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term='money'/><title type='text'>martini</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>300</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-388205929038228618</id><published>2007-08-18T21:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T00:08:51.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOG DELETED</title><content type='html'>okay, im really bored so i went to see how this blog was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's my new link:&lt;br /&gt;http://turnofthestars.livejournal.com&lt;br /&gt;it's private&lt;br /&gt;and i dont really... believe how i spoke last time which was a few months ago&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i sound annoying&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-388205929038228618?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-4918512284137076905</id><published>2007-08-15T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T23:53:18.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is my final post, and &lt;strike&gt;no I did &lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt; move to lj.&lt;/strike&gt; I DID MOVE TO LJ&lt;br /&gt;The video above is the sec one 200m runners on sports day. I'm in yellow.&lt;br /&gt;Sharon is soooooo lucky. She got the front! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RsLchQ-_xaI/AAAAAAAAAa8/rJ21EpwIthc/s1600-h/running.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RsLchQ-_xaI/AAAAAAAAAa8/rJ21EpwIthc/s200/running.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098880192189810082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RsLcng-_xbI/AAAAAAAAAbE/Q6ykufB-oXE/s1600-h/running+sharon+iffah+me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RsLcng-_xbI/AAAAAAAAAbE/Q6ykufB-oXE/s200/running+sharon+iffah+me.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098880299563992498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Sharon taking the lead followed by Iffa and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright byeeee (: Goodbye martinifortheunderage and nope im not gonna delete this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-4918512284137076905?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/4918512284137076905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=4918512284137076905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/4918512284137076905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/4918512284137076905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-is-my-final-post-and-no-i-did-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RsLchQ-_xaI/AAAAAAAAAa8/rJ21EpwIthc/s72-c/running.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-3096109025007638985</id><published>2007-08-11T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T15:54:17.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;moved.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;martinifortheunderage is no more.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-3096109025007638985?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/3096109025007638985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=3096109025007638985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/3096109025007638985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/3096109025007638985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/08/be-gone.html' title='gone'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-7461388221993890609</id><published>2007-08-07T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T17:44:00.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TEN&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="315" height="262"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VOyqh3UCzNE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VOyqh3UCzNE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="315" height="262"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN GOOD. DAMN GOOD. They sound even better here.&lt;br /&gt;Man I want to learn how to play this song (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports carnival tmr, 200m tomorrow, I STILL HAVE MUSCLE ACHE ):&lt;br /&gt;Please pleaseeee, I only can rest early and pray to God now that i'll do my best(without my aches) tomorrow :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HATE SCHOOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-7461388221993890609?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/7461388221993890609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=7461388221993890609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/7461388221993890609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/7461388221993890609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/08/ten3.html' title='TEN&lt;3'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-6532192246526031752</id><published>2007-08-05T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T22:49:10.797+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trini trini trini'/><title type='text'>301st post!</title><content type='html'>Trini Dictionary&lt;br /&gt;Speaking Trini: Trinbagonians have their own language, one of the most fascinating languages on earth. Trini is not "slang" or a "dialect" or "broken English", those are Eurocentric terms used to put down the languages created by non-Europeans. (Using the same logic and definitions, what is called "English" is really a "dialect" composed of broken Latin, Greek, French, Angle, Saxon and German).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;www.trini.com&lt;br /&gt;http://www.afriqueonline.com/Pages/Trini/Trini20.html&lt;br /&gt;The meaning of the name Trini is Holy Trinity&lt;br /&gt;The origin of the name Trini is Spanish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.trini.tk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG GO GO to this! : http://users.rcn.com/alana.interport/trinital.htm&lt;br /&gt;OMG THERE ARE TRINIS IN THIS WORLD.&lt;br /&gt;AS IN THEY CALL THEMSELVES TRINIS!&lt;br /&gt;I AM A TRINI.&lt;br /&gt;http://users.rcn.com/alana.interport/trinital.htm is a poem, damn good ;)&lt;br /&gt;And of course, not forgetting Trini Lopez and Trini power ranger :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, Trini jungle juice!&lt;br /&gt;http://www.trinijunglejuice.com/junglejuice.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO COOL!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, researching about my name when I'm bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-6532192246526031752?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/6532192246526031752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=6532192246526031752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/6532192246526031752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/6532192246526031752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/08/301st-post.html' title='301st post!'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-3633911256086044600</id><published>2007-08-04T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T16:46:58.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JONAS BROS.</title><content type='html'>Album's coming out in 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;Their new video just premiered on Disney Channel yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;S.O.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really nice. No, it's nothing about American Dragons or whatever, it's about them getting... you just watch :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" style="font-size: 7pt; font-style: italic"&gt;Told you I made dinner plans&lt;br /&gt;For you and me and no one else&lt;br /&gt;That don't include your crazy friends&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm done&lt;br /&gt;With awkward situation's empty conversations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oohh This is an S.O.S.&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna second guess,&lt;br /&gt;This is the bottom line&lt;br /&gt;It's true&lt;br /&gt;I gave my all for you,&lt;br /&gt;now my heart's in two&lt;br /&gt;And I can't find the other half&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm walking on broken glass,&lt;br /&gt;better believe I bled&lt;br /&gt;It's a call I'll never get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is where the story ends&lt;br /&gt;A conversation on IM&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm done&lt;br /&gt;With texting,&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the miscommunication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time I see you&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving you a high five&lt;br /&gt;Cuz hugs are overrated, just FYI&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-3633911256086044600?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/3633911256086044600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=3633911256086044600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/3633911256086044600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/3633911256086044600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/08/jonas-bros.html' title='JONAS BROS.'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-8128642144444752798</id><published>2007-08-02T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T19:42:10.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://www.findfelicia.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;OMG. MISSING PERSON. FOR 2 MONTHS ALREADY.&lt;br /&gt;So sad! zomgzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty bummed out these days, can't wait for the weekend to come.&lt;br /&gt;So many things are coming up, like Sports Carnival, National Day, EXAMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports carnival... Today i ran and i think im as slow as a toad. omg. How if I come out last? omg omg omg.&lt;br /&gt;Exams... Coming real soon. I should start studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training was pretty fun today, we finally played points! And we won by like 10 :D&lt;br /&gt;I hate The Science Teacher. Hate hate hate hate hate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-8128642144444752798?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/8128642144444752798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=8128642144444752798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/8128642144444752798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/8128642144444752798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/08/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-1329333139461470701</id><published>2007-08-01T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T18:32:00.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" size="24"&gt;TO THE PERSON WHO...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found my wallet, didn't steal any money and returned it to the GO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU A LOT. I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you! I know you won't be reading this but thank you for being so honest! :)&lt;br /&gt;Damn lucky ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i'm bored out of my life, I don't understand math or geography, it's dropping a lot, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;Check out this poem! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" style="font-size: 7pt"&gt;If I could pick one boy to marry,&lt;br /&gt;it would be the cutest wizard of all - Harry!&lt;br /&gt;I love his sparkling blue eyes and cute little grin,&lt;br /&gt;and his spiky brown hair and his pointy chin.&lt;br /&gt;I'd cast a spell on his so that he would see,&lt;br /&gt;the only girl in the world for him is - me!&lt;br /&gt;We'd fight the evil wizards and warlock together,&lt;br /&gt;even in a storm or any kind of weather&lt;br /&gt;Harry and I would never be apart&lt;br /&gt;I hope someday he gives me his heart.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" style="font-size: 7pt"&gt;Denise, Delray Beach, FL&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. OMG SO FUNNY. I found it in &lt;strong&gt;M!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JONAS BROTHERS IS SOOOOOOO COOL! I WANT TO WRITE TO THEM! HAHA. Okay, stop. So fangirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Ms Wang wrote a note on the board(as much as i can remember):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Dearest 1/4,&lt;br /&gt;Study hard, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;All the teachers are rooting for you!&lt;br /&gt;1/4, you are the best class ever! (:&lt;br /&gt;Ms Wang"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. I JUST READ A COMIC. So lame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriella(Gabby): It's great to be at the beach. Hopefully seagulls won't poop on us!&lt;br /&gt;Troy: For realz! That's the kind of spray I DON'T want in my hair!&lt;br /&gt;Sharpay: Troy will be mine once Gab gets a case of the farts! (puts the big farts thing in the soda)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Gabby: Oh no! My tummy doesn't feel so well...&lt;br /&gt;Troy: What's that smell...?&lt;br /&gt;Sharpay: Haha! Troy doesn't like Gassy Gabby now!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Gabby: Troy, I'm so embarrassed! I can't believe I keep farting in front of you.&lt;br /&gt;Troy: No worries! I love you, Gabby. I'll just wear nose plugs on our next date.&lt;br /&gt;Sharpay: WHAT? Troy was supposed to fart, er, fall for &lt;em&gt;me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG SO LAME. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna give Amelia something for her birthday! HAHA. So random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[edit] 7th(or 8th?) August is coming so soon. I haven't even started training for 200m. Shit. Shit. Shit. I think all the others run very very very fast. How if i come out last? [/edit]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-1329333139461470701?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/1329333139461470701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=1329333139461470701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/1329333139461470701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/1329333139461470701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/08/to-person-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-216215938004150503</id><published>2007-07-29T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T16:17:16.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RqxGqQ-_xUI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/2eElrF9Lv9o/s1600-h/YAY!!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RqxGqQ-_xUI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/2eElrF9Lv9o/s320/YAY!!.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092522970576831810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RqxNAw-_xWI/AAAAAAAAAag/m7fdKpOVCSo/s1600-h/DSC06074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RqxNAw-_xWI/AAAAAAAAAag/m7fdKpOVCSo/s200/DSC06074.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092529954193655138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5km yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mikey P's voice is the sex okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-216215938004150503?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/216215938004150503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=216215938004150503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/216215938004150503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/216215938004150503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/07/5km-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RqxGqQ-_xUI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/2eElrF9Lv9o/s72-c/YAY!!.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-4364610414980828759</id><published>2007-07-27T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T17:21:42.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omgoodness this band's so fecking good i fell in loveeeee with it when i first heard it : http://www.myspace.com/thecadetsuk click on&lt;strong&gt; FALLING&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;As in the song.&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to find it anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;I want the song.&lt;br /&gt;I want it.&lt;br /&gt;I want it.&lt;br /&gt;I want their CD.&lt;br /&gt;omggggggg.&lt;br /&gt;INDIE IS THE ULTIMATE.&lt;br /&gt;I STILL WANT THE SONG.&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" style="font-size: 7pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had a braindead thought;&lt;br /&gt;What if you were me, and I did not exist.&lt;br /&gt;Would you be distraught, &lt;br /&gt;Or too invisible to feel it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask myself again,&lt;br /&gt;Have you cut a bruise,&lt;br /&gt;Why you crying?&lt;br /&gt;Something that I did,&lt;br /&gt;Or something else the world threw at its beauty kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos we are nothing if not falling,&lt;br /&gt;Asking so much more of nothing,&lt;br /&gt;And if you want to try and hold on to some things,&lt;br /&gt;Good luck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drink from this spilt cup,&lt;br /&gt;And taste a missing mouthful,&lt;br /&gt;I saw you filling up.&lt;br /&gt;An addict through and through,&lt;br /&gt;But you can't blame the stars for failing over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you'll never know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos we are nothing if not falling,&lt;br /&gt;Asking so much more of nothing,&lt;br /&gt;And if you want to try and hold on to some things,&lt;br /&gt;Good luck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FALLING FALLING FALLING. I WANT THE SONGGG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-4364610414980828759?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/4364610414980828759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=4364610414980828759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/4364610414980828759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/4364610414980828759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/07/omgoodness-this-bands-so-fecking-good-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-6967497044710293858</id><published>2007-07-26T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T22:00:43.097+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trini is dying'/><title type='text'>RAINING.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/Rqio2Q-_xTI/AAAAAAAAAaI/y1rJtmpjZD0/s1600-h/203011258_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/Rqio2Q-_xTI/AAAAAAAAAaI/y1rJtmpjZD0/s320/203011258_l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091505028967941426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still cold.&lt;br /&gt;Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold. Freezing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was normal. We had assembly in the festival court though. A bit warm. Anyway, it was homeroom. Then they wanted class tee. Okay lah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then end of day, simpeckchoo released us late. Then so embarrassing, always the last class to assemble there, then tay always scold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for training. Not much, really. We just ran 7 rounds and then we did a bit of physical and then we played. Cuz of the rain. Play play play play play. Funnnnnnnnn :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo.&lt;br /&gt;Im tired. Supposed to study geography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and erm, I don't like __ girls.&lt;br /&gt;I think they're frickin proud and arrogant.&lt;br /&gt;You can do it, so?&lt;br /&gt;I can play tennis and I don't show off.&lt;br /&gt;:l&lt;br /&gt;If anyone knows who im talking about, I'm probably gonna get some spamming.&lt;br /&gt;I promise you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-6967497044710293858?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/6967497044710293858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=6967497044710293858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/6967497044710293858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/6967497044710293858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/07/raining.html' title='RAINING.'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/Rqio2Q-_xTI/AAAAAAAAAaI/y1rJtmpjZD0/s72-c/203011258_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-5750723806944198060</id><published>2007-07-25T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T00:07:02.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>COOL SCAN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RqdwGA-_xSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/SE0rrl_gFlY/s1600-h/COOL.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RqdwGA-_xSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/SE0rrl_gFlY/s400/COOL.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091161152411387170" width="311" height="219" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my P5 blog. There's no entries though.&lt;br /&gt;www.noguts-noglory.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-5750723806944198060?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/5750723806944198060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=5750723806944198060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/5750723806944198060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/5750723806944198060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/07/cool-scan.html' title='COOL SCAN!'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RqdwGA-_xSI/AAAAAAAAAaA/SE0rrl_gFlY/s72-c/COOL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-2591047460083586160</id><published>2007-07-24T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T20:33:31.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO!</title><content type='html'>I am cold.&lt;br /&gt;Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold Cold. Freezing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate tests. I don't understand a single crap about what we're supposed to do about poems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;Exams are so close, it's like tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw you, dad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-2591047460083586160?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/2591047460083586160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=2591047460083586160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/2591047460083586160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/2591047460083586160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello.html' title='HELLO!'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-8872592150391835304</id><published>2007-07-23T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T19:37:30.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPOILER ALERT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hi. If you don't want a spoiler for Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, please do not continue to read.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in school now, so this post'd be quite brief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read finish Deathly Hallows last night, yes, 1am :X&lt;br /&gt;The ending isn't really like what i expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO ONE DIES!!&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;As in the trio.&lt;br /&gt;Fred died. Lupin died. Tonks died. Mad-Eye died. Bellatrix died.&lt;br /&gt;SO MANY DIED.&lt;br /&gt;Harry marries Ginny, have kids named Lily, Albus and James, Ron marries Hermione, &amp; their kids are named Rose and Hugo.&lt;br /&gt;Draco has a son called Scorpius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im serious.&lt;br /&gt;Gtg, byee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] Go read the book. You won't regret. [/edit]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-8872592150391835304?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/8872592150391835304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=8872592150391835304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/8872592150391835304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/8872592150391835304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/07/spoiler-alert.html' title='SPOILER ALERT!'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-384926638290838967</id><published>2007-07-21T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T01:40:37.415+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harry potter suspense killing me'/><title type='text'>DEATHLY HALLOWS</title><content type='html'>"The order will be delivered within 3 days from the launch date of 21st July 2007"&lt;br /&gt;OMFG ARE YOU KIDDING ME? OMFG OMFG OMFG OMFG OMFG ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE COME TODAY, IM DYING FROM THE SUSPENSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEEEEEL MEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WANT TO READ IT RIGHT NOW.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EDIT] Harry Potter came after all :D&lt;br /&gt;It came at 2-ish?&lt;br /&gt;And erm. 59758927575825 died already.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who out of the 3 died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At first my sister told me Ron, but Aud(loveeeeee) said she read off the internet somewhere &amp; it was not him who died...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DONT KNOW! I WANT TO FINISH THE BOOK, soooooooooooooo annoying.&lt;br /&gt;Looks like im not gonna sleep tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Roonil Wazlibbbbb &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Ron's, Harry's and Hermione's adventure to track down hocruxes, they quarrel a lot... and Ron even disapparated back to the burrow without them. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;Who will die man, who will die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And. I think I'll have nightmares tonight. The book is like a horror movie.&lt;br /&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-384926638290838967?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/384926638290838967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=384926638290838967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/384926638290838967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/384926638290838967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/07/deathly-hallows.html' title='DEATHLY HALLOWS'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-1558949769826844463</id><published>2007-07-18T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T23:32:51.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HALF-BLOOD PRINCE</title><content type='html'>I've been reading Half-Blood Prince again ever since Justina returned me the book.&lt;br /&gt;HBP is definitely the best book! :D&lt;br /&gt;Hermione Ron and Harry quarrel over like almost every single thing in the book, and it's frickin funny. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was very... a bit weird today.&lt;br /&gt;First we had Geog standard test. Mr. Soh told us that we didn't need to study Volcanoes and so i didnt. IT CAME OUT. 9 marks. WOW. 9 marks is like. Almost half of the paper.&lt;br /&gt;Then right after Geog test we had another History test. It was better than Geog I think. Except i couldn't really remember some things...&lt;br /&gt;PE, we didn't sweat at all :D Instead we were sitting down for the whole period discussing the sports carnival thing, and im running 200m. Speaking of running. My ankles hurt. Like muscle ache like that.&lt;br /&gt;After recess was life arts. Joseph didn't come yet again. So we had free period. Like 1 hr. We played musical chairs and all sorts of rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;After having fun for 1hr, we had a MATH TEST. It was quite ok i guess... except i needed more time to check my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Science. I've never liked science. I hate science. I'll never be a scientist when i grow up. I hate sceince, although it's all around us. It is the worst shitty subject with all the shitty perople teaching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" style="font-size: 7pt" color="#DA8298"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey juliet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-1558949769826844463?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/1558949769826844463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=1558949769826844463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/1558949769826844463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/1558949769826844463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/07/half-blood-prince.html' title='HALF-BLOOD PRINCE'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-2554836699408312773</id><published>2007-07-16T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T22:51:02.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chisholm college</title><content type='html'>CHISHOLM COLLEGE! HAHA :)&lt;br /&gt;Sec 1 band's gonna be screwed, cuz i came ._.&lt;br /&gt;A bit retarded right.&lt;br /&gt;The fat blob recognised me, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. Who cares. She's just gonna get even more people hating her...&lt;br /&gt;Music was very impressive! woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't get to take a picture with &lt;em&gt;hot long haired guy&lt;/em&gt; ):&lt;br /&gt;But who cares. I got a picture with Jason! HAHA, yes, with Amanda(Jason 2) and Jason jason. We were laughing in this shot, cuz actually it was just me and Jason jason but Jason 2 came running to me and said "I ALSO WANT! I ALSO WANT!" ): SPOIL MY SHOT! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/Rp96PirgiyI/AAAAAAAAAZo/ixt8eZzRZwY/s1600-h/DSC05607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/Rp96PirgiyI/AAAAAAAAAZo/ixt8eZzRZwY/s200/DSC05607.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088920511377869602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheeeeeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-2554836699408312773?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/2554836699408312773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=2554836699408312773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/2554836699408312773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/2554836699408312773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/07/chisholm-college.html' title='chisholm college'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/Rp96PirgiyI/AAAAAAAAAZo/ixt8eZzRZwY/s72-c/DSC05607.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-6193441802593355184</id><published>2007-07-15T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T01:46:05.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>collide</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" style="font-size: 7pt" color="#DA8298"&gt;The dawn is breaking&lt;br /&gt;A light shining through&lt;br /&gt;You're barely waking&lt;br /&gt;And I'm tangled up in you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm open, you're closed&lt;br /&gt;Where I follow, you'll go&lt;br /&gt;I worry I won't see your face&lt;br /&gt;Light up again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the best fall down sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Even the wrong words seem to rhyme&lt;br /&gt;Out of the doubt that fills my mind&lt;br /&gt;I somehow find&lt;br /&gt;You and I collide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quiet you know&lt;br /&gt;You make a frist impression&lt;br /&gt;I've found I'm scared to know I'm always on your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the best fall down sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Even the stars refuse to shine&lt;br /&gt;Out of the back you fall in time&lt;br /&gt;I somehow find&lt;br /&gt;You and I collide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the best fall down sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Even the wrong words seem to ryhme&lt;br /&gt;Out of the doubt that fills your mind&lt;br /&gt;You finally find&lt;br /&gt;You and I collide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You finally find&lt;br /&gt;You and I collide&lt;br /&gt;You finally find&lt;br /&gt;You and I collide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is like the oldest thing ever. But it's still good. :]&lt;br /&gt;Went to catch OotP again with mom today (or you can say yesterday) and. she fell asleep. Stupid pig. Haha. The dueling part is just too short.&lt;br /&gt;BUT WHO CARES? Harry potter still rocks, it's probably just David Yates anyway :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. im going to SAJC with rachel and nicole tomorrow. ahha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RpkH5CrgiwI/AAAAAAAAAZY/P7fhxvoItcU/s1600-h/Harry-Potter-and-the-Prisonpromo10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RpkH5CrgiwI/AAAAAAAAAZY/P7fhxvoItcU/s320/Harry-Potter-and-the-Prisonpromo10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087105930644982530" width="306" height="197" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#DA8298" face="Georgia" style="font-size: 7pt"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when you look me in the eyes...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-6193441802593355184?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/6193441802593355184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=6193441802593355184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/6193441802593355184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/6193441802593355184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/07/collide.html' title='collide'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RpkH5CrgiwI/AAAAAAAAAZY/P7fhxvoItcU/s72-c/Harry-Potter-and-the-Prisonpromo10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-550342578810435809</id><published>2007-07-13T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T18:29:56.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday the 13th</title><content type='html'>Today was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;Horrible.&lt;br /&gt;Horrible.&lt;br /&gt;Horrible.&lt;br /&gt;Horrible.&lt;br /&gt;Horrible.&lt;br /&gt;Horrible.&lt;br /&gt;Horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having a throbbing headache the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;I got pissed off at every single person possible.&lt;br /&gt;I thought a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I think Mrs Tay is annoying.&lt;br /&gt;We saw Ms Wang in the hall, hoping she would take us for PE, unfortunately not.&lt;br /&gt;Our History project is so screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was just thinking about it all today. And I wonder why so many people are not responsible for their actions. It's like i have to be responsible for everything they do. And it's not fair for me. Why people just shove the responsibility to me all the time.&lt;br /&gt;If you're the one causing the distruption, i think you should be responsible for it. Not me. You're asking me now to wreck my brains about what to do, and seriously, it's none of my business and i can just leave you alone or go ahead and do the history project and you know what will happen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday the 13th sucked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-550342578810435809?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/550342578810435809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=550342578810435809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/550342578810435809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/550342578810435809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/07/friday-13th.html' title='Friday the 13th'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-2326817686898688756</id><published>2007-07-12T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T16:47:52.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bor-rring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RpYgPyrgiuI/AAAAAAAAAZI/6NxFKB4UYrM/s1600-h/COOL+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RpYgPyrgiuI/AAAAAAAAAZI/6NxFKB4UYrM/s200/COOL+092.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086288284835941090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning all the people who failed their 2.4 and those who didn't take it had to re-run. Apprarently, they saw Ms Wang. Hahaha. I didn't see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was soooooooo boring today. I finally thought of an ending for my story! Hahaha. But i'm gonna take forever to complete it, lazy piggggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watched OotP (Harry Potter)&lt;/strong&gt; with Justina. Sneak preview! Wohoo. It was yesterday. I think the movie was okay lah. But the book was the spoiler. I think it would be better if i didn't read the book. But I did. So yah. Haha. I think the movie is good la. But at first i thought it was nice. Then i didnt. Then it was okay. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna watch again with mumsie on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Ron is much better looking than Harry. ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-2326817686898688756?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/2326817686898688756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=2326817686898688756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/2326817686898688756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/2326817686898688756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/07/bor-rring.html' title='bor-rring'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RpYgPyrgiuI/AAAAAAAAAZI/6NxFKB4UYrM/s72-c/COOL+092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-2575075578412642281</id><published>2007-07-10T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T20:52:38.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AUS COLLEGE BAND</title><content type='html'>They came to our school to perform. It was damn cool. Their instruments were gold in colour. It was super shiny. Looked new. Performance was awesome. Crowd (HAHA) was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Martens is the cooolest! Hahahah. She was "conducting" then in the end she ended up like... haha! very funny la. There were a few sec 1s who watched only. I think less than 10.&lt;br /&gt;WE WANT TO WATCH THE CLARKE QUAY SHOW! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harry potter tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-2575075578412642281?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/2575075578412642281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=2575075578412642281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/2575075578412642281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/2575075578412642281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/07/aus-college-band.html' title='AUS COLLEGE BAND'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-6815395937263905998</id><published>2007-07-07T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T01:26:52.737+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HARRY POTTER IS THE COOL'/><title type='text'>HAPPY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/Ro-F06NpCUI/AAAAAAAAAYo/S4BQsCfaetI/s1600-h/75020967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/Ro-F06NpCUI/AAAAAAAAAYo/S4BQsCfaetI/s400/75020967.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084429648350742850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! I AM HAPPY. I AM GOING TO CATCH OOTP ON WEDNESDAY! YES, COMING WEDNESDAY!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;Emma is soooo pretty. And she has nice legssss.&lt;br /&gt;TRINISHAPPY! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-6815395937263905998?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/6815395937263905998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=6815395937263905998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/6815395937263905998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/6815395937263905998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy.html' title='HAPPY!'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/Ro-F06NpCUI/AAAAAAAAAYo/S4BQsCfaetI/s72-c/75020967.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-4434654645517654323</id><published>2007-07-07T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T23:44:34.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://cache.liveearth.org/live/supporter.swf" quality="high" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="180" height="180" name="supporter" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only seen 3 people wearing green today! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[EDIT] IT'S 11.44PM NOW, AND IM WATCHING LIVE EARTH ON MSN! IT'S DAMN GOOD, I TELL YOU. I WANT TO BE IN UK RIGHT NOW ): [/EDIT]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-4434654645517654323?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/4434654645517654323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=4434654645517654323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/4434654645517654323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/4434654645517654323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/07/ive-only-seen-3-people-wearing-green.html' title=''/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-8767169500857862626</id><published>2007-07-06T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T16:14:52.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GREEN DAY :D</title><content type='html'>Presenting... the retards. Alicia was digging Amanda's shrek ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/Ro3whKNpCPI/AAAAAAAAAYA/jFJdiDcibj8/s1600-h/DSC05122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/Ro3whKNpCPI/AAAAAAAAAYA/jFJdiDcibj8/s200/DSC05122.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083984006839077106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My partner :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/Ro3w9KNpCQI/AAAAAAAAAYI/pPdhLeNmpjU/s1600-h/DSC05124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/Ro3w9KNpCQI/AAAAAAAAAYI/pPdhLeNmpjU/s200/DSC05124.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083984487875414274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/Ro3xG6NpCRI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/zzG2rIAZJaA/s1600-h/DSC0512789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/Ro3xG6NpCRI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/zzG2rIAZJaA/s200/DSC0512789.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083984655379138834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NERD IS THE NEW COOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/Ro357aNpCSI/AAAAAAAAAYY/b79rECedmu8/s1600-h/DSC05157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/Ro357aNpCSI/AAAAAAAAAYY/b79rECedmu8/s200/DSC05157.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083994353415293218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was feeling really giddy today, and apparently, it was sugar rush ._. Then debs gave me her coke gummy sweet, and i guess i felt a little better. Thanks debs (: I escaped from running 4 rounds. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite fun la. A bit hyper though.&lt;br /&gt;Had roobarella for english project, ): SALINA SABO US!! &lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot. Whatever Amanda was saying, rooba kept asking her to shut up. And amanda was giving ideas some more. rooba just sat there like some frickin statue, and she still dares to tell people to shut up. I, of course, scolded her :D She didnt reply. I think she's scared of me ._.&lt;br /&gt;So all rooba shithole did was copy. And the rest of the project... amanda debs and i are gonna finish it up tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Went to GO today with Amanda to take a class list, saw Ms Martens and Ms Loh there. Haha. Ms Martens so nice :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-8767169500857862626?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/8767169500857862626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=8767169500857862626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/8767169500857862626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/8767169500857862626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/07/green-day.html' title='GREEN DAY :D'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/Ro3whKNpCPI/AAAAAAAAAYA/jFJdiDcibj8/s72-c/DSC05122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-876794433228952194</id><published>2007-07-05T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T21:51:20.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey hey you you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RozzjKNpCNI/AAAAAAAAAXw/IPTHo1Fk0kc/s1600-h/me+jus+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RozzjKNpCNI/AAAAAAAAAXw/IPTHo1Fk0kc/s200/me+jus+3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083705864756988114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RozzaaNpCMI/AAAAAAAAAXo/vU1HYGuMJnk/s1600-h/me+jus+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RozzaaNpCMI/AAAAAAAAAXo/vU1HYGuMJnk/s200/me+jus+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083705714433132738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY HEY YOU YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't posted in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;Wooh. Green day tomorrow, so exciting :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is damn boring la.&lt;br /&gt;Had sound check today, again, then i was too nervous. So i screwed up. Wow. My name is highlighted. I think that is meant for people who can't sing at all. Well. Be positive (: Must listen to Ms Chua. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Accident prone today, some stupid girl had to sit with two benches, so i walked walked walked, banged into the bench, then my leg... ): the bench completely went into my skin, the shin there. Damn painful. Can see the "white white part" "flesh lah" haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then whole leg pain ): Couldn't train. Seemed fun today though. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Painting. I still havent done it. Shit. Graded some more. I have ugly colours. ):&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Amanda, Debs and me signed up for this VJC Science carnival. Haha. It's free. And the rest of the people going all nerdy nerdy one... ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" style="font-size: 7pt"&gt;it just doesn't seem the way it is... :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-876794433228952194?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/876794433228952194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=876794433228952194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/876794433228952194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/876794433228952194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/07/hey-hey-you-you.html' title='hey hey you you'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RozzjKNpCNI/AAAAAAAAAXw/IPTHo1Fk0kc/s72-c/me+jus+3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-420480304241155264</id><published>2007-07-01T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T23:55:39.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At least...</title><content type='html'>At least people know i don't bail out on them... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two days and I’ve not slept a wink &lt;br /&gt;with these thoughts that I’ve been thinking.&lt;br /&gt;This is the mark I aim to miss. (again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You toss and turn, I lie awake,&lt;br /&gt;who knows what I’ve been drinking.&lt;br /&gt;another cheap, meaningless kiss. (to give)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the beginning,&lt;br /&gt;dulled down and lost with all its charm.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna wake up, wake up in someone’s…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six days and I can see the same&lt;br /&gt;brown eyes in this reflection.&lt;br /&gt;Is this the man you say I’ll be? (become)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than words you keep to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Like a curse that fares thee well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One man came, one truth to tell.&lt;br /&gt;All this blame, hammers your way to hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got a feeling it’s not the safest place to start.&lt;br /&gt;This heavy breathing, it seems, we’re better off breaking hearts.&lt;br /&gt;From the beginning, dulled down and lost with all its charm.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna wake up, wake up in someone’s…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna wake up.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna wake up in someone else’s arms.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BEST SONG EVER. For the moment :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-420480304241155264?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/420480304241155264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=420480304241155264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/420480304241155264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/420480304241155264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/07/at-least.html' title='At least...'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-6199838129183755222</id><published>2007-06-30T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T02:29:16.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mmm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RoVMAqNpCLI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Bxi0801QqgA/s1600-h/STRUMMER!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RoVMAqNpCLI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Bxi0801QqgA/s200/STRUMMER!.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081551328772688050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies. Not during Science.&lt;br /&gt;I STILL MISS THE HOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got played out by Jus yet again, so now I'm gonna be free/bored/lonely on youth day. What a happy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we took height&amp;weight. I grew taller only like 0. something cm and grew fatter by 297389341358738571035 kg. I used to be 42 kg lor. Add that up... you'll get 297389341358738571077 kg. Oh my!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a "straw party" in class today. Amanda Alicia and I were using it as Harry Potter wands and "Win-gar-dium Levi-osa" was everywhere. Haha. So amusing. Cuz Mdm sim was late for 1 period.&lt;br /&gt;Played DICE GAME with Amanda D. I BEAT HER BY 12! HAHA. Hers was like one straight row 0 0 0 0 0 0 0. DAMN FUNNY. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO STUDY FOR HISTORY! :D THE TOP 10 WHO IMPROVED THE MOST SINCE MIDS WILL GET TO GO TO SCIENCE CENTRE. ALICIA AND AMANDA EY YOU STUDY HARD TOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a fan war in the morning... and we won. But the fan didn't work so it's back to where it was... and I think it's working again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMO EMU =) HAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-6199838129183755222?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/6199838129183755222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=6199838129183755222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/6199838129183755222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/6199838129183755222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/06/mmm.html' title='mmm.'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RoVMAqNpCLI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Bxi0801QqgA/s72-c/STRUMMER!.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-2362616158340751597</id><published>2007-06-27T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T19:28:52.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chinese</title><content type='html'>chinese is cool shit and bo li lao shi is cooler hahaha chinese is damn drama and it's kinda like a chinese-english lesson heehee we teach him english and he teaches us chinese. GO ALICIA! haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-2362616158340751597?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/2362616158340751597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=2362616158340751597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/2362616158340751597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/2362616158340751597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/06/chinese.html' title='chinese'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-3512747590481539576</id><published>2007-06-26T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T22:28:55.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd day</title><content type='html'>Kinda fun. I love English a lot. :D&lt;br /&gt;SCIENCE LESSON IS SERIOUSLY DEAD BORING.&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Sim is like over there crap talking. she starts the lesson off about some culture shit and then a like half a page of science then she starts talking about some JC she taught before. and seriously lah. everybody's head is down, including mine. dozing off. okay but i didn't sleep. don't dare to lah. maaaaaan, i wonder how my science can go up. hiyooooo. nevermind. self study.&lt;br /&gt;english was damn fun! we played some newspaper game. screaming here and there 9: our group had Me, Amanda, Debs, Alicia, Amelia, Maybelline, Joycelyn and Sipei(the two extras...)&lt;br /&gt;and we named ourselves peanut butter! HAHA amusing shit.&lt;br /&gt;then... &lt;strong&gt;we won&lt;/strong&gt;. HAHA. eat peanut butter. from today onwards i swear peanut butter's brain food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For R.E., we played again. HAHA. good life manzzzzxzx. some quiz on St. Anthony, since we're having the mass this friday. This time we had Me, Amelia, Juliana, Maybelline, Li Qin... I think that's all. (Non-catholics only)&lt;br /&gt;We named ourselves SKIPPY! hahaha. the brand of peanut butter.&lt;br /&gt;but we &lt;strong&gt;didn't win,&lt;/strong&gt; ): close though! got 2nd. NEVERMIND. now we know that grape jam is not brain food... heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science, well yeah, dead boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUSIC was quite fun. we had some intro thing again. then the new music teacher (the old zhang lao shi) came and she said "I heard 1/4 is a very pleasent class!" HAHAHA. THEN WE ALL STARTED LAUGHING. LOL wth. we have complaints all the time ):&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so i don't thing her impression of us is &lt;em&gt;thaaaaat&lt;/em&gt; high, but she thinks we're a very bubbly class. (which anyone would agree the first time they see us)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last period was Math. Ratio. I THINK I LIKE MATH. that's the only lesson i start rocking my chair to keep me awake. haha. and i do! hmmm. i think Mrs Tay's going veeerrrrrrrry slowly. DON'T UNDERESTIMATE US LAH. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm blogging with too much detail. hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-3512747590481539576?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/3512747590481539576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=3512747590481539576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/3512747590481539576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/3512747590481539576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/06/2nd-day.html' title='2nd day'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-4781709311948414906</id><published>2007-06-25T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T22:32:58.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emo again lah</title><content type='html'>i need true friends.&lt;br /&gt;not those that can just turn their back on you when they want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to have a clique.&lt;br /&gt;I want a best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-4781709311948414906?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/4781709311948414906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=4781709311948414906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/4781709311948414906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/4781709311948414906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/06/emo-again-lah.html' title='emo again lah'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-1212944666318373877</id><published>2007-06-25T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T22:27:05.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>I need to curse a bit.&lt;br /&gt;Jamie just did what I &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; love people doing on me.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what becomes of you in Sec 3.&lt;br /&gt;That time, you won't regret.&lt;br /&gt;Wait till you grow older.&lt;br /&gt;It's not really that hard to show people that you appreciate them.&lt;br /&gt;Why not, "Thanks, anyway." ? Have you ever thought about that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO, CUZ YOU TAKE PEOPLE FOR GRANTED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piss off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-1212944666318373877?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/1212944666318373877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=1212944666318373877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/1212944666318373877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/1212944666318373877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-465263296303827968</id><published>2007-06-25T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T20:32:57.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 6pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words are a lovely try&lt;br /&gt;For something more &lt;br /&gt;And I wanna give to you&lt;br /&gt;Give to you... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than a love song can give&lt;br /&gt;More than a feeling like this&lt;br /&gt;More than a dim light upon the path you walk &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than the words can explain&lt;br /&gt;More than the falling rain&lt;br /&gt;More than the sun shines upon your lovely face&lt;br /&gt;It's more than a love song &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Augustana :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Sylfaen"&gt;FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucked.&lt;br /&gt;What a day to start the semester, i came to school with a frickin stomach cramp. IT HURT LIKE SHIT. Seriously. Never before ): But the almighty national anthem helped! Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Tay very... :\&lt;br /&gt;I told her i could concentrate better if i sat in front, then she said "Nevermind, let's give it a try." HIYO. You want me to be noisy to prove to you ah!&lt;br /&gt;Then, Dance, watched Phantom of the Opera. Okaaaaaaay la, a bit scary. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;Science... new teacher. MDM SIM. The one that helped me during sports camp. Boring lah :(&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE. HAHA! MRS VEGETABLE IS GONE, GONEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;YIPEE.&lt;br /&gt;Now we have "Paul Lee" (Bo Li Lao Shi)... not making fun. That's what he called himself.&lt;br /&gt;Guess how old he is? 57 years older than me. HAHAHHA. HAHAHAHA. AND HE HASNT RETIRED LAH. But really, he's quite nice. &lt;span style="font-size: 6pt"&gt;Except he smells like my grandad. &lt;/span&gt; 9:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Chooooooooooooo, Ms Chuaaaaaaaaaa, we need you back.&lt;br /&gt;whines.&lt;br /&gt;MRS TAY'S QUITE NICE SOMETIMES THOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LONG YEAR MAN, IT'S GONNA BE A LONG YEAR. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like Tennis. I don't like anybody from Tennis (Except... you should know. (: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Maaaan, I really want the class photos. UPLOAD LAHHHHHhhhzzzzzz.]&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing to do. Everybody's not online cuz they haven't finished their homework. OH SHIT. SIGN REPORT BOOK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-465263296303827968?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/465263296303827968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=465263296303827968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/465263296303827968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/465263296303827968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/06/words-are-lovely-try-for-something-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-6840370297905840198</id><published>2007-06-24T16:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T16:44:58.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teh tehhhhhh</title><content type='html'>School's gonna start in 15 hours.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna see teh teh in 15 hours.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna see Chia in 17 hours.&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW IS GOING TO BE A BAD DAY ):&lt;br /&gt;School sucks... now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE YEAR IS FLYING BY.&lt;br /&gt;THE HOLIDAYS &lt;strike&gt;ARE FLYING BY&lt;/strike&gt; HAVE FLOWN BY EVEN FASTER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-6840370297905840198?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/6840370297905840198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=6840370297905840198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/6840370297905840198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/6840370297905840198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/06/teh-tehhhhhh.html' title='Teh tehhhhhh'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-2794746706586928358</id><published>2007-06-23T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T19:09:11.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHANGED</title><content type='html'>Blogskin, Blogsong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got tired of both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maaan, I smell very nice chicken :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-2794746706586928358?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/2794746706586928358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=2794746706586928358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/2794746706586928358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/2794746706586928358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/06/changed.html' title='CHANGED'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-3208514381329847343</id><published>2007-06-23T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T16:43:26.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PISSED.</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;MP3's taken away.&lt;br /&gt;My sister's mp3's spoiled, so now mine is her's.&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW I DON'T HAVE A MP3.&lt;br /&gt;Songs inside there, all deleted.&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GROUNDED.&lt;br /&gt;Why? Mom felt like it.&lt;br /&gt;RFW, mom suddenly changed her mind.&lt;br /&gt;"Enough. You want to start again is it? Last year you went so many times."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haa, like 3?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-3208514381329847343?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/3208514381329847343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=3208514381329847343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/3208514381329847343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/3208514381329847343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/06/pissed.html' title='PISSED.'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-2115324185198104132</id><published>2007-06-21T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T22:29:53.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AWESOME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you(:&lt;br /&gt;Maaaaaaaaan, ily guys (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-2115324185198104132?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/2115324185198104132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=2115324185198104132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/2115324185198104132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/2115324185198104132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/06/today-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-103858006409782864</id><published>2007-06-19T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T17:54:12.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW</title><content type='html'>Today i woke up. and then i looked at the time: 10.37am&lt;br /&gt;then i closed my eyes, then when i opened them it was 12pm :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i was supposed to spend that 2 hours doing homework! maaaaaaan.&lt;br /&gt;Justina cancelled on abby and me. uhhhhh. so anyway we're going parkway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE TIME SLOTS FOR OCEAN DAY IS AWESOME! 5PM MAAAAAAAAAAAN!&lt;br /&gt;But I ask so many people they ah. Either watch already/never pick up phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-103858006409782864?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/103858006409782864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=103858006409782864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/103858006409782864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/103858006409782864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/06/wow.html' title='WOW'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-37464607838396976</id><published>2007-06-16T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T17:54:42.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BREAK!</title><content type='html'>I am on a verrrrrryyyyyy long break (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should go back, really. I have like 40 over questions.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I DONT WANT! CUZ MATH SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have English left too. SUMMARY. I hate summaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah okay.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going off now (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-37464607838396976?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/37464607838396976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=37464607838396976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/37464607838396976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/37464607838396976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/06/break.html' title='BREAK!'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-1092452641704399586</id><published>2007-06-10T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T15:28:04.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOH!</title><content type='html'>Finally! I could sleep in peace today. I woke up at 11 plus then everybody was gone. Haha. Except my sister. Then she went out. So now I'm home alone. Starving. I don't wanna eat cereal, haha, I just ate that last night. Hmmm. Ok I'll go see what I can eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL LIKE SWIMMING. Except I can't. Cuz there's no one at home. AAAAHHHHHH IM HUNGRY!&lt;br /&gt;Haha nevermind, I'm just gonna get cereal. :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have enough cereal to last a lifetime, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: OHMYGOSH. I just realised my mum sent my maid back to Indonesia. OH NO. Ok I'm gonna be hungry like that every day. Hmmm. Ok let me go do my bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-1092452641704399586?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/1092452641704399586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=1092452641704399586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/1092452641704399586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/1092452641704399586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/06/wooh.html' title='WOOH!'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-3674970115985345071</id><published>2007-06-09T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T18:42:50.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zoo day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t55/rogers33_2007/thelizabethtown.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Zoo day with Colleen's this monday. Hmmm. I haven't decided what to wear.&lt;/strike&gt; Colleen just found out she has choir on zoo day. Haha. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;There's no training the whole of next week, cuz apparently coach's out of sg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby's at some Adam Khoo camp now, haha. She paid like $6484823487 for it. Lol. I hope she's having fun (:&lt;br /&gt;Aaah, I wanna go out. I wanna watch Shrek 3. (: Who wants to Shrek 3 with me? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-3674970115985345071?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/3674970115985345071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=3674970115985345071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/3674970115985345071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/3674970115985345071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/06/zoo-day.html' title='zoo day!'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-2621614808078039161</id><published>2007-06-07T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T21:26:56.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1. LUCKY 2. UNLUCKY</title><content type='html'>2 parts to today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LUCKY AND UNLUCKY.&lt;/strong&gt; Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Shan't explain too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training was damn looooooong. But we lasted. Haha :D&lt;br /&gt;After trng we camwhored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RmgAAkfC6vI/AAAAAAAAAUY/9VKi-7X02Hg/s1600-h/COOL+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RmgAAkfC6vI/AAAAAAAAAUY/9VKi-7X02Hg/s200/COOL+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073304990026754802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RmgAZEfC6wI/AAAAAAAAAUg/hZykRwr3ug4/s1600-h/COOL+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RmgAZEfC6wI/AAAAAAAAAUg/hZykRwr3ug4/s200/COOL+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073305410933549826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RmgAz0fC6xI/AAAAAAAAAUo/pi6BSk4H16Q/s1600-h/COOL+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RmgAz0fC6xI/AAAAAAAAAUo/pi6BSk4H16Q/s200/COOL+017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073305870495050514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RmgBEEfC6yI/AAAAAAAAAUw/QoQ23MawWiU/s1600-h/COOL+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RmgBEEfC6yI/AAAAAAAAAUw/QoQ23MawWiU/s200/COOL+018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073306149667924770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volley :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RmgBTEfC6zI/AAAAAAAAAU4/1VARnTyln0M/s1600-h/COOL+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RmgBTEfC6zI/AAAAAAAAAU4/1VARnTyln0M/s200/COOL+022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073306407365962546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jodie - best sec. 1 player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[YES IM JEALOUS TOO.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RmgBrEfC60I/AAAAAAAAAVA/Zt3Gng4coIw/s1600-h/COOL+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RmgBrEfC60I/AAAAAAAAAVA/Zt3Gng4coIw/s200/COOL+027.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073306819682822978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RmgCEEfC61I/AAAAAAAAAVI/0yCnSbdzVz0/s1600-h/COOL+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RmgCEEfC61I/AAAAAAAAAVI/0yCnSbdzVz0/s200/COOL+046.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073307249179552594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RmgCT0fC62I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/fxNPoVAScvU/s1600-h/COOL+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RmgCT0fC62I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/fxNPoVAScvU/s200/COOL+053.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073307519762492258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RmgCqEfC63I/AAAAAAAAAVY/c5Iothzgvbo/s1600-h/COOL+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RmgCqEfC63I/AAAAAAAAAVY/c5Iothzgvbo/s200/COOL+057.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073307902014581618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW I AM SO RAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RmgDqEfC65I/AAAAAAAAAVo/dajYkBu0MRM/s1600-h/COOL+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RmgDqEfC65I/AAAAAAAAAVo/dajYkBu0MRM/s200/COOL+058.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073309001526209426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RmgD8UfC66I/AAAAAAAAAVw/qGnE-97OK6w/s1600-h/COOL+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RmgD8UfC66I/AAAAAAAAAVw/qGnE-97OK6w/s200/COOL+063.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073309315058822050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was supposed to be candid! But my reaction &lt;strike&gt;was&lt;/strike&gt; IS fast (: EH! For our sports camp we played splat and i won twice okay! Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RmgEkUfC67I/AAAAAAAAAV4/-JeJo68jQxw/s1600-h/COOL+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RmgEkUfC67I/AAAAAAAAAV4/-JeJo68jQxw/s200/COOL+069.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073310002253589426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBY HAS AN AFFAIR WITH HIM. ZOMG. LOOK AT THE HANDS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RmgFdkfC68I/AAAAAAAAAWA/dwv8uzbdz8Q/s1600-h/COOL+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RmgFdkfC68I/AAAAAAAAAWA/dwv8uzbdz8Q/s200/COOL+079.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073310985801100226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARIA SHARAPOVA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I think that's enough pictures to explain. haha. I met Daddy coincidentally. And I wanted to buy Troy which was NC16! So I asked him to buy for me! Haha. Save my money :) And and and I bought Elizabethtown too! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then me and abby took the wrong bus while going home. Which led us all the way to town, so we had to take MRT back. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok here's the unlucky part:&lt;br /&gt;I NEARLY LOST MY WALLET while leaving the bus. I left it upstairs. So i ran all the way up and luckily it was still there. Then we had to walk all the way to parkway from somewhere far far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Camera: Let me spoil Trini's day by screwing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-2621614808078039161?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/2621614808078039161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=2621614808078039161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/2621614808078039161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/2621614808078039161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/06/1-lucky-2-unlucky.html' title='1. LUCKY 2. UNLUCKY'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RmgAAkfC6vI/AAAAAAAAAUY/9VKi-7X02Hg/s72-c/COOL+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-2463924911012219406</id><published>2007-06-06T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T20:45:24.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tennis</title><content type='html'>Tennis tomorrow! Haha yeah. It's for sec ones only. Hmmmm. Then after that abby and i are going to parkway after trng. We're supposed to go catch shrek 3, but there's something wrong with the cinemas online. Haha. So we're going to parkway! Love that place. There's everything I want there. And and and did you see the basement? Woooh so cool can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally done with the blogskin! How is it? Haha. I like it. ~~~ Except I think &lt;em&gt;jeremy sumpter&lt;/em&gt; kinds of. makes the blog look weird. Ahah nevermind, it's gonna be gonee soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this is an example of people i dont like - &lt;br /&gt;"EEYERRRR, this song not nice! So boring, so disgusting!"&lt;br /&gt;Then after the song comes out on radio, :&lt;br /&gt;"OMG THIS SONG SO NICE AH I LOVE IT SO NICE AH SO NICE."&lt;br /&gt;:|&lt;br /&gt;It's like at first you say you dont like it then when someone else likes it you say it's nice.&lt;br /&gt;Rubbish right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 6pt"&gt;(Shrek :|)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-2463924911012219406?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/2463924911012219406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=2463924911012219406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/2463924911012219406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/2463924911012219406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/06/tennis.html' title='Tennis'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-3617634958063975762</id><published>2007-06-05T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T19:14:37.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amanda Devarajan Shu Xian&lt;/strong&gt; woke me up today at 10am to tell me she saw Ms Lee -.-"&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. I think I am addicted to this sign already -.-" &lt;br /&gt;JUST LIKE OH MY. OHMYGODDDDD.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Colleen's blog and she was saying how good Copeland and Anberlin were and all that, hahaha, so I decided to check them out. They're pretty good I guess. I like Dismantle Repair by Anberlin and Brightest by Copeland.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah, so now my phone has 3 Brighter songs - "Brighter", "Brighter Than Sunshine" and "Brightest". HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching Nickelodeon now and Justin Timberlake is burping out his speech. Yuck. Heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK IM EATING WAY TOO MUCH. Damn it. Luckily I joined Tennis man. hahaha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-3617634958063975762?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/3617634958063975762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=3617634958063975762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/3617634958063975762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/3617634958063975762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/06/ms-devarajan-woke-me-up-today-at-10am.html' 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height="241"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhh, who has CSI Miami season 5? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-6382530473819847199?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/6382530473819847199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=6382530473819847199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/6382530473819847199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/6382530473819847199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/06/ahhhhhh-who-has-csi-miami-season-5-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-3522162019744788213</id><published>2007-06-04T15:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T15:25:23.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Which road?</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="entry-header"&gt;Mission Impossible &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="entry-body"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abeautifulrevolution.com/blog/extra_doodles/index.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img title="Your_dream" alt="Your_dream" src="http://www.abeautifulrevolution.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/04/10/your_dream.gif" border="0" width="356" height="274"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-3522162019744788213?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/3522162019744788213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=3522162019744788213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/3522162019744788213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/3522162019744788213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/06/which-road.html' title='Which road?'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-4642437704315609634</id><published>2007-06-03T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T22:26:11.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANNOYED</title><content type='html'>yes i'm &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; annoyed. ok you may be lucky enough to read this post cuz i might just delete it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;haizzz. i hate those people that go "oh, wait for me! bu yao li kai wo. ni shi wo zui ai zui ai de." it annoys me. and i dont think only me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. so there's this close friend annoying &amp; ignoring me. just because of some frickin childish matter. go run away with your ai ai, i dun care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have better friends. thanks for "being there", well, when it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haaa, i really miss 6bo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-4642437704315609634?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/4642437704315609634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=4642437704315609634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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I'm gonna watch again! With Kristel. Late afternooon. Wanna watch with us? 8) 5.50 PM @ Tampines yo!&lt;br /&gt;Heeheeeheeheeeheee.&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday Abby! OH OH OH &amp; I just realised today's Jon's birthday. Hahahhaa. Jonathan Leong. :\ Remember last year. Crazeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my blog song~~ Although it's super old. Hahahaaaaa. But still nice right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I show you something veh cool ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Total Number of Hits: 14,551&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW. That's Imeem! Heehee. &lt;br /&gt;See how cool I am? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for PIRATES tonight, yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RmEDCHsti5I/AAAAAAAAAT4/uLno15vxKA0/s1600-h/orlando-bloom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RmEDCHsti5I/AAAAAAAAAT4/uLno15vxKA0/s200/orlando-bloom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071337990357093266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-4992099541125932455?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/4992099541125932455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=4992099541125932455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/4992099541125932455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/4992099541125932455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/06/pirateees.html' title='Pirateees!'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RmEDCHsti5I/AAAAAAAAAT4/uLno15vxKA0/s72-c/orlando-bloom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-1859857858235105906</id><published>2007-05-31T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T11:56:01.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp</title><content type='html'>Camp ah camp ah. it sucked. hahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;im super duper tired. the first day we slept at like 1am and i woke up at 5.30am. :\&lt;br /&gt;hate my group. had 2 bimbos inside and all the rest of the sec 2s and 1s dont help people. :\&lt;br /&gt;I LIKE THE SEC 3s! HEEHEEHAHAHOHO. Sam's veh nice :D Plus i made new friends! Emilia and Adeline. They're super nice! Adeline saved my life. hahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;3rd day sucked. i had my stupid mens and so i had to sit there like a loser watching people raft in the water for 1 over hour.&lt;br /&gt;haha ok.&lt;br /&gt;im just glad i'm home. (:&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch pirates of the caribbean again and and and go to sentosa! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IM TANNER. HAHAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-1859857858235105906?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/1859857858235105906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=1859857858235105906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/1859857858235105906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/1859857858235105906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/05/camp.html' title='Camp'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-540326540388772778</id><published>2007-05-27T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T16:03:16.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So this is goodbye ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I wake up with blood-shot eyes&lt;br /&gt;Struggled to memorize&lt;br /&gt;The way it felt between your thighs&lt;br /&gt;Pleasure that made you cry&lt;br /&gt;Feels so good to be bad&lt;br /&gt;Not worth the aftermath, after that&lt;br /&gt;After that&lt;br /&gt;Try to get you back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't have the reason&lt;br /&gt;And you don't have the time&lt;br /&gt;And it really makes me wonder&lt;br /&gt;If I ever gave a f!@# about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me something to believe in&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't believe in you &lt;br /&gt;Anymore, Anymore&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it even makes a difference to try&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah)&lt;br /&gt;So this is goodbye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heehee. Camp's tomorrow, don't miss me too much :D&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm kidding. I'm kinda looking forward to camp, woohoo! I hope I'll come back slightly tanner but not red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Pirates tonight, I havent watched Dead Man's Chest yet.&lt;br /&gt;Ok I shall watch now (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go Sentosa! Heehee. I'm going with Jamie. Maybe. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-540326540388772778?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/540326540388772778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=540326540388772778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/540326540388772778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/540326540388772778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-wake-up-with-blood-shot-eyes.html' title='So this is goodbye ♥'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-2007442469285248846</id><published>2007-05-25T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T21:09:08.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back again as I promised!</title><content type='html'>Hello! haha. i'm back from school. and there's probably still some people conferencing. Haha. Janice.&lt;br /&gt;Got delayed by a lot. Because tay kept changing the timings. stupid idiot. poor Chermaine. From 7, her thing got delayed till 8+. Tsk. mine was only by 2 people. &lt;br /&gt;and.&lt;br /&gt;I got Sr Dot! ): she doesnt know me at all. so she just said "trini is doing quite well. she is reliable and responsible. but to go to 2/8 she needs to work a bit harder." blah blah. Juliana topped the class. NOT FAIR I JEALOUS WHY LIKE THAT. ! So anyway i passed all my subjects(: My mum wanted to talk to Tay for some stupid reason. THEN AH, that tay act nice only lor! She talk so sweet. stupid idiot! It's just an act.&lt;br /&gt;Then my mum also talked to Ms Choo(rolls eyes). My mum mixed up Choo for Chua. Haha. So yeah she didn't really say anything.. just that "I've been their relief form teacher for 3 months." Yah. Then my mum said "OH. So you're the one she has been talking about!" Then Ms Choo look at me and said "&lt;em&gt;Reallllly?&lt;/em&gt;" Haha. Asshole. &lt;br /&gt;Then momzo said "Oh! So you're going SMU?" See? Mixed up again. Ms Choo's going NTU. Haha. Like she wanted. Congrats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah. Went home. I got 11th in class. zxzxxxzxzx. Not top ten. zxzxzxzx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have to go back to school at 10am. :\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-2007442469285248846?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/2007442469285248846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=2007442469285248846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/2007442469285248846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/2007442469285248846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-back-again-as-i-promised.html' title='I&apos;m back again as I promised!'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-3517276777151537607</id><published>2007-05-25T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T17:54:49.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nooo!</title><content type='html'>My Parent's Teacher Conference is at 7.20. And it clashes with a lot of people. Haha. Like everyone is before and after me. Hmmm. &lt;br /&gt;I don't want Sr Dot to conf with my parents! Please la. She'll say that I talk a lot. Well cuz I do. Whenever she's around :P&lt;br /&gt;Heehee. And Ms Choo will be with Tay. Then Tay will think I'm a veh veh good student. HAHAHA. Just kidding. But later Sr Dot say I talk a lot then ):&lt;br /&gt;I want Ms Choo to conf. with my parents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah anyway. Went to school at 10.10 today. Haha. I thought I was late but I was the only one there + Sam.&lt;br /&gt;Then we managed to do finish our badges. Which took forever to wrap. Hmmm. Yah. Then we did a little bit of the banner. IT WAS SUPER DIFFICULT OKAY. Only Emilia and me did the banner. The stupid ribbon part la! The side there. So hard. Ok our group name is C Kunalan. I think. Heehee. &lt;br /&gt;So I was still in school at about 3 and I saw Ms Choo. She cut her hair. HAHA. HAHA. Looks quite weird. Well different. She stood beside me and said "I look like a student!" Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then I wanted to complain about Tay but Ms. Atiqah was talking to her. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. I don't want Sr Dot tonight. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall blog later. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-3517276777151537607?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/3517276777151537607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=3517276777151537607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/3517276777151537607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/3517276777151537607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/05/nooo.html' title='Nooo!'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-7336904521263298127</id><published>2007-05-24T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T23:22:55.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tireddd.</title><content type='html'>Okay i'm really tired. :\&lt;br /&gt;last post before going to bed and waking up at 8.45AM tomorrow. AM. AM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we haven't done our banner yet. and our cheer. for sports camp. that's why sam arranged for tomorrow. 10am! tsk so early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway school was as usually noisy(well we've quieten down by a lot) &lt;br /&gt;and mrs tay really sucks. she was just standing there scolding and nagging and ordering people around. ): there was this stupid bee that kept flying in and out of our room (to rooba's, charlyn's and praveena's table). And charlyn in frickin beside me. so i had to keep running to the back. stupid bee. i hate bees.&lt;br /&gt;so ms martens and joseph came to our class and called us monkeys. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then during trng. i was dying. so pai seh. cannot hit any balls. i was in depression for like 10 mins. ): so sad ok! when i serve i kept hitting the net. so annoying. &lt;br /&gt;so anyway we played doubles and sam choosed me to be in her team. haha. plus janessa and two other pro pro people PLUS yiggie. zomg la. the best 2 players.&lt;br /&gt;so anyway janessa and me kept giving points to our opponent &amp; yiggie and sam earned the 41 points. O: that's the most lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for sports camp. jolyn's in my group (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ptc tomorrow. hope mrs tay won't be there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-7336904521263298127?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/7336904521263298127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=7336904521263298127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/7336904521263298127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/7336904521263298127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/05/tireddd.html' title='Tireddd.'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-2357686669445889472</id><published>2007-05-21T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T19:55:12.308+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ms Choo come back'/><title type='text'>Ahaaaaaaa.</title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;School sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to go to school tomorrow. (This is the first time I've said it this year)&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Mrs Tay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I GREW TANNER. HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-2357686669445889472?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/2357686669445889472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=2357686669445889472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/2357686669445889472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/2357686669445889472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/05/ahaaaaaaa.html' title='Ahaaaaaaa.'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-636791002260465484</id><published>2007-05-18T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T17:43:45.332+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Finger skin peel cuz of guitar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leg and everywhere pain because of Tennis.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':\'/><title type='text'>ROoOOoooOooba</title><content type='html'>ROOBA. OMG. SHE PASSED MATH. OMG. SHE PASSED MATH. Wthxzx. But nevermind, she failed 5 subjects anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Today, we got back our English and Lit papers! I ROCK AT ENGLISH YO! I must be proud! I got top in class for English~~~ Yeaaaahzxzxzxzx.&lt;br /&gt;Literature was not that badly done (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay today was Ms Choo's last day. And Ms Chua. But she didn't come today S:&lt;br /&gt;English was okay and everything. Yeah. &lt;br /&gt;For Math we learned some stupid confusing Math thing. Nevermind. There's tuition. Ahhhh. And and and. Ms Choo wrote letters for all of us! Everyone had one each. Different ones. Mine's sweet(: Stupid Jamie go and read. LOL. Ms Choo say she proud of me worhxzzahshzxhsh. Okay HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she brought the IQ puzzles for us to try out. I don't like those things. I can't solve them. Ms Choo's fav one is the sphere. Because she can fix it. HAHA. Okay. Then we just blah-ed aroundddd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was being action worhzasjzxhhs. I played the guitar!~~ I played Boulevard of Broken Dreams. "Dedicate" song to her lor. Then that so called big fan AMANDA huh dont know the Green Day song! Ms Choo could tell once I played lor! HAHA AMANDA. TSK TSK. We tried to make her cry. HAHA. But unsuccessful lah! But she was touched. LOL. Didn't seem that touching. I think. Touching is we all sing her a song or something~~ That is sweet lor! I AM SWEET. HAHA. I SANG HER A SONG. Plus guitar! I doubt she could hear me sing :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And and, we could see her eye ah. Watery watery ): &lt;br /&gt;So sad lorhzx. Don't be sad. We'll miss you too(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh Ms Choo! In the highly unlikely event that you're reading this, come to the zoo! No, you won't miss your flight! I think. HAHA. Send you off~~ Okay cannot. Got camp. Heehee. See I so sweet. &lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm, Class BBQ sounds fun~~ Everybody! Charlyn's not hosting it anymore. SOMEONE ELSE WHO IS COOL IS. NO, NOT ME! [But I'm still cool] So come down! Because I'll be coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay one more. &lt;br /&gt;"Momzo keeps reminding me about how Mr Cai totally turned me around when I was heading towards the worst direction ever, how he instilled some sense of responsibility into me (which I sadly have to admit is gone), and how he actually led me into having a positive outlook on going to school (but then.. That's gone too. Thanks be to Chan.)&lt;br /&gt;All the best to you ♥"&lt;br /&gt;From Colleen's blog!&lt;br /&gt;Okay KIND OF same issue here! Hee. Except Mummy doesn't remind me or even know I look forward to school.&lt;br /&gt;All the best to you! Uni uni uni~ And everything too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Yes yes! It's gonna be gone too.&lt;br /&gt;Haa. Welcome back Mrs Tay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-636791002260465484?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/636791002260465484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=636791002260465484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/636791002260465484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/636791002260465484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/05/rooooooooooba.html' title='ROoOOoooOooba'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-4672800340351032368</id><published>2007-05-17T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T16:34:58.930+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':\'/><title type='text'>Okay nevermind THEY rock at Math, I don't.</title><content type='html'>Yes yes. Read the title.&lt;br /&gt;My Math marks are frickin disappointing. Everybody got 40+ and my marks would look much better if I had an extra 1 mark. Screw it. Some girl called Puay Ching in 1/8 got 54/60. Omg la how do they do it. AND IN CASE YOU'RE WONDERING, I DID PASS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind. Maths sucks la.&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I failed 2 subs. zxzxzxzxzxzx. Science. One of my best subjects. &lt;br /&gt;Home econs. Expected.&lt;br /&gt;HOW COULD I FAIL SCIENCE! JUST ONE FRICKIN MARK AND I CAN PASS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, &amp; the rest of my grades are quite expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maaan&lt;/em&gt;, tomorrow's Choo's last day.&lt;br /&gt;Haa. Welcome back Mrs Tay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-4672800340351032368?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/4672800340351032368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=4672800340351032368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/4672800340351032368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/4672800340351032368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/05/okay-nevermind-they-rock-at-math-i-dont.html' title='Okay nevermind THEY rock at Math, I don&apos;t.'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-8414971714145172890</id><published>2007-05-16T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T21:14:26.308+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MATHS AH MATHS AH MATHS AH'/><title type='text'>WE ROCK AT MATH YO.</title><content type='html'>Chinese sucked today. Was bloody boring. China people speaking to us in that stupid accent for 1 whole day? I got a headache. Okay anyway, 1/1 stole our dumplings. Apparently. Not mine (: Because I hid mine in the bag. Then those people went to GO to report missing dumplings. OMG RETARDED. Yah then they saw Choo then she told us about our Math!~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAH WE DO ROCK! ZOMG. 1/4 GOT 2ND FOR MATH IN THE WHOLE STANDARD. ISN'T THAT AWESOME! YES THAT IS. 1ST IS OBVIOUSLY 1/8.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Okay nevermind let's not get so excited in case I fail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-8414971714145172890?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/8414971714145172890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=8414971714145172890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/8414971714145172890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/8414971714145172890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/05/we-rock-at-math-yo.html' title='WE ROCK AT MATH YO.'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-2506217654245233432</id><published>2007-05-14T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T22:19:48.483+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I need counselling'/><title type='text'>THANKS A LOT.</title><content type='html'>THANKS A LOT MY FRIENDS. THANKS A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;For not being there, for playing me out, for being such frickin bitches and hurting my feelings without even knowing it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-2506217654245233432?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/2506217654245233432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=2506217654245233432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/2506217654245233432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/2506217654245233432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/05/thanks-lot.html' title='THANKS A LOT.'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-7213711034113837658</id><published>2007-05-14T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T19:38:53.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NICE BUT BORING DAY</title><content type='html'>Okay today, we had assembly at the &lt;em&gt;hot dry &lt;/em&gt;place. Then we had a mini spot check(: AND WHATEVER LOR. MY SKIRT NOT THAT SHORT LOR. Choo make me unroll! I pull down then she say unroll. So long already ): And and and. GUESS WHAT CHOO SAID TO HEAD PREFECT! &lt;strong&gt;"GO GET HER!"&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; SHE WAS REFERRING TO AMANDA LOOOOOOL. Okay I am so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then first period we were supposed to have &lt;em&gt;Draaama&lt;/em&gt; but in the end we had some stupid boring movie with 2/2. Noisy la! Then we talk a little bit they ask us to shut up. Whatever lor.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after Drama was recess. &lt;br /&gt;After recess was Maths. Choo was late for like what, 10-15 mins? Then we had this super cool Sudoku Puzzle. Then Choo walking around she all of a sudden say &lt;strong&gt;"Hi Trini!" &lt;/strong&gt;LOLZO. So I said hi.&lt;br /&gt;After Maths was the always-Badminton P.E. HAHA. Played with Debs, Kristel and Amanda. YES COMBINE CLASS :D Then me and Amanda kept on screaming over the shuttlecock. THE SHUTTLECOCK COME MY WAY SHE GO IN FRONT OF ME AND HIT LOR! Stupid Amanda.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya I voted Amanda Moey for Head Girl(: Alot of people in my class did too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND I KNOW A SECRET ABOUT CHARLYN AND JASMINE OMG IT'S SO COOL LA. ITS QUITE SHOCKING REALLY. But Charlyn, you're alone! WOOHOOO.&lt;/strong&gt; Okay sorry Charlyn.&lt;br /&gt;After PE was Chineseee. BUT BUT BUT CAI LAO SHI DIDNT COME! :D :D :D THEN we were supposedly "noisy", so Janice tried to shut us up by playing Hangman. THEN SOMEONE WROTE DOWN SOMETHING THEN WE GAVE UP. GUESS WHAT THE ANSWER WAS? &lt;strong&gt;Mrs. Vegetables.&lt;/strong&gt;! HAHA. Don't understand? Go read again.&lt;br /&gt;After Chinese was Dance. But for Dance &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt; no teacher came so we watched HONEY! YO HONEY! Quite fun, but boring, we were dying of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;After Dance was Geography. Argh it sucks la. But Atiqah didnt really care so we were walking around class~~ THEN Cally Ong showed me the 2000 yearbook! We saw Choo and Wang. Then 2000! I realised my sister was P2! THEN I SAW. OMG SO UNGLAM PLEASE. HAHHA. SHE NOT EVEN SMILING.&lt;br /&gt;Then after Geography had Tennis at 2.30! 2.30! Was tiring lor. Couldn't play properly. Then MS MARTINS THE "P" CAME! HAHAH IT WAS DAMN COOL. WE WATCHED HER PLAY, PRO LA SHE. She was a national Hockey player! O M G. Yah I know (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of school(:&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go out tomorrow. NO SCHOOL WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;With Amanda. We wanna go to town to catch a movie. Stupid girl. Don't wanna watch Spiderman ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind. I shall get to &lt;em&gt;one day&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE MORE THING. I realised my Seniors are quite nice(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-7213711034113837658?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/7213711034113837658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=7213711034113837658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/7213711034113837658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/7213711034113837658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/05/nice-but-boring-day.html' title='NICE BUT BORING DAY'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-7357895960949573363</id><published>2007-05-12T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T19:22:22.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Choo thinks I'm more trustworthy than Jamie.</title><content type='html'>Haha. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm so bored and it's gonna rain any time and I can't swim, I'm blogging!&lt;br /&gt;The cake we baked.. Mummy said it was not nice and there's still a lot more in the fridge which she's not gonna eat! My sister said it tasted like shit. And Daddy gave this disgusted look when he tried my cake. HAHAHHA. Nevermind, I shan't give up! I shall try again then next time I will be a professional baker. HAHA. Xiao. Then don't want.&lt;br /&gt;Okay yesterday's + some cool + some random pictures (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RkWOU63kdXI/AAAAAAAAAS4/087QNOrInnU/s1600-h/DSC04074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RkWOU63kdXI/AAAAAAAAAS4/087QNOrInnU/s200/DSC04074.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063609846098851186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; From right: Short, Medium and Okayyy la. :D &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RkWOj63kdYI/AAAAAAAAATA/CbSD9dPH360/s1600-h/DSC04081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RkWOj63kdYI/AAAAAAAAATA/CbSD9dPH360/s200/DSC04081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063610103796888962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;How unglam, Jamie!&lt;br /&gt;Okay I am so cooooool. And so is Augustana:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RkWQPq3kdeI/AAAAAAAAATw/-5LNjiuTBy4/s1600-h/OMG+OMG+DAN+AND+CHRIS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RkWQPq3kdeI/AAAAAAAAATw/-5LNjiuTBy4/s200/OMG+OMG+DAN+AND+CHRIS.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063611954927793634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-7357895960949573363?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/7357895960949573363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=7357895960949573363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/7357895960949573363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/7357895960949573363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/05/miss-choo-thinks-im-more-trustworthy.html' title='Miss Choo thinks I&apos;m more trustworthy than Jamie.'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RkWOU63kdXI/AAAAAAAAAS4/087QNOrInnU/s72-c/DSC04074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-5016098718349730131</id><published>2007-05-11T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T23:08:56.922+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I wanna watch Spidey.'/><title type='text'>tired.</title><content type='html'>Hello(:&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in my u. And I'm tired. Don't wanna bathe~~~ BUT HAVE TO ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;EXAMS ARE OVER. Like finally. 2 weeks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tay in 1 week.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Choo leaving in 1 week.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUCKS LA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam was like crap today. Damn hard. Gonna fail. !@#$&lt;br /&gt;Maths... I don't think I did well.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese - sure fail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough about exams.&lt;br /&gt;Went towning with Jus Jamie today. Bought some stupid pathetic stuff, then went to my house to bake. And. Obviously it was unsucessful. It tastes as hard as rocks. And it's super dry. The only nice thing is the chocolate on top :\&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Mother's Day present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZXZXZZXZX.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-5016098718349730131?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/5016098718349730131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=5016098718349730131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/5016098718349730131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/5016098718349730131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/05/tired.html' title='tired.'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-1194615475704381141</id><published>2007-05-10T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T10:37:58.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello(:</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the last post, I was just. Venting my anger. &lt;br /&gt;And anyway, MRS TAY is coming back very soon la.&lt;br /&gt;We only have one week left with Miss Choo ):&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I hope they extend it, then we'll only see Tay when school starts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT A CLASS PARTY, who does? :D TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-1194615475704381141?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/1194615475704381141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=1194615475704381141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/1194615475704381141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/1194615475704381141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello.html' title='Hello(:'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-923878094967626562</id><published>2007-05-08T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T12:11:06.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am feeliing better(:'/><title type='text'>Glad to know...</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" style="font-size: 6pt" color="#CC50F5"&gt;Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up,&lt;br /&gt;I need your loving hands to come and pick me up,&lt;br /&gt;And every night I miss you,&lt;br /&gt;I can just look up.&lt;br /&gt;And know the stars are holding you,&lt;br /&gt;Tonight &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello(:&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling better! Haha yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I ♥ YOUR CALL&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;Chinese sucks shitloads, so does Cai.&lt;br /&gt;Science sucked. It was frickin hard. Like so many random questions. &lt;br /&gt;Geography was all right... I guess. I couldn't remember how to calculate bearings. Shit.&lt;br /&gt;After Geog exam, went for Maths tutorial. With &lt;strong&gt;ALICIA&lt;/strong&gt;(: CALLY ONG and Charlyn. Charlyn. HAHA. All of us refused to sit beside Charlyn. LOL. Then Alicia, Cally and me sat in one row[the inside] then she sat outside. LOL. Then Choo came and sat beside Charlyn. So Maths-ed. Was boring. I was yawning like crazy. HAHA CHOO SAID THAT SPEED QUESTIONS WONT COME OUT. Really meh. Okay it'd better not. AND WE CAN USE CALCULATOR &lt;strong&gt;(BEST FRIEND)&lt;/strong&gt; FOR EVERYTHING! HOW COOL HUH HUH HUH. You're reaching there, Best Friend! &lt;em&gt;Almost&lt;/em&gt; as cool as me! HAHA. CHOO ASKED CHARLYN IF SHE AND KIMBERLY WERE RELATED; PEIRERA! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Choo said the words "&lt;strong&gt;TRINI IS SO COOL&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;She read it out from the piece of paper I wrote on. See? Everybody thinks I'm cool. &lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-923878094967626562?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/923878094967626562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=923878094967626562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/923878094967626562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/923878094967626562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/05/glad-to-know.html' title='Glad to know...'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-3204316302604045063</id><published>2007-05-04T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T21:59:14.384+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I need counselling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='from that special someone'/><title type='text'>Damn it</title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="Georgia" style="font-size: 4pt"&gt;I know who will cheer me up when I'm down. I know that I very much embarrassed myself in front of you. I know that liking you is pointless. But I know what I want;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling very down lately, and no I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;My closest friends are turning into somewhat bimbos &amp; bitches. And I don't like it at all. My other friends have their other closer friends.&lt;br /&gt;I know what I want. I need to talking to someone I can trust. I know that person can help me. But I dont know how I'm going to go up to that person. I dont have the guts to. That's what I hate myself for. I don't have the guts to do anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-3204316302604045063?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/3204316302604045063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=3204316302604045063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/3204316302604045063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/3204316302604045063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-know-who-will-cheer-me-up-when-im.html' title='Damn it'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-8125769699936078731</id><published>2007-05-02T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T00:14:35.593+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I need counselling'/><title type='text'>I said "Hello,"</title><content type='html'>Today. Was. A. Bad. Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything started off all right.. Ms Chia. &lt;strong&gt;CHINESE EXAM.&lt;/strong&gt; I didn't know how to do a single frickin question. No really. I didnt understand &lt;em&gt;any&lt;/em&gt; part of the paper. So, what to do? For Comprehension, I copied down the whole paragraph. No, &lt;em&gt;really. &lt;/em&gt; Worth 5 marks what! What to do? Teacher cancel out some stuff, maybe I'd still get 1 or 2 marks.&lt;br /&gt;STUPID YANXINGGGGZX and Chermaine said it was easy! Yah lor, cuz for the first section they got like what, 10/10? And I got 3/10!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that, outside the classroom Amanda pushed me down because of STUPID ALICIA then I fell down ): My knees were red. Washed them with my water. Ms Choo saw me. Went down to the bus stop. I realised I didnt bring my wallet. So I asked my, "friends" to wait for me and they just went off. I had no money for going home. What theeeeee. So I went around &lt;em&gt;[jumping]&lt;/em&gt; and begging people for money. Borrowed from Sipei and 10 from Meredith. Ride home. Mum was being unreasonable.&lt;br /&gt;And. Woke up and realised I hadn't finish my Maths homework. Then, late for tuition. Then, walk home for the 3rd frickin time for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" style="font-size: 5pt"&gt;I seriously want to stop hanging out with the people I do, because they're a really bad influence. Like what, Germaine &lt;i&gt;steals&lt;/i&gt;?! And no, I don't &lt;i&gt;directly &lt;/i&gt;hang out with Germaine but Nicole Anne is learning from her! I don't wanna get into some kind of peer pressure shit.&amp;nbsp; And my friends are so freaking boy-crazy. I seriously do not care about who is "hot" and whoever is two-timing or going out with anyone, especially at this &lt;i&gt;secone &lt;/i&gt;age. COME ON. WE'RE SEC ONES FOR GOD'S SAKE.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-8125769699936078731?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/8125769699936078731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=8125769699936078731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/8125769699936078731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/8125769699936078731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-said-hello.html' title='I said &quot;Hello,&quot;'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-3855214957313092847</id><published>2007-04-30T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T18:42:25.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight I've fallen, and I can't get up</title><content type='html'>你好!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored. Today was EL/CL Paper 1. Not bad la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA ANYWAY YOU KNOW WHAT I WROTE FOR THE RE THING?&lt;br /&gt;I wrote about me being HUMBLE:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;I drew a picture of Jamie, then she was saying "Trini rocks!" Or something like that, then I drew me saying "HAHA, no la." :D &lt;strong&gt;SO HUMBLE!&lt;/strong&gt; Humble Bumble. Bee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RjXC4q3kdWI/AAAAAAAAASw/wKGPKzDcT7E/s1600-h/BURGER!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RjXC4q3kdWI/AAAAAAAAASw/wKGPKzDcT7E/s200/BURGER!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059164035256448354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a burger like that. HOW COOL IS IT LOR. Share with... 10 people :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, who saw what Ms Choo wore today? :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-3855214957313092847?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/3855214957313092847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=3855214957313092847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/3855214957313092847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/3855214957313092847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-bored.html' title='Tonight I&apos;ve fallen, and I can&apos;t get up'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RjXC4q3kdWI/AAAAAAAAASw/wKGPKzDcT7E/s72-c/BURGER!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-6500796254791862302</id><published>2007-04-23T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T20:38:06.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GLAMOROUS</title><content type='html'>WOAH, MS CHOO WEAR SO &lt;strong&gt;GLAAAAAM&lt;/strong&gt; CLOTHES TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was whistling. HAHAHA. Okay enough of that. I was &lt;em&gt;standing&lt;/em&gt; outside class when she came in :\\\\\\\\\\ AND MY LEG PAIN. Stupid 1/4, sabo me, say no homework by today then come out everybody did! &gt;:l so I had to stand. MY LEG PAIN NOW! :\&lt;br /&gt;So during English, she came in like that and everyone was already super happy because we thought Ms Choo didnt come and so we would not need to stay back but she came and so we all had to stay back. Except those who ponned O:! MS CHOO SAY SHE'LL CALL PARENTS. CUZ PLAY TRUANT. SI PEI JOCELYN YIRU AND THE REST ALL DIEE! Except Nicole :)&lt;br /&gt;Arghhh seriously I should STOP hanging out with Amanda because I'm learning from her and she's learning from me. I laugh at every single thing now and I never do my work! She's actually not falling asleep in class and doing her work and saying we're "something wrong" when we laugh. Aaaaaaagh. EXAM IS 6 DAYS TIME YOU STUPID GOONDU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway had 2 hours of stupid maths and my hair screwed up &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt; and I didn't understand maths &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt; and so Ms Choo had to explain to me personally &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;SO THAT DEBORAH WAS SUPPOSED TO WAIT FOR ME THEN SHE WENT OFF ):&lt;br /&gt;I was dying. My bag was like !@#@$*&amp;#*&amp;*(@$*(&amp;#*($ heavy. &lt;br /&gt;Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;MY LEG VERY VERY PAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH OH. I LIKE MS CHOO'S SHOES THINGY. My sister has loadsssss of those kinds of slippers/shoes but but I dont look good in them anyway :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-6500796254791862302?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/6500796254791862302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=6500796254791862302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/6500796254791862302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/6500796254791862302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/04/glamorous.html' title='GLAMOROUS'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-4648478039142826383</id><published>2007-04-22T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T23:19:49.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JAMIE♥</title><content type='html'>"&lt;strong&gt;Who can make you laugh during the&lt;br /&gt;hardest times?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;myself &amp;choo&amp;trini :D&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:DD&lt;br /&gt;Jamie is sweeeeet(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who can make you laugh during the hardest times?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;amanda&amp;choo&amp;jamie&lt;/em&gt; :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-4648478039142826383?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/4648478039142826383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=4648478039142826383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/4648478039142826383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/4648478039142826383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/04/jamie.html' title='JAMIE♥'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-6061120448708917681</id><published>2007-04-20T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T18:39:23.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicole's big day</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="5"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NICOLE NG!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;REPORT CARD! Argh. Juliana topped the class, well &lt;em&gt;again.&lt;/em&gt; I hate her ACADEMICALLY la. Smart ass Julianaaaaaaa. Her lowest was C5 can! C5!! Mine was, can guess right, F9. Geography and History. O:! I know&lt;br /&gt;But let's look on the bright side. I got 7 A1s+A2s :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was blooooooody boring I swear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Maths I read the stupid question wrongly. They asked for &lt;strong&gt;EVEN&lt;/strong&gt; consecutive numbers and I just gave consecutive numbers. ARAFHGHHG. And I didn't do the 8(ii) question. JULIANA ALSO :D it's worth like 4 marks please.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, problems with Angles, anyone? Well I do. ARGH, MEMORIZING STUFF SUCKZXZXZX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE was rather fun today, played Badminton against Tennis-player Chermaine. I KEEP USING 2 HANDS FOR LEFT HIT LOR! HAHAHA. Then Ms Choo knock me so many times she dunno ): She plays durn good la, but everytime I have to make way for her so she can hit her shuttlecock :B Then I play have &lt;strong&gt;ALOT&lt;/strong&gt; of sound effect one. Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;Then I ask her why she never learn Tennis then she say "Learn for what". LOL WHATEVER LOR. Then she ask me teach her. CHERMAINE GERALDINE AND GENEVIEVE ONE DAY WE GO TEACH HER OKAY? :P Kidding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wo bu xi huan jin tian.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE CAI LAO SHI.&lt;br /&gt;MRS TAY COMEB BACK LATER, OR DONT PLEASE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-6061120448708917681?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/6061120448708917681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=6061120448708917681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/6061120448708917681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/6061120448708917681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/04/nicoles-big-day.html' title='Nicole&apos;s big day'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-772390313963656038</id><published>2007-04-16T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T21:14:08.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="Georgia" style="font-size: 7pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the times we spent &lt;br /&gt;together&lt;br /&gt;on those drives&lt;br /&gt;We had a million questions&lt;br /&gt;all about our lives&lt;br /&gt;and when we got to New York&lt;br /&gt;everything felt right&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were here with me&lt;br /&gt;tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the days we spent together&lt;br /&gt;were not enough&lt;br /&gt;and it used to feel like dreaming&lt;br /&gt;except we always woke up&lt;br /&gt;Never thought not having you&lt;br /&gt;here now would hurt so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up&lt;br /&gt;I need your loving hands to come and pick me up&lt;br /&gt;And every night I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I can just look up&lt;br /&gt;and know the stars are&lt;br /&gt;holding you, holding you, holding you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time you told me about when you were eight&lt;br /&gt;And all those things you said that night that just couldn't wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I remember the car you were last seen in&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the games we would play&lt;br /&gt;All the times we spilled our coffees&lt;br /&gt;and stayed out way too late&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time you sat and told me about your Jesus&lt;br /&gt;and how not to look back even if no one believes us&lt;br /&gt;When it hurt so bad sometimes&lt;br /&gt;not having you here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing,&lt;br /&gt;"Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up&lt;br /&gt;I need your loving hands to come and pick me up&lt;br /&gt;And every night I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I can just look up&lt;br /&gt;and know the stars are&lt;br /&gt;holding you, holding you, holding you tonight"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing&lt;br /&gt;"Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up&lt;br /&gt;I need your loving hands to come and pick me up&lt;br /&gt;And every night I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I can just look up&lt;br /&gt;and know the stars are&lt;br /&gt;holding you, holding you, holding you tonight" &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this song the most meaningful thing ever. &lt;br /&gt;Read the line I underlined. I know you're thinking this is just one slow sappy &lt;br /&gt;love song but no. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Sylfaen" style="font-size: 6pt"&gt;I need your loving hands to come and pick me up&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-772390313963656038?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/772390313963656038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=772390313963656038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/772390313963656038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/772390313963656038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-remember-times-we-spent-together-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-7998930657592193832</id><published>2007-04-15T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T22:07:48.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Library pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RiIwTp2owzI/AAAAAAAAARc/FbfU5Wqb5NA/s1600-h/DSC03300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RiIwTp2owzI/AAAAAAAAARc/FbfU5Wqb5NA/s200/DSC03300.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053654846073783090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RiIwiJ2ow0I/AAAAAAAAARk/NJ7yKMbXB0c/s1600-h/DSC03307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RiIwiJ2ow0I/AAAAAAAAARk/NJ7yKMbXB0c/s200/DSC03307.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053655095181886274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH MAN. YOU SHOULD LOOK AT THAT, MS CHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RiIxFp2ow2I/AAAAAAAAAR0/AWmt0QKa9os/s1600-h/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RiIxFp2ow2I/AAAAAAAAAR0/AWmt0QKa9os/s200/Picture.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053655705067242338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-7998930657592193832?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/7998930657592193832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=7998930657592193832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/7998930657592193832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/7998930657592193832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/04/library-pictures-yeah-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RiIwTp2owzI/AAAAAAAAARc/FbfU5Wqb5NA/s72-c/DSC03300.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-4640950098670156179</id><published>2007-04-14T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T18:46:36.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2.4KM today sucked.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't even tired. But because of my stupid stitches. As in the stomach pain that thing. I didnt even eat that much lor! Just half a &lt;em&gt;pau.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at first I was leading with Chermaine, then slow down, slow slow slow. Until the turning point. There were 6 teachers. I tried to grab the rubber band from the first teacher. Couldn't. Then I tried to grab from Ms Choo, missed again, next teacher, couldnt.. couldnt until the last person. LOL. I only heard Ms Choo saying "Go 1/4!" LOOOOOL-ZO. Then halfway I dropped my rubber band la sheeeeeet I had to run back to take. Waste time!&lt;br /&gt;In the end came in 6th. WTH Jocelyn got second lor. I hope I get A man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the run, hanging around the resevoir with Sal, Janeen and Amanda. WTF ROOBA STALKED US LUH. She kept asking where Praveena was and I told her "The bag there!" She don't believe. Then ask me for what! THEN AFTER RUN WE WENT TO MACS TO EAT. Jamie Chermaine Amanda Me. THEN WAH LAO SAW ROOBA AGAIN GDDMT. Then I went to the macs' toilet, Chermaine and Amanda were like "EH! ROOBA! ROOBA!" I thought they were joking but come out she really behind me, wtf. TOILET ALSO WANT TO FOLLOW.&lt;br /&gt;So we rushed out of there and headed for the library.&lt;br /&gt;TRIED to study. Saw Cally Ong. In the end those stupid people were talking. I TRIED TO TEACH THEM MATHS LOR! THEY DONT UNDERSTAND. Everything Ms Lee and Ms Wang taught, they forgot. Amanda forgot what Ms Choo told her on that day lor! Then she don't understand my working, zzzzzzxzxzxzx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, So I just bathed and woke up. Tired man.&lt;br /&gt;STUPID 2.4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey, hey, you, you, I don't like your girlfriend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-4640950098670156179?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/4640950098670156179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=4640950098670156179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/4640950098670156179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/4640950098670156179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/04/2.html' title=''/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-1283324188101827696</id><published>2007-04-12T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T17:40:08.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Maths Makes Me Mad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY. And wtf I'm not supposed to be on the computer! Stupid science la. Make me come online get distracted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font class="std_font" face="Georgia" style="font-style: italic; font-size: 6pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more chance&lt;br /&gt;I'd never would react like this.&lt;br /&gt;One more time&lt;br /&gt;it'd be time enough to think about it. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trini is stoooooooopid. Today was her lucky day but she chickened out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Tennis was super annoying today. THE WEATHER! Look at it la. Our tennis balls kept getting wet. And I'm sneezing now. We played under the drizzle.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after tennis which was about 5.30, I had to wait for my mum for 1 and a half hours, because I was too lazy to walk home. Saw Ms Choo at the bus stop, she was &lt;em&gt;whining&lt;/em&gt;. Looooool. You should've seen her face.&lt;br /&gt;It's 12.39AM and I just finished MATHS! 15 pages man. I HOPE I CAN DO TOMORROW'S TESTSSSSSS AH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to 5 Items with me on Wednesday? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-1283324188101827696?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/1283324188101827696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=1283324188101827696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/1283324188101827696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/1283324188101827696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/04/maths-makes-me-mad-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-4237541560265670547</id><published>2007-04-10T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T22:48:16.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOOOOO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENT MOOD: &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RhuZVJ2owwI/AAAAAAAAARE/LiGCoQcShHY/s1600-h/petehide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RhuZVJ2owwI/AAAAAAAAARE/LiGCoQcShHY/s200/petehide.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051799995727528706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PETE WENTZ&lt;br /&gt;LOL-ZO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRINI IS STRUGGLING WITH HER MATHS NOW.&lt;br /&gt;SHE STUDIES NOW.&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;GEOGRAPHY IS ACTUALLY EASY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;, I GIVE ABIGAIL YEO MY NONG NONG NONG FRIEND A ♥ : ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more thing&lt;br /&gt;Ms Choo likes to disturb people&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-4237541560265670547?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/4237541560265670547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=4237541560265670547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/4237541560265670547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/4237541560265670547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/04/yooooo-current-mood-lol-zo.html' title=''/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RhuZVJ2owwI/AAAAAAAAARE/LiGCoQcShHY/s72-c/petehide.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-8143095338497834707</id><published>2007-04-06T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T10:14:31.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Examzxzzzx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Choo said that we're behind time. For maths. Science. Geography. Many more? I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;SHEET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning! Sat on the pink colour chair with usual people. Jamie Salina and Ms Choo.&lt;br /&gt;Then for the SYF! Ms Choo said she hates Chinese Orchestra so she said "Dont get gold!" "SILVER!" HAHHAA. Okay. For Indian Dance she shouted to our class "INDIAN DANCE SYF GOT GOLD!" "They achieved.. Gold!" "YES!" Heh.&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday was kinda boring. Smart Trini forgot to bring her spectacles! So Amanda got to sit with me ROFLMAO. Except Maths. I had to sit 2 tables front :\ Aiya Michelle's not that bad. At least she's smart. HAHAHA. That Maybelline kept making things with her blue thingy. I forgot the name. Stick on the wall that thing. Yah anyway she was making curry puffs. AND SHE KEPT DISTURBING ME LOR. &lt;br /&gt;Dont care. So during homeroom. Ms Choo started talking about our studies and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's not very bad but it's not very very good either. It's too average already. Too average is not good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she started talking about the Charlyn table. Seriously I dunno who. But Charlyn suspects Amanda. I know it's not her cuz Amanda tells me everything she does to Charlyn.[Draw her on her foot HAHAHA] Yah. But the handwriting is like her though. And Amanda knows how to spell IDIOT, you idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[edit]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR TENNIS TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;Time passed quite quickly, we were enjoying ourselves. But Coach made us play at the stupid basketball court again. Quite okay la. I paired with Chermaine. She can play you know. Coach said "Yall not bad huh." But he's not going to put us in the stupid school team so what's the point.&lt;br /&gt;He bought us drinks. Then we were enjoying ourselves. Geraldine gave me about half of her drink and Tanya gave me a little bit of hers. HAHA. Then we were eating chips.&lt;br /&gt;Went back to play tennis and this time Mr Tan was watching. He said the balls I hit are too hard. "You want your friend to fall into the tree ah." But I can't help it! You know how freaking small the Basketball court is :\ &lt;br /&gt;Aiyahhhhh don't care. I wish they'll stop CCA already. Mid years in 3 weeks! &lt;br /&gt;&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[/edit]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring boring boring. Today Im supposed to meet up with Jus and the rest for our Drama graded assignment but they dont wanna conference so I guess I'll just study for today.&lt;br /&gt;STUDYYYYYYYYYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;Byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-8143095338497834707?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/8143095338497834707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=8143095338497834707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/8143095338497834707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/8143095338497834707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/04/examzxzzzx-ms-choo-said-that-were.html' title=''/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-3515885434688954631</id><published>2007-04-01T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T19:12:24.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Do the thing la! Do before my cca. They start very late one la. (: "&lt;br /&gt;"Do on thurs!"&lt;br /&gt;"I got tutorial !?$%* "&lt;br /&gt;"Right after?"&lt;br /&gt;"Home! (: "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUH?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-3515885434688954631?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/3515885434688954631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=3515885434688954631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/3515885434688954631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/3515885434688954631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/04/do-thing-la-do-before-my-cca.html' title=''/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-5314105003110095231</id><published>2007-04-01T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T14:01:40.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahahhahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an old Ah Cek who tricked all the little girls that I'm one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gold colour hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 5pt"&gt;happy april fool's day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-5314105003110095231?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/5314105003110095231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=5314105003110095231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/5314105003110095231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/5314105003110095231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/04/hahahhahah.html' title=''/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-3109049334875429029</id><published>2007-03-30T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T17:32:27.448+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charlyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bridge to terabithia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='test'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 cents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='65'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am in a bad mood today.&lt;br /&gt;My legs are freaking tired. Seriously. I AM TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;I only had 2-3 hours of sleep last night! Thank you so much Amanda and Cally.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what to do seriously! Cuz if I grade 'em badly for peer evaluation, our whole group'd have lesser marks because we didn't cooperate! Damnnnnn. So in the end I just credited them. I hope no such shit will happen again :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths test today. Quite hardddddd. I didnt check my work! No time. Sheeet. And. I didnt do the last question! It's kinda like guess and test right. Eeyer.&lt;br /&gt;After math was P.E, we had to jump rope. How like that? My leg so tired. Nevermind. Then jump over the bench. Then 20 jumping jacks. Then dipping! HEH. I always do that at home. Very fun what! Then gave Ms Choo the 55 cents I found. She told me to keep it. For the class fund. Then later she gave me another 10 cents. BUS RIDE. HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlyn was being a bitch in the morning. Someone wrote "F!@# u, u suk. u think u are so preety.&lt;br /&gt;Idoit.&lt;br /&gt;I am one of your classmate, but u will never find out who am i."&lt;br /&gt;What bad english!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, she was shouting "Yall dont own up I send all of you to RTC!" Like what, she thinks she's a teacher? She isn't even in the class committee. I have the right to ask her to shut up.&lt;br /&gt;So blah blah blah, she complained to Sister Dot. I doubt it's us lor. I mean I wouldnt scribble "F! you" on someone's table and write my class down right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For science! OMG IM DAMN HAPPY LUH. HEEHEE. I GOT 3RD IN CLASS AGAIN! :D 22/25! THERE WERE 5 PEOPLE WITH MY MARKS. HAHAHAHA. THE HIGHEST WAS SHIERLY. 25/25!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda claims Ms Choo like me. I don't agree. I have my reasons but Im not going to mention it here. Ask me if you want. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;But I like her. So that's okay. She explains better now.&lt;br /&gt;"Just don't get in the teacher's bad books."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay tuition's in 8 mins Im gonna get ready now.&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: BRIDGE TO TERABITHIA GUY IS NOT BAD LOOKING HOHO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-3109049334875429029?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/3109049334875429029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=3109049334875429029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/3109049334875429029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/3109049334875429029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-am-in-bad-mood-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-1852957266640807616</id><published>2007-03-29T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T17:40:03.364+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jamie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slide'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geography teacher sucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tennis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='well'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY LEGS.&lt;br /&gt;OUCH.&lt;br /&gt;OUCH.&lt;br /&gt;OUCH.&lt;br /&gt;You know how I got out of my double decker bed yesterday? SLIDE.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up with a leg cramp! How awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Now my legs are hurting like !@#$, cuz I just came back from TENNIS.&lt;br /&gt;Tennis so boring today. Coach didnt really care cuz there was only 6 sec 1s. Stupid idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today assembly. I was sitting on the pink colour chair[as Jamie says] with Jamie. "Stacy made one announcement and then SCREAM! HAHA." Who's Stacy? LOL. Then after that Ms Choo said "DOTS!" I dont like that word :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we were complaining to Ms Choo about our legs. She said "Sorry!" &lt;u&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tahoma"&gt;Then she was singing again!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt; While someone was making an announcement! Same same song. My fav. song in the hymn book! And it's her fav song too. Yah. She likes MCR, I bet you dont believe. HAHAHA. She sings damn well. &lt;br /&gt;So. For morning run we were walking. Then that stupid piece of fat blob come out and scold us. Got released last. [6BO also always like that. HAHAHA.]&lt;br /&gt;Class comm thingy during homeroom. Seriously, no one can stand Rooba. She's just bloody acting! Think she's so smart neh neh neh. She's the Sports Comm member and she always skips P.E! What kind of rubbish is this. We told Ms Choo already lor. Long time ago. She just said "Yah, I know about her." She's going to change places soon! Gdmnt. Further away from Amanda! &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then. Geography. Stupid atiqah head. I got F9 for geography! URGHHH. Shit la. Underlines in report cards aren't really very nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HATE MS ATIQAH. AND I DONT CARE IF ANYONE'S READING THIS BUT SHE CANT BLOODY TEACH AT ALL AND SHE SUCKS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay whatever the rest of the day was really really boring.&lt;br /&gt;Bad day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" style="font-size: 6pt"&gt;I've been thinking a lot about the past lately. And I think my attitude towards schoolwork from last year has changed a lot. Then I wonder who was the one who changed it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" style="font-size: 6pt"&gt;It's &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;, and I miss you quite terribly.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-1852957266640807616?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/1852957266640807616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=1852957266640807616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/1852957266640807616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/1852957266640807616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-legs.html' title=''/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-5240875221200550394</id><published>2007-03-28T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T17:30:04.011+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wrong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conversions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chinese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='test'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is super boring today.&lt;br /&gt;In the morning we had !Standard test! But nevermind, it was quite easy. I GOT MY CONVERSIONS WRONG! Arghhhsfhs. Nevermind:\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then during PE! We had to do the step step thingy. Step on the bench. Right leg first. Then left leg up. Then right leg down. Left leg down. SUPER TIRING LA! Just keep doing for 5 mins! Cannot one lor. 5 mins seems damn fast right but when you do slow until wanna die. K then later switched over to left leg. Now my calves are hurting like !@#$ 我的小腿很痛。 ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. Then during Science we had a Literature test! Awesome. I don't like Literature. You study a book. Read then read lah. Study for what. Just understand can already. Wrote one and a half pages! HEEHEE. My handwriting is small okay! Then then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese test! I grabbed the chinese dictionary on the table heehee. I'm not supposed to. Then halfway Jamie come to my table take the dictionary. :\ then I couldn't write 误会。Cuz I didnt know how to! I just wrote "事 qing." LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Dance dance. We didn't have any test. But just a small little one. I got 6/20, average! :D&lt;br /&gt;Bus-ed and MRT-ed home with Deborah and Amanda. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" style="font-size: 7pt"&gt;I am not afraid to keep on living,&lt;br /&gt;I am not afraid to walk this world alone&lt;br /&gt;Honey if you stay you'll be forgiven,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you can say can stop me going home.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我喜欢你。你可以看得出来吗？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-5240875221200550394?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/5240875221200550394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=5240875221200550394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/5240875221200550394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/5240875221200550394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-1250667667914974310</id><published>2007-03-27T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T17:28:36.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wrinkled'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xiaxue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='test'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay today was boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During CME we learnt about blogging and all that :\&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm gonna edit my old post of old wrinkled face. &lt;br /&gt;If yall read it already, good (:&lt;br /&gt;If not then TOO BAD HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit I think I sound alot like. K cannot mention later I go to jail! HEEHEE. okay whatever but ah, I think that X LOL girl is such a cheap person. How can "It's okay to be raped by this cute guy"? stupid cheap head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K I shan't talk too much in case I reveal too much info HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today - maths spot test&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow - literature test, science test, chinese letter test, dance test&lt;br /&gt;friday - maths test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEST TEST TEST. Toopid Tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's maths was the boring-est. :\&lt;br /&gt;我有四个姐妹包括一个失去很久姐姐。HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-1250667667914974310?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/1250667667914974310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=1250667667914974310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/1250667667914974310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/1250667667914974310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/03/okay-today-was-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-3049467147788023160</id><published>2007-03-26T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T17:27:18.832+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jamie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chinese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marshmellows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sparks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='malt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dollars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wrongly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='count'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='candy'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHATS WRONG WITH ME AH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep counting money wrongly!&lt;br /&gt;!@#$&lt;br /&gt;Then always kena scolding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EDIT] Big mouth-ed *Censored* [/EDIT]told Ms Choo I ate the marshmellows without paying, then in the end I had to waste 3 dollars :\ YAH, I stole 3.&lt;br /&gt;Was late for [EDIT]*censored*'s[/EDIT] lesson today, cuz I had to help teacher count $, but count wrongly again :\&lt;br /&gt;[EDIT] *censored HAHAHA.* [/EDIT]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Trini! Your maths very poor leh! You fail maths right!"&lt;br /&gt;"No! She got highest in class for maths test!"&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school! Was fun-er. Sparks stall. Cuz teacher came to help and Jamie stayed in the stall. Steal malt candy lah she! Then in the end Ms Choo also go and eat. Then I wanted to try. So I ate. Cally ate. Everyone in the stall ate. I always kena my hand on the stupid honey.&lt;br /&gt;Irene loves our sprinkled cornflakes. She bought like. 3 dollars worth of that thing. HAHA. Then Jamie and I were fighting over the crumbs. I likeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie claims Ms Choo and me were bullying her. I did not smack her okay. And I had to clean the table in the end anyway. Goondooos. They threw my water bottle away. Into the fungus-ed dustbin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont think anyone kept the receipt leh. How like that? NEVERMIND! They all ever get back the money. We earn more, they lose money HAHAHA. okay just kidding. Not fair lor. We didnt make more than we[i] wanted to :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KENA INFLUENCED LEH! By Jamie and Ms Choo lah! I'm speaking at least a few chinese words every few sentences. Wei shen me ze yang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-size: 6pt" face="Tahoma"&gt;&amp;#25105;&amp;#30693;&amp;#36947;&amp;#24744;&amp;#19981;&amp;#21916;&amp;#27426;&amp;#25105;&amp;#12290;&amp;#24744;&amp;#33021;&amp;#19981;&amp;#33021;&amp;#19981;&amp;#26174;&amp;#31034;&amp;#23427;&amp;#65311;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-3049467147788023160?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/3049467147788023160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=3049467147788023160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/3049467147788023160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/3049467147788023160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/03/whats-wrong-with-me-ah.html' title=''/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-4078624625174551601</id><published>2007-03-25T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T23:31:10.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Arghghasghghghgh.&lt;br /&gt;I dont feel good.&lt;br /&gt;I feel useless.&lt;br /&gt;Because people make me.&lt;br /&gt;Godamnit. Why must emo strike me now.&lt;br /&gt;Happy day turned sad. Oh well, let's just look forward to that bloody art tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;More scoldings, more feeling-useless-ness. &lt;br /&gt;Sparks stall makes me sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday's getting crappier, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;My godddddddd. Let me have a nice day, world.&lt;br /&gt;When I feel proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;When no one blames me or makes me feel like useless shit.&lt;br /&gt;When I finally know who are my real friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz. Let's just wait for that day, I hope it comes soon.&lt;br /&gt;[Yeah right, I've been waiting 13 years for it and where is it?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-4078624625174551601?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/4078624625174551601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=4078624625174551601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/4078624625174551601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/4078624625174551601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/03/arghghasghghghgh.html' title=''/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-8378635545881600650</id><published>2007-03-24T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T17:23:43.432+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amanda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='more'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='want'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alicia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sucky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chermaine'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alicia and Chermaine played me out.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine how pissed I would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worse still, Amanda did not stick up for me.&lt;br /&gt;urghssgsihghghghghsihndfjsn I cant stand it I'd rather have little friends whom i can really trust then have alot of friends who are just.. friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a sucky life. I need more good friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-8378635545881600650?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/8378635545881600650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=8378635545881600650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/8378635545881600650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/8378635545881600650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/03/alicia-and-chermaine-played-me-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-8039908192025282798</id><published>2007-03-24T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T17:20:30.832+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chua'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flirt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='front'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='float'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='highest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eeyer'/><title type='text'>Vulnerable</title><content type='html'>HI. I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;I did one exercise of math already, and let's see, we have 7 left. How awesome :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths is kinda fun now, cuz Ms Choo makes it. The other periods are dead boring i swear. So anyway, for the Sparks Stall, I couldn't count $13 worth of coins and Ms Choo got angry :\&lt;br /&gt;Whateverrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;For P.E., we had to run HAHAH. I ran ahead of everyone! How awesome HUH. But halfway we had to drop 20 cuz there were people walking. Nehmind, the 20 pushups helped me feel less tired, I dunno how also.&lt;br /&gt;I changed in class cuz I didnt have time to do anything during Sparks Stall but I unzipped my shirt first then after that I put on my shirt so you cant see anypart of my body body. "Eeyer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. Then, during science! Ms Chua said "float" as "flirt" CHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SUPER HAPPY CANZXZXZX. I got highest in class for maths test! And 3rd in science! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] The malaysia 1cents is still on teacher's table [/edit]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-8039908192025282798?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/8039908192025282798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=8039908192025282798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/8039908192025282798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/8039908192025282798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/03/hi.html' title='Vulnerable'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-5297378418848207390</id><published>2007-03-19T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T17:17:23.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><title type='text'>KRRH!</title><content type='html'>New hair! New bag! New clothes! YAY, Im happy.&lt;br /&gt;My hair is crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-5297378418848207390?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/5297378418848207390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=5297378418848207390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/5297378418848207390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/5297378418848207390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/03/krrh.html' title='KRRH!'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-8576646329608086966</id><published>2007-03-13T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T16:08:21.656+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amanda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gave'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='practical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asshole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='test'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='math'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='african'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morning'/><title type='text'>school today</title><content type='html'>School was not so boring today.&lt;br /&gt;But, I had a very very very very bad hair day.&lt;br /&gt;I have a bad hair day everyday, but today was worse.&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I skipped morning run! Cuz Ms Choo said we could if we did duty. So, yah.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last night I had CRAMPS! And it was bad hokay. I woke up in the middle of the night clutching my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS ANYWAY THE AFRICAN GUY GAVE UP :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the first period we had a science practical test, and I ah, sure fail. I dunno how do the displacement can thingy. &lt;br /&gt;THEN THEN THEN! We had R.E.! The super duper fun lesson. We toured around the school. And I left my water bottle in the church, shucks :l&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we got free chocolate! HAHHA. And remember to remember this: &lt;u&gt; Amanda Devarajan Shu Xian wants to be a nun when she grows up.&lt;/u&gt; Seriously, I don't know what Amanda would be. I can't imagine her working as anything except a.. mad scientist. HOKAY I WONT BE SO BAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After R.E., we had drama. I don't like drama, not fun one. I played as the secret agent and had to go down on my knees, wth I know. Then we had maths! FINALLY. Ms Choo explained to us the factorisation thingy. And I finally understand! Oh I caught Amanda asleep during math, and then we had this 2 min break so we went out of class and she said she didn't understand.. something. She doesn't know what she doesn't understand. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I like PC! It's fun. Usually we get to sit down and do whatever we want/talk, but that was only last time. Now our teacher would be teaching us umm. Life lessons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, after school Ms Choo made the class stay back to clean it[She already released us 15 mins late] but almost everybody escaped. I had to sweep the floor again :l I escaped by telling teacher "Ms Choo I have tuition today and I'm going to be late." "Ok ok go go!" HAHA BUT REALLY. I'm having tuition today. But not firs.[Eh I didn't know okay]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only prefer Ms Choo to the other, umm, older teachers because she's young and hip yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;She's more hip than our stooopid geog teacher and ms lee.&lt;br /&gt;And. She quarrels with us. LOL. That kind of tiny tiny quarrel.&lt;br /&gt;And she rolls her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;She uses words like&lt;br /&gt;"Damn"&lt;br /&gt;"Sucks"&lt;br /&gt;"Heck"&lt;br /&gt;"Goondu"&lt;br /&gt;"So cool right!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO COOL RIGHT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-8576646329608086966?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/8576646329608086966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=8576646329608086966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/8576646329608086966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/8576646329608086966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/03/school-today.html' title='school today'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-5420595241781540305</id><published>2007-03-12T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T19:42:59.475+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stranger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tennis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='court'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soundtrack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daphne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='derby'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>check out this song manzxzx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="134" height="38"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/ritfDZ9_fR/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/ritfDZ9_fR/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="134" height="38" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stranger You and I - Daphne Loves Derby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this one too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="134" height="38"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/YStjRpGOvO/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/YStjRpGOvO/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="134" height="38" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tennis Court Soundtrack - Daphne Loves Derby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-5420595241781540305?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/5420595241781540305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=5420595241781540305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/5420595241781540305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/5420595241781540305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/03/check-out-this-song-manzxzx.html' title=''/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-2355483590764480524</id><published>2007-03-12T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T16:26:35.462+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='going'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cascada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='die'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the choir boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='floor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 cents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='african'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jesveena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='is'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='found'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" style="font-size: 7pt"&gt;I want to stand with you on a mountain&lt;br /&gt;I want to bathe with you in the sea&lt;br /&gt;I want to lay like this forever&lt;br /&gt;until the sky falls down on me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what happened to the african guy?&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, he kept bugging me. &lt;br /&gt;I shouted at him LOL.&lt;br /&gt;But he still called back.&lt;br /&gt;Thennnnnnn in the middle of the night he kept calling and my phone kept ringing.&lt;br /&gt;My mum woke up &amp; got annoyed. She called the police LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I know I sound like some spoiled little kid but no lor, she called herself I didnt ask her to. LOL but I did threaten the african that I would call the police. Of course, I was joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to sweep the floor today.&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;u&gt;again&lt;/u&gt;, Ms Choo would't let anybody go until she thought that the floor was clean.&lt;br /&gt;Amanda Devarajan Shu Xian escaped.&lt;br /&gt;I found a Malaysia 1 cent on the floor! HOHOHO. Then Ms Choo told me to donate it to the class fund. LOL. What can you do with half a cents? Not even the toilet la.&lt;br /&gt;And, she told me I did very very well on a maths test! YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"What are you going to use the money for, anyway?"&lt;br /&gt;"Umm. Promise you won't tell anybody?"&lt;br /&gt;"No one. Promise."&lt;br /&gt;"I want to buy.. a hot air balloon"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RfUONYWwTcI/AAAAAAAAAOY/HnZODwBdRE8/s1600-h/jesveena+cow+%5Bmy+phone%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RfUONYWwTcI/AAAAAAAAAOY/HnZODwBdRE8/s200/jesveena+cow+%5Bmy+phone%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040950980950117826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE? I DO ONE. Of Jesveena COW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-2355483590764480524?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/2355483590764480524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=2355483590764480524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/2355483590764480524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/2355483590764480524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/03/hi-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/RfUONYWwTcI/AAAAAAAAAOY/HnZODwBdRE8/s72-c/jesveena+cow+%5Bmy+phone%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-3283724403375873155</id><published>2007-03-10T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T18:10:54.543+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='call'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='african'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weirdo'/><title type='text'>africa</title><content type='html'>"hello?"&lt;br /&gt;"who is this?"&lt;br /&gt;"adfiafnlfwuier"&lt;br /&gt;"sorry?"&lt;br /&gt;"ASHDUHASD"&lt;br /&gt;"from where?"&lt;br /&gt;"AFRICA"&lt;br /&gt;"err. i think you've got the wrong number."&lt;br /&gt;"no, i got your number in my phone."&lt;br /&gt;"err, okay."&lt;br /&gt;"how are you?"&lt;br /&gt;"sorry i gotta go now byebye"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;he called me at 6.44am. but i missed call. stupid shithead. if he calls back ah. IF HE CALLS BACK..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;OH AND.&lt;br /&gt;he just smsed me! goddamnit.&lt;br /&gt;"Hi my dearly friend my name is Adams am from Africa a country called Ghana the most peaceful country in the continent. Some few days ago i bought this phone and i find some pictures and their names are Rima Samantha Delicia Wendy Sam Falicia and Weird and i also find your number in it so i decide to call you i think i realy want to be your friend so far i wanted a friend from Asia and i think i have got one and i no you will also like me"&lt;br /&gt;goddamnit. piss off stupid african guyzxzx.&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-3283724403375873155?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/3283724403375873155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=3283724403375873155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/3283724403375873155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/3283724403375873155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/03/africa.html' title='africa'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-560235026981309994</id><published>2007-03-08T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T16:15:11.483+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='class committee'/><title type='text'>Reflection</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" size="1"&gt;Every time I walk home from the MRT, I will &lt;br /&gt;reflect. Reflect on what has happened to me today. Everyday something new would happen. Whether it's good or bad, I would think about it. Is there an alternative? What did I do? Did it benefit myself or anybody? If I got scolded on that day, what did I do to make it happen? What should I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for today. We had a big scolding. Why? Because apparently, we did not listen to the class committee. Personally, I feel that it's not that we didn't listen to the class committee. I only heard the Chairman and Vice telling us what to draw. I did not hear anything else. There was shouting and screaming as there were people calling names. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt; All for one, one for all. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S IS THE S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-560235026981309994?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/560235026981309994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=560235026981309994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/560235026981309994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/560235026981309994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/03/reflection.html' title='Reflection'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-7588153318337104852</id><published>2007-03-05T22:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T23:22:27.748+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='delicious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HAHAHA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabulous'/><title type='text'>chicken stew</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Sylfaen" size="1"&gt;NEXT TIME I MAKE CHICKEN STEW FOR ALL OF YOU. &lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW AH, ALL MY FRIENDS SAY VERY NICE AND MY MUM SAID NOT BAD!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how cool is that. HUH HUH.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first time at chicken stew! hooohooo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe my childhood ambition of being a &amp;quot;cooker(cooker? cook)&amp;quot; will come true.. &lt;br /&gt;hmm. i dunno. but i dont like peeling chicken. all slimy and all.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i threw my chicken away. haha. i just peeled some of it off.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-7588153318337104852?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/7588153318337104852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=7588153318337104852&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/7588153318337104852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/7588153318337104852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/03/chicken-stew.html' title='chicken stew'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-8498380249639097388</id><published>2007-03-01T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T17:23:28.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="Georgia" style="font-size: 6pt; font-style: italic"&gt;i cant get you off my head.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if i want you to get out of my mind too.&lt;br /&gt;im still happy i knew someone like you,&lt;br /&gt;for without you,&lt;br /&gt;i'd feel i have nobody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the problem is,&lt;br /&gt;you're not here,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; you'll never be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling really depressed right now&lt;br /&gt;every time i sit down for awhile i start to think about you.&lt;br /&gt;i get depressed.&lt;br /&gt;and everything around me&lt;br /&gt;is making it far worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now,&lt;br /&gt;i do not know what to do with my life.&lt;br /&gt;should i listen to the people around me?&lt;br /&gt;should i follow what i think is best for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid to face the truth.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to admit to myself that &lt;br /&gt;you're not here.&lt;br /&gt;i know you're around me,&lt;br /&gt;but far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at the photos i have of you,&lt;br /&gt;i start to smile,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i dont know why i am.&lt;br /&gt;But when i think properly,&lt;br /&gt;I start to remember the old times.&lt;br /&gt;Then, i start thinking about my future.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" style="font-size: 6pt; font-style: italic"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Without you.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" style="font-size: 6pt; font-style: italic"&gt;come back, &amp; i won't take you for granted any more.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"do you know trini tan?"&lt;br /&gt;"yah i know her. she's my treasurer. everyday i bug her for money but she refuse to give me"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"do you know trini?"&lt;br /&gt;"yes i know her."&lt;br /&gt;"what about you?"&lt;br /&gt;"yes i know her, she's very common"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'common'?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-8498380249639097388?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/8498380249639097388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=8498380249639097388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/8498380249639097388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/8498380249639097388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-cant-get-you-off-my-head.html' title=''/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-4015434941419928821</id><published>2007-02-28T21:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T12:25:36.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;choo&lt;/u&gt;, not chew.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia" style="font-size: 7pt; text-decoration: underline" color="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im missing you more and more each day.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-4015434941419928821?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/4015434941419928821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=4015434941419928821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/4015434941419928821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/4015434941419928821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/02/choo-not-chew.html' title=''/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-2265593716331324953</id><published>2007-02-27T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T19:01:35.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay for new stuff</title><content type='html'>today was boring.&lt;br /&gt;amanda fell asleep in class twice.&lt;br /&gt;compare:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/ReQES5ysTuI/AAAAAAAAAMI/cA3aZwMXy-4/s1600-h/RIMG0211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/ReQES5ysTuI/AAAAAAAAAMI/cA3aZwMXy-4/s200/RIMG0211.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036155006104653538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/ReQEdZysTvI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Se6Mwv6ifm0/s1600-h/RIMG0210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/ReQEdZysTvI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Se6Mwv6ifm0/s200/RIMG0210.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036155186493279986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at my maths!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/ReQEnJysTwI/AAAAAAAAAMY/4hUgIdzpyJg/s1600-h/RIMG0214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/ReQEnJysTwI/AAAAAAAAAMY/4hUgIdzpyJg/s200/RIMG0214.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036155353997004546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOHO i wrote out the wrong question.&lt;br /&gt;but in the end,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/ReQE3pysTxI/AAAAAAAAAMg/yb1ZjI9pRGY/s1600-h/RIMG0216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/ReQE3pysTxI/AAAAAAAAAMg/yb1ZjI9pRGY/s200/RIMG0216.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036155637464846098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/ReQFB5ysTyI/AAAAAAAAAMo/mgLe1M843l4/s1600-h/RIMG0215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/ReQFB5ysTyI/AAAAAAAAAMo/mgLe1M843l4/s200/RIMG0215.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036155813558505250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's common&lt;br /&gt;BUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/ReQFNZysTzI/AAAAAAAAAMw/38GGbH4uemM/s1600-h/RIMG0217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/ReQFNZysTzI/AAAAAAAAAMw/38GGbH4uemM/s200/RIMG0217.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036156011127000882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/ReQPe5ysT1I/AAAAAAAAANc/OVg6LP4b1m4/s1600-h/RIMG021239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/ReQPe5ysT1I/AAAAAAAAANc/OVg6LP4b1m4/s200/RIMG021239.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036167306890989394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;notice they are all different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;!woooh&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-2265593716331324953?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/2265593716331324953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=2265593716331324953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/2265593716331324953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/2265593716331324953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/02/yay-for-new-stuff.html' title='yay for new stuff'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/ReQES5ysTuI/AAAAAAAAAMI/cA3aZwMXy-4/s72-c/RIMG0211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-1148787558724782795</id><published>2007-02-26T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T23:45:31.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><content type='html'>not much time to elaborate, just pictures.&lt;br /&gt;mr tan is damn biased, i dont like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/ReL_GZysTqI/AAAAAAAAALY/RPTBL28OyJo/s1600-h/class+treasurer+w0rhx!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/ReL_GZysTqI/AAAAAAAAALY/RPTBL28OyJo/s200/class+treasurer+w0rhx!.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035867818821439138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/ReL_RJysTrI/AAAAAAAAALg/p09xWyKzSMc/s1600-h/me+and+nedra.+big+nedra..JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/ReL_RJysTrI/AAAAAAAAALg/p09xWyKzSMc/s200/me+and+nedra.+big+nedra..JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035868003505032882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TESTING MY CAMERA ONLY NOT MY PHOTOGRAPHY SKILLS and anyway, it was in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/ReL_apysTsI/AAAAAAAAALo/IXFql1imClo/s1600-h/toe.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/ReL_apysTsI/AAAAAAAAALo/IXFql1imClo/s200/toe.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035868166713790146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my toe. now. warts+corn. ee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/ReL_lpysTtI/AAAAAAAAALw/y4xRSW4q0mU/s1600-h/banana.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/ReL_lpysTtI/AAAAAAAAALw/y4xRSW4q0mU/s200/banana.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035868355692351186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banana! vaaray peerum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rooba was following us to the toilet today, started singing the &lt;i&gt;i wanna marry my stalker&lt;/i&gt; song.&lt;br /&gt;then read teenage horoscope, [someone from my schoool is gonna confess all her feelings to me, so dont treat her like shit or insult her, just take the chance]&lt;br /&gt;what popped to my mind : ROOBA.&lt;br /&gt;LESBIANSHITZXZ head who makes me feel so uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;then ah, today i thought i was gonna partner ROOBA in the bai nian thingy, but in the end it was praveena! :D yay&lt;br /&gt;so i can greet the person in english, or make him/her more impressed by teaching praveena chinese! hohoho how cooool is that HUH HUH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE A FAN SECTION ON MY TABLE. YOU CAN COME AND SIGN ANY DAY. one day im gonna take a picture of it. my beloved fans.&lt;br /&gt;AND TODAY SOME CRANKY TEACHER RELIEFED MRS JOSEPH FOR HOME ECONS. then she fell asleep. on the chair.&lt;br /&gt;SHE CHASED MY FAN AWAY! stupid woman. poor cally ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese teacher offed fans + lights today for 1 hour, was DYING cuz i was wearing 2 shirts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-1148787558724782795?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/1148787558724782795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=1148787558724782795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/1148787558724782795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/1148787558724782795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/02/tired.html' title='tired'/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K2T8-YrtIlg/ReL_GZysTqI/AAAAAAAAALY/RPTBL28OyJo/s72-c/class+treasurer+w0rhx!.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-4277382415836417256</id><published>2007-02-25T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T16:57:24.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;"That's what real love amounts to- &lt;br /&gt;letting a person be what he really is. &lt;br /&gt;Most people love you for who you pretend to be. &lt;br /&gt;To keep their love, you keep pretending &amp; performing. &lt;br /&gt;You get to love your pretence. &lt;br /&gt;It's true, we're locked in an image, an act-” &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onegoodshow.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;font color="#E6E6E6"&gt;kyrie&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-4277382415836417256?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/4277382415836417256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=4277382415836417256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/4277382415836417256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/4277382415836417256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/02/thats-what-real-love-amounts-to-letting.html' title=''/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-8596428836207062210</id><published>2007-02-23T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T16:47:25.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI THERE.&lt;br /&gt;today, people saboed me.&lt;br /&gt;it's the saddest thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;no actually i THOUGHT i had a partner but i didnt have in the end.&lt;br /&gt;rah paired up with errrmanda, while sal paired with jus. then in the end, no partner! ): ! then sal offered to help me with sit ups while she did for justina too, so yay.&lt;br /&gt;then later our form(ms chew okay i just &lt;strike&gt;dont like&lt;/strike&gt; am not used to her name) come and say i got no partner and she'll help me do the sit ups.&lt;br /&gt;1234.&lt;br /&gt;so i had to do, and COUNT. i NEVER count. but i had to. and the way she squeezes my ankles kills me.&lt;br /&gt;then in the middle of jumping jacks my left muscle stiffened up alot and i cant really move it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, some shitty teach came to our class [ she refused to tell us her name] to relief history. then she gave out some worksheets and we all sat wherever you wanted. then amanda pushed her table forward. we laughed[NOT GIGGLED] alottttttt. well thats cuz i tried to sing some history song to old macdonald, and it didnt. really. fit. errr. yah. so we couldnt stop laughing and that stupid teach come and seperate us and pulled my table closer to DEAREST ROOBA, thank you very much. she hit my leg with the table. I WANT TO SLAP HER. me and amanda continued talking. heeheehahahoho. we drew that teacher on her vanguard sheet and amanda added some nice dots to match her face. then she put glue on it and used a scissors to CUT HER FACE.&lt;br /&gt;YES ZOMFG HAHAH. it was damn funny. we started laughing again. the teach didnt notice, dum dum.&lt;br /&gt;THEN THEN THEN IN THE MIDDLE OF HER LESSON GUESS WHO PASSED BY! &lt;strong&gt;OUR FORM AND MS WANG!&lt;/strong&gt; then we all started calling out ms wang ms wang! she came into the classroom and just waved. heeheehahahoho. she makes me laugh alot.&lt;br /&gt;then ah, after class, we talked to her for a bit. and ah, she was wearing  3/4s and slippers LEH. LEH. come to school wear like that! heehaho.&lt;br /&gt;i asked her whyyyyy cannot stayyyy. she said she has to go teach another school. how sad is that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;then ah, i ask her what school. she said kindergarden! heeheehahahoho how sweet is that. she said at first she got rejected by SAC, then later accepted thats why she could teach us for 2 weeks. but she got accepted by that kindergarden thats why she cant stay.&lt;/u&gt; how sad is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; AH! OUR FORM AH. VERY NICE. nono, not that nice nice, BUT AH, SHE COLLECTS THE MONEY FORMS ON HER OWN! heeehee! she just asks me to count and sort out the papers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that means, i can talk to amanda more&lt;/strong&gt; 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;i hope ms wang comes back more often :) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was saying that ms chew's a good teach. and her good friend. &lt;br /&gt;then someone said 'but our PE is TORTURE now!' heeheehahahoho. no actually, we just do more than usual. if you cannot ah, you jia lat. your NAPFA sure fail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today amanda was doing the leg lifting thing wrongly she looked like a nut, then everyone was laughing at her and our teach just laughed and shaked her head. LOL CRAZY RETARDED AMANDA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM HAPPY, HOW ARE YOU FEELING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[If you are charged with spending other people's money right now, act conservatively.] i read friendster's horoscopes today. omg true leh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-8596428836207062210?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/8596428836207062210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=8596428836207062210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/8596428836207062210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/8596428836207062210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/02/hi-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-3336327326363643225</id><published>2007-02-22T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T15:06:40.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woah, how hip.&lt;br /&gt;ms chew listens to mcr.&lt;br /&gt;"so cool right!"&lt;br /&gt;but she's still not fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i prefer ms wang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, had to collect more moolah today. i didnt even know it was today hahahha. so, i didnt bring the money.&lt;br /&gt;very what leh. im scared of losing the money. cuz i'd die if i did. soo. ya. today when i was talking to amanda during HOMEROOM [it's a sort of free period] i got called by ms chew. O: then she asked me to take a chair and sit beside her. i thought punishment or something, O: !&lt;br /&gt;but no, i was just sitting there doing nothing then before i could even stand up ms chew pulled mychair right beside her i nearly fell. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;i think ms chew is a weird name. it's like calling ms agnes chew! and you know ihate her.&lt;br /&gt;ms chew's okay now, like what i mentioned in my blog, but she's still not as fun/strict/sweet/comical/retarded/thegrin/ as ms wang.&lt;br /&gt;and she doesnt make our class more exciting.&lt;br /&gt;it's sad you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im starting. to. &lt;strike&gt;dislike.&lt;/strike&gt; REALLY hate someone in my class.&lt;br /&gt;she's the biasedest person ever.&lt;br /&gt;[not including MOUSE:P and LUO LAO SHI]&lt;br /&gt;krrh.&lt;br /&gt;5 girls in my class cried already, and each one of them cried more than once.&lt;br /&gt;it's annoyingggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;howell, my blog is like a thing to complain heeheehahahoho.&lt;br /&gt;i shall.&lt;br /&gt;stop.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-3336327326363643225?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/3336327326363643225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=3336327326363643225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/3336327326363643225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/3336327326363643225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/02/woah-how-hip.html' title=''/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-201267261474413064</id><published>2007-02-21T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T17:16:39.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ZOMG i don't like ms chew! ): !&lt;br /&gt;&amp; we're gonna be stuck with her for 3 months! &lt;b&gt;3 months!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss wang come backzxzx. we're suffering here.&lt;br /&gt;she just keeps shouting. shouting shouting shouting.&lt;br /&gt;she's not fun. &lt;br /&gt;she's in dragon boating, that's why she's damn tanned, and she does the push ups(which is the girls one, much tougher than the guy's one) like she's lifting her finger.&lt;br /&gt;she made us run today, it was quite slow, but quite a few rounds, it wasnt tiring. she said it was about 600m only. no wonder la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever, but she's still not fun! she should be funner.&lt;br /&gt;ms wang is comical. haha really. but she does get angry okay. we just keep our mouths shut then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today during math it was really quiet. cuz no one dared to offend ms chew. 1234&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms lee came back today. :D we miss her loads.&lt;br /&gt;she cut her hair[fringe] heeheehahahoho she looks. weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we missed geography today, yay. &amp; we only got 15 mins of recess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i dont know ms chew but she might be nice in the end, you know [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ONLY SUBJECT I LOOK FORWARD TO IS CHINESE BECAUSE CHINESE IS FUN.&lt;br /&gt;ESPECIALLY NEXT WEEK! WE ARE GONNA BAI NIAN PEEPUR MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss miss wangzxzxzxz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-201267261474413064?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/201267261474413064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=201267261474413064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/201267261474413064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/201267261474413064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/02/zomg-ms-chew-suckzxzx-were-gonna-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35288061.post-6550966182546067267</id><published>2007-02-20T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T16:46:35.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just realised something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ten   nis&lt;br /&gt;three nis&lt;br /&gt;tri   nis&lt;br /&gt;tri   ni&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amelia is going through a HARD time to find out what ms wang's name is.&lt;br /&gt;okay wait, maybe i really shouldnt.&lt;br /&gt;cuz it's a secrett.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; zomfg i know how old she is now! heeheehahahoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; YOU DONT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; ms lee is damn good at tennis, i got prove babe&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35288061-6550966182546067267?l=martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/feeds/6550966182546067267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35288061&amp;postID=6550966182546067267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/6550966182546067267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35288061/posts/default/6550966182546067267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinifortheunderage.blogspot.com/2007/02/theres-no-sun-in-my-life-i-miss-colleen.html' title=''/><author><name>Trini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11412229378844196040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqRtOdt_31s/Tt-ZJ9dDyJI/AAAAAAAABdQ/WBX6E_l-oGc/s220/Snapshot_201111277_31%2Bcrop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
