuu &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;cina&lt;/span&gt; tuu even noe &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;air con&lt;/span&gt;.stoopid shit luhhs.hahax.neber minds..lectra played well for interclass lahhs.maybe its me hu screwed up again onli lahhs.im always screwing up things.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;anywaes..after tt match wit 1K wahseh..seriously fun luhhs.. n the reason ish obvious.&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;1K n 1L r both nice n frenly ppl&lt;/span&gt;.hahax..played wit shu jun again..sho funn lahhs.i miss those times when we always trained together during netball trainings..hais..its all over nw.Then after 1K match..we were about tuu gooh home..den got match wit senior netballers hu r yr5?i andd laura join luhhs..obviously..cuz we were long long wanting a match wit them le lohhs.Again got tuu play wit another netballer from shps..li xin.andd i think the team hu played against the seniors mostly ex netballers bahhs.sho fun.but we still lost..8-7. sho close lahhs can..age plays a part ohhkayy..13 playing wit 17..=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now for today..&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Laura ish a silent genius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;seriously lahhs..she's sho sho smart!gosh..everything all sho high high high!maths &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;90plusplusplus&lt;/span&gt;.gosh.shooo smart. unlike me..lawlls..hu screwed up almost everything?hais..hu cares man.lawlls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;screwed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;screwed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;screwed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-7776333760463435141?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7776333760463435141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=7776333760463435141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/7776333760463435141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/7776333760463435141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2007/10/omigosh.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-6564261357528232914</id><published>2007-10-15T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T19:03:06.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;by trying tuu prevent my day tuu be bad..i made it worst.does it make sense?nope.rite..this sucks.wadeva.today was kinda screwed up lahhs.urgh..damn fustrating lahhs.just when i wanted tuu scream n let go my emoness at escape..it was closed.how great ish dat?hahax.great..u noe wadd..nw im tt emo tt i cant even cry!wow.hahax.my blog ish filled wit emo posts.lawlls..neber minds.im always like tt.too bad for me.my luck..hais.screwed screwed screwed.WADEVA.fcuk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-24399720066133087</id><published>2007-10-14T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T17:04:49.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Today was quite boring..other den going tuu church went out tuu shopping.as usual..quarrel wit my mother again..dun understand whyy she just cant gimme a break lahhs.urgh..its just sho fustrating. now im scared bout tuesday..hahax.netball interclass.neber mind luhhs..lectra ish stong..so shuld be able tuu make it bahhs.anywaes..bout the interclass thingy..i gotta apologise tuu some ppl hu aint realli happy bout wadd i did luhhs.sowwies.hope the interclass would bond the class instead of making us further apart lohhs.kkaes..my mother rushing me as usual..AGAIN.lawlls.wadeva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4198749216479539165-24399720066133087?l=imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/feeds/24399720066133087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4198749216479539165&amp;postID=24399720066133087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/24399720066133087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4198749216479539165/posts/default/24399720066133087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjustsocrazy.blogspot.com/2007/10/today-was-quite-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>Iris Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13290290523043516823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4198749216479539165.post-8743079032617020475</id><published>2007-10-13T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T23:16:27.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EOYs r finally over..muhaha..hais..but somehow im just nt happy..nt at all.im just tt emo luhhs..i dun hab any reason for tt..but im waiting for a saviour hu can cheer me up..so far none.lawlls.wadeva..sometimes i just feel tt life ish useless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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