<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:00:03.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*'`'+.,.the light of a fallen star.,.+'`'*</title><subtitle type='html'>my life. my fears. my hopes. my dreams.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>388</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-112377110837375160</id><published>2005-08-11T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T22:38:28.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THERES A HUGE SCRATCH ON MY NICE GREEN PENCILBOX! $#@%^&amp;*):</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/112377110837375160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/112377110837375160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112377110837375160' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-112288622847708789</id><published>2005-08-01T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T16:50:28.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i think its time for another blog timeout.(:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/112288622847708789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/112288622847708789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112288622847708789' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-112160107635501112</id><published>2005-07-17T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T19:55:50.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lay your head on my pillowHere you can be yourselfNo one has to know what you are feelingNo one but me and youI won'ttell your secretsYour secrets are safe with meI will keep your secretsJust think of me as the pages in your diaryI feel such a connectionEven when you’re far away, mmmOoo baby, if there is anything that you fear (anything)Call 9-(: and I'll be hereI won't tell your secretsYour </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/112160107635501112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/112160107635501112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112160107635501112' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-112109429983667111</id><published>2005-07-11T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T23:04:59.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>'why did you come back?' she asked.he replied, 'because i realised, i'd rather fight with you than make love to anyone else.'sweetest line ive ever heard.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/112109429983667111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/112109429983667111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112109429983667111' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-112074402284457886</id><published>2005-07-07T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T21:47:02.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LALALAALALALA POOOPOOOOPOOOO(:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/112074402284457886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/112074402284457886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112074402284457886' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-112065521353595193</id><published>2005-07-06T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T21:06:53.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Mandy Moore]Ninety miles outside Chicago,Can't stop driving, I don't know whySo many questions, I need an answerTwo years later you're still on my mind [Jonathan Foreman]Whatever happened to Amelia Earhart?Who holds the stars up in the sky?Is true love just once in a lifetime?[Both] Did the captain of the titanic cry? [Chorus][Both] Someday we'll know[Mandy] If love can move a mountain[Both] </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/112065521353595193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/112065521353595193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112065521353595193' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-112065294892447285</id><published>2005-07-06T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T20:29:08.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IM BACK(((:sydney was really really nice. i love the choir((: and i love my bunkmate and my neh-neh partner and my gay partner and my girlfriend and my indian girlfriend and my les partner and my ellen mummy and my fellow bimbo and all the others oh man i love you guys so muchh!!((: special memories. singing in the sydney opera house, the sydney town hall, st andrews cathedral, to random wedding </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/112065294892447285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/112065294892447285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112065294892447285' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111978770430367811</id><published>2005-06-26T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T20:08:24.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you're beautiful, you're beautiful.you're beautiful, it's true.i saw your face in a crowded place,and I don't know what to do,'cause I'll never be with you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111978770430367811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111978770430367811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111978770430367811' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111960714603688234</id><published>2005-06-24T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T17:59:06.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>how did i get stuck in this mess anyway. this sucks, really sucks, and i have homework to finish.):</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111960714603688234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111960714603688234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111960714603688234' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111960704737694421</id><published>2005-06-24T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T17:57:27.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>never so miserable since, i dunno. ever?):no la not miserable, just crazy.OK IM CRAZY NOW. SO STAY AWAY. JUST STAY AWAY. SHUT UP AND STAY AWAY.sot ):</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111960704737694421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111960704737694421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111960704737694421' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111960658207298047</id><published>2005-06-24T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T17:49:48.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ARGHH. this is irritating. IRRITATING PIG.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111960658207298047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111960658207298047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111960658207298047' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111960215856587169</id><published>2005-06-24T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T16:36:05.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YOU ARE A PIG.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111960215856587169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111960215856587169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111960215856587169' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111927616751573999</id><published>2005-06-20T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T22:02:47.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>theres so much to say abt nz i dunno where to start. ahhh. nvm heck shall just leave it for another dayy. (:been having choir everyday since coming back to sgp. full dress and whatnot. HEY SEH, today, damn long! HAHAHA. stupid steffi. my costume is gross. nellie the space slut(: ahahahahaaa.ok this is stupid. bye.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111927616751573999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111927616751573999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111927616751573999' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111927601207149801</id><published>2005-06-20T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T22:00:18.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>__REOPENED(:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111927601207149801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111927601207149801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111927601207149801' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111720547834062590</id><published>2005-05-27T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T22:51:18.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>temporarily closed(:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111720547834062590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111720547834062590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111720547834062590' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111686016684611087</id><published>2005-05-23T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T22:56:06.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AHHH CAN SOMEONE JUST KILL ME.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111686016684611087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111686016684611087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111686016684611087' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111676556722513284</id><published>2005-05-22T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T20:39:27.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today's been a good day(: hmm. there have been many good days(: and im in a good mood(:ahh help im gg crazy.went to mich's today to make dough. super super fun. some people are just so weird. omg. hahaha. ahhh. you know i think this has been the best birthday ever, with the bestest presents(: everythinggg!ok shut up.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111676556722513284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111676556722513284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111676556722513284' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111669157446471714</id><published>2005-05-21T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T00:06:14.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mm might as well do a proper entry LA. hahas.last night was the best night in a long long long time(: had choir in sch till 5.30, then rushed off to change n bathe before meeting them at swensens. ama and cheryl look like hothot babes with makeup man. ): and cam the chilli padi! and of course, reks' nice shortshort skirt(: whoots everyone looked good la(: ate like pigs. had baked rice. then we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111669157446471714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111669157446471714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111669157446471714' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111668986083763780</id><published>2005-05-21T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T23:37:40.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>20.05.2005because you all made this day special. or should i say, night.i love you(:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111668986083763780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111668986083763780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111668986083763780' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111641900293216557</id><published>2005-05-18T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T20:34:21.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i went to your blog just now. yeah you know what im scared of going there now. seeing what you wrote just hurts. yeah. even though we were never the closest od the close, it does. ok nvm anyway you dont come here. which is a good thing. i dunno la. maybe its good to leave things the way they are now. like nothing ever happened. yupp.cam's ears are nice to play with(: ok random. evening by the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111641900293216557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111641900293216557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111641900293216557' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111608186815484696</id><published>2005-05-14T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T18:47:28.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i hate egoists. people that think the whole word evolves around them and that their presence isnt befitting for us humble people. these people are deluded and annoying and i dont like them one bit. one second thought, they just piss me off. whatever la. u idiot. i hope you get fired or something. for sure im not going back there again.went to taka aftr lit trip meeting today with jill tan and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111608186815484696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111608186815484696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111608186815484696' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111599772277979670</id><published>2005-05-13T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T23:22:02.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh man was super tired todayy. slpet during first period. plee. man she made me so damn pissed.. eurgh. mr tang is evil! ok nvm. after choir met nat for dinner at parkway. waited till 7pm. -.- evill. nad couldnt make it at the alst minute so im meeting her n sam tmr. had dinner at kfc. bandito AGAIN. forced nat to try it. ahahahaa. man im gna kill steffi she got me started on this -.- talked alot</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111599772277979670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111599772277979670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111599772277979670' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111581533039627755</id><published>2005-05-11T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T20:42:10.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mmm happy birthday to meeee(: imma shorty n its muh birthday, we're gonn' party like its muh bithdayyyeeeeee. ok nvm. -_-ahh they were so mean to me today luh! reks jill cheryl cam koon ama ying. &gt;:( ahahahaa. but the joke fell through halfway HAH. =P evil people nearly made me cry during recess luhh! ): hahaaa! revenge of the sith!anywayyy, thanks to everyone that made my birthday this year one </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111581533039627755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111581533039627755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111581533039627755' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111573065552964298</id><published>2005-05-10T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T21:10:55.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>lalalaaaa. choir today was fun. after that went to bugis with steffi nellie n sarah for bandito pockets AGAIN. i tell u thats the only spicy thing im willing to take. ahahahaa. the choir musical this year is pretty...sensual. O.Ostupid bio remedial and pl meetingg. cant go back to kcp. then cant go for dinner with them either. haha was pretty amusing cos celestine and nat called abt it and nat </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111573065552964298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111573065552964298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111573065552964298' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111563922357414011</id><published>2005-05-09T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T19:47:03.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>not gonna let you break me. not gonna let you affect me. hey, i'll just assume nothing ever ever happened, it was all a dream.a fragment of my past? yeah.    (:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111563922357414011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111563922357414011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111563922357414011' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111563808380527832</id><published>2005-05-09T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T19:28:03.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>please dont screw it up for me please. argh this is frustrating.and i would answer all your wishesif you asked me tobut if you deny me one of your kissesdont know what i'd do(:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111563808380527832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111563808380527832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111563808380527832' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111553014932203663</id><published>2005-05-08T13:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T13:29:09.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I guess this time you're really leaving,I heard your suitcase say goodbye.And as my broken heart lies bleeding,they say true love is suicide.You say you've cried a thousand rivers,and now you're swimming for the shore.You left me drowning in my tears,and you won't save me anymore.Now I'm praying to God you'll give me one more chance, girl.I'll be there for youThese five words I swear to you.When </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111553014932203663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111553014932203663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111553014932203663' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111552969901269347</id><published>2005-05-08T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T13:21:39.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>happy mothers' day mummy(:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111552969901269347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111552969901269347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111552969901269347' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111547798649206365</id><published>2005-05-07T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T22:59:46.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>blogging phase. heck even blogging rubbish makes me feel good haahas.4 more days and i dont really care. help im scared i dont want it to be a bad day. please dont ruin it for me.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111547798649206365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111547798649206365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111547798649206365' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111547569324308717</id><published>2005-05-07T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T22:21:35.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>'its gonna be one emo night.'you know what i think so too. im getting those weird vibes agn. and repeated memory relapses of things i dont ever wanna think abt. you know i seriously think im stupid. i keep trusting the wrong people. and if thats not bad enough. after proving 500 times theyre arent true, i still bloody go back to them. im so stupiddddddd i hate it.omgg suddenly everything seems </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111547569324308717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111547569324308717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111547569324308717' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111547483256953460</id><published>2005-05-07T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T22:07:12.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok now im mad. you know what i'll say it now. to me, youre all unreal. and i dont need fake people in my life. i pour out my feelings to you and you take it as a joke to share with a HUGE group of friends. and turn it into raging gossip. well. thanks.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111547483256953460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111547483256953460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111547483256953460' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111545022767496077</id><published>2005-05-07T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T15:17:07.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yesterdayy aftr choir. hmm. you know what when i saw u it just hurt. it just did. and i know its all my freaking fault. i was the one that screwed it all up. a terrible feeling of guilt and regret, and perhaps a tinge of jealousy was eating me up. ok fine i'll admit tt. ah screw. ive lost a reindeer.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111545022767496077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111545022767496077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111545022767496077' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111539489044184103</id><published>2005-05-06T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T23:54:50.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i woke up this morning with a smile on my faceand nobody's gonna bring me down todaybeen feeling like nothing's been going my way latelyi decided right here, right now,that my outlook's gonna changethat's why i'm gonnasay goodbyeto all the tears i've criedevery time somebody hurt my pridefeelin' like they won't let me live life,and take the time to look at what is minei seeeveryblessingso clearly</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111539489044184103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111539489044184103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111539489044184103' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111539300741952007</id><published>2005-05-06T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T23:23:27.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>imma guy. ok but nvm cos I HAVE MY CHERIE ahahaa omgg. my cherie had better be steffi OR ELSE man. ahahaahaaa. TUTTI FRUITTI. yup girl we shall make the best outta it yeah(:i hoped reks liked her present with the thingthingthing in it(: u veh apple lehh!(: she jill cheryl cam n koon rawk my little socks(: and ama n ying whoooots! and choir peeps tooo. i love those that are trueee.  (:kk imma go </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111539300741952007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111539300741952007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111539300741952007' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111529905272721388</id><published>2005-05-05T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T21:17:32.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>didnt go to sch ytd i missed hiphop with brigid!!ahhh. ): but i missed the physics test too which apparently was a killer so hehh.EH! U VEH APPLE! =Pchoir's getting more n more fun. i need to learn how to be more hiao and seductive? omg tt sounds wrong but its true. choreography for maddcap RAWKS. just that mr ghani makes some, uh. extraordinary noises that are seriously unnecessary. hahaha. u </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111529905272721388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111529905272721388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111529905272721388' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111504094269121490</id><published>2005-05-02T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T21:35:42.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>long weekend. sat was fun. the line at shangri-la's nice. ive never been out from 8am to 3am new record haha. infatuation by christina aguilera is sexy. im talking random i hvnt studied for physics im screwed!! mathmathmath is bad for me. ):</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111504094269121490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111504094269121490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111504094269121490' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111501414493351853</id><published>2005-05-02T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T14:09:04.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i &lt;3 wonderwall!!poooooooooooooooool!! ok shutup.work. ):</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111501414493351853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111501414493351853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111501414493351853' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111494908505122180</id><published>2005-05-01T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T20:04:45.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you know i dont like watching movies like runaway bride anymore. they make me sad.been eating super alot. esp ytd. like what me n reks n cheryl ate during falg day selling wasnt enough, me and viola had to be PIGS aftr tt. arghh. whatever it is, ytd was a really good day. just was. i havent been feeling this way in a long time.you are complicated. but i dont really care anymore. think what you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111494908505122180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111494908505122180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111494908505122180' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111494727175273560</id><published>2005-05-01T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T19:59:50.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When you refuse meYou confuse meWhat makes you think I'll let you in again?Think again my friendGo on misuse me and abuse meI'll come out stronger in the endDoes it make you sadTo find yourself alone?Does it make you madTo find that I have grown?Bet it hurts so badTo see the strength that I have shownWhen you answer the door, pick up the phone,You won't find me 'cause I'm not coming homeYou do </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111494727175273560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111494727175273560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111494727175273560' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111492191550975249</id><published>2005-05-01T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T12:31:55.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>never thought i could feel this way again. i love you all so damn much!thank you God, please keep things this way. (:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111492191550975249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111492191550975249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111492191550975249' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111478926687120764</id><published>2005-04-29T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T23:41:06.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>cry me a river.too bad for you.cos i found out first hand.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111478926687120764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111478926687120764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111478926687120764' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111477983958100579</id><published>2005-04-29T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T21:03:59.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Name: zaraAge: less than 2weeks to 15(:Your family calls you: zara and other embarassing names i wont mention.Your friends call you: zara, zar, fungusFavorite no./s: 8,9Are you more of a pessimist or optimist? depends.guess im more of a pessimist, but when im optimistic, its mostly naive optimism. haha.The person you love most? YOU! :pAre you in a relationship?: nopeWhat time is it?: 8.33pmLast </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111477983958100579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111477983958100579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111477983958100579' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111468161625398002</id><published>2005-04-28T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T17:46:56.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just leave the world be. i'll just stick to what i think is right.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111468161625398002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111468161625398002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111468161625398002' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111451385791516118</id><published>2005-04-26T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T19:14:36.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>teen drinking is very bad.ahh blogging phase!!tipsy rocks my socks tipsy rocks my socks tipsy rocks my socks.dooooooooooooop.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111451385791516118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111451385791516118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111451385791516118' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111451302130032602</id><published>2005-04-26T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T18:57:01.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh i forgot to mention.im officially ama's beyonce shake sucessor(:so check this out. I GOT HIT BY A BUS TODAY BABY. A BIG BUS.can you hear me can you hear me can you hear me.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111451302130032602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111451302130032602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111451302130032602' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111451221993650999</id><published>2005-04-26T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T18:43:39.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hmm. basically spent the whole of contact time running arnd the sec3 block holding a pair of white lacy boxers. sayang laa. come back so late. mr tang saw me n reks playing with it. ahhh. -dies- anyway. HOPE YOU LIKE YOUR PRESENT JILL!! im sure it'll come in useful soon. =P HAHAHAHAHA.today was lousy. mr tang cracked a retarded joke during physics cos i was leaning my head on my hands. -.- 'dont </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111451221993650999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111451221993650999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111451221993650999' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111443176713274355</id><published>2005-04-25T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T20:22:47.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>in the middle of watching tv just now i finally realised. after months. why i felt so different, and what exactly was it i missed.AND I FEEL SO DAMN STUPID.its not something i can ever get back.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111443176713274355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111443176713274355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111443176713274355' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111441738548577721</id><published>2005-04-25T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T16:23:05.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>h34t8y42tfg i cant believe i actually said that. ARGH.anw 2.4 today was pretty ok. we all stank. whee so nice. chem was screwed and chinese was screwed. had a tummyache throughout the day. sprained my ankle WALKING TO THE TOILET. -.-i hope hotmail screws up.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111441738548577721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111441738548577721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111441738548577721' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111433624518138798</id><published>2005-04-24T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T17:50:45.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>arghhh. my conc span scmi!):</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111433624518138798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111433624518138798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111433624518138798' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111423708926001529</id><published>2005-04-23T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T14:18:09.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ive been feeling damn weird the past few days. super mood-swingy n thinking abt things i shldnt even be giving the time of the day to at all. mhmm. today im finally returning back to normal haha(: really sorry to those that had to endure the brunt of my retarded mood. ):my cousin is sucha player, its scary. haha. i learnt a lesson frm him, and that is that words are nothing. chances are, the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111423708926001529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111423708926001529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111423708926001529' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111417832479810675</id><published>2005-04-22T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T21:58:44.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i owe cheryl big time. seriously its super irri how a guys mind works. seriously. theyre like...weird.songs from choir are kinda ok. i like the sing to the dawn ones. mhmm. esp when all the tears hv dried(: super nice n HIGH omg haha. we were turning purple trying to reach some notes in the original version. then during this other song mrs wang handed me the tabla? o.O so i tried to play to the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111417832479810675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111417832479810675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111417832479810675' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111417681730536961</id><published>2005-04-22T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T21:33:37.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bluegh. i dont believe anymore.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111417681730536961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111417681730536961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111417681730536961' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111408023327827684</id><published>2005-04-21T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T18:43:53.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its pointless.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111408023327827684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111408023327827684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111408023327827684' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111407824727381763</id><published>2005-04-21T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T18:10:47.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>in a faeifaetgeig mood today. just super...NNNNNGGGARGHH. dont feel like doing anything but sleep till tmr. for no apparent reason im grouched out. maybe its the lack of sleep. and the fact that and so it goes is stuck in my head agn isnt helping things. not like i can hear it so everytime i wanna hear it i hvto force some choir peeps to sing the harmony with me. like today durin recess. then </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111407824727381763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111407824727381763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111407824727381763' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111400479904719889</id><published>2005-04-20T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T21:46:39.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111400479904719889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111400479904719889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111400479904719889' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111399020942037761</id><published>2005-04-20T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T17:43:29.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>seriously. zara's ben a bad girl. i dun think ive sworn as much as i have in the past 24++hrs. like seriously. argh. i think i do bad things when im a bad mood and say bad stuff.): like the f-word. i like normally hardly use it. it was spewing out everywhere today. eeeeuuuuuuurrghhh.i feel really bad abt the mrt thing todayy. made sarah nellie n steffi wait for me at the stop and miss THREE </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111399020942037761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111399020942037761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111399020942037761' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111373940842500498</id><published>2005-04-17T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T20:03:28.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>our lives couldnt have been more different. we're like. summer and winter. you'll never fit into my life and i'll never fit into yours. i always knew that, just that im feeling it more than ever now. today. yes, today. i guess i just found out what exactly its like on the other side.this thing in particular has been bothering me today. hmm.</summary><link 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you gotta let them fallI wish that I could snap my fingersErase the past but noYou cannot rewind realityOnce the tape's unrolledIf your spirit's broken and you can't bear the pain I will help you put </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111373630566940618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111373630566940618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111373630566940618' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111373581739766974</id><published>2005-04-17T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T19:13:34.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you know what's one of my favourite songs of all time? like seriousl,y no one knows this one cos i myself hvnt heard it since i was p5. n i dont sing it in sch, its not very singable. never too far by mariah carey. like. ahh. i cant find it anwhere!!):ok random. bio sucks!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111373581739766974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111373581739766974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111373581739766974' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111366844009740397</id><published>2005-04-16T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T00:20:40.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>spent 3hrs at mos burger today doing amath. or atleast, trying to get it. viola wong rocks my socks!! thanks for tutoring me(: and yes we love ketchup. ahahahaa. seriously. my amath is so screwed. my physics too. arghhhhh. ): oh and my cantonese scmi.):poo i feel so stupid i actually thought ama's bday was the 21st of APRIL, not august. i got her present alrdy lah!!!&gt;:( stupid zara.not much else </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111366844009740397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111366844009740397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111366844009740397' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111357398770551721</id><published>2005-04-15T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T22:06:27.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>booooo. okay shall update abt choir today. ahahas.hmm k. so. gold. or as nellie says we should say - GOLD! hahahas. but no honours. was kinda disappointed at first. most of us were all quiet in the bus n all. then cos lotsa sec3s couldnt make it, so we postponed the swensens dinner. ): after that went to sakae sushi to pig out with gen, viola, sarah, nellie n ellen. we seriously PIGGED OUT. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111357398770551721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111357398770551721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111357398770551721' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111329392406843076</id><published>2005-04-12T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T17:59:56.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>plans for today were spoiled. if i knew i shlve said yes man. then called steffi agn but she wanted to go home and sleep.): nvm shall go tmr instead. then cheryl can join us(: yayness. hahs.today was bad. started bad got worse in the middle n ended off BAAAAD. not blaming anyone though. have no one to blame but myself for having the wrong priorities and for being so EMOTIONALLY ATTACHED to thngs </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111329392406843076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111329392406843076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111329392406843076' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111322937807392262</id><published>2005-04-11T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T22:22:58.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ahh I NEED TO START PRACTISING THE PIANO. its been almost MONTHS argh. ): on the way home today i told steffi i played the piano and she was like O.O 'YOU play the piano??'AHHHH. ):went to blush! aftr sch with steffi. gg back on wed to buy(: hohoho. then bought back some yakotori thing. super NICE gosh. argh ive been eating sososo much. ):saddd ): zara hell needs to buck up her work before she </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111322937807392262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111322937807392262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111322937807392262' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111312799516169195</id><published>2005-04-10T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T20:06:17.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bad yesterday. bad today.why?FOOD OVERLOAD!!!!):frustrated. so so frustrated. look okay. im no sad. and i dont want anything from you anymore. i dont want things to go back to how they were, i dont want to start anew...again. frankly, i dont really want anything to do with you anymore. but i cant stop myself from caring. its like...a resposibilty i cant seem to shrug off. i wish i could love you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111312799516169195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111312799516169195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111312799516169195' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111287683067097261</id><published>2005-04-07T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T20:27:10.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tomorrow. tommorow tommorow tommorow.argh im chickentardedly scared. practice today was bad. got everyone super freaked out. guess we were too complacent aftr ytd's prac. sighs. had sectional talks. even steffi was super freaked out n scared. hahaha. if we dont get our notes for mamoru we're in deep shit arghs. okok shut up. think positive.3 whole months of work. we're not gg to let it go to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111287683067097261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111287683067097261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111287683067097261' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111279521177005887</id><published>2005-04-06T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T21:46:51.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nunca mas he vuelto amar de esa manera, quisas jamas lo hare, Es la historia de mi primer amor.nice(:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111279521177005887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111279521177005887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111279521177005887' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111279503238893914</id><published>2005-04-06T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T21:43:52.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YES i actually got through today :Dtests were screwed. especially amath. screwed. ):syf in 2days. lets kick ass!(:i dont think i miss you. but i sense your absence.hohoho!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111279503238893914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111279503238893914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111279503238893914' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111253322870117651</id><published>2005-04-03T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T21:00:28.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i just wanna go back to kcp and kneel infront of Mother Mary's sanctuary and pray.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111253322870117651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111253322870117651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111253322870117651' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111252787800669311</id><published>2005-04-03T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T19:31:18.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YAY. com's finally back. (:just got a surprise testimonial from valerie.(: seema! damn i miss my first best friend. ): doing super well in sss hahaha.sports day was good. except for the last minute decision of making me run. was super scared shit never ran a proepr race in my entire life. ironic that i should mention this right aftr talking abt seema hur. youngest girl ever to participate in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111252787800669311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111252787800669311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111252787800669311' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111252800398035034</id><published>2005-04-02T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T19:34:40.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My shattered dreams and broken heartAre mending on the shelfI saw you holding handsStanding close to someone elseNow I sit all aloneWishing all my feeling was goneI gave my best to youNothing for me to doBut have one last cryOne last cryBefore I leave it all behindI've gotta put you out of my mind this timeStop living a lieI guess I'm down to my last cryI was here, you were thereGuess we never </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111252800398035034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111252800398035034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111252800398035034' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111218707499454329</id><published>2005-03-30T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T20:51:14.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I LOVE NELLIE!!(:(:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111218707499454329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111218707499454329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111218707499454329' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111210809490570834</id><published>2005-03-29T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T22:54:54.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok thats it. im fed up. with everything okay. stop thinking the world is about you. youre not the only one that goes through hard time. why dont you open up your eyes and see the world does not evolve around you.argh. whatever. im too tired too fed up to clean up whatever wrong impressions people have of me. if you wanna believe im the bad one, go ahead. if you wanna believe that whatever i did </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111210809490570834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111210809490570834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111210809490570834' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111209605483392079</id><published>2005-03-29T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T19:34:14.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>please okay. just think.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111209605483392079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111209605483392079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111209605483392079' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111202304200637748</id><published>2005-03-28T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T23:17:22.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh yesss my com is working again.found out some stuff tonight. whatever la. im no going to bother. al i can say is i dont think i'l be able to forgive you in the near future. and after what i heard, im not sorry.found out some stuff over the weekend. bittersweet. guess fate really knows how to play people. gosh. hahhaa. nvm. im content with the way we are now(:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111202304200637748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111202304200637748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111202304200637748' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111176217980853529</id><published>2005-03-25T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T22:49:39.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.uoy evol ot gninnigeb mi kniht i</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111176217980853529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111176217980853529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111176217980853529' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111176191777273258</id><published>2005-03-25T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T22:45:17.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WIFE?!?!-runs awayy-and he asked whether he could.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111176191777273258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111176191777273258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111176191777273258' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111175955384764697</id><published>2005-03-25T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T22:05:53.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i thought ytd was shit. but the night turned out shittier. terrible terrible terrible. thanks to all those that were there for me. i cant wait till i turn 21 i tell u. then i wont have to tolerate crap like that. argh.woke up at like, 6am? replied a msg, then went back to sleep. had a dream abt the sender. hahahaa damn weird. in a funny way(: hahahaa. then went out. eyes were gross n puffy.): </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111175955384764697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111175955384764697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111175955384764697' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111166199064902951</id><published>2005-03-24T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T18:59:50.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today was a bad day.): recess was super amusing though, haha. anyway. i think aftr today, i owe alot of ppl sorrys -im sorry reks for being such an ass and yelling at you. i know tt badge thing probably has something to do with me, since im such a lousy class rep. im really really sorry.im sorry mich for being so blackfaced and stony at the start of the day and not talking much when u talked to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111166199064902951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111166199064902951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111166199064902951' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111166095272593892</id><published>2005-03-24T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T18:42:32.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>talking to nellie is nice and introspective. i love my owner so much(:mad. so mad. at myself. why was i so BLIND damnnit.i actually felt GUILTY today. GUILTY. i felt so damn BAD. wondered whether i was making a mistake, whether i was being to damn rash. felt so HORRIBLE the whole day. couldnt even concentrate properly during choir. as hard as i tried. i actually let myself lose focus during choir</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111166095272593892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111166095272593892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111166095272593892' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111149311294473759</id><published>2005-03-22T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T20:05:12.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ohohoh!HAPPY BIRTHDAY NAD!!!!!hey babe! happy fifteenth(: my God this year marks the 8th year ive known u..thats half our lives!! thanks so much for all the wacky memories and all those times, even now(: , when youve been there for me, providing me with a listening ear and all those times we've spent just gossiping gossiping gossiping. =P and the FIGHTS!! ahahahaa. i think we spent abt a total of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111149311294473759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111149311294473759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111149311294473759' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111148905195842420</id><published>2005-03-22T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T18:57:31.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i cant believe u. i seriously cant believe u.i never knew u were so twisted, u two faced (insert whatever word u called me dear, YES IM USING IT BACK). i never knew u could be so hypocritical. off all people. YOU. i never thought YOU, of all ppl, would do this to me. why dont u take a little bit of time and think abt it. think abt our whole damn journey from day one. and ask yourself whether what</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111148905195842420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111148905195842420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111148905195842420' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111140641367765532</id><published>2005-03-21T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T20:00:13.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>arghhhh youre so twisted.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111140641367765532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111140641367765532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111140641367765532' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111132628922639101</id><published>2005-03-20T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T21:44:49.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>friendster hopping is kinda getting to me. realised ive known some of these ppl for more than half my life. like nad n shanny n sara. and its scary to see how some of them have changed so drastically. and sometimes seeing the pics of them all tgthr, the cliques still intact frm yesteryear...kinda makes me wish i were there with them. (omg this is scary just as im typing this 3 kcp ppl logged at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111132628922639101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111132628922639101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111132628922639101' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111131681123030366</id><published>2005-03-20T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T19:06:51.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wheeee friendster hopping is fun. hahaha. finding out lotsa new interesting stuff. like how shanny uhm. breakdances now. O.O shannon chia breakdancing i wanna seee. and nad has TWO brimming accnts alrdy. and ofcourse. traumatising pics. im really traumatised k. silly nikki is just plain amused. -.- most of the prefects frm kcp turned out kinda wonky :s oh and incase nad reads this. i said most.(:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111131681123030366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111131681123030366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111131681123030366' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111130077642831104</id><published>2005-03-20T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T14:39:36.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ARGH LYNETTE TOOK STUPID PICTURES OF ME LOOKING TOUCHED WHEN THEY SANG 'AND SO IT GOES'!!!!-dies-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111130077642831104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111130077642831104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111130077642831104' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111116210887163720</id><published>2005-03-18T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T00:08:28.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today rocked. except for the fact tt i had almost no voice n had to croak out my singing. but it turned out pretty okay. not really satisfied with the end result though. but heck.i love love love sc choir(((:recorded till about 3plus. then went up to the audio room to listen. super super cool. all the overlappings n stuff. mikes n cams. whoooots. so yup. all of us crowded in there. started going </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111116210887163720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111116210887163720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111116210887163720' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111104603913169981</id><published>2005-03-16T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T18:31:56.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just to clarify. my last 2 entries were not about anyone in particular. at all. the song is just nice. it was the '03syf song. and the prev entry is just a thing on how i felt aftr talking to nellie. yes. just incase(: there are all just my thoughts.speaking of thoughts.i believe everyone deserves a second chance. that is, if they show that they deserve it. i really get mad when ppl discriminate.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111104603913169981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111104603913169981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111104603913169981' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111064427055169984</id><published>2005-03-13T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T00:17:50.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>too late to update about today's details. talked quite abit to nellie today. guess everything really happens for a reason, and more often than not, you find yourself victim to fate. and yet, you gotta leave it all to it. fate. even f it plays games with you and turns your world upside down. theres nothing you can do. sad huh. i guess after listening, im afraid of ever falling in love. love can be</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111064427055169984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111064427055169984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111064427055169984' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111064038303926656</id><published>2005-03-12T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T23:13:03.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In every heart, there is a room,A sanctuary safe and strong.To heal the wounds of lovers pastUntil a new one comes along.I spoke to you in cautious tones,You answered me with no pretense.And still I feel I said too much.My silence is my self-defense.And everytime I've held a rose,It seems I only felt the thorns.And so it goes, and so it goes,And so will you soon, I suppose.But if my silence made </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111064038303926656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111064038303926656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111064038303926656' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111045958596346789</id><published>2005-03-11T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T23:23:55.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok. so we didnt get into the finals for chinese talentime. guess we were kinda disappointed aftr all the hope we had been given by others. was practically squeezing all the blood outta cam's hands when waiting for the results. haha. ohwell. had a great great time watching the other classes though. esp the 'sexy boy boy' thingy one. super cute la. reks cam jill can amah n i were gg crazy dancing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111045958596346789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111045958596346789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111045958596346789' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111046133512429645</id><published>2005-03-10T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T21:28:55.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And how I cried and tried and tried to make you stay with meBut still you said that love was gone and that I had to leavedont play with me, dont play with mecausewhat goes around comes aroundwhat goes up must come downLord knows it wasn't easy, believe me. Never thought you'd be the one that would deceive me And never do what you supposed to do. No need to hose me, fool, 'cause i'm over you. its </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111046133512429645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111046133512429645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111046133512429645' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111028108069740978</id><published>2005-03-08T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T19:24:40.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>we got into the finals(: super funny hahaha i think me n cam are getting married agn. =P im happy cuz i got to eat my tako pachi ytd(((: hahahaa and hanwei is so lousy. he's sick on his while im still living:D ok shant be mean. haha. he stole my earsticks anyway. pokk. felt so insecure without them today.): had the mask painting thing today. hella boring. nearly wanted to sleep. jillian is a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111028108069740978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111028108069740978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111028108069740978' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111011684917929215</id><published>2005-03-06T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T21:47:29.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you know what. i really dislike those ppl who disregard everyone around them once they get attached. and their world is just all about their boyfriend/girlfriend, and they just completely disregard and abandon all those friends that have been sticking by them all through the times theyve been hurt by their significant other. and then when things get sour between them and their honeybuns they turn</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111011684917929215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111011684917929215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111011684917929215' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111010746015163349</id><published>2005-03-06T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T19:11:00.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>could've been so beautifulcould've been so rightbut how do you know what could've beenon a cold and lonely night?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111010746015163349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111010746015163349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111010746015163349' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-111002216870923323</id><published>2005-03-05T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T19:29:28.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i miss it.i miss sleeping in tents.i miss cooking our own food, as gross as it may be.i miss becky's weird noises and getting thrashed by her in her sleep.i miss abby's fast talking.i miss kimby's complaints abt her tanlines.i miss borrowing becky's repellant n abby's anti-itch gel n kimby's cooling mist.i miss reks' snake dance.i miss laughing at reks' snake dance.i miss shi's mindless </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111002216870923323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/111002216870923323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111002216870923323' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-110995131259945846</id><published>2005-03-04T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T18:57:53.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im back with sandfly bites and the most disgusting sunburnt nose the world has ever seen. obs rawked.damn miss it super super alot....):day1didnt do much. took a bus down to ponggol jetty frm sch. sang spastic songs on the way there. cam is lousy, she doesnt know the lyrics for sunday morning -.- reached the jetty. me n jillian got separated frm the rest in the boat there. we took the pokkified </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/110995131259945846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/110995131259945846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110995131259945846' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-110950263501248487</id><published>2005-02-27T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T19:10:35.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i tried. i tried so hard to be indifferent, nonchalant. i tried so hard to block out everything, to block you out of my life in every way possible, i really really did. but i cant stop it. cant stop the anger, cant stop the indignition, cant stop the shame at allowing myself to be treated the way i was by you. i try so hard to stifle my hurt, my anger, my strong desire to lash out at you. but i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/110950263501248487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/110950263501248487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110950263501248487' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-110949319275445498</id><published>2005-02-27T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T16:33:12.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>kong qi zhong chang zhe ni de xiang weihui yi li duo zhe ni de yen leizui hou yong bao de wen nuan hai you yi xiewo tuo zhe xing li wang qian yi zhi zoui will be okay.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/110949319275445498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/110949319275445498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starry-nites.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110949319275445498' title=''/><author><name>zara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5807457.post-110941658079996495</id><published>2005-02-26T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T19:16:20.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>new templateee((: did it while i was supposed to do my a math quiz. pro. haha.okay main purpose of gg out today was to get solid fuel. ended up buying lipgloss. -.- but im in in in in in loveeeeeeee with it(((((: then spent 5million years figuring stuff out for chi talentime. hopefully things go acc to plan man. hurrr.how i wish i were a star of morningggggggggg.shining through the window of my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/110941658079996495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5807457/posts/default/110941658079996495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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