<?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-9164239</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:05:19.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Master of Imbroglio</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Master of Imbroglio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11260396817746067400</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>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9164239.post-3844205929518362198</id><published>2008-08-05T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T02:27:59.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what's in a word? is it an expression?&lt;br /&gt;do we have faith in everything it is?&lt;br /&gt;what it can warrant, without compassion,&lt;br /&gt;captaining the world with a simple kiss!&lt;br /&gt;I put forth the notion words but ascribe&lt;br /&gt;glamour, not truth, to the plainest joyance.&lt;br /&gt;but, truth, 'tis no sin that it can describe,&lt;br /&gt;though only with affected importance.&lt;br /&gt;I need not employ elegant sayings&lt;br /&gt;to say I need, much more so than love, thee&lt;br /&gt;as exactness of the word is pleading&lt;br /&gt;(meaning requisite, or necessary)&lt;br /&gt;a need, that not hell nor heaven or age,&lt;br /&gt;not life nor death could hope to assuage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164239-3844205929518362198?l=everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/feeds/3844205929518362198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164239&amp;postID=3844205929518362198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/3844205929518362198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/3844205929518362198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/2008/08/whats-in-word-is-it-expression-do-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Master of Imbroglio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11260396817746067400</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-9164239.post-1415305051646415335</id><published>2007-09-23T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T00:03:49.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>angry angry little children</title><content type='html'>miss joanne&lt;br /&gt;we understand now that you do not fully understand the jokes that we crack, and hence shall reserve them for more appreciative audiences. from hence forth, our relationship as students and teacher shall be strictly formal, which includes formal language from both sides. by which formal we also prefer the grammatical correct sort. we also have noticed that you are incapable of discerning sincere concern (about whether you understood the joke, which, you apparently did not)&lt;br /&gt;and hence, we shall withdraw all forms of concern and regard each other in a business like wayfrom hence forth, you shall be our teacher and we your students.&lt;br /&gt;we will put so much attention into your classes as you have so much put effort into teaching us. i also refer to the incident that you refused to help a group with some technical difficulties before diagnosing the problem. i find it highly unbecoming of a thinking, caring teacher.&lt;br /&gt;i also refer to the wisecracks specifically directed to each sutdentit is no different from a school yard bully. i also highly recommend you report back to MOE and get them to recertify you as a teacher. but to be fair, we will give you till the first of august to do some soul searching and reflection.&lt;br /&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;our warmest regards,&lt;br /&gt;211&lt;br /&gt;(get everybody to sign)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;case against joanne&lt;br /&gt;she is hypocritical in insulting our sense of humour while her own sense of humour is used to tear people down. in as much as we have not been acting like "thinking intellectual student"&lt;br /&gt;she is even less inexcusable as a teacher and a mentor to whom we are supposed to look up to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you may also point out her grammatical errors and malaprops&lt;br /&gt;she does not have the ettiquette and does not behave like a teacher should&lt;br /&gt;she derides you, refuses to help you and&lt;br /&gt; _______(insert other complaints here)_____________&lt;br /&gt;she cannot take a joke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exdeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;zz-zaaaang!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164239-1415305051646415335?l=everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/feeds/1415305051646415335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164239&amp;postID=1415305051646415335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/1415305051646415335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/1415305051646415335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/2007/09/angry-angry-little-children.html' title='angry angry little children'/><author><name>Master of Imbroglio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11260396817746067400</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-9164239.post-249786411439231497</id><published>2007-08-18T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T00:09:30.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wonder how yingyue's doing in vietnam. maybe one day she'll count her damned blessings.&lt;br /&gt;(becky being very grateful about rachel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'll sing praise! cause He's bought me at the highest cost.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll be able to talk to Him again, someday. when i get more disciplined and read my bible everyday (getting very very lazy) and i'd trust him and talk to him everyday.&lt;br /&gt;cause i miss Him too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(more quoting of moffatts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(all meinliebs)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164239-249786411439231497?l=everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/feeds/249786411439231497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164239&amp;postID=249786411439231497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/249786411439231497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/249786411439231497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/2007/08/wonder-how-yingyues-doing-in-vietnam.html' title=''/><author><name>Master of Imbroglio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11260396817746067400</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-9164239.post-1152999974980291219</id><published>2007-06-10T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T07:39:29.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>theres no better blessing than being with you.&lt;br /&gt;im smiling.&lt;br /&gt;i havent come on for so long that everything i wanted to say doesnt mean anything anymore. whoo.&lt;br /&gt;jesus&lt;br /&gt;lover of my soul&lt;br /&gt;jesus&lt;br /&gt;i will never let you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthdya shu! although very much belated.&lt;br /&gt;and teddy. i love you&lt;br /&gt;now im just grinning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday pokhead&lt;br /&gt;todays gonna be bright&lt;br /&gt;it gonna be shiny&lt;br /&gt;so just slide!&lt;br /&gt;man im hooked. and incoherent&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164239-1152999974980291219?l=everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/feeds/1152999974980291219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164239&amp;postID=1152999974980291219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/1152999974980291219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/1152999974980291219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/2007/06/theres-no-better-blessing-than-being.html' title=''/><author><name>Master of Imbroglio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11260396817746067400</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-9164239.post-1351985293412273233</id><published>2007-04-20T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T02:03:57.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am blessed. theres no better way of putting it.&lt;br /&gt;when i thought there was NO hope of finding my phone i  found it. like i knocked on every door. must have been like 40 doors.&lt;br /&gt;on another note, im wasting my affections. squandering is not approved of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-9164239.post-585580650880384994</id><published>2007-03-23T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T00:31:49.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am starting to like my ice cream group even though minyees a complete jinx. mm always liked them. hmm love then. scarce in my vocab. non inclusive of post migration emo crap.&lt;br /&gt;i got the book! and my mom will flip when she sees it. i did when i saw the postage cost.&lt;br /&gt;mm ice cream withdrawal.&lt;br /&gt;netball too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bernice owes meeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164239-585580650880384994?l=everythingiwishedfor.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-9164239.post-7921118487579948550</id><published>2007-03-15T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T00:07:39.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mother's bad hairday</title><content type='html'>(i accept all responsibility)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164239-7921118487579948550?l=everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/feeds/7921118487579948550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164239&amp;postID=7921118487579948550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/7921118487579948550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/7921118487579948550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-laughed-today.html' title='mother&apos;s bad hairday'/><author><name>Master of Imbroglio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11260396817746067400</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-9164239.post-4616005900157789002</id><published>2007-02-24T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T00:06:23.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>suckass</title><content type='html'>(eek angry angry)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164239-4616005900157789002?l=everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/feeds/4616005900157789002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164239&amp;postID=4616005900157789002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/4616005900157789002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/4616005900157789002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/2007/02/suckass.html' title='suckass'/><author><name>Master of Imbroglio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11260396817746067400</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-9164239.post-115960133257256195</id><published>2006-09-30T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T00:28:52.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes i hate loh, and im not going to be tactful about it. now instead of posting about stupid things about how my life sucks and what shit or the uneventful, non interesting daily happenings we can post about my letter pertaining to that bitch.&lt;br /&gt;i have an annex of claim data warrant. cool eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please take note this is already the most tactful version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guanrong sugar, i think its wiser to pass english and lit before i send anything off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Dearest Mrs Loh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;I have noticed several of your shortcomings during my year with you. My letter has few literary devices and I am sorry to have let you down on this. Also attached is an annex of “claim data warrant” which I have managed to find use for in daily application.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;With the coming of the EOIs and English examinations, I realise that our class is not up to schedule with the oral practice. Apparently Miss Megan Seah has completed going through the notes at least a few days before. What worried me was the close proximity between the oral practise, which you had set to do the on the week of the exam, the second and last practise being only the day before the actual exam, I’m not sure how you are doing with your other classes, but I find this very unsettling. You do not seem up to task and we are usually in a mad scramble before exams (or at least speeding through it faster than the other classes).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I give that we might be noisy and active, but this only makes us participative. And if you do not like this participation, I have heard nothing of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Another thing I realise is that you do not return our worksheets and assignments to us on time on a regular basis. First and foremost, the worksheets we get back from you constitute about less than ten percent than what we’ve handed in. you may feel free to correct this statistic, I just do not recall receiving more than ten worksheets corrected and re handed out. Just in case you feel the need for a citation of an incident, I shall quote a very important literature event. Before our literature test, I distinctively recall, unseen poem, you had us do a practise a few days before the actual exam. And you returned it to us much later, at least a month after the exam. Be it two weeks, or one, or even a day, the fact is that you gave it to us late and we could not benefit much from the practice. The examination paper was returned the next term. Don’t you find that though you want us to keep straight deadlines, you do not keep to them yourself? Though you might have not promised or set deadlines, but from where I’m coming from, you have let me (from the perspective of your student) down greatly and disappointed us on your part. Learning might be our responsibility, but you (teachers) teach us. Do you not too, have obligations? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Another reason why we might be going slower is there is a lot of inflexibility and you do not let us do things in our own way. Your very strict and proper ways and our upbeat enthusiastic ways and don’t necessarily click well, fast. Again, for reference’s sake, you gave us a task to group ourselves according to things to review. And because we were not all in seats or because we were talking, you got fairly upset and slowed the whole class down. The details I am not too sure of, not as much as the literature examination, but we were greatly slowed by your inability to split into groups. By my reasoning, noise generated firstly should not hinder curriculum and secondly, your inflexibility and need for silence should not rob us of the right to enjoy English, a break away from the monotonous subjects of science, etc. Again, I will welcome you other opinions about the matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Thirdly, I realise you tend to extend beyond the bell. This slight delay of five minutes might hinder our later activities. We usually got to science lab late in the earlier part of the year when it was after your subject. As Mrs Bala believes, doesn’t your period end as soon as the bell goes? You not only do not stop speaking when the bell goes, you have no qualms taking the time between blocks which belongs to either us, or the next teacher. You say nothing about taking extra time, which is taken just because you have a lot to say. Sometimes when you period is before lunch or break time, that extra five minutes you take doubles the canteen queues in length and hence I end up either not eating or not being unable to accomplish what I had intended to do, i.e. do homework. (even if homework, in your opinion is not to be done during school time, you should not take our time based on that reasoning.) Those five minutes amplifies to fifteen minutes or minutes because of queue time, just in case you were unaware of this reckoning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Fourthly, which I’m rather afraid of raising it so late, I feel you have a problem with my attitude. Just because my face is dark and generally mistaken to be bad tempered, you have called me unremorseful (by lecturing me in class and wasting class time doing so for not having bought &lt;i style=""&gt;A Sense of Belonging&lt;/i&gt;). I, now, am very disappointed that I didn’t take this up with you earlier. Take for example. Would you like to be called annoying because you smiled continually, especially in front of all your friends? Did this not occur to you that I always look like that, that I do not smile? You may check this with my acquaintances. Above and beyond, I have and will not, through the entire student handbook, see a policy which obligates me to look remorseful or get upset during a lecture (about my face not looking the way it should). I saved you a lot of complications by not crying or doing anything of that sort. Besides, I didn’t half mind when Mrs Bala or any other teacher told me to smile. You leaped to conclusions that I didn’t have expression on my face because I was “unremorseful”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;And the other time you took up my whole recess telling me that the possibility of my literature journal falling out of my bag is absurd and “lame”. You made derogatory comments such as “if you were to rate that excuse, it would be very lousy” and “that excuse sucks”. I can’t prove it because it was only between you and me. It’s your word or mine. But I’m sure for every of your shortcomings listed that you wouldn’t call me a liar because my conscience isn’t getting at me. I put it to you to refute it. That is no way to speak to a student who has a seven year-old bag with a faulty zipper (who saves money because it still works). It’s not like I said it grew legs and ran away. I said it fell out of my bag. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;And after that, you told me to go and come back seven times. I’ll re-enact the scenario so you remember. After the lecture on how “lousy (my) excuse” was, you asked me what else I had to say. I said that I hadn’t anything more. You told me to go, and I left. You called me back to say that I’d forgotten to say something. I didn’t think there was anything more to say but you refused to tell me what I’d forgotten. So I guessed and said goodbye. YOU didn’t say anything so I left. You called me back and so I thanked you and bid you farewell. You called me back to lecture me about my human relations skills. This went on a good five more times, taking a rather long time, leaving me five minutes to finish recess. Our one sided conversation and rush for time made me lose my appetite. If you would like to know, that resulted in a bout of gastric, which I believe you know me prone to. I just stomached it silently, but now I think I was wrong to do so and should have mentioned when these two incidents were fresh in your memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Fifthly, I detect bias in the way you treat students. More participative students such as Jo-Ann and Joo Gian receive far better treatment than, say, Bernice and I. You have no reservations sending us out of class but instead tell other students to merely copy notes. You have much authority to do so, but little reason. I would like to hear if you have a grudge against me for my seemingly disinterest in the subject(s).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I know this is not an especially flattering letter but I had to bring it up. As mentioned in our CLE, I am entitled to my opinion as you are entitled to correct me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right; text-indent: 0.5in;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Yours,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right; text-indent: 0.5in;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Rebekah Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;P.S. I have a problem with you calling me Becky. Please stick to conventional Rebekah. I find it unnerving and informal. How I am supposed to respect someone who cannot respect me by using my proper name? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;P.P.S. if you happen not to understand where I’m coming from by not wanting to be called Becky, imagine me calling you Prissy. I find it highly unattractive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Annex A&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;For reference to greater comprehend the letter to which it has been attached.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;table class="MsoTableGrid" style="border: medium none ; border-collapse: collapse;" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style=""&gt;   &lt;td style="border: 1pt solid windowtext; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 19.8pt;" valign="top" width="26"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: windowtext windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1pt 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 93.9pt;" valign="top" width="125"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Claim &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: windowtext windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1pt 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 219.45pt;" valign="top" width="293"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Data &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: windowtext windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1pt 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 116.85pt;" valign="top" width="156"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Warrant &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style=""&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 19.8pt;" valign="top" width="26"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;1.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 93.9pt;" valign="top" width="125"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;You tend to rush   before exams&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 219.45pt;" valign="top" width="293"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Wingdings;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;§&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;The   oral practise was done in two days, the second one being the day before the   oral examination&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 116.85pt;" valign="top" width="156"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;This last-minute   practice leaves very little time to spare. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style=""&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 19.8pt;" valign="top" width="26"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;2.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 93.9pt;" valign="top" width="125"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;You give us   little time to revise our work&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 219.45pt;" valign="top" width="293"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Wingdings;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;§&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Test   practice for Unseen Poem was returned after the actual exam&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Wingdings;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;§&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Actual   exam was returned in the next term&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Wingdings;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;§&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;File   &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 116.85pt;" valign="top" width="156"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;You hardly   return the homework we hand in on time (on time being max. a week before   return)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style=""&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 19.8pt;" valign="top" width="26"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;3.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 93.9pt;" valign="top" width="125"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;You might have   been slowing the class on your part&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 219.45pt;" valign="top" width="293"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Wingdings;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;§&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;We   were asked to return to our places during the time of reviews, where we were   asked to form groups. You told us that you were upset that we were not   sitting down on chairs.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 116.85pt;" valign="top" width="156"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;You   inflexibility might delay our class which is already not on task.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style=""&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 19.8pt;" valign="top" width="26"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;4.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 93.9pt;" valign="top" width="125"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;You take up our   personal time&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 219.45pt;" valign="top" width="293"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Wingdings;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;§&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;You   talk beyond the bell&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Wingdings;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;§&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Just   recently you made us stay back on two consecutive days because there were   hitches during the time which was originally intended for the literature   performance task on the first day. The second day again because the planning   was yet again very bad, considering you went over time for oral practice, and   you spared only thirty minutes for six groups of five minute presentation,   giving no allowance for the transportation of props, especially the four   large and heavy tables, and also the stairs. You depended on the ten minutes   past curriculum time which belonged to us. My friends had to find transport   to their CCA at judo so as not to hold back others’ personal time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Wingdings;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;§&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Those   two above mentioned days constituted about an hour and a half in total of our   personal time&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Wingdings;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;§&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;You   called me back seven times because I did not exit from your sight in a proper   manner and wasted my recess doing so, resulting in gastric&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 116.85pt;" valign="top" width="156"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;You impose on   precious commodity, time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style=""&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 19.8pt;" valign="top" width="26"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;5.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 93.9pt;" valign="top" width="125"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;You have jumped   to conclusions about my attitude&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 219.45pt;" valign="top" width="293"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Wingdings;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;§&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;You   called me unremorseful in front of the whole class because of the way I &lt;i style=""&gt;looked&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Wingdings;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;§&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;You   called my reason as to why I did not hand my literature journal (which I did   eventually, and haven’t had returned) a “lame” and “lousy” one&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Wingdings;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;§&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;You   called me back seven times because I wasn’t looking at you properly&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 116.85pt;" valign="top" width="156"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;I did not have a   negative attitude towards English and literature. I simply did not have a   teacher who inspired me, and those remarks were uncalled for&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style=""&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 19.8pt;" valign="top" width="26"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;6.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 93.9pt;" valign="top" width="125"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;You are slightly   biased&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 219.45pt;" valign="top" width="293"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Wingdings;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;§&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;You   requested me and Bernice to go out of class when we hadn’t finished our work,   but merely told Joo Gian to take notes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 116.85pt;" valign="top" width="156"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Difference in   treatment is very obvious to my classmates and me, if not you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style=""&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 19.8pt;" valign="top" width="26"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;7.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 93.9pt;" valign="top" width="125"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;I find little   mutual respect in that you call me by my personal pet name Becky&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 219.45pt;" valign="top" width="293"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Wingdings;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;§&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;You   call me Becky&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 116.85pt;" valign="top" width="156"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;I rather have   conventional name, and pet names are for my friends and family, neither of   two categories you belong to.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; oh and lastly,&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;gee im sorry maryam. about the jellybeans and all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164239-115960133257256195?l=everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/feeds/115960133257256195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164239&amp;postID=115960133257256195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/115960133257256195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/115960133257256195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/2006/09/yes-i-hate-loh-and-im-not-going-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Master of Imbroglio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11260396817746067400</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-9164239.post-115769249640283945</id><published>2006-09-07T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T22:14:56.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;im gonna regret posting this. heck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Looks like we just crashed course into adolescence. I didn’t believe the myths of it happening, no not quite. Anyway blogger’s down. So. Im just going to be dumb and talk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I like Rachel and dora and lisa and maryam and Darrell. Yes yes just the few of them. In order of preference too. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Maybe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;nancy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt; and yimin and guanrong too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Nancy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt; and guanrong cause i know they’re better than me and yimin i don’t know. Rachel! Rachel duh. MY best friend. Birthday’s coming up. I’m getting her something from taka. Cause the other jewellery shops all way off budgets. Dora cause she’s always there. I might heck migration and go rent a place at her house. Lisa cause she likes me too. Don’t know her priorities. At all. Maryam cause she was/is? (Was. Definitely.) the most compatible with me. Darrell. Cause I do. Even though I know she doesn’t like me cause I kinda suck up to her. Like today when I hugged her guanrong looked up and said group hug and hugged from Darrell’s back. I told her to get lost and that I only hug Darrell. Heh heh. I shouldn’t have done that considering next year I might never get her to hug her anyway. its not like i dont like hugs. i just chicken out at the last moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I miss drawing gory stuff with maryam. Don’t know how her brain works now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I’m socially dead now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Still that gives me no reason to migrate. That would make me socially non existent. Prehistoric.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;And as I go to sleep tonight, dear lord, stay with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164239-115769249640283945?l=everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/feeds/115769249640283945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164239&amp;postID=115769249640283945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/115769249640283945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/115769249640283945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-gonna-regret-posting-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Master of Imbroglio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11260396817746067400</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-9164239.post-115200467839704412</id><published>2006-07-04T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T02:18:01.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not a [p]uppet</title><content type='html'>i once loved her. and him. and the rest of them. stupid idiots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my lord and i know why.&lt;br /&gt;he loves me, and i dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youre the one ignoring me dammit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164239-115200467839704412?l=everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/feeds/115200467839704412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164239&amp;postID=115200467839704412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/115200467839704412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/115200467839704412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/2006/07/not-puppet.html' title='not a [p]uppet'/><author><name>Master of Imbroglio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11260396817746067400</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-9164239.post-114857949076513567</id><published>2006-05-25T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T10:53:31.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>may 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;unbelievably fun. i cant be bothered to blog so copy paste from maryam&lt;br /&gt;ooh i just realised how much i am like you. just not so depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(88, 137, 132);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(88, 137, 132);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(88, 137, 132);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(88, 137, 132);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(88, 137, 132);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(88, 137, 132);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(88, 137, 132);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(88, 137, 132);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(88, 137, 132);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(88, 137, 132);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(88, 137, 132);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(88, 137, 132);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(88, 137, 132);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(88, 137, 132);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(88, 137, 132);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(111, 184, 177);"&gt;Wednesday, May 10, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 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TODAY WAS F-U-N!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becky, lisa and nance had third lang and so we ALL stayed back and rampaged 112. YEAH YEAH YEAH! lisa was throwing ammo everywhere. they were like flying here.. flying there.. bouncing of our heads..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then she took off her shoes so becks and i stole them and hid them. ^^ nance was trying her best to do her chinese compo but in the end just started crapping along with us. muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then becks and i had a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chair fight&lt;/span&gt;! sounds scary, i know. but really, its good exercise. and when we were done (i won both!) nancy FINALLY got inspiration for her compo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i became the chair queen. haha. ha.and i knighted nancy. and then we decided to calm down a bit. mind you, by then chairs were everywhere and paper balls could be seen all over. and we sat with nancy who was still struggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lisa, who was at the computer, on the other hand, started laughing hysterically while watching gay anime on youtube. and it scared me half to death. &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while she was doing that, the 3 of us uh did &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt; on a piece of paper (its a surprise!) and she came along to see what we were doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;of course we couldnt show her. haha. in the end she finally managed to grab the paper. so becky pounce on her. as in really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pounce&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; - FLUNG HERSELF. and retrieved it. by then of course lisa, becks and i were laughing hysterically. nancy was just looking on. o.o then i had a counselling session with nancy. who just started whacking me instead of counselling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoppe fun shyte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after all that. we calmed down a bit once more, like good little children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN I MANAGED TO GRAB NANCY'S CHAIR AND SHE FELL OF IT! WOOHOO! AND WE ALL SAT ON HER! YEAH YEAH YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. by then lisa and nancy only had half and hour to do their compo. so becks (FROM ONE THIRTEEN! ONE THIRTEEN! NOT TWELVE! THIRTEEN!) HELPED me clean the whole classroom. it looks nice and neat now. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. i havent had such fun for such a long time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;splendid. i was hoping to have another of those wednesdays. i hope i dont have to chnage third lang days. then nancy and i cannot hitch rides from each other. speaking of which that stupid asshole.&lt;br /&gt;unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby say i lied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164239-114857949076513567?l=everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/feeds/114857949076513567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164239&amp;postID=114857949076513567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/114857949076513567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/114857949076513567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/2006/05/may-10.html' title='may 10'/><author><name>Master of Imbroglio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11260396817746067400</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-9164239.post-114354429723952172</id><published>2006-03-28T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T03:11:37.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy haha.&lt;br /&gt;my testimonial&lt;br /&gt;not quite, but heck. kind of just for me recently&lt;br /&gt;ive lived knowing jesus all my life, and i know its hard sometimes, but its sheer joy.&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes i doubt, so i affirm my belief. i believe jesus died for us out of love, and there is no other god.&lt;br /&gt;how i know he exists?&lt;br /&gt;reliable history for one.&lt;br /&gt;because there is a strong nation out there, who has survived its enemies, and have been delievered by a god. my god, the god. israel, duh has been surrounded by enemies, or rather arab nations but still stands strong.&lt;br /&gt;i also read a book called the ark uncovered, which further proves that noah existed, hence the bible is true. (the books believes they have found the ark, but its too controversial for the media to prove true.)&lt;br /&gt;i tell you my family has encountered miracles. my grandfather and cousin have seen angels. i would have elaborated to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mama has seen it twice before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was waiting for the spirits to come in(you know the two disks things, one side flat one side curved, when you throw, and the disks fall one curved one flat, the sprirts have come in. if both are the same then not yet lar.) and then the spirits just wouldnt come&lt;br /&gt;then she realsied that there was a crucifix on the table. when she removed it, immediately the spirits came. she had been standing there for hours throwing those disks and they just wouldnt come in. when she removed the cross, only then did the disks fall one flat, one curved.&lt;br /&gt;the other time she was in the hospital watching my grandfather pass.&lt;br /&gt;he was a new convert, she wasnt. just as he was dying, she saw, herself, with her own eyes, the light from the blinds fall in the shape of a crucifix, over the bed. you know they should come in light horizontal bars right. they didnt, there was a clear vertical column of light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know i a thing about islam, but i from what i know i just dont get the concept of buddhism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of all, i know my god exists believe i can feel him love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way if you ever think im ignoring you because im petty, im not.&lt;br /&gt;im well.. ill wont do that.&lt;br /&gt;im possessive, not petty. i value my friends too much&lt;br /&gt;i dont change them like underwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faggots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164239-114354429723952172?l=everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/feeds/114354429723952172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164239&amp;postID=114354429723952172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/114354429723952172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/114354429723952172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/2006/03/heyy-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Master of Imbroglio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11260396817746067400</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-9164239.post-113973197524288564</id><published>2006-02-12T00:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T00:12:55.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>church</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164239-113973197524288564?l=everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/feeds/113973197524288564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164239&amp;postID=113973197524288564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/113973197524288564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/113973197524288564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/2006/02/church.html' title='church'/><author><name>Master of Imbroglio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11260396817746067400</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-9164239.post-113032988209224712</id><published>2005-10-26T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T05:31:23.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ahaha</title><content type='html'>hey pok faces whee so boring at home. i'll be leaving for vietnam yimin better give me a response. i dont know whether ill call your parents. or you could save yourself and call me before the ninth.&lt;br /&gt;i taught dora how to shoot. i worked a miracle in a failed student yea? in ya face yimin. well dora claims credit for herself.&lt;br /&gt;i told her to spin the ball and through high. and she gets it in. haak &lt;br /&gt;i cxan shoot better when im playing with dora. cannot when im with yimin suck you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faster please leh yimin come my church camp. besides buying me a ferret. you owe me.&lt;br /&gt;also go doras church camp&lt;br /&gt;please lehh. go mine first. mine go malaysia eh more worth it. very fun can swim and play captains ball and water polo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to year book also wahlao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday got stupid art nonsense make a doll. looked quite weird but fun to play with. got doll looking like a voodoo miss phua doll.&lt;br /&gt;kinda screwed up the doll who cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today got what grooming rubbish cut the crap then we played taiti oh and put the sample foundation they gave us on my dolls face. looked ugly but less ugly than on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow got what movie shit&lt;br /&gt;also got a course for flash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheee&lt;br /&gt;yimin go my church camp tell me fast&lt;br /&gt;i need to pool&lt;br /&gt;im already having a hard time trying to fork out 250 bucks&lt;br /&gt;please come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                   MYschnips.golliwog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164239-113032988209224712?l=everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/feeds/113032988209224712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164239&amp;postID=113032988209224712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/113032988209224712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/113032988209224712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/2005/10/ahaha.html' title='ahaha'/><author><name>Master of Imbroglio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11260396817746067400</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-9164239.post-112333845219033867</id><published>2005-08-06T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T07:27:32.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>katong</title><content type='html'>for all the glutons out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to katong today for music lessons. we ate at katong lar. bought ham and a whole loaf of bread from the supermarket with my maid and sis. then we were sitting outside the studio shoving bread into our mouths.&lt;br /&gt;skip the music lesson. it sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that we got hungry again. we bought the whole chocolate fudge cake from cold storage. like the four dollar one. i love chocolate. so well...i was paying for cos my maid went to airport. then we bought the cake and two cans of isport. then we realised we didnt have anything to eat it with(my sis and i). we went in and bought 24 spoons( nondisposable). we sat on the steps digging into the cake with spoons ( we didnt want to buy the spoon we thought of using straws. STRAWS) &lt;br /&gt;i got hungry again and went to buy a frankfurter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ate twice what my sis ate. i drank half can coke and one and half can isport. i ate two thirds of the cake and two huge sanwiches. i ate two thirds of the frankfurter. haaak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on the one and half hour straight bus home i slept on my sis shoulder. so bony. and i thought she was fat. i nearly dislocated my jaw sleeping on her shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;and i just ate rojak for dinner&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164239-112333845219033867?l=everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/feeds/112333845219033867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164239&amp;postID=112333845219033867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/112333845219033867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/112333845219033867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/2005/08/katong.html' title='katong'/><author><name>Master of Imbroglio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11260396817746067400</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-9164239.post-111864683943425925</id><published>2005-06-13T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T00:13:59.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>names</title><content type='html'>those names i out on my links arent supposed to be funny. and it isnt im deleting it anyway. why are you so freakin worked up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164239-111864683943425925?l=everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/feeds/111864683943425925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164239&amp;postID=111864683943425925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/111864683943425925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/111864683943425925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/2005/06/names.html' title='names'/><author><name>Master of Imbroglio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11260396817746067400</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-9164239.post-111864674560004199</id><published>2005-06-13T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T00:12:25.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>heck</title><content type='html'>look. it know you usually talk this way like thats the way we speak. so what if mel doesnt know and comes to my defense man. so i find it funny that shes coming to my defense. im not freakin encouraging her so you little morons have made the same mistake. and you get so worked up about it and spam on my tag. now tell me whos pissed. im not getting it very well from both ends cos you dont know how to take a joke whe it comes. and even if its not. so shut up. i wasjust so sian during the hols ok so i accused yimin of ingoring me. there no need to make a huge bloody staement about it. and lisa there no need to tell me off. you know i have very different friends and i treat each of them differently. so all of you sattup and fuck off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164239-111864674560004199?l=everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/feeds/111864674560004199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164239&amp;postID=111864674560004199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/111864674560004199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/111864674560004199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/2005/06/heck.html' title='heck'/><author><name>Master of Imbroglio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11260396817746067400</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-9164239.post-111537522940032721</id><published>2005-05-06T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T03:27:09.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gimme</title><content type='html'>i wanna a ferret so bad.... some one get me a freakin ferret. or a prarie dog. they both so damn cute lor. i want an albino ferret. their eyes are damn cute.................. their fur is used to make mink.......the hcl thing so sadisticlor..... tell people how hunters catch ferrets......... i wanna go victoria market to buy ferrets..... but thats kinda far away...........like in melbourne.... im blogging for my friends i dont really see..........but if you people see this, pool and get me one&lt;br /&gt;and dora buy me a shirt my mum dont help me buy... she buy ones with tree pictures on it..............sometimes flowers......... then make me wear to church&lt;br /&gt;yimin or rachel(if your ever ever get to read this) help me decorate me plain ones...........mebbe i just wear plain ones out&lt;br /&gt;i want a damn ferret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel dont swear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164239-111537522940032721?l=everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/feeds/111537522940032721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164239&amp;postID=111537522940032721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/111537522940032721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/111537522940032721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/2005/05/gimme.html' title='gimme'/><author><name>Master of Imbroglio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11260396817746067400</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-9164239.post-111027973987572384</id><published>2005-03-08T02:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T03:02:19.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>aiya whatever</title><content type='html'>you guys wanted me to post so im giving you a stupid post to piss you off.&lt;br /&gt;what the hell lor. i got higher for chinese than i got for math. and the chinese paper so many people  got damn low and i beat marissa and yimin and rachel. im so happy(sorry guys) im on par with dora but hav eyet to beat her. haiya. kristy beat me!!*sob* what the hell. first time i beat so many people who usually beat me like ten marks but i lose to kristy by half a blinking mark. feel like slapping her. argh.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. i bet the littlew sissified boy in church so im happy. i probably got higher than the rest of his idiotic class cause he's top five. ke lian.&lt;br /&gt;pissed off big time. marissa beat me by nine marks, yimin by 7, dora by five, rebecca by 1. wah........... i dont believe i got higher for chinese. so sad............................................... im flunking math&lt;br /&gt;the stupid math test today so hard. and i tried all the questions so im going to die. bloody hell. i feel so moronic after this post.  damn you.&lt;br /&gt;but english mock paper second highest in my class. muahahaha. rachel beat me.*sob*&lt;br /&gt;dammit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164239-111027973987572384?l=everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/feeds/111027973987572384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164239&amp;postID=111027973987572384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/111027973987572384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/111027973987572384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/2005/03/aiya-whatever.html' title='aiya whatever'/><author><name>Master of Imbroglio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11260396817746067400</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-9164239.post-110135338645750157</id><published>2004-11-24T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T19:29:46.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the truce</title><content type='html'>i just made a truce with kristy yesterday. no more backstabbing etc etc. its another blog. if lisa knew she would flip. but i hope she understands. kristy is a very powerful "political" leader. and i hope when i am in 6p i will have a relatively peaceful life. i dont want any interferences with my life by awful backstabbing. please understand lisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164239-110135338645750157?l=everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/feeds/110135338645750157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164239&amp;postID=110135338645750157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/110135338645750157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/110135338645750157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/2004/11/truce.html' title='the truce'/><author><name>Master of Imbroglio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11260396817746067400</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-9164239.post-110087322492772821</id><published>2004-11-19T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T06:07:04.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>freakin out big time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;guys. you so have to look at this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onemore.biz/Evidence666isRealMoney.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://www.onemore.biz/Evidence666isRealMoney.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164239-110087322492772821?l=everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/feeds/110087322492772821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164239&amp;postID=110087322492772821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/110087322492772821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/110087322492772821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/2004/11/freakin-out-big-time.html' title='freakin out big time'/><author><name>Master of Imbroglio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11260396817746067400</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-9164239.post-110069602194939196</id><published>2004-11-17T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T00:13:54.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet the parents</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(WAHAHAHAHAHA. how unpolitical. i'll leave it here so everybody can see what i was like)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wah lao. how could mrs tay have said that lor. she said two things: i was not pushing myself hard enough. fair enough. i COULD HAVE pushed myself harder and SUPPOSE I get better grades. i supppose i CAN ALWAYS do BETTER, COULD HAVE studied harder, SHOULD HAVE improved myself. then she said i had a sharp tongue. what the hell. WHAT THE HELL. i dontcare if she over heard my speaking sarcastically. i mean, come on, we ALL do. nobody can say that they dont truthfully.sheesh. like i care. or my friends. dont you all just want me to be less violent? please lah, you have such a blunt friend like me, its an advantage. i am i perfect critic. i will prepare you for your life ahead. i mean that everybody else is so, erm, whatever you call it. im about the only one who gives you honest answers straight to your face. take for example lisa. i tell her straight to the face that she's fat. she prefers it to indirect criticism. if you ask me a yes no question the answer is usually yes, but i often say no too. and i always make up for the "sharp tongue" with actions. you can drag me around so long as you dont provoke me in anyway. i take the rap for you many times. not good enough? i always keep my word. even if i hate you, i dont show it and you can have a dull but pleasant conversation with me. still not good enough? i lend you quite alot of good stuff and use the crappy stuff to use. to top it all off, i will never ever leave you to be with someone popular.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh ya, the next year's class. i dont like 50 percent of my class. i mean of who i know. ok, ok, i admit i pissed. DAMMIT, I AM FREAKIN PISSED. I GOT QUEENIE, KRISTY AND DEBBIE. OKOK IM PREJUDICED AGAINST THEM. BUT HELL WOULD I CARE?queenie is so damn stuck up, she sucks up to the teachers, domineering. oh yes. and if i am sharp tongued, her tongue can probably cut a lime in two. if she ever went to court, she'd probably win because she scared the hell out of everybody including the judge. well, not if the judge were me. i hold such powderful gruges. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and kristy. she is the lesser queenie. same thing, she sucks up to teachers and pupils who often fall for it. attention seeking and whiny. but overall she is ok. you can talk to her without a hitch. she does every thing to please you unless she has an ally in the group. the verdict: kristy is a kind but attention seeking girl. annoying, steals friends, but if neither you nor your friends fall for it, you are ok. (eek. sorry kirsty) if anyone of you do, you will (die) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you can come to me for help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;deb is just so blur. you cant have a proper coversation with her without repeating the same thing over and over again. kind heart and holds no grudges, so i have nothing against her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i hold alot of grudges, just dont show it. i am ego and sharp tongued. enlighted me. sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164239-110069602194939196?l=everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/feeds/110069602194939196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164239&amp;postID=110069602194939196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/110069602194939196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/110069602194939196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/2004/11/meet-parents.html' title='Meet the parents'/><author><name>Master of Imbroglio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11260396817746067400</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-9164239.post-110061438622570698</id><published>2004-11-16T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T06:13:06.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sucky day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hey people or whoever's got the cheeck to read this. we started the day &lt;strong&gt;real&lt;/strong&gt; nice. mrs tay was giving out little presents cos we all got above 80 for math. i got a keychain lioon. kinda cute. dora got an unidentified animal as a bookmark. sucker. yimin was lucky that there were so many blind people before that didn't take the monkey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;THEN we had SPRING CLEANING. ironical that it was at the end of the year and also our "autum". rush here rush there and the only difference that we made to the classroom was remove the stupid blue stars which dora wanted to keep. not forgetting we also made it messier. typical us. we just ran around the place washing the rags and buket and pretending to clean. we were just sitting around till mrs tay chased us. i suppose we were all vying for the HOUSEWIFE OF THE YEAR AWARD. prestigious man.the bloody tap was so damn slow that i betcha we took more time washing the rags than cleaning up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;followed by that lame speech day rehersal. it was so artificial and so angmoh till can die. the band played the same stupid song. when it came to the school song yimin was singing and it sounded so darn funny i whacked her and could n't stop laughing till the end off. abit like my p3 days where we'd laugh at this teacher who sand totally off key, change the pitch a million times and sounds like someone's pinching ass and she's jumping in pain and can't scream because she just cos her tonsils are broken from the time she tried to sing. tried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then we had the report book. i nearly flipped. bloody hell i was in 6P and i only had lisa, dora and rachel with me. and i got sooooo low for much exams. but i did improve for my 5 subjects. the jackasses of the teachers says they arrange randomly. for someone sadistic as that, you have to be as idiotic and naive as kezia to believe it. i suppose it was a coincidence most of my friends were in different classes. yeah right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;got hame and my parents were pretty fine results. after such a long day, could i say i deserved it? dont need to ask. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;seeya suckers.&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/9164239-110061438622570698?l=everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/feeds/110061438622570698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164239&amp;postID=110061438622570698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/110061438622570698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/110061438622570698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/2004/11/sucky-day.html' title='sucky day'/><author><name>Master of Imbroglio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11260396817746067400</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-9164239.post-110051404635125377</id><published>2004-11-15T02:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T02:20:46.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This blog</title><content type='html'>Just need one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9164239-110051404635125377?l=everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/feeds/110051404635125377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9164239&amp;postID=110051404635125377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/110051404635125377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9164239/posts/default/110051404635125377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everythingiwishedfor.blogspot.com/2004/11/this-blog.html' title='This blog'/><author><name>Master of Imbroglio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11260396817746067400</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>
