<?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-9328333</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:37:01.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RESTRAIN yourself</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>zam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749148547155191871</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>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9328333.post-112308400477944917</id><published>2005-08-03T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T23:46:44.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i got a date with charlie tomorrow!</title><content type='html'>yupp, gonna watch charlie and choc factory tmr. yay! been waiting real patient for it man/ i've decided. i'm gonna study overseas and work overseas. get &lt;strong&gt;far away&lt;/strong&gt; from here. i got two history tutorials to do but gee, lets say i don't really give a damn now. yup. trying to pick pieces of myself. let the past rest and strive forward. i know i can make it overseas. its now or never. haha. bam. dec hols is packed. vj sailing is sorta going thailand. my dad offered me and sis to see him in shanghai. my mom and bros meeting in aussie and spending nearly a month there (crazy!). and i'm still hoping the history trip to Italy will not be cancelled. i'm habouring my greatest hopes on that one. muahaha. peiquan is acting really strange these days. he's hyper and smiling gleefully ALL THE TIME. i'm very suspicious. hmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9328333-112308400477944917?l=i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/feeds/112308400477944917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9328333&amp;postID=112308400477944917' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/112308400477944917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/112308400477944917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-got-date-with-charlie-tomorrow.html' title='i got a date with charlie tomorrow!'/><author><name>zam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749148547155191871</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9328333.post-112272518721097419</id><published>2005-07-30T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T20:06:27.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>disgusting saturdays.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;i really hate saturdays. especially saturday nights. its so gross i cant stand it. i'm all alone. miserable and polishing off ben and jerry's ice cream. everyone's out having a great time. even my mom got a life. &lt;strong&gt;GREAT!&lt;/strong&gt; i just did the craziest thing in the evening-swam in the ocean. my arms wouldn't stop. i just wished at some time a huge wave would engulf me. shroud me in eternal darkness. today i barely said two words to my family. not that i got lotsa fascinating stuff to say. my life is so sucky thats why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;i'm so bloody pathetic that i've been studying mitosis and meiosis (biology stuff). its so complicated and arrgh! i'm so gonna hurl. reading &lt;invisible&gt; by H.G. Wells. boy, i wish i was invisible too. so i can rush down to changi airport now, take the first flight outta here, and never return. and best thing is, no qualms bout getting caught hijacking a plane. paying for the ticket and all that bullshit. yupp,meanwhile i'll continue studying mitosis and meiosis. until i find a way to make myself invisible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9328333-112272518721097419?l=i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/feeds/112272518721097419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9328333&amp;postID=112272518721097419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/112272518721097419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/112272518721097419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/2005/07/disgusting-saturdays.html' title='disgusting saturdays.'/><author><name>zam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749148547155191871</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-9328333.post-112264094205647306</id><published>2005-07-29T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T20:42:22.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back!</title><content type='html'>ok. so i have not blogged in a decade. well, cos been busy with school and my screwed-up life. somehow, the good things in life occur in a mad whirl. the bad things..well. they're always there. i'm gonna take my piano exam in a month's time. and seriously, my fingers are retarded on the keyboard. well, having problems with jackson for quite some time. yesterday, i skipped college day to go out with him.&lt;br /&gt;i felt really and genuinely happy in many many months.&lt;br /&gt;but the happiness is gonna end soon.&lt;br /&gt;everyone moves on at some part of her life.&lt;br /&gt;me with no exception.&lt;br /&gt;i'm at peace with the coming thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9328333-112264094205647306?l=i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/feeds/112264094205647306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9328333&amp;postID=112264094205647306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/112264094205647306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/112264094205647306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-back.html' title='i&apos;m back!'/><author><name>zam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749148547155191871</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-9328333.post-111243238541421953</id><published>2005-04-02T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T16:59:45.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to die for love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i just read the MOST HEART-BREAKING LOVE STORY ever. Forbidden Love by Norma Khouri. its soooo terribly horrifying tragic. so it goes. its a true story which set in present day Jordan. Dalia [girl] meets Micheal [boy]. the obstacle, she's a Muslim and he's a Catholic. in a nation where various religions never interact, it was forbidden for her to be with him. they took great lengths to keep their secret undiscovered. unfortunately, Dalia's family found out. and she was stabbed by her father 12times (honour killing), because she brought shame to the family. the mantra of hnour killing was, " &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if you have a rotten apple in the bunch, take it out before it infects the rest." &lt;/span&gt;the banality of evil. how could her father just murder his daughter for his honour? it surely goes beyond that honour to the most primitive brutality. you know what's the best thing? the court did not charge him for his crime, but applauded him for having the courage to uphold the traditional law of retaining his honour. fuelled by a lifetime of suppressed anger, Dalia's best friend wrote this book and she managed to escape to Greece with Micheal's help and lived there ever since.&lt;br /&gt;Dalia was murdered for the most innocent and universal impulse - wanting to love and be loved.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9328333-111243238541421953?l=i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/feeds/111243238541421953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9328333&amp;postID=111243238541421953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/111243238541421953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/111243238541421953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/2005/04/to-die-for-love.html' title='to die for love'/><author><name>zam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749148547155191871</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-9328333.post-111069466159363057</id><published>2005-03-13T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T14:17:41.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday chills</title><content type='html'>hmmm.. i just spent like 3hours at starbucks in paragon reading my storybook. and you know what? that place is like infested with all the angmohs in singapore. PRs, expats, tourists from holland, diplomats. you name it. and COINCIDENTALLY! the waitresses and cashiers are like equipped with the Singapore Tourism Board antics. "oh, you're from holland? what a pretty country with those even prettier wind mills. btw, have you seen the Merlion? its really unique cos its half a lion, half a fish. you should really check it out! oh, and the esplanade? it looks like a durian.." i was well rather stunned. i never knew that locals were that proud of our country and somehow seemingly overly excited to promote its attractions. as i was ruminating over this, everyone in starbucks was given a free vanilla latte. it was on the house. oooh! dammit, i shouldnt have bought my drink. but yeah, singapore tourism board must have paid starbucks in paragon 12% of their yearly revenue for such wonderful services :) i mean, suddenly. the employees there were 10times friendlier, you get free drinks on the house, free newspapers. errr, even the drinks taste better. the cushions seem softer. the lights brighter [not sure if thats better! haha] anyways, thats starbucks in paragon for you on sundays. ahhaa. somehow my happiness slowly dissipated when i was waiting for my 36 bus home. you know the citibank area near the bus stop? the man on the mike constantly 24/7. his voice just irks me! this is what happened. "FREE ICE CREAM FOR ALL THOSE WHO SIGN UP FOR CITIBANK CARDS NOW!" no one. 5mins later. "FREE ICE CREAM FOR ALL CITIBANK CARD HOLDERS!" he screams again. no one. soon. "FREE ICE CREAM FOR ALL THOSE ABOVE 21 YEARS OF AGE!" i snorted. 15mins later. "FREE ICE CREAM FOR EVERYONE! BEFORE THE ICE CREAM MELTS! HURRY!" i burst out laughing. i mean, gimme a break. suddenly i dont really fancy ice cream anymore. in fact, if i ever hear the citibank ice cream man's voice again, i'm gonna hurl. nevertheless, i'd love orchard road on sundays :) its lovely. especially starbucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9328333-111069466159363057?l=i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/feeds/111069466159363057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9328333&amp;postID=111069466159363057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/111069466159363057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/111069466159363057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/2005/03/sunday-chills.html' title='sunday chills'/><author><name>zam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749148547155191871</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-9328333.post-110976805310414187</id><published>2005-03-02T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T20:54:13.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ooooo</title><content type='html'>i got 10 points and i'm like the second lowest in class.&lt;br /&gt;like whoohoo! i'm so hyped out for the next 2yrs, battling all my brain cells against those people who were probably somehow related to issac newton. oh bummer. i saw the photos for the JTS we had last saturday. oh man, so wicked. faiz took soooooo many pictures of me looking like a dork. haha. but those were really wondeful shots :)  our bill came up to 800 bucks which i'm not surprised since we were buying drinks that cost like nearly 7 bucks. haha. i'm so excited cos 3 guys in my class got nominated for some pre-U seminar with the government or something. sean, cher li and rueben. and they're such a bunch of talented people! cos they take history. haha. now that elizabeth is gone, our historians have shrank to a pathetic 5. haha. CSI is starting nowwwwwwww........... yayyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SMILES WIDELY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9328333-110976805310414187?l=i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/feeds/110976805310414187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9328333&amp;postID=110976805310414187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110976805310414187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110976805310414187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/2005/03/ooooo.html' title='ooooo'/><author><name>zam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749148547155191871</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-9328333.post-110917129109069120</id><published>2005-02-23T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T23:08:11.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha</title><content type='html'>although today was the usual mid-week blues/ everyone was like mentally drained and all. but yeah, i felt was it my best wednesday so far. *rubs my tummy*   i mean  i'm like crowned junk queen now. my accomplice is duhhh.. yvette. *drum-roll* see, we were kinda bored during lessons today. naturally, you start to think of pleasant things! and voila! FOOD! so we were planning our exclusive lunch menu for today. for starters, it was well. ruffles chips! cheddar cheese and those sour cream ones. haha. you know like salad, when you bite them, there's the infamous "crunching" noise. Mmmm. next root beer. with maggie mee! and fried chicken drumlets!to top it off, strawberry ice-cream. haha. we were thoroughly satisfied. trust me. it felt damn good. you should try it one day. the guys were busy calculating the calories in our meal. at the same time, cursing me and yvette to contract some terminal cancer and lose our hair. haha. whatever dudes. seriously, both of us think at the exact wavelength. incredible. in fact, tmr till friday me and yvette are gonna abandon our wayward eating habits. we're going on a nutritional diet. consisting of porridge and fruits and vegetables. plus plain water. hmmp. if i'd survive till friday that is. gag. it already sounds terrible! oh, GP lesson today was like so strenous man. all the permutations, combinations, probability crap. CSI today was way way cool man. i like it when they get down and dirty and started extracting decaying bones from the sewage pipes. oooh! haha. sean was dancing the mass dances in class today. my goodness! it was uber ultra funny. his actions were so rigid and robotic! oh sharks. i forgot bout my chinese homework. oh darn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9328333-110917129109069120?l=i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/feeds/110917129109069120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9328333&amp;postID=110917129109069120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110917129109069120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110917129109069120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/2005/02/haha.html' title='haha'/><author><name>zam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749148547155191871</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-9328333.post-110876786256870852</id><published>2005-02-19T07:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T07:14:54.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>economics lesson.</title><content type='html'>see, i'm taking history with 5 other people in my class. the rest of them are ecnomics freaks. so they were giving me an economics lesson yesterday. which i found which pretty hilarious. so faiz was saying that girls who become attached, their value drops. WHY? cos they're no longer in the market. HA HA. whatever. but the thing he forgot was that he was attached once before now he's single again. so if he's to re-enter the market, his value will be lowered as he is a second-hand good. hahaha. see, i dont take econs but oh boy! i think i just have the econs blood running through my veins. hee. and loads of scandals in our class. especially so with faiz and jasmine. they sang a duet that day. whooooooooohooooooo! i got a math test on monday. and i'm really starting to dislike the thought of that notion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9328333-110876786256870852?l=i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/feeds/110876786256870852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9328333&amp;postID=110876786256870852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110876786256870852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110876786256870852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/2005/02/economics-lesson.html' title='economics lesson.'/><author><name>zam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749148547155191871</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-9328333.post-110872789797501632</id><published>2005-02-18T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T19:58:17.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey</title><content type='html'>i'm watching FRIENDS now. super funny man! ross is trying to play his keyboard! :)  some weird animal sounds. heh heh. tmr's busking. damn, like so paiseh. what if we sing off-key or something? ahhhhhhhh.... today we had our napfa mock test. so we either pass or fail it. lucky i passed, so i'm exempted from 3rd period pe. haha! the song [fly me to the moon] is stuck in my head cos miss rajan sang it to us furing GP. hahaha. i'm damn fascinated with my biology lecture now. cos we're learning bout carbohydrates!!!! all the complicating structures and stuff. ahah. yay! 'i'm sick i know. probably going RJ next thurs night for drama festival with beh lala charis and jasmine. haha. should be man/ still got JTS next sat. great. gonna be broke man. yippe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9328333-110872789797501632?l=i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/feeds/110872789797501632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9328333&amp;postID=110872789797501632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110872789797501632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110872789797501632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/2005/02/hey_18.html' title='hey'/><author><name>zam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749148547155191871</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-9328333.post-110769988207239706</id><published>2005-02-06T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T22:24:42.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;unbelievable. it took me nealr 7hrs to write my history essay. now i'm perpetually blind. in front of the computer punching the keyboard furiously. i'm exhausted. if this is what one essay is gonna do to me, i dread the next one. it sucks when you have like sacks of information in front of you, and ya're at a loss over where to start reading and what to choose to put in your essay. so my essay's now 7 pages. BLAH. one hour one page. bravo. i'm seeing stars now. at least i juz realised aquila got into the finals and we won during the semi-finals. for the girls' inter-house soccer i meant. too bad i didn't watch cos two of the girls who scored are from my class. pro! :) tmr muz run another 3.2km for PE. urrgh! such a horrible to kick off the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9328333-110769988207239706?l=i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/feeds/110769988207239706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9328333&amp;postID=110769988207239706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110769988207239706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110769988207239706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/2005/02/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>zam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749148547155191871</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-9328333.post-110753007445448876</id><published>2005-02-04T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T23:19:10.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;schools has been great so far. i love my oh-so-crazy class. they're full of rubbish (just like me!) muhaahha. the funniest happened during chem prac this week. if u guys have not known, my chem prac teacher [mr.chang] is like damn freakin' gay! wahaha. he's like this frantic little man who gets excited over test tubes and conical flasks -_- haha. anyway,we were doing redox titration, so apparently, rueben did correctly. mr.chang went to his table and exclaimed," CLASS! this is wad your experiment should look like!!! erm may i know your name?" rueben replied nonchantly,"George." can die i tell you. the next hour it was class. look at george's practical. george this, george there... super hilarious. i told my class i'm gonna say my name's lulu if mr.chang ever asked for my name. wahaha! okies, so we're supposed to come up with some CIP thingy. i so wanna go IMH [INSTITUTE OF MENTAL HEALTH] i was telling my class the benefits of going there. i mean after all u start to realise, hey! we're not that different from them after all. ok, so maybe only me. but wadahell. its how cool :) anyway there was this one fine day when i was really bored during breaktime, i was predicting the occupation of everyone in future. its funny kae. randall's one is the worst. aerobics instructor. haha. jasmine ended up as single and unemployed. how sad. i'm some crazy secretary whose hair's all over the place and files spilling from my arms. haha. whatever. good. give me lousy job. oh, tuesday was class birthday [2nd feb] . plus we celebrated all the feb babies' bdae. bought this gigantic choc cake. so sweet! so it was quite cool/yupp! i got lotsa chinese hw. die man. where's my english-chinese dictionary? hmm. oh, two of my teachers are engaged. whoopee. i wanna get married too! lala, hurry up propose AGAIN! anyway, miss rajan says we are the maddest class in vj. hahah. cos we locked her in class after her GP lesson/ the guys pushed the teacher's desk to the door to prevent her from going out. and we made her dance with us. u should have seen her face. priceless i'm telling you. she was so desperate she climbed over the table and ran out of class. soooooo, student council's election in school is in full swing. all the nominees are doing their stuff and campaigning like crazy. its like the US elections. dramatic and over-the-top/ singing, pasting their pics all over school. whatever. my class motto's since it's the 22nd student coucil this year, S22 deserves to be in council/ haha. like whatever. but mark my words. sean will be like president of the council. he's damn political. i predicted that he'll be in PAP next time. confirmed one..hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9328333-110753007445448876?l=i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/feeds/110753007445448876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9328333&amp;postID=110753007445448876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110753007445448876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110753007445448876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/2005/02/hey.html' title='hey'/><author><name>zam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749148547155191871</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-9328333.post-110706762480768324</id><published>2005-01-30T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T14:49:01.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heyyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;why is the whole darn world going to aussie and study? becks and clara left last week..shauna 3weeks ago. this week is christine (my bondi beach pal) ...man! and they get all the gorgeous hunks. wahaha. i dont care. i muz go for history field trip at end year. ITALY babyyyy... even better :) my mommy juz bought me a purple shirt. she says purple suits me. RIGHT. now juz who told her i'm gay! grrr... anyways, we went to some chinese restaurant after church. and since my mom was busy talking to my sis, i had to order. since i could hardly speak chinese, i was desperately pointing to the menu. and my mom swears i need chinese tuition now. great. i'm watching adoption in hallmark. i always cry like a baby when i watch it. its like soooooooooo saddddddd......i'm inspired to adopt one now! okies. haha. i'm getting sentimental here.. i need to read up on my history laters. i'm so behind. with all the french revolution and stuff. its just totally overwhelming. oh, just now during lunch. there was this doe-eyed baby girl who apparently had a crush on another boy next to her table, she went over and kept touching him/and poking him. he was like so freaked out he ran out of the restaurant, the baby girl ran after him screaming gleefully. whoo! young love. super cute man! :) and somehow i remembered during my kindergarten, i totally hated boys. i used to complain to my teachers that they're noisy and dirty creatures. wahahaha. and i told myself i never ever wanted to get married after my brother threw me in the bathtub and used the shower thingy to spray me/ horrid boys!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9328333-110706762480768324?l=i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/feeds/110706762480768324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9328333&amp;postID=110706762480768324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110706762480768324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110706762480768324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/2005/01/heyyy.html' title='heyyy'/><author><name>zam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749148547155191871</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-9328333.post-110660813508245607</id><published>2005-01-25T06:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T07:08:55.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday blues</title><content type='html'>so i had really bad monday blues yesterday..this is wad happened during chinese period. the teacher asked us to read this super wordy passage. first word is chun hua[spring flower] .....i fell asleep. i was like woke up again. start reading from chun hua.and somehow i nod off after those 2words. i awake and chun hua...snore. in the end,she asked me wads the passage bout,i said chun hua. unfortunately, it was far from it.so embarrassing. ph wells. apparently,vj's having some bomb exercise in school these days in joint with the police and civil defence. somewhere in the school lurks a bomb. and when some unlucky person discovers it, he's supposed to report and the alarms start ringing. and the whole school muz assemble in the field while they deactivate the bomb.then the principle will say, school, this is what you will do in times of a terror attack. and the person finds something suspicious is not allowed to open the package but bring it immediately to the office. like wow! they're watching too much of james bond i'm tellin' you. wahaahahhaa. tonight got CT dinner. so tiring/ i still have to do my chinese hw ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9328333-110660813508245607?l=i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/feeds/110660813508245607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9328333&amp;postID=110660813508245607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110660813508245607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110660813508245607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/2005/01/monday-blues.html' title='monday blues'/><author><name>zam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749148547155191871</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-9328333.post-110632163253484114</id><published>2005-01-21T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T23:33:52.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so life's starting to get tough on me. its a nightmare for me during lectures cos' most of the time i dont get it. wahahaha. plus the chinese workload is pouring in. how dreadful. i mean the last time i wrote chinese journal [zhou ji] was in primary school and it was 2lines each time. so i'm pretty much dead now. actually, this guy in my class offered to help me write my journal. how sweet/ i'm very amazed at my class guys. ok,so i came to a conclusion that vj guys are either muggers or despos. anyways. my class guys are super gentlemen! i mean it. they help to carry out plates and bowls back to the vendors after we eat during breaktime. how cool is that! i'm updating my blog cos beh asked me to. gosh,i'm that obedient huh. today i watched hotel rwanda. it'S QUITE poignant and touching. i wanted to cry at one part. but decided not to open the floodgates in front of everyone. no no ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9328333-110632163253484114?l=i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/feeds/110632163253484114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9328333&amp;postID=110632163253484114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110632163253484114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110632163253484114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/2005/01/boo.html' title='boo'/><author><name>zam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749148547155191871</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-9328333.post-110586673702917025</id><published>2005-01-16T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T17:12:17.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I MISS TKG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HEYYYYYY! I'M ACHING ALL OVER. since like wad? monday..hahaa. but today is like the worse. i've been stuck to my massage armchair for the past 2hrs. not that it has done me any good. oh, yest. we had 4/2 class reunion. i swear every pther person except me and lala were damn high. scream,scream and scream. shudders. girls. me and lala had training so we were like half-dead. the wind was crazy. which reminds me i need to put on weight. i'm stubbornly still at 46kg after 4yrs. yupp. so we ordered pizza and stuff. call us greedy, we couldnt finish the food. i see lotsa half eaten pizza somehow. winks. special mention to sam png who just eats the fillings and leaves the bread (for god knows who) and spills her coke in which lured an army of ants into our pit. and neha! if ya're reading this! juz wanna thank ya for the great night! you were wonderful. serving everyone and stuff. but chill yea. i reconsider our marriage due to your unprecedented kindness. how unexpected! oooo! so me, sam lee, lala, simeng, polly and some others were like forming the bitch club last night. sit in circles and talk crap,which means mainly bout boys. i know who sam lee likes in vj!!!!!!!!!! ahhhhhh! i so can bribe her man!this is fun! *rubs hands* ok. so i really miss tkg plus my class. have i told you guys ya're the greatest? *beams* and my dear cherlyn. finally her fringe grew. no more fuss bout her fringe. too bad her comb is still like in her hands and all. sigh,some things nv change. we were askin' sam.p and emma how was rj. they gave a -_- face. not very good news i see. wahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9328333-110586673702917025?l=i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/feeds/110586673702917025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9328333&amp;postID=110586673702917025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110586673702917025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110586673702917025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-miss-tkg.html' title='I MISS TKG!'/><author><name>zam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749148547155191871</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-9328333.post-110475842123960393</id><published>2005-01-03T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T21:20:21.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vj orientation day one.</title><content type='html'>okay. so before orientation started, some OGL (ORIENTATION GRP LEADER) called me and went,"so ya're in group C for registration. your orientaion group is Cosair. and your sub-group is Cronus. oh, meet in Concourse on first day." and i was stunned. i heard a bunch of C-words. i was like jeez. so Creepy! haha. so the first part was terribly draggy and boring. all the teachers talking bout' their subjects. and instead of promoting them,they're discouraging us to take their subjects. "oh,think twice bout bio. don't think it's so easy. you better off taking something else" like hello! and yes, i was late for school. i know i live like damn near lah/cos hsiu ying callin' me from canada. i was well caught off-guard. i thought she juz got a new house in shanghai. and now whoosh. she's in some hostel in toronto and sch's starting for her in 2days. so i had to run into school and this darn ang-moh teacher was preaching me how i shouldn't be late for school/ i later found out he's some lit.HOD. big lah! so when we finally met our grps, i was greeted by some Char kuew tuey cheer! i know. C again! goodness. wads wrong with them. i err realised my hanyupinying is damn bad lah/ anyway,you know wads char kuew tuey. the oily noodles. yuupp.  and vj just have so many million cheers and mass dances. that everytime i juz scream something incoherent. and twirl in all directions. bottomline is as long as you make some noise and move whatsoever. you passed the test. gtg now. bedtime. i'm gonna set my alarm so early i'll be the first soul in vj tmr morning. see if mr. i'm-the-lit-HOD-and-being-late-is-a-crime-cos-my-shakespear-book-says-so can catch me. hmmp. oh, i found lambert finally after i lost him somewhere.hee. nitez :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9328333-110475842123960393?l=i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/feeds/110475842123960393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9328333&amp;postID=110475842123960393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110475842123960393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110475842123960393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/2005/01/vj-orientation-day-one.html' title='vj orientation day one.'/><author><name>zam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749148547155191871</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-9328333.post-110455167053583699</id><published>2005-01-01T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T08:03:47.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year's day</title><content type='html'>hooray. its 2005. if you can actually detect the sarcasm in my tone. then yupps. well, i don't plan to do anything today but watch tv. AXN is playing csi from 11am-7pm today. they must have known i'm gonna be a couch potato at home. thank you. my social life is not bleak. it's just that i feel terribly sian today. it's been raining non-stop since morning. its a sobering end to 2004 with the tidal waves episode. i mean,seriously. no one in asia is up to celebrating. parties have been called off in support and respect for the tsunami victims. personally, disaster brings out courage and compassion in people. i remembered 2 years back, i did an article on the new york blackout. i mean,whats your first impression of new yorkers? selfish, mean..yupps. the blackout changed their lives. suddenly, everyone was offering food,warmth and love admist the darkness. it was compelling. so disasters do not neccesarily bring out the worse for everyone.  well, so everyone's out of the house for new year's. i can't be bothered. i need some time alone to reflect on the past year. it's been great on the whole. mostly, i can't bear to leave 2004. had some really terrific times with my friends and stuff. okies. so i'm down today cos' i miss jackson a teeny wheeny bit. ok. so alot. fine, you caught me. hahas.this is embarrassing cos i never mention him ever in my blog.but who the heck's gonna read anyways. so i was up early today watching E! channel/they were showing johnny depp's life. and you guessed it. he sure is hot. but he led some complicated life. i mean who wants to be engaged 5 times and nv gettin' married. it's like gettin' your hopes dashed 5 times in a row. man, that must have sucked real badly. i guess depp's not your typical hollywood dude. he's very different. rebel without a cause. speaks his mind. hates the big hoo-ha bout' hollywood. does not seek attention from others. hmmm. he takes on roles which are unconventional and non-heroic kinda lead actor stuff which all the girls scream and go crazy over the villian and stuff. he's just his own person. he will not conform to the cliche hollywood scene. and for that. i have very deep respect for guys like that. it's tough to be in showbiz. i don't see why do people get so excited to be part of the limelight. well, sometimes it seems so attractive i guess. oh gosh i sound really old now. HAHA. anyways guys. HAPPY NEW YEAR! best wishes. love you all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9328333-110455167053583699?l=i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/feeds/110455167053583699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9328333&amp;postID=110455167053583699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110455167053583699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110455167053583699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/2004/12/new-years-day.html' title='new year&apos;s day'/><author><name>zam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749148547155191871</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-9328333.post-110439546434696965</id><published>2004-12-30T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T16:38:04.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the hangover</title><content type='html'>okies. like i'm so totally in DEEP SHYTE! hahah. cos i came home from chalet few hrs ago hoping to ctach ONE hour of sleep. but end up snoring for 3. fantastic. and my piano teacher called, " errr zhengmin,dont we have a lesson like now?" i screamed. literally in bed. i suddenly remembered earlier we were talking bout dreams and somehow lala and i ALWAYS dream of tragedies and scary unpleasant stuff. so i thought, this must be a bad dream. i know my piano sucks, must my teacher haunt me in my sleep. so i juz hanged up. and oh, i woke up 10mins later reaching to the conclusion that i was NOT dreaming earlier! Oooooo! i can juz pinch myself and squeeze my cheeks! [the strange things i inflict upon myself] freaks. my teacher probably think i'm psychotic. well,  i should be after a few measly hours of sleep last night. but csc was real pretty late at night. we sat there till 4am. it was freezing cold. and it was seriously freaky. at 3am, zara's mom and sis suddenly appeared from behind the swimming pool. gosh, i got a heart attack. plus my back facing the ocean, if there's a tsunami, i'll be the first to be swallowed by those gigantic waves. yupp. we cooked from 6pm to early wee hours of the morning. and after we checked out at 9 in the morning the next day, we still went to long john's. so merry xmas to me. i think i'm officially barney now. whee. PLUS. i'm not very sober. cos i bought jolly shandy. but i have not opened it yet. haha. when i told the guys yest. i got high on sparkling wine before, everyone burst out hysterically. ok. so it was ridiculous. you haven't heard the worst. lala got high on milo. yes milo. the morning drink -_- hahaha. she's worst than me dude. so charis was really reluctant to let us buy jolly shandy. haaha. oh well. she was right. we went high alright. i went high just looking at the can. while lala went high just thinking bout the drink. yupps, those losers. sigh. last night i was staring at the moon for quite some time. real pretty :) was one of the greatest nights in my life. after we retreated back to the room. so tiny. lala and beh fell asleep on the bed immediately. pigs. the rest of us went to the balcony. we were staring at each other and the next thing we knew, bam. wiped out. all sleeping on the ground. thank god for the blankets. hahha. i was sleeping in the most awkward position.my head was literally on someone's toes. whoosh. the funniest thing was we woke up half hour laters. guess wad. bryan adams was singing the heaven song on the disc. and so "....we're in heaven.." zhaoey mumbled "ahhh... heaven." and i was like gosh. sleeping on the cold and dirty balcony ground is like heaven to her? -_- sorry, i so had to do that face again. hhaha. lala is creepy when she sleeps. she suddenly woke up and sat vertically upright in bed. i doubt she's awake. she looked at beh and fell back to bed. we were like a lil' freaked out. when i told them lala used to sleepwalked. thats it man./ charis face turned green and we all ahhh! hahaha. i was so sleepy and i sneaked into lala's bed. i couldnt sleep with beh. she was snoring. urrgh! next day woke up with stiff shoulders. went to balcony. and zhaoey was sleeping in the ground. sigh. oh oh. i must talk bout truth or dare last night. lets see, coach chan and saachi had to eat ants. gross right! darn, i wouldnt do that for nuts. saachi had to do a dare in which she threw the float in the swimming pool and went, "save my baby! save my baby!" i was rollin' on the ground laughin'. the man at the pool said, "you want me to on the lights so that you can see better?" HAHAHHA. man! cos we were walking jasmine to the bus-stop. so zara flirted to the bus driver," uncle...your bus goes to sentosa? no? ooooo..but uncle ya're so handsome!" i swear he was blushing. Ooooo... cheap thrills. and so.. the year's coming to an end. and this is one of my best years ever in life! so i'm gonna open my can of jolly shandy now. cheers mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9328333-110439546434696965?l=i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/feeds/110439546434696965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9328333&amp;postID=110439546434696965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110439546434696965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110439546434696965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/2004/12/hangover.html' title='the hangover'/><author><name>zam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749148547155191871</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-9328333.post-110390172788750899</id><published>2004-12-24T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T22:12:36.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xmas eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i think i'm a teeny weeny beeny whoopeee drunk. wheeeeeeeeee..... my 11th glass for the night. ok. so it's just some tame sparkling grape stuff. well, at least i can act drunk for a while. hahaha. merry xmas everyone! :) all i want for christmas is youuuuuuuuuu!!!!!! maybe i should really stop singing. sigh. i'm fat and flabby thanks to my sissy! her darn lemon meringue pie is so sweet and god knows how  much butter and sugar and all those terrible things into that pie. and she tops it off with ice-cream. thats it man/ i'm a goner. plus tmr's xmas. so on 26th, guaranteed i'll look like barney's best friend. gay and big. whooopee! ta-ta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9328333-110390172788750899?l=i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/feeds/110390172788750899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9328333&amp;postID=110390172788750899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110390172788750899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110390172788750899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/2004/12/xmas-eve.html' title='xmas eve'/><author><name>zam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749148547155191871</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-9328333.post-110351820980004294</id><published>2004-12-20T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T12:54:21.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pre-xmas night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;well. last night was a great night! dad treated me and sissy for german dinner. werner's oven. one word. meaty! the sausages were gigantic! two sausages and pork steak after, we came to the same conclusion/no one's gonna touch meat for the next 3days. i mean it. urrgh. no wonder the germans are two sizes bigger than the french, so says my dad. anyways my second bro din' wanna go cos of his soccer on cable. loser. my dad decided to raise the stakes. dinner plus 50bucks per person. i mean hell yeah/ who will turn down dinner plus cold hard cash. dumb people like my bro. i doubt we're even related. afterwards, we went marriott hotel for drinks. hahah. like hello. the pepsi costs 8 bucks. and duhhh.i'm NOT that stupid to get pepsi. so me and sissy drank some earl grey tea.BORING. sissy's BORING choice. its not that i'm really exciting. but in comparison, much more exciting than her. i's have gotten carlsberg instead. anyway, i drank most of my dad's gin tonic/ i needed an excuse to act drunk laters. MUHAHAHA. so basically, there's xmas caroling in marriott that night. nice. oh oh. there was this really huge gingerbread house in the lobby! smiles widely. i couldnt resist. i started plucking the side of the house. all the choc and cookies are real btw :) yummy! after the caroling, i ACCIDENTALLY chip off one huge side of the icing rooftop. guess wad my dad did. he took the elf's shoe off (it's made of choc.hee) and the receptionist saw him! gasped. he quickly hid the shoe and ran out of the hotel. hahaha. i was laughin' so hard i couldn't walk straight. joker man. me bro's going to london on 26th dec for a holiday. i'm uberly retardedly extremely JEALOUS! screams. soooo unfair. pouts. hope he goes deaf by the big ben clock-tower. or drowns in river thames. maybe he gets shot by the guard at buckingham palace for transpassing. so maybe i soung damn sore. i have a RIGHT to be sore. hmmp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9328333-110351820980004294?l=i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/feeds/110351820980004294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9328333&amp;postID=110351820980004294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110351820980004294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110351820980004294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/2004/12/pre-xmas-night.html' title='pre-xmas night'/><author><name>zam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749148547155191871</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-9328333.post-110321593679589780</id><published>2004-12-17T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T00:52:16.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back</title><content type='html'>ok. so church camp was like we-dont-sleep-at-night camp. haha. i was roomin' with lois. she just msged me to say she missed me already. awww. i know i can be quite influencial in spreading gayness around. hee. so maybe i decided to bring lambert along. and one morning, i erm said good morning to lambert whilst lying on the bed. she cracked open one eye and whispered, " if u just spoke to ur lamb, i'm so gonna have a heart attack!" haha. and no, roomin' with a long dist. track runner is scary. she wakes up at 6.30am and goes running/ day 1-i gave her a you're-nuts look. day 2-she dragged me out of bed and i had to run with her. day3-i pretended not to wake up when she tried to wake me up (even after 5 alarm rings and my blanket being snatched away) i hope when she goes to acjc next year, they'll throw her into x-country! evil smiles. she brought along cranium conga game. so we spent like most of the time playing in clara's room. its hilarious. but somehow rachel always falls asleep half-way. i like her bro's purple sneakers. so cool. you should see them. way cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9328333-110321593679589780?l=i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/feeds/110321593679589780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9328333&amp;postID=110321593679589780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110321593679589780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110321593679589780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/2004/12/back.html' title='back'/><author><name>zam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749148547155191871</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-9328333.post-110321409455918776</id><published>2004-12-16T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T20:25:39.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when loneliness kicks in</title><content type='html'>i was reading the urban section of the newspaper just now. this crazy guy owns hundreds of pairs of shoes and he said, " i can't imagine life without my shoes. if my home is on fire one day, i will burn with them alive!" and i was like, gosh. that is sooo soooo sad. children, pls take note. it is NOT noble of him to say that. people these days are just strange i guess. this week has been kinda busy for me. actually. this hols has been a real stew so far. never knew i could be so busy. hahha. better than bored to tears i guess. my dad's back tmr. so is my older bro. well, my home's gonna be full of noise i guess.  so i was watching oprah [AGAIN' ] I KNOW...haha. rod steward was guest star that night..and oh oh oh...i juz love his sexy raspy voice. he's 58 dude. don't joke. and his mansion is HUGE. sigh. his wife is 20 yrs. top model. taller than him. he's juz a sugar daddy. oh well. as charis used to say bout these girls," bye. die. money's mine." well, it rhymes. hahah. but it sucks to know that someone you love is after your money. then again, these old men are after looks/ oh well, welcome to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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in'/><author><name>zam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749148547155191871</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-9328333.post-110277207197143871</id><published>2004-12-11T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T14:13:15.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>miserable me</title><content type='html'>i hate today. i spent the last 3hrs in front of my bro's laptop blasting the music on the headphones and playing solitaire. and replaying the same song &lt;when&gt; yupp. that song rocks thou...i think i've damaged my eye drums. they kinda hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/when&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9328333-110277207197143871?l=i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/feeds/110277207197143871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9328333&amp;postID=110277207197143871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110277207197143871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110277207197143871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/2004/12/miserable-me.html' title='miserable me'/><author><name>zam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749148547155191871</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-9328333.post-110268347803231087</id><published>2004-12-10T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T20:57:58.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freaky friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a long dayyy with 3 bimbos. so tiring. went to fai's house. i finally saw becks. and ahhh! her hair! soooooo SHORT. i'm so gonna kick her for killing her hair. we were like on some mad movie marathon today. and all the dumb bimbotic shows lah. DUH right. wad did we watch ah? lets see. ella enchanted [psst,the guy not cute one] erm, blue crush [ok,so the guy is a little cuter here] and legally blonde! hah! classic bimbo show. i think we were like holding hands and going like gasped! ohhh! nooo! ahhh! dont kill him! paddle faster! runn! you knowww...the embarrassing exclamations. if we were in the cinemas, confirm get chased out man. hhaa. we ended talking mostly bout blue crush. how we wanted to surf and everything,but NOT in hawaii. no one wans to get killed there.haha. killer waves. so today i wanted to be a bimbo, i wore a pink shirt to try to express my sincerity towards the bimbos. apparently,they didnt even spot any pink on them. soo un-fun!! oh oh, we're gonna watch phantom of the opera together. booking tix for the opening day show. haha! becks gonna tell me bout it since she watched the musical before. she so dumb lah! she forgot to bring her keys so she couldnt go home. and so retardedly,she dyed her hair dark PURPLE.it looked like err black on her hair. she must have missed me real badly to made such a impulsive move. my mom suddenly became this techno expert freak. change tv, change scv box, buy laptops. now wanna change com and printer. my home is so quiet these days. my sissy is a mute. she's going for braces. she cant speak and chew. her food is like watery stuff. gross. she just told me, muffled actually, that she'll kill for some real food. haha.poor thing. i guess i got pretty straight teeth! no need for staples on mine. haha! i called those braces staples since primary school. i'm mean. i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9328333-110268347803231087?l=i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/feeds/110268347803231087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9328333&amp;postID=110268347803231087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110268347803231087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110268347803231087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/2004/12/freaky-friday.html' title='freaky friday'/><author><name>zam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749148547155191871</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-9328333.post-110258460244206082</id><published>2004-12-09T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T00:30:38.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>black thursday</title><content type='html'>you know its just one of those days. you know you just had to GET OUT of the house of its such a BEAUTIFUL day. really. cool weather, peaceful sky, swaying trees. well, you get the idea. and this morning i was watching the oprah winfrey show. ok, so i'm like damn addicted to that show. today was great. this guy was initially 500 over pounds. thats like huge! in case u dont know.haha! he was so gigantic he had difficulties even walking to his mailbox. miraculously,he lost 305 pounds within a year! and u start thinking, jeepers.he must have the grim grit of mountaineer. i mean whoa. 305pounds lost! my jaw wasnt closed during the entire show. haha. my mom was smiling at him as if he were her ex-boyfriend. wait a minute, if your ex-boyfriend lost 305 pounds, would you smile? hmmm.i think i will :) and just when you think like oh ok,thats it. good for him. oprah decides to GIVE, yes GIVE him a porsche. for his hard work. and you start thinking again. if he were your ex-boyfriend, you'll whack your head now for breaking up with him now that he has a porsche. darn. i know. ok. so i'm imaginative. sue me. anyways, juz now on the way to piano class i happened to stop by the gym room. cos they were renovating the room last couple of months. and WOW! gorgeous babyyy. it was so cool. i'm so going to the gym everyday after i turn 18. yupp. my condo has this stupid rule that you must to at least 18 in order to hit the gym.haha. lame. well, for the first time i enjoyed my piano lesson. it was totally cool cos i learnt this new song "song without words" by some german composer mandelsohnn or something. the song is just so lyrical.. so suggests the title. i didnt want my piano teacher to stop playing,totally mesmerising i tell you. and when i started to play. keys clashed, notes were read wrongly. urrgh. wad a horrific ordeal. talking to kahwen now. my primary school friend who migrated to NZ. yup. that lucky shit. i loveeeeeee NZ!!! sorry if i sound damn unpatriotic now. my apologies to PAP for this 5 seconds. going to NZ is like going to paradise.how can any place in the world be so pretty. sigh. my mom and sis watching pearl habour on cable AGAIN. i think this is their 3rd time. maybe cos my mom thinks ben affleck is cute and my sis thinks josh hartnett is cuter. me? i want them both!!!! shrieks. ok. thats enough zam. no point acting like a crazy teenager when they're both chucked far away in hollywood surrounded by beautiful models. [life is so unfair] sulks. i feel so sad now cos i miss alot of people and things now. my classmates, my school-life. my juniors. the colin-wanabes. going to parkway after school. getting married to lala time and time again. me getting humiliated during chinese lessons. heck i even miss my fat chinese teacher. those boring lab lessons where i would try new schemes and get fizah, MS, shanti's butts wet. throw food at huiyi during bio. looking forward to crack up during mdm hassan's history classes. my dearest gay club. gosh,it crumbled quite terribly. miss lui's LONG LONG add math lessons and her damn veROARcity pronunciation. its velocity btw. haha. neha's enthusiasm during miss ng's class. i STILL dont quite understand why thou till today. i dont know! just everything! i'm so gonna cry. kahwen said she was reading bout the gay club in my friendster testimonials. she asked tentatively if i was a lesbian./ -__- gosh. hell no. i'm how straight dude. anyway,oh. mystic river, one word. TRAGIC. but superb acting. i adore that show. cos i like tragic and depressing shows. just so so tragic. yes, that reminds me of mrs lopez. see.those memories just never go away. i remember one of her funniest moments was when lala was sleeping in her class. she went,"helena, will you please physically ERECT yourself!" we still laugh at that after like so many months/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9328333-110258460244206082?l=i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/feeds/110258460244206082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9328333&amp;postID=110258460244206082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110258460244206082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110258460244206082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/2004/12/black-thursday.html' title='black thursday'/><author><name>zam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749148547155191871</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-9328333.post-110239855005259896</id><published>2004-12-07T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T13:49:10.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missy missy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;introducing everyone. my lamb. his name is lambert. hahaha. neha gave me that lamb last year. ok,so i chucked it in a corner till recently i "spotted" it and well. you know. the guilt trip and how. so lambert's sleepin with me every night now :&gt;  eek. this is gettin' to sound gayish. this morning. i was like erm talking to lambert. my sissy came into the room and walked out shaking her head. OOPS! its so cold today. BRRR....lets see..i think my new curtains are COOL! they're made of wood. go figure. anyways, to neha.she's leaving for india on thurs. sigh. she actually wanted to bring me along.  DARN. my mom just whacked her head against my bro's book shelf. she's  cursing my bros for being so tall and having bought such a short book shelf. so they wont hit their heads,but she will. ok. out of point. HAHA. becks moo is back. i have yet to see her.and her short hair. gasped! how could she cut her hair. she must have broke rule no.1 of being a bimbo. whee. cant wait to see her and we can paint the town red. and purple of cos :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9328333-110239855005259896?l=i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/feeds/110239855005259896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9328333&amp;postID=110239855005259896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110239855005259896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110239855005259896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/2004/12/missy-missy.html' title='missy missy'/><author><name>zam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749148547155191871</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-9328333.post-110206887966720449</id><published>2004-12-03T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T18:14:39.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>class chalet plus the one who went off-tracks at east coast</title><content type='html'>hey hey heyyyy people..i now how gay the blog is,but den again.wads NOT gay. well, class chalet two days ago. wait a minute,was it 3.or maybe 4. oh watever! but anyway,it was fun fun fuh.i must have demolished close to 10 chicken wings. it was unintentional cos i was cooking :) and sam and MS were flirting blithely in the public [around the cooks at least] sick.hahaha. lemme give u some insight. sam: oh MS! ya're utterly rav&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ishing tonight. pretty MS! [its PMS] IF U HAVE YET to realised. yupp.and it &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;goes on throughout the night. *g&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ag* cherlyn and &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;keow koon were like spying at the guys next door.how typical. we were playing some pictionary similar sort of game initially.my groupie won..haha. smiles sweetly. mdm hassan went with her kids. sooooooo CUTE i tell you :) she's quite something. when we started cooking, all the chicken wings were hopelessly burnt.and voila! they were so yummy when she put her magic into them. damn, i'm so gonna miss her hilarious history lessons man. hah. still, i'm taking history next year. a legacy dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went blading with zhaoey.blah. so sleepy. i was blading sideways. hahaha. and as always,when i'm physically drained, i began to act drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9328333-110206887966720449?l=i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/feeds/110206887966720449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9328333&amp;postID=110206887966720449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110206887966720449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110206887966720449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/2004/12/class-chalet-plus-one-who-went-off.html' title='class chalet plus the one who went off-tracks at east coast'/><author><name>zam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749148547155191871</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-9328333.post-110177039608020461</id><published>2004-11-30T07:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T07:19:56.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>burn baby burn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'm awake. wide awake. and its 7am. i've comtemplated whether i should read my history books or play the piano. but err, i dont wanna use up my brain cells so early in the morning.haha.hafta go for class chalet laters.yippee.suddenly,i'm sorely reminded of last year during sam's bdae at the chalet. yikes. i was so freaked out by roach's bro and company. they refused to let me into the chalet cos they probably tot i was a daylight robber. *sigh* do i even look like one? i feel like rollar-blading! whoohooooo!  i got a big bump on my head.whacked my head on the boom yest. arrgh! yest i missed TWO episodes of CSI...i'm gonna cry. my bro left thailand this morning with the army. and left the house in a mess. i better clear up or my sis and mom will gang up on me declare me the messiest person on the planet. i know, i'm always magligned.but i'm pretty much used to it.haha.heck it. i'm gonna watch tv now..ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9328333-110177039608020461?l=i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/feeds/110177039608020461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9328333&amp;postID=110177039608020461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110177039608020461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110177039608020461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/2004/11/burn-baby-burn.html' title='burn baby burn.'/><author><name>zam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749148547155191871</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-9328333.post-110162177103763046</id><published>2004-11-28T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T14:41:55.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh rainy day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;heyyyyyy guys! my first official entry. talking to wara online now. she claims i'm unholy. wadahell. oh, let me give credits to ahem some people who helped put this blog into proper working order. polly-tagboard. li huan-template. simeng-connections. miss bee-moral support. me-coming up with the idea. HAHAHAHA! as u can clearly see my IQ is quite severely lacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a gloomy gloomy rainy sunday afternoon so i'm gonna do wad i do best- talk to myself.haha. friday was prom night. it was well, wicked. loads of fun fun fun! yea, every other person,esp. perverted wara, wanted my tube dress to drop. talk bout drama mama. haha,well, i was apprehensive too. at the dinner table. i whispered to lala, "err,if my tube drops,i'm gonna die cos i'm wearing a purple bra." she smiles sweetly,"darling, i'm wearing a purple one too!" hahaha. how comforting. as least those spag straps of hers can save her.haha. 10.30pm, dance party started. everyone went crazy. i mean crazy. i couldnt really see much, just everyone trying to jump and dance on their heels. girls, we can be pretty amazing i must say. heex. yiqun,manda and annabel.they were in front of me, trying to ensure their tubes did not drop. aha! my fellow mates. we were in the same boat. lala laughed gleefully at us. guess wad. 5 mins later, somebody's bra dropped. lesson learnt,dont laugh at others when they're in adversity. i'm so sleepy. yawn. i'm becoming a pig man. and yes, i'm currently nearly insane cos i've started reading bout some roman history. quite cool. all the artefacts and stuff. sorry man, i'm just a sucker for historical stuff. oh, my  mom switched out scv box to the digital box. quite cool. got lotsa fantastic channels. hahah,i'm a tv addict. ok, i'm going take a short nap now...which eventually will lead to a deep slumber. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9328333-110162177103763046?l=i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/feeds/110162177103763046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9328333&amp;postID=110162177103763046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110162177103763046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9328333/posts/default/110162177103763046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-oh-so-gay.blogspot.com/2004/11/oh-rainy-day.html' title='oh rainy day!'/><author><name>zam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14749148547155191871</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>
