<?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-1401514343145324084</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:07:30.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lil-dango</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-dango.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1401514343145324084/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-dango.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Yumeitto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872816774994198880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aomxa5ZdxSk/SKZZFq5JZzI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Wf0BBQKJI0I/S220/pink+cool+girl.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1401514343145324084.post-5171377975802587231</id><published>2008-10-08T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T05:15:19.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;What a stressful day man &lt;/em&gt;--"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;YESTERDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished our product for the Innovation project ..Oh yea . You might be wondering.. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;INNOVATION PROJECT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Well, to tell you the truth, I don't know why the school had to organise this shit --"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for all I know, they are just delaying our time, can't they jsut give us a break? It's like, right after exams, got this shitty project . &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;KAO . ASSHOLE .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pek chek --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway, our group did it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad thing is ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;TODAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ANDREA DIDN'T BRING HER THUMBDRIVE TODAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, the presentation was bullshit . But please loh . They started late, then, even if we were too soft, they shouldn't cut our time and quickly make us go to the 1-minute speech thingy . &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ASSHOLE . ASSHOLE . ASSHOLE .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They only cut two group's time &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. WHY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;?  ..Because there was not enough time . Bullshit okay . I tell you . I was super pek chek . I shouldn't have came to school today, knowing that I would just embarrass myself . Here's how it went:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our group went up and we started .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The internet thingy couldn't work then delayed our time to present . Cos we needed the video .&lt;br /&gt;2) The stupid projector wasn't working . &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DAMMIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Delayed even &lt;em&gt;more&lt;/em&gt; time . Then, when we presented and our voices were too soft, Mrs Teo kept nagging at my group to talk louder .  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HELLO .  I HAVE STAGE FRIGHT . I DIDN'T ASK TO BECOME A LEADER . SO SORRY IF THIS SCHOOL REQUIRES EVERYONE TO BE A LEADER BECAUSE IT'S JUST NOT ME . WHY DO THEY PUSH TOO HARD WHEN I ALREADY HATE LEADING --"  ASSHOLES .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) During the 1-minute speech, I was so scared, then I got lost for words . The people infront kept liping their lips with answers . &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;EH-HEM . LIKE I UNDERSTAND PLEASE .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I was &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;FREAKING OUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; . I mean, also with the questions that the teacher throw at my group members and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; the part when not only the audience ( people infront ) were "talking" to me, but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SO WERE MY GROUP MEMBERS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Hey! I'm not the only one presentating for you guys! Help me! Why stare at me with answers you give to me, expecting me to say it, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HUH??! I'M NOT YOUR SPOKESMAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't stand it . I really, really wanted to just walk out of the classroom and breakdown . I was already on the &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;VERGE OF TEARS&lt;/span&gt;! What could I do? Where was God? I was afraid .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so .. I blurted out a nonsensical answer . And the teacher "What"-ed me . Then I was even more pressurized . Then I looked at my group members, feeling like telling them - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HELLO . I'VE BEEN DOING ALL THE TALKING HERE . SINCE YOU GUYS CAN COME UP WITH A BETTER ANSWER THAN ME, THEN WHY CAN'T YOU JUST OPEN YOUR LIPS AND VOICE YOUR ANSWER??! IT'S NOT LIKE YOUR LIPS ARE STAPLED TOGETHER! DO SOMETHING!! AND YOU GUYS SAID THAT I DON'T GIVE YOU A CHANCE TO TALK! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind that .. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PUT THE PAST BEHIND ME  (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, later, I went to Andrea's house to play maple . MC . Played 4-5 times . Lost 4-5 times --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, I started to play the piano because the computer kept dc-ing, like .. &lt;em&gt;four times?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later, we all ate Mc Donalds!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ANDREA COULDN'T FIND HER COKE AND THERE WAS AN EXTRA PACK OF FRIES X.X -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amabel and I went upstairs then Amabel pleaded Auntie (Andrea's mum) to send her and I home --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I nothing to do right? Then I sat infront of the piano and started to play . Andrea's dad came home . Then Andrea's mum suddenly popped into Andrea's room and said, "Eh, Uncle said that you play the piano very nice leh", Er.... A few moments later, she popped in the room, this time, with Andrea and her friends inside too . Then, she told Andrea, "Eheh, ask her to teach you lah!" Then it's like .. her.. I down there halfway playing "guan huai .. .." something something . couldn't remember the last two words though ;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, Auntie sent us home . Then I thought of the times I've spent in Andrea's house. &lt;em&gt;Oh!&lt;/em&gt; I forgot to tell you this .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon, when her mother came into Andrea's room, she wore spegatiiiiii stripes and short pants which &lt;em&gt;both&lt;/em&gt; made her look &lt;em&gt;toot&lt;/em&gt; . Then you know what she did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And said, "You say I look toot, then this one how leh??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE PULLED HER SHORTS HIGHER AND HIGHER .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone laugh like siao can xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm .. Oh yea . I forgot that my mum had to do a project with her friends today.. on.. &lt;em&gt;psychology&lt;/em&gt;? Then I forgot that I'm supposed to call her . Because I reached home &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;REALLY &lt;/span&gt;late . To me lah --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached home at 7pm+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was so afraid that my mum would ground me +_+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heng ah, she didn't (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as I'm still typing, her friends are still here; I'm just in my room . Slacking my life away F3F3 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs . I still have not taken my dinner yet so ... better get going before I really get grounded!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LIL' VEE (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1401514343145324084-5171377975802587231?l=lil-dango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-dango.blogspot.com/feeds/5171377975802587231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1401514343145324084&amp;postID=5171377975802587231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1401514343145324084/posts/default/5171377975802587231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1401514343145324084/posts/default/5171377975802587231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-dango.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-stressful-day-man-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Yumeitto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872816774994198880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aomxa5ZdxSk/SKZZFq5JZzI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Wf0BBQKJI0I/S220/pink+cool+girl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1401514343145324084.post-6407756119451725541</id><published>2008-10-02T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T09:07:12.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I KNOW I'M KINDA LATE TO SAY THIS ... BUT ..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXAMS ARE OVER!!! YAY!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I can finally play, compose, play, compose, play ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;YEAH, YOU GET WHAT I MEAN  ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for this &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;VERY MOMENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; to enjoy (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I can (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sian . Today my neighbour, Wei Ting came to my house .&lt;br /&gt;Had lots of fun and playing maple xD&lt;br /&gt;You know, I wanted that new hairstyle called&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"DARLING DIVA"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted it so badly, I tried to buy the coupon .&lt;br /&gt;But before I bought it, I realised that I must first go check if&lt;br /&gt;it's actually VIP &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; REG .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I found out that it was REG .&lt;br /&gt;I was like .. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WTH?!??!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched a video on how a person tried to get that hairstyle .&lt;br /&gt;The person said that she took ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TWENTY-TWO TRIES JUST TO GET THAT DUMB HAIRSTYLE .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ASSHOLE . ASSHOLE . ASSHOLE . ASSHOLE .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As each REG coupon is 5k,&lt;br /&gt;I bought 4 . &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AND WASTED FOUR .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time I tried, I got the weird, plaited hair .&lt;br /&gt;Like romeo, in nickelodeon .&lt;br /&gt;The second time I tried, I got the okay-looking hair with the pink flower on top .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MY SHOULDER SHRUDDED .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third time, was the same as the first .&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, the fourth was the long straight hair .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THAT USED TO BE LAST TIME'S ALL-TIME-FAVOURITE HAIRSTYLE .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so .. I didn't want to waste anymore money .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I ended up with what I have .&lt;br /&gt;If I can manage to get a picture of me,&lt;br /&gt;I'll post it up here &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ASAP .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look extremely cute! x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1401514343145324084-6407756119451725541?l=lil-dango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-dango.blogspot.com/feeds/6407756119451725541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1401514343145324084&amp;postID=6407756119451725541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1401514343145324084/posts/default/6407756119451725541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1401514343145324084/posts/default/6407756119451725541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-dango.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-know-im-kinda-late-to-say-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Yumeitto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00872816774994198880</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Aomxa5ZdxSk/SKZZFq5JZzI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Wf0BBQKJI0I/S220/pink+cool+girl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
