<?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-13512912</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:14:37.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LEEZA</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>love ((:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13653760260515304158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13512912.post-117023312584802484</id><published>2007-01-31T00:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T00:45:25.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>days and days race past, its almost too fast. ); remember STJ was just on sunday? it felt like yesterday. and theres sickening PE tmr! gross shit! just last thursday i was glad PE was over and looking forward to training and team dinner and BAM its thurs tmr. i like trainings i like to hear the balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss everyone! i'm so glad we're meeting on wedesday so can you all please turn up? or i'll be damn grouchy for PE the next day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13512912-117023312584802484?l=ripplesflippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/feeds/117023312584802484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13512912&amp;postID=117023312584802484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/117023312584802484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/117023312584802484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/2007/01/days-and-days-race-past-its-almost-too.html' title=''/><author><name>love ((:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13653760260515304158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13512912.post-116693915869441088</id><published>2006-12-23T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T21:47:13.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - 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HOW HAVE YOU BEEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the four of us went out today. and had a little rendezvous under the christmas tree...&lt;br /&gt;she will be gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13512912-116678868514293426?l=ripplesflippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/feeds/116678868514293426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13512912&amp;postID=116678868514293426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/116678868514293426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/116678868514293426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello-everyone-such-lovely-surprise.html' title=''/><author><name>love ((:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13653760260515304158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13512912.post-116628212140032210</id><published>2006-12-16T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T07:15:21.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it has been sometime hasn't it? since no one knows i am going to be here i am going to talk nonsense! like real shit. SHIT! so we celebrated nehneh chan's birthday at the hotel, all eight of us missing belle (little hongkie) and pun cause her mum bluffed her about bags in china chongqing. irritatingz manz. tell you where we stayed, (diana chan is a shit) at a hotel. "secretly i get angry." we ate california pizza kitchen and found it too expensive so us being us shared pizzas (gross!) we ate heartily. then we went to seven eleven to buy food. sheena's cot is so comfortable she got the best deal. totally ah gross ah. sarah came in the morning and we mooped around in the hotel, then we finallly got moving and met danielle and we went to eat pepper lunch. and bitched like hell, i think i laughed my food away. I THINK YOU OUGHT TO CHANGE, YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel scared going to hc, i really do. but i guess we all get the jitters, i guess its just because those that are going into hc aren't that close to me. why is everyone going to victoria? lets see theres sheena rachel danielle sarahpuka, and a lot more. like one thousand. idiotic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have so many photos in the camera but i am too lazy to upload them. happy sixteenth birdday diana. you're like a bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ziyan! where are you? i haven't seen you in ages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i met shawn today. and shamus as well, he's so cute now. he only eats rice, and a little of other food. shamus is a chess expert! i forgot about all the house visits and stays and and science camp? i think everyone's changed quite a bit, i don't really recognise them at first. such a pity we waited till now to contact one another huh? i totally forgot i stayed over at their house, except for that smelly comb, i'll always remember that. STANK LIKE HELL. oh! and matching mickey mouse clothes, i have a beautiful photo. thats why, photos provide the best memory, ample enough to stretch eternities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i need to sleep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13512912-116628212140032210?l=ripplesflippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/feeds/116628212140032210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13512912&amp;postID=116628212140032210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/116628212140032210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/116628212140032210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/2006/12/it-has-been-sometime-hasnt-it-since-no.html' title=''/><author><name>love ((:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13653760260515304158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13512912.post-115180403262216840</id><published>2006-07-01T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T18:39:17.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so unexpected! well what more can you except when it's 22 people chasing the ball? like hell! nothing's ever so predictable. and wow dear yuqin you're the coolest! come on tell me the advert, did you call starhub for it? or is it not fron starhub? i think my bet's on italy. braaaaaa zilllll nanananaananana braaaa zilll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i learn invaluable lessons from my auntie every weekend cause we walk to breakfast and she'll teach me all about the coporate world. it's fascinating, and qualifications may not prove to be so important now, although it's still very much a part of the equation. i think communication skills mean the most. ah ha we must have good grounding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay let's go to places! pleaces where we haven't been before and places that we'll never ever want to go again once we've been there. make sense? no. okay a short break for a long commercial. you know the best part about loving yourself is that you have no rivals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! oh wow friday was fun, yesterday so to say. we went for lunch at pizza hut. and headed off to little india for the sareeeeees. we got them at eight bucks, but nicole deicded that she was off sarees and wanted to wear a chongsam instead. so sarah got a lime green one, ziyan a blue one and i got a maroon one. plus the bangles and the sticker on the forehead! so now we can go act in the richard gere advertisement and stand there looking nice and buy some 100000 birds for my our brothers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13512912-115180403262216840?l=ripplesflippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/feeds/115180403262216840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13512912&amp;postID=115180403262216840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/115180403262216840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/115180403262216840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-unexpected-well-what-more-can-you.html' title=''/><author><name>love ((:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13653760260515304158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13512912.post-115046824852857183</id><published>2006-06-16T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T07:30:48.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want to conquer the world&lt;br /&gt;give all the idiots a brand new religion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;braaaaazil nananananananan braaazil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13512912-115046824852857183?l=ripplesflippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13512912.post-114995004044883492</id><published>2006-06-10T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T07:34:00.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>flip, witness, toss&lt;br /&gt;a coin spinning above, comsequence's cost&lt;br /&gt;her wandering mind search to find&lt;br /&gt;favourite solutions hanging by the silk line&lt;br /&gt;decide, then, by fate's virgin hand&lt;br /&gt;you will, as destiny's craftsmen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what lies beneath&lt;br /&gt;truth and justice's parodies&lt;br /&gt;and you, dance the part of the clown&lt;br /&gt;laugh, hop, prey, juggle, drown&lt;br /&gt;in twisted clutches of karma&lt;br /&gt;there and then, realisation isn't that far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey yuqin i can no longer go to your blog so are you gna set another one up so i can go and say yes legends are cool, i love that advertisement. i think holidays are a major distraction there's so many things to do, plus it's the great singapore sale. we went shopping at midnight that day and it was unexpectedly crowded, just when we thought we could have the aircon all to ourselves. i was so sleepy i think it's such a bad idea. maybe i just belong to my bed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13512912-114995004044883492?l=ripplesflippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114995004044883492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13512912&amp;postID=114995004044883492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/114995004044883492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/114995004044883492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/2006/06/flip-witness-toss-coin-spinning-above.html' title=''/><author><name>love ((:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13653760260515304158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13512912.post-114949733139509704</id><published>2006-06-05T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T01:50:08.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have a friend, she puts the colour inside of my world. she's paranoid, she's weird and she's changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey natasha how can that be? when it's only been a short while after you left? but i give you credit for that. changing to adapt into your shithole environment you'll always whine about, but being yourself whenever you're back. when you whine non stop and make those teensy pensy voices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hair got hole!? !!?? my hair got hole? URGH why didn't you tell me there's a hole in my hair. and so you'll be back again and so we'll go out with you. and so i hope everything will go fine tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not the doc though but i'm pretty sure everything's gna be fine. do i sound as ambiguous as you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can see you're having the time of your life now! with mini-mat and all the lovely concerts you go to and all the nice times you spend out till so late. i wish i had that kinda freedom, but i read your blog and in a way probably restrictions are good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're supposed to go off to study at five. all the best in your exams!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13512912-114949733139509704?l=ripplesflippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114949733139509704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13512912&amp;postID=114949733139509704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/114949733139509704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/114949733139509704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-have-friend-she-puts-colour-inside.html' title=''/><author><name>love ((:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13653760260515304158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13512912.post-114925199201487927</id><published>2006-06-02T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T05:39:52.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey who wants to go to Youth Gone Wild concert? Eva's band's gna play for ronin's opening! come on go support! it's on the 23th of june the last friday of the school hols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the national library with sophia today. yingwai belle and natty tasha foo please check your emails we sent you nice things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natasha i'm glad to talk to you everytime i see you online. &lt;3333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes one week of the holiday's gone. poof just like that, but no we should day wow three more weeks left! remember the half filled glass? not the half empty glass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took the lift with my favourite person just now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember those passion embedded eyes&lt;br /&gt;retreted from frost and burned down the ice&lt;br /&gt;ululating cries hushed to the tone of a hummingbird&lt;br /&gt;felicity marred all negativity surged&lt;br /&gt;engulfed in porcelain physicality you were&lt;br /&gt;like two blooming youths, lusted by sexual atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;the lies, sailing their sails away&lt;br /&gt;spinning around cajoling senses&lt;br /&gt;sex, lust, passion and void of defences&lt;br /&gt;embellished, is a new old chronicle&lt;br /&gt;delighted senses, awakened and unfurled&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13512912-114925199201487927?l=ripplesflippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114925199201487927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13512912&amp;postID=114925199201487927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/114925199201487927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/114925199201487927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/2006/06/hey-who-wants-to-go-to-youth-gone-wild.html' title=''/><author><name>love ((:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13653760260515304158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13512912.post-114896372912585965</id><published>2006-05-29T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T21:35:29.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey natasha i dream you! why did you call danielle and tell me you did? so what did you eat on the 4th of june? hurry come back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13512912-114896372912585965?l=ripplesflippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114896372912585965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13512912&amp;postID=114896372912585965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/114896372912585965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/114896372912585965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/2006/05/hey-natasha-i-dream-you-why-did-you.html' title=''/><author><name>love ((:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13653760260515304158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13512912.post-114821182365657693</id><published>2006-05-21T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T04:43:43.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>apparently, my uncle challenges authority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was in his car the other day and we were on the way to the eatery. when we reached the crowded carpark we saw a lot, and two policemen were standing there, apparently guarding the lot for their police car. hell, my uncle just reversed and went into the lot. the policemen were like *&amp;^&amp;amp;*^(&amp;_(()_()&amp;amp;*%$@#$@#%@#$# what the hell, and did not even wait for him to get out of the car before they went knocking on the window. my uncle went, " any idea where this is? are you a man? or a car? " that sure shut them up and they walked away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jajajajajajaja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goat deers, beware of them&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13512912-114821182365657693?l=ripplesflippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114821182365657693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13512912&amp;postID=114821182365657693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/114821182365657693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/114821182365657693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/2006/05/apparently-my-uncle-challenges.html' title=''/><author><name>love ((:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13653760260515304158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13512912.post-114795520134268354</id><published>2006-05-18T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T05:26:41.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>training's such a lovely thing to do. like right after school people ask you what you're doing in the afternoon, you flash your large wide grin and exclaim, training! know how we used to sulk and say shit la there's training today. it can be whole loads of fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey hey monkey's face tell your grandma to buy my toothpaste. how did we use to sing this in class? tomorrow's x-ctry, let's relish those times, we're gna bring oranges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;softball on monday, the smelly cushion thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the photos we took that day at seoul is here, grab what you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2106242820"&gt;http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2106242820&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13512912-114795520134268354?l=ripplesflippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114795520134268354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13512912&amp;postID=114795520134268354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/114795520134268354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/114795520134268354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/2006/05/trainings-such-lovely-thing-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>love ((:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13653760260515304158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13512912.post-114777774119672957</id><published>2006-05-16T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T04:12:07.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey get your hand out of my pocket, you've already taken it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i read tasha's blog and all the old things came flooding back. not that they flooded, they were all already in this twirling musical box, just that everything seemed like it was yesterday. OHGXZXXXASSZ&amp;%^^**(%$# i feel like an idiot. i failed chem by one mark. i hate all the things that we have to do, i hate being busy everyday. but i love danielle lim she passed me a funny letter right in the morning which brightened up my day. like she always does&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're sec fours now, and took the table tennis photo today. tomorrow's the class one, and we were planning for prom night and ceremony. hell, it's gna come fast. i like taking pictures, those  not of stored pixels and colour but that of vibrane and softness and live, but that ain't a picture, thats all of you. so we took some photos today rahh sarah's funny. CNY CNY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love lammie, sophia, natasha, sarah, nicole, ziyan, sheena, prefect belle, jazzy, mj, jade koh, my table partners, wannie, everyone on the earth ( jade is such a dear she's the sweetest thing on earth, we scored the same marks for geog and physics, let's throw our head backs and laugh )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey lilin! i forgot to bring my shirt today so no training for me but i'll be going on thurs so see you there! please go for training ( : big smile for you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13512912-114777774119672957?l=ripplesflippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114777774119672957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13512912&amp;postID=114777774119672957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/114777774119672957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/114777774119672957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/2006/05/hey-get-your-hand-out-of-my-pocket.html' title=''/><author><name>love ((:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13653760260515304158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13512912.post-114768386424428804</id><published>2006-05-15T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T02:04:24.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had such a bad hunch about school but i turned out to be wrong. maybe it's just too much playing over the long break we had. it's checking papers day today! why did the hall have to be so bloody cold. so we got back 5 papers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am beginning to like dinosaurs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey jaime why is training unexciting. do something to excite yourselves, bring laughter into the fugly wugly smelly sports hall.&lt;br /&gt;hey nellie when did i say you were bad news, you're a whole load of joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i guess it's time to stop playing. let's put it right, i am in pain but i cannot have you take the injection for me, if i do not do it, no one will do it for me. oh god, i'm moved to tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#%&amp;*(&lt;a href="mailto:^5*&amp;amp;%$#@*()&amp;**(34*^45645&amp;amp;^$$"&gt;^5*&amp;%$#@*()&amp;amp;**(34*^45645&amp;amp;^$$&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13512912-114768386424428804?l=ripplesflippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114768386424428804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13512912&amp;postID=114768386424428804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/114768386424428804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/114768386424428804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/2006/05/had-such-bad-hunch-about-school-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>love ((:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13653760260515304158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13512912.post-114731312565728955</id><published>2006-05-10T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T19:05:25.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>let's rejoice! it's danny's birthday today, that sweet lil jughead.  YAY0&amp;*))&amp;amp;%$_)(  tasha's coming back tomorrow, haven't went out with her since the last time she came back to school which does not count because we had to rush off. tomorrow's vesak don't know how i'm gna get away from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye aye how have you been? bee buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzing? i haven't been here for so long i don't think anyone bothers to come so i shall just talk nonsense (*^*%&amp;^. oh i guess i should be happy! plus it's post exams. hurr hurr i absolutely miss that word, where is that taohuay guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey juniors, how has training been?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13512912-114731312565728955?l=ripplesflippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114731312565728955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13512912&amp;postID=114731312565728955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/114731312565728955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/114731312565728955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/2006/05/lets-rejoice-its-dannys-birthday-today.html' title=''/><author><name>love ((:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13653760260515304158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13512912.post-114388840055670251</id><published>2006-04-01T02:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T04:23:43.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and bring back stacey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what should i say what should i feel? now we know, it brings out the worst in people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow anyway i am so glad we've made it into the semis and i'm frigging frigging proud of this team. we've trudged this journey uphill, not to be upset by the impending dangers and freaking underhanded means. i'm glad to say, we've pulled through. i'm really glad. what the hell we actually made it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love waking up the mornings with the sun peeking through the curtains, with no worries on your mind. not like the living hell we walked through the previous days. sucker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/leezalee/DSCN2506.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/leezalee/foojeme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/leezalee/flyers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v629/leezalee/aaaaaaa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all the shit that i've went through, at least i still have them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 my #1 fan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13512912-114388840055670251?l=ripplesflippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114388840055670251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13512912&amp;postID=114388840055670251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/114388840055670251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/114388840055670251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/2006/04/and-bring-back-stacey-what-should-i.html' title=''/><author><name>love ((:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13653760260515304158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13512912.post-114240651625496455</id><published>2006-03-14T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T23:08:36.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY COME ON GO GO GO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello elaine how have you been? i know you're having fun so keep having fun! life's been busy i haven't been talking to lam and foo. please come and talk to me! oh yeah lam i don't care if you're reading this or not, just remember tashafaced#'s coming back on sat. our hearts are inextricably linked so you'll have to feel it whenever i am thinking about it. get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;davidson idol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum's buying a new house. my aunt's changing her car. i hate to pack my things. my brother's back from perth and he bought macadamia nuts they're yummy and salty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worst fears&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13512912-114240651625496455?l=ripplesflippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114240651625496455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13512912&amp;postID=114240651625496455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/114240651625496455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/114240651625496455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/2006/03/okay-come-on-go-go-go-hello-elaine-how.html' title=''/><author><name>love ((:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13653760260515304158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13512912.post-114026127715828606</id><published>2006-02-18T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T03:14:37.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey danielle what free site are you talking about? so should i start with i haven't updated my blog in a million years and go sorry! no i will not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i think sex four's tiring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13512912-114026127715828606?l=ripplesflippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/feeds/114026127715828606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13512912&amp;postID=114026127715828606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/114026127715828606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/114026127715828606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/2006/02/hey-danielle-what-free-site-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>love ((:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13653760260515304158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13512912.post-113723772557754420</id><published>2006-01-14T03:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T03:22:05.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>struggling prima donnas why are they trying so hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow fri's coming. and cocodile alien will be back. friday's coming as soon as it passes. isn't the day passing a bit too fast? hey i was just preparing to go for training this morning. know what, i want to beat mr yau again and again and again. the O halo is lying on my table, i am going to tie a ribbon and draw a snake. and i'll be the most special in my grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we navigate through flipped chronicles of our lives, it feels like we've lived for a long time. sunshine rain and laughter fun and joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know euthanasia, who says we have the right to kill someone on their behalf? or we get to play god and decides who gets to die and who does not? it all seems to be pointing towards 'after all, death is ahead, we all have to die anyway'. is it true? are we really doing so many things just to fill in the empty calander of our lives? while we await death of course. sarah and i were violently objecting that this is true, i hope all of you think this way too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you asking for world peace? or a piece of the world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13512912-113723772557754420?l=ripplesflippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113723772557754420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13512912&amp;postID=113723772557754420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/113723772557754420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/113723772557754420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/2006/01/struggling-prima-donnas-why-are-they.html' title=''/><author><name>love ((:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13653760260515304158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13512912.post-113664131761379851</id><published>2006-01-07T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T05:41:57.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello yingwai i miss you, please write me the story about fog the dog and dog the fog. i haven't got to read hat the cat, but i know it has some hidden underlying meaning cause it's written by the cunning danielle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i read fashion is feeding us identification and i miss her so much! yayzexsxx she's coming back like finally after leaving us for LA where people walk around in shower caps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so one week has passed. school passes day by day, not that i don't enjoy it. i actually do, except for the moving down part. at least i get to go for training every four days a week. aren't i such a sucker for training? the competitions are nearing! get that into your heads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firefly come back to me&lt;br /&gt;make the night as bright as day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13512912-113664131761379851?l=ripplesflippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13512912.post-113619356643929542</id><published>2006-01-02T01:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T01:19:26.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the stayover was flippy floppy fun! come let me show you the photos, oh it's in my phone. so it's the second day of 2006. and leena lee the dampening one just said, "oei 5 oclock already! 5 hours to sleep time, 14 hours to school". justin and i went "shut up"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahah anyway let's learn how to be appreciative, so we can build a better world. you should say a thank you, and a sincere one at that. sometimes when we mess everything up, although we put in so much effort, no one cares, everyone stares. you bungled up. but when you do it well, do people give you a pat on your back and say, you've done well? let's all cultivate this consideration for people's feelings. a thank you will not hurt. i love my mummy and daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my school bag's not drying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, i thought fingernails grew from the top.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13512912-113619356643929542?l=ripplesflippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113619356643929542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13512912&amp;postID=113619356643929542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/113619356643929542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/113619356643929542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/2006/01/stayover-was-flippy-floppy-fun-come.html' title=''/><author><name>love ((:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13653760260515304158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13512912.post-113558843810364808</id><published>2005-12-26T01:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T01:13:58.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's boxing day! so i met sophia ke in the afternoon. and she bought a very pretty shirt for the pink panther day (i laugh). crazy but i believe, i knew i loved you before i met you. such a lovely song. anyway and we walked around and did a painting for our very own xiongdi. and we went to eat swensens. tasha transitied here for her flight to US. such a lucky asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow i dread the camp tomorrow, like how sophia dreaded ob but it turned out to be super fun. i hope it'll be like that too. though it's only two days. back and it's training time. i need to tell myself training's fine. i'm getting frustrated. we're such an unlucky lot, but we'll sort it out. we have to. you absolutely love training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime something triggers some memory and you'll be stuck in your stupid fooliosh memory. you ask yourself why you're such a fool to disappoint. that person whom you'll come to regret later when she's not with you. don't you think so? friends come and go. some people battle their innermost struggles, yet they appear to be so happy. i wonder how they do that, it's so strenous. let it out let it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13512912-113558843810364808?l=ripplesflippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113558843810364808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13512912&amp;postID=113558843810364808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/113558843810364808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/113558843810364808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-boxing-day-so-i-met-sophia-ke-in.html' title=''/><author><name>love ((:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13653760260515304158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13512912.post-113541189704344352</id><published>2005-12-24T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T00:11:37.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello nicole you can hardly blame me because you laugh at anything you think is funny. so don't be alarmed if people turn their heads to stare at you. you will just say i am who i am and stare back. so you're at your humble abode now with diana, please bake many many cookies for me. i will accept them with much joy. can i not do the five facts again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's christmas eve today and i can hardly contain my joy. bbq tonight and there's a countdown party. christmas is all about giving and sharing so lets remind ourselves to share. the spirit of sharing brings us much happiness, i like to be happy. let's unwrap the presents put under the beautiful christmas tree and enjoy this day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13512912-113541189704344352?l=ripplesflippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113541189704344352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13512912&amp;postID=113541189704344352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/113541189704344352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/113541189704344352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/2005/12/hello-nicole-you-can-hardly-blame-me.html' title=''/><author><name>love ((:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13653760260515304158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13512912.post-113516748563101854</id><published>2005-12-21T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T04:18:05.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>danielle i know your innermost secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went over to sophia's place today and we went to east coast to cycle and blade. we sat at the jetty dangling our feets and we talked and sang. with the sun shimmering overhead, and sparkling waters. there were people going for kayaking courses. i want the dancer! anyway sophia's damn funny :don't lock my heart if you don't have the key. she wouldn't let me see more, i have a second serving of fab cookies. and we did homework!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like meeting up with them. except jean tasha and sarah didn't come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13512912-113516748563101854?l=ripplesflippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113516748563101854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13512912&amp;postID=113516748563101854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/113516748563101854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/113516748563101854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/2005/12/danielle-i-know-your-innermost-secret.html' title=''/><author><name>love ((:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13653760260515304158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13512912.post-113444367089779230</id><published>2005-12-12T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T19:14:30.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>natasha i'm still cheering for you</title><content type='html'>natasha i have got over the photos in my friendster. sooner than you expected huh? gave me tonnes of gecking laughter yesterday but guess what i was over it in seconds! and the eagle picture was funny i laughed at it. and how sophia (if it was her) managed to find such a nice picture, owl with glowing red eyes with the caption 'i watch you pee'. is that you at work? ha sounds like you. anyway i am still cheering for you. i suppose it's your breaktime now! and 12.59 will be world history. i woke up early to cheer for you. why cheer? i said pray didn't i? okay pray&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13512912-113444367089779230?l=ripplesflippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113444367089779230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13512912&amp;postID=113444367089779230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/113444367089779230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/113444367089779230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/2005/12/natasha-im-still-cheering-for-you.html' title='natasha i&apos;m still cheering for you'/><author><name>love ((:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13653760260515304158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13512912.post-113418931062323517</id><published>2005-12-09T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T20:35:10.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>danielle show me you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so for our annual table tennis chalet. had it right! but there were too many wings. and a burning dustbin. no kidding it was fuming smoke and burning plastic and rubber. with much ease we started the fire. and put our ice in other people's fridge. our bicycles were flooding the whole place and we had an awesome neighbour who sunned swimming suits. the tide was high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm back from genting! chilly weather topped with an over-throng of people. so many lians and bengs okay i'm not kidding. my mum said that if your mum dressed like one you'll be one. how true is that? the theme park was over crowded. we queued for half an hour for a three minute ride. my bro's damn proud of himself cause he sat on two roller coasters. he's such a sucker for praise. people like to wave to you. we waved back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had front row seats for the daily show X-Treme. push the limits! the show was spectacular spectacular. anyone wants to watch? i have four tickets that ain't going to expire until next year. they are complimentary so you should go collect the tickets later when the whole auditorium is fully booked and they have no choice but to give you the front row seats. the clowns were funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mummy's boss goes for holiday&lt;br /&gt;my mummy becomes boss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13512912-113418931062323517?l=ripplesflippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113418931062323517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13512912&amp;postID=113418931062323517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/113418931062323517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/113418931062323517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/2005/12/danielle-show-me-you-can.html' title=''/><author><name>love ((:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13653760260515304158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13512912.post-113360888272135270</id><published>2005-12-03T02:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T03:21:22.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey i'm weird</title><content type='html'>"Rules of the game: post 5 weird and random facts about yourself, then at the end list 5 people who are next in line to do this. Don't forget to leave a comment that says "you are tagged" in their blog and tell them to read yours."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what shall i say. let's not say weird and random, how about 5 charming facts about me. wait i can't find the hax key&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 i turn hot cold and sweaty when i see a person i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 since the age of seven, i have been wanting to spoil my eyes because i thought specs were cool. i only stopped when i was ten because i realised i was mighty stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 i always dream at night and fantasize about many many things. let's not say dream, i think of them before i go to sleep. and i smile myself to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 i like big hands and long fingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 i am such a demented person. when i was young and stupid, i meddled with my mom's make-up kit and high heeled shoes. i loved the sounds they make. and i'll write on my elephant postcards whenever i am angry. when i fight with my brother i'll hit him real hard and then i'll feel mighty guilty and buy him ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finished. and now i get to pick five people!&lt;br /&gt;danielle, come clean!&lt;br /&gt;i bet natasha has lots to share&lt;br /&gt;sophia the queen of crap, you're up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see what daniel has to share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Requited romances. says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored of porn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leeza says:&lt;br /&gt;you're such a horny asshole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Requited romances. says:&lt;br /&gt;what? haha you wanted it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13512912-113360888272135270?l=ripplesflippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113360888272135270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13512912&amp;postID=113360888272135270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/113360888272135270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/113360888272135270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/2005/12/hey-im-weird.html' title='hey i&apos;m weird'/><author><name>love ((:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13653760260515304158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13512912.post-113360727548181963</id><published>2005-12-03T02:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T02:54:35.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey i</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13512912-113360727548181963?l=ripplesflippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113360727548181963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13512912&amp;postID=113360727548181963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/113360727548181963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/113360727548181963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/2005/12/hey-i.html' title='hey i'/><author><name>love ((:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13653760260515304158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13512912.post-113307387183712573</id><published>2005-11-26T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T22:45:49.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey tasha</title><content type='html'>hey tasha i wonder how you are now. you won't be coming back anytime recently. and your exams are here, i'll pray for you. i know you'll do well, that's for sure, for someone so smart like natasha. natasha! at the disco. that's what you are. such an angsty emotional woman, i hope that you'll always be happy. and it's so hard chatting on msn you should come back. and we can talk about your vampice red nails and styling your hair. black black hair that you don't want to damage by dying it. all the best for the exams okay? and i really want to stay at your house one vacation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13512912-113307387183712573?l=ripplesflippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113307387183712573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13512912&amp;postID=113307387183712573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/113307387183712573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/113307387183712573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/2005/11/hey-tasha.html' title='hey tasha'/><author><name>love ((:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13653760260515304158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13512912.post-113290216120086536</id><published>2005-11-24T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T23:02:41.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>are some people so desperate for love? love behind a fading steering wheel. lets get you out of the rampage. 'i love you' don't mean much anymore huh? do people really mean what they say? red is a sweet colour. when there is no immediate between like and love. and i start to question, when do you know you love someone? not just platonic type, romantically. is it physical gratification we're searching so extensively for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;navigating through flipped chronicles of our lives, sunshine and rain. a surge of nostalgia establishes and the heart smothers with scrunge and squeeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can feel it cracking free with each and every kiss. hey it's the glamourous prom night again. held in the cedar school hall, pathetic pathetic pathetic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13512912-113290216120086536?l=ripplesflippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113290216120086536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13512912&amp;postID=113290216120086536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/113290216120086536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/113290216120086536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/2005/11/are-some-people-so-desperate-for-love.html' title=''/><author><name>love ((:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13653760260515304158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13512912.post-113282315106563914</id><published>2005-11-24T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T01:06:55.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and so justin's leaving for melbourne tonight. i bought him sweets for the long airplane ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have such an infectious laughter, makes all of us laugh with you. tuition is so taxing, i keep having tuition. i like nibbling on pretz they taste so good. while the uppers retrieved back their fortunes of being able to free themselves from the grasp of the O levels, i am here thinking of when i shall start on my holiday homework. it's the holidays and we have homework for the holiday, namely holiday homework. sickening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well training's going to stop after tmr's training. know what? i cannot wait. three weeks of total freedom. i want to go for the 2 star kayaking soon. hurry hurry! did i mention i love our white competition shirt, beautiful tribe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13512912-113282315106563914?l=ripplesflippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113282315106563914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13512912&amp;postID=113282315106563914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/113282315106563914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/113282315106563914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/2005/11/and-so-justins-leaving-for-melbourne.html' title=''/><author><name>love ((:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13653760260515304158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13512912.post-113240078799652434</id><published>2005-11-19T03:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T03:46:28.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>danielle if it wasn't you who could it be? be honest or i'll make you pay 15 for going into my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you i know i'm beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! the kayaking course was kick-ass fun! really i am not lying. except for the aches and sand bites and sun, hot hot sun. but i still liked it. and tmr's the second day and i won't be seeing bernard and davidson anymore ): you know it's a one person kayak, and mj was rather scared but we all made it anyhow. i hate to capsize! and you feel like your nose is a sand container and you gulp large mouthfuls of water, plus water gets into your ears. teeny weeny sensitive ears, luckily we have strong men to carry those heavy kayaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what? tmr we're gonna capsize in the big middle of the sea. changi beach is so intruguing, you can't really see the ends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13512912-113240078799652434?l=ripplesflippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113240078799652434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13512912&amp;postID=113240078799652434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/113240078799652434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/113240078799652434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/2005/11/danielle-if-it-wasnt-you-who-could-it.html' title=''/><author><name>love ((:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13653760260515304158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13512912.post-113221686392655256</id><published>2005-11-17T00:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T00:41:03.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>danielle lim i see you have migrated! what zhong guo. how did you get that accent? did you go buy an accent spray like tash from topshop? i bet you did. so you can go ard tricking people. when i put down the phone i laughed like mad. i really did at your sillyness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tash is back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13512912-113221686392655256?l=ripplesflippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113221686392655256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13512912&amp;postID=113221686392655256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/113221686392655256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/113221686392655256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/2005/11/danielle-lim-i-see-you-have-migrated.html' title=''/><author><name>love ((:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13653760260515304158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13512912.post-113195638114414287</id><published>2005-11-14T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T00:19:41.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>me to ryan: ryan you're so fat! can you roll your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;daryl butted in: i can!&lt;br /&gt;ryan: only gorillas can!&lt;br /&gt;daryl: stop talking nonsense fat (rolls eyes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keying in today's drama. pulled the funny bone laughed like no one's business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;runway tonight! i can't wait. although there's training tomorrow. lets say i've come to terms with training. i can't run away from it so i'll just have to bear with it. notice bear, as i progress it'll become enjoy. back to runway, austin is such a gay gay gay! but i love him nonetheless. slack friend got voted out he's such a poor dear. now his friend won't have anyone to slack with. pays not to slack. so goodbye sweet roisin dubh i say goodbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13512912-113195638114414287?l=ripplesflippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113195638114414287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13512912&amp;postID=113195638114414287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/113195638114414287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/113195638114414287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/2005/11/me-to-ryan-ryan-youre-so-fat-can-you.html' title=''/><author><name>love ((:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13653760260515304158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13512912.post-113187534486710646</id><published>2005-11-13T01:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T23:03:34.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the company, the friends, the village and the food. shopping is divine, school is refined. jumble them up you get the smacking time of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jennifer was being irritating in the day so we seek peace at night. believe me she's damn noisy. belle had to ask her to tune down. we played games while they slept. proud to say i made it through the night, great feat. slapping hand games was the trick, they hurt. jennifer is the guide by the way. but the second day we were damn tired and took every chance to sleep on the bus, not with jennifer's buzz. enough of her lets talk about the great company. company was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the shopping centre was so big and they had to torment us by giving us two hours only. we bought things at the spur-of-the-moment-overall-regretful because we didn't have time time time. not all but some. but it was so fun! finger guessing and polar bear were addictive. every meal we mixed food, no not food leftovers and they became the forfeit. inane inane inane fun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13512912-113187534486710646?l=ripplesflippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/feeds/113187534486710646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13512912&amp;postID=113187534486710646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/113187534486710646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13512912/posts/default/113187534486710646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripplesflippers.blogspot.com/2005/11/company-friends-village-and-food.html' title=''/><author><name>love ((:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13653760260515304158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
