<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17480512</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 14 Oct 2009 02:33:19 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>nothingless</title><description></description><link>http://bestdammthing.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Awed)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>567</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17480512.post-7009910783651144548</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Oct 2007 15:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-28T23:57:13.815+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>moved &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ohsinderella.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17480512-7009910783651144548?l=bestdammthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bestdammthing.blogspot.com/2007/10/moved-here.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Awed)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17480512.post-5029230544015914217</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Oct 2007 18:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-26T02:49:12.388+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>"everybody's got something"&lt;br /&gt;right?&lt;br /&gt;but what if you've got nothing?&lt;br /&gt;what if that something you once had, is now gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is about who you love and who you hurt&lt;br /&gt;it's about who you makes happy or un-happy on purpose. &lt;br /&gt;It's about how you see yourself. &lt;br /&gt;It's about keeping or betraying trust. &lt;br /&gt;It's about friendship, if you really care or use them.&lt;br /&gt;It's about the things you say and the things you mean. &lt;br /&gt;Everything inspiring and everything hurtful. &lt;br /&gt;What your judgements are and why&lt;br /&gt;and who your judgements are spread to&lt;br /&gt;It's about who you've ignored with full intention.&lt;br /&gt;It's about getting &amp; giving second chances. &lt;br /&gt;It's about anger, jealousy, fear, ignorance, and revenge.&lt;br /&gt;It's about having hate and love in your life and being able to admit it.&lt;br /&gt;It's about sharing how you feel and why but mostly... &lt;br /&gt;It's about using your life to touch anothers&lt;br /&gt;in such a way that could have never occured alone.&lt;br /&gt;Only you choose how those lives are affected good or bad. &lt;br /&gt;And those choices are exactly what life is about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17480512-5029230544015914217?l=bestdammthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bestdammthing.blogspot.com/2007/10/everybodys-got-something-right-but-what.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Awed)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17480512.post-8184686455768441980</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Oct 2007 05:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-25T14:37:14.179+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>omg i cant take it anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to strangle you i want to strangle you i want to strangle you i want to strangle you i want to strangle you i want to strangle you i want to strangle you i want to strangle you i want to strangle you i want to strangle you i want to strangle you i want to strangle you i want to strangle you i want to strangle you i want to strangle you i want to strangle you i want to strangle you i want to strangle you i want to strangle you i want to strangle you i want to strangle you i want to strangle you i want to strangle you i want to strangle you i want to strangle you i want to strangle you i want to strangle you i want to strangle you i want to strangle you i want to strangle you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i HATE youuuu!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;answer the question in my mind  NOW NOW NOW NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far away i wish you were here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17480512-8184686455768441980?l=bestdammthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bestdammthing.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-want-to-strangle-you-i-want-to.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Awed)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17480512.post-4827512625997920862</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Oct 2007 13:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-24T21:35:40.075+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really pathetic how i keep trying to&lt;br /&gt;hold on to something that's not coming back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;i m bored so bored i can die so i m bored and i need something to kill my boredom so bored i need a job but i'll be bored while working too and i get to bored so bored&lt;br /&gt;this is a boring post with a total of 10 bored words adding this will be 11th bored words&lt;br /&gt;12 to be exact(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17480512-4827512625997920862?l=bestdammthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bestdammthing.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-really-pathetic-how-i-keep-trying.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Awed)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17480512.post-5923804521542978556</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Oct 2007 12:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-23T20:59:01.742+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>if you're frm my sch its predictable what i m gona blog next.&lt;br /&gt;ok so click five with muttons came to our school.&lt;br /&gt;how exciting !&lt;br /&gt;but too bad no camera =no photos.&lt;br /&gt;its a experience i think probably many would die for.&lt;br /&gt;like hello ITSSSS CLICK FIVEEE &lt;br /&gt;awesomee!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking to mouse on msn now.&lt;br /&gt;its been long right?(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without love you're nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17480512-5923804521542978556?l=bestdammthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bestdammthing.blogspot.com/2007/10/if-youre-frm-my-sch-its-predictable.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Awed)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17480512.post-4819291344008882754</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Oct 2007 16:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-23T00:57:54.124+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>i've been reading socialmoth on facebook&lt;br /&gt;and its quite intresting to see what people post on to it and well to also post one up yourself :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my days are boringggg so so boring i dont know what to do&lt;br /&gt;and my result sucks so much &lt;br /&gt;okay goodnight last week of school!&lt;br /&gt;its raining noww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17480512-4819291344008882754?l=bestdammthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bestdammthing.blogspot.com/2007/10/ive-been-reading-socialmoth-on-facebook.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Awed)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17480512.post-16563772482882464</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Oct 2007 17:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-21T01:56:35.931+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>opposite attract?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;maybe not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17480512-16563772482882464?l=bestdammthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bestdammthing.blogspot.com/2007/10/opposite-attract-maybe-not.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Awed)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17480512.post-721324345898703915</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Oct 2007 11:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-20T00:37:09.216+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>i feel cold and sleepy &lt;br /&gt;there goosebumps on my hand now, weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back all my results today enough to get me up to express but i'm damm dissapointed with my humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;checked papers the whole day then went back to class where we played murderer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guides guides guides&lt;br /&gt;taught them handsign played games with the people teaching in my group.&lt;br /&gt;ate after thatt.&lt;br /&gt;collected cookies then a group of us walked to compass together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17480512-721324345898703915?l=bestdammthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bestdammthing.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-feel-cold-and-sleepy-there-goosebumps.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Awed)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17480512.post-6704597095232718845</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Oct 2007 14:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-18T22:45:58.741+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>okay people i m super scared for my english results.&lt;br /&gt;i m praying so hard that i'll be able to pass it&lt;br /&gt;i never felt so &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;desperate&lt;/span&gt; to pass my english before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7ypHVEiHbHo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7ypHVEiHbHo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing this tommorow!&lt;br /&gt;hhahahha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17480512-6704597095232718845?l=bestdammthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bestdammthing.blogspot.com/2007/10/okay-people-i-m-super-scared-for-my.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Awed)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17480512.post-6110916837995607479</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Oct 2007 20:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-16T04:34:32.048+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>i just search hi-5 on youtube and watch their videos.&lt;br /&gt;call me lame, anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;inside my heart there's a place for you always and forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lyric from their song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed out with delia &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;frances &lt;/span&gt;ystd.&lt;br /&gt;oppps,hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;peninsular&gt;marina square&gt;bugis&gt;home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;old boring &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;bugis&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay met her at cityhall and we headed to peninsular to get ther skinnies.&lt;br /&gt;the changing room was under the escalator and screeching voice keeps comming out from it&lt;br /&gt;walked down the underpass to marina and there was this really funny uncle who kept shouting in the mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;it was drizzling so we stayed inside and yalk around.&lt;br /&gt;walked over to raffles hotel &lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;then to bugissss.&lt;br /&gt;got bored there and wenttt home.&lt;br /&gt;took bus 80!nong nong nong nong nong journey home and i made it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures some other times.&lt;br /&gt;goodnight/morning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17480512-6110916837995607479?l=bestdammthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bestdammthing.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-just-search-hi-5-on-youtube-and-watch.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Awed)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17480512.post-4720822817736625336</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Oct 2007 12:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-14T20:39:29.461+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;OdeliaLing. said:&lt;br /&gt;what is in trend now uh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;PRISCILLA-  gone said:&lt;br /&gt;PRISCILLLA:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRISCILLA-  gone said:&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OdeliaLing. said:&lt;br /&gt;YEAHYEAHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRISCILLA-  gone said:&lt;br /&gt;thank you thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OdeliaLing. said:&lt;br /&gt;ODELIA IS ALWAYS IN THE TREND MANZXZXZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRISCILLA-  gone said:&lt;br /&gt;no its priscilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRISCILLA-  gone said:&lt;br /&gt;hahhahahaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OdeliaLing. said:&lt;br /&gt;no its &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;op&lt;/span&gt; (odelia + prissy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OdeliaLing. said:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRISCILLA-  gone said:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA WALAUUU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.In one sentence, explain yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;- eat a lot day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 . What made u smile today?&lt;br /&gt;- nothing nothing nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What were u doing this morning at&lt;br /&gt;8am&lt;br /&gt;- sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 . What were u doing 15 minutes ago?&lt;br /&gt;- using the computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Something that happened to u in&lt;br /&gt;1985?&lt;br /&gt;- maybe i was a snail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Last thing someone else said to you?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What was ur answer?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Worst thing currently on television:&lt;br /&gt;- some drama shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What was in your e mail today?&lt;br /&gt;- something facebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 0. How many different beverages have&lt;br /&gt;you drunk today?&lt;br /&gt;- three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 1. What is ur favorite part of the&lt;br /&gt;day?&lt;br /&gt;- late afternoons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 . Your current To-do list?&lt;br /&gt;- to save monehhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 3. Where is ur best friend right now?&lt;br /&gt;- homeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What color is ur toothbrush?&lt;br /&gt;- white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What are u wearing right now?&lt;br /&gt;- shorts and green shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Any plans for Friday night?&lt;br /&gt;- un decided&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 . Least favorite place to shop.&lt;br /&gt;- no idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 8. things u bought today?&lt;br /&gt;- polka dot shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Last gift you received?&lt;br /&gt;-  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 who gave it to you&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What made you sad today?&lt;br /&gt;- her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What can make you happy?&lt;br /&gt;- someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Beauty is:&lt;br /&gt;- skin deepp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 . Describe your key chain:&lt;br /&gt;- i dont use key chains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Where do u keep ur change?&lt;br /&gt;- purse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Are u happy with ur life?&lt;br /&gt;- not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 . What are u thinking now?&lt;br /&gt;- why quizes always love to ask this question over again and again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 8. Person u trust the most?&lt;br /&gt;- myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 . what day is it today?&lt;br /&gt;- 14 october sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 . what are you going to do after&lt;br /&gt;this?&lt;br /&gt;- find something&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17480512-4720822817736625336?l=bestdammthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bestdammthing.blogspot.com/2007/10/odelialing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Awed)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17480512.post-5291192062772637247</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Oct 2007 04:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-14T12:07:42.607+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Two people met, and fell in love. But to test fate, they decided to go on their separate ways and if they were truly meant to be, they will fall in love again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they walked away, from each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What they didn't know was - they have had met before. And that was exactly what they had decided to do - to challenge destiny. They had walked away before and now they have met again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they walked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, they will never meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.. is all about timing, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://negi.wordpress.com/2007/09/11/notre-dame/"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17480512-5291192062772637247?l=bestdammthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bestdammthing.blogspot.com/2007/10/two-people-met-and-fell-in-love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Awed)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17480512.post-7831237112418780753</guid><pubDate>Fri, 12 Oct 2007 15:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-13T02:26:46.531+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>i was tired moments ago &lt;br /&gt;decided to use facebook and now i'm blogging.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i 'm so glad exams are over but the more worried about my results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's so unpredictable isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Anything can happen anywhere,anyplace,anytime and just catch you by suprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this whole week was pure madness.&lt;br /&gt;with so many thing happening and going on &lt;br /&gt;its leaves me with no time to catch my breath&lt;br /&gt;draining me both mentally and emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay enough of negative things to the more positive one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;bio and geog.&lt;br /&gt;bio was a-okay hopefully i pass&lt;br /&gt;geography was hard with map readings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday was the last paper amaths!&lt;br /&gt;extremly difficult!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to sulip house after school and we watched romance princess on youtube.&lt;br /&gt;taiwan dramas are nice but its kinda fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;she went to change then we took a bus down to tampines mall to find ruixin.&lt;br /&gt;makan at pastamania with her and she left.&lt;br /&gt;walked around with sulip somemore and we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday!&lt;br /&gt;reached school for some photo-taking thinggg.&lt;br /&gt;then we had this performance in the hall and back to class.&lt;br /&gt;then to recess than back to hall for educational talk which ended with us singing it's a small world.&lt;br /&gt;total defence meeting canceled headed back home to change and left to bugis&lt;br /&gt;met jasmine and friends and kenliaa.&lt;br /&gt;its been long since we did that already.&lt;br /&gt;jas and her b are like so fucking sweet.&lt;br /&gt;walked around while waiting for time to pass.&lt;br /&gt;then headed to sakaeeee.&lt;br /&gt;"hello are we in japan"&lt;br /&gt;"is this chinatown" jokes to the waitress there were funny.&lt;br /&gt;headed to peninsular to get things and off to kenlia house &lt;br /&gt;played sims 2 there and my dad came to fetch me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today today &lt;br /&gt;talking to rika online now&lt;br /&gt;dont be sad okay(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i can stone my whole saturday through without worrying&lt;br /&gt;love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoping for some sort of closure,&lt;br /&gt;that will let me leave all this behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEANNA LIM &lt;33333333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(saw her today!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17480512-7831237112418780753?l=bestdammthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bestdammthing.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-hate-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Awed)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17480512.post-5759441773883818153</guid><pubDate>Tue, 09 Oct 2007 11:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-10T00:24:53.982+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIQr4cvg1dI/RwtmDpARs6I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/SA0lrZIiUOk/s400/shit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119297614169355170" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't really rested since the examinations started.&lt;br /&gt;this exam is like really stressful.&lt;br /&gt;with having to memorise all the notes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe all subjects should be piled up as a song,maybe we can learn better!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i pass my humans and chinese.&lt;br /&gt;i will fall into depression if i get retain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bio and geog tmr!&lt;br /&gt;lost of thing to memorise AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for exams to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i can't seem to spell my words for geography today &lt;br /&gt;like availbilty (sp?) and equilatoralllllllllll.&lt;br /&gt;i need to go back to primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye off to study study and more study.&lt;br /&gt;i can't seem to sign into msn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17480512-5759441773883818153?l=bestdammthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bestdammthing.blogspot.com/2007/10/havent-really-rested-since-examinations.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Awed)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIQr4cvg1dI/RwtmDpARs6I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/SA0lrZIiUOk/s72-c/shit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17480512.post-571493377326786937</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Oct 2007 10:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-07T18:24:45.769+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>spent the whole day STUDYING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elective history + emaths II + geogragpy + combined chem and bio + amaths more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough to kill me already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was pure shit.&lt;br /&gt;everytime the phone rings its scared me and my sis.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully things get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need time i need time i need time i need time i need time i need time i need time i need time i need time i need time i need time i need time i need time i need time i need time i need time i need time i need time i need time i need time i need time i need time i need time i need time i need time i need time i need time i need time i need time i need time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to dinner then back to my books now again&lt;br /&gt;all the best for your papers guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17480512-571493377326786937?l=bestdammthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bestdammthing.blogspot.com/2007/10/spent-whole-day-studying.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Awed)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17480512.post-3430869336585543513</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Oct 2007 16:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-07T00:48:19.850+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>tate lik ..ic... .com&lt;br /&gt;READ!&lt;br /&gt;get the drift?&lt;br /&gt;i'm worried.&lt;br /&gt;deleting it 7 oct 4-5pm around there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;internet tool bar&gt;tools&gt;internet options&gt;browsing history&gt;delete&lt;br /&gt;delete your internet browsing history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry guys if this post sounds absurb.&lt;br /&gt;just need one to understand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17480512-3430869336585543513?l=bestdammthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bestdammthing.blogspot.com/2007/10/tate-lik.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Awed)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17480512.post-2785470446967569412</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Oct 2007 19:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-06T03:36:13.859+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;center&gt;No dreams.&lt;br /&gt;No memories.&lt;br /&gt;No feeling.&lt;br /&gt;nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just empty space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breaking hiatus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17480512-2785470446967569412?l=bestdammthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bestdammthing.blogspot.com/2007/10/no-dreams_06.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Awed)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17480512.post-6040042366819975331</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Oct 2007 14:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-02T22:08:16.072+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17480512.post-6877960376126238552</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Oct 2007 18:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-02T02:20:11.582+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;my sister snoring very loudly beside me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17480512-6877960376126238552?l=bestdammthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bestdammthing.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-sister-snoring-very-loudly-beside-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Awed)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17480512.post-9102419000343967285</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 Sep 2007 09:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-30T17:16:51.471+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>the past week was like ticking so slowly by.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; all i had in my mind was to study which turn out ...&lt;br /&gt;this feelings sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done with english i hope i dont fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think iim gona complete whatever i've gotta do&lt;br /&gt;its 5.12 pm and i havent dont anything productive yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mathematics I + social studies + chinese paper this week&lt;br /&gt;great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this moment its perfect, please dont go away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17480512-9102419000343967285?l=bestdammthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bestdammthing.blogspot.com/2007/09/past-week-was-like-ticking-so-slowly-by.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Awed)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17480512.post-5926260244949379971</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Sep 2007 10:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-27T18:51:11.418+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I am a mountain&lt;br /&gt;I am a tall tree ohh&lt;br /&gt;I am a swift wind sweeping the country&lt;br /&gt;I am a river down in the valley ohh&lt;br /&gt;I am a vision and I can see clearly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anybody asks you who I am&lt;br /&gt;Just stand up tall&lt;br /&gt;Look 'em in the face and say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm that star up in the sky&lt;br /&gt;I'm that mountain peak up high&lt;br /&gt;Hey I made it&lt;br /&gt;I'm the world's greatest&lt;br /&gt;I'm that little bit of hope&lt;br /&gt;When my backs against the ropes&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the world's greatest&lt;br /&gt;the world greatest,&lt;br /&gt;the world greatest, ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english papers tmr all the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17480512-5926260244949379971?l=bestdammthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bestdammthing.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-am-mountain-i-am-tall-tree-ohh-i-am.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Awed)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17480512.post-9029641230453172538</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Sep 2007 04:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-26T12:41:08.934+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>2.1 history ,nutrient in plants , mole in chemistry , a chapter of maths ,a chapter of geog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be done by today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17480512-9029641230453172538?l=bestdammthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bestdammthing.blogspot.com/2007/09/2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Awed)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17480512.post-8754671212733023554</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Sep 2007 12:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-24T20:23:38.697+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>If there's one face I want to see,&lt;br /&gt;so beautiful, so true,&lt;br /&gt;one smile that makes a difference,&lt;br /&gt;to everything I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's one touch I long to feel,&lt;br /&gt;one voice I long to hear,&lt;br /&gt;whenever I am happy,&lt;br /&gt;or just needing someone near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's one joy, one love,&lt;br /&gt;from which I never want to part,&lt;br /&gt;it's you, my very special love,&lt;br /&gt;my world, my life, my heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;believe me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17480512-8754671212733023554?l=bestdammthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bestdammthing.blogspot.com/2007/09/if-theres-one-face-i-want-to-see-so.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Awed)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17480512.post-8134015333719365211</guid><pubDate>Sat, 22 Sep 2007 16:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-23T00:26:44.023+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>ever had that thought when you wonder how come you need to study but others they cant even be bothered to study or vaguely study &amp; pass.&lt;br /&gt;well you're not OTHERS,you're yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid of retaining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17480512-8134015333719365211?l=bestdammthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bestdammthing.blogspot.com/2007/09/ever-had-that-thought-when-you-wonder.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Awed)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17480512.post-4321301613631838965</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Sep 2007 11:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-20T19:58:59.255+08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIQr4cvg1dI/RvJeOK_z-wI/AAAAAAAAAl4/M748COwEXb4/s1600-h/DSC01262+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIQr4cvg1dI/RvJeOK_z-wI/AAAAAAAAAl4/M748COwEXb4/s400/DSC01262+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112252124582116098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirror, Mirror, on my wall,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, who is the loneliest fool of all&lt;br /&gt;No, wait a minute, I believe I see&lt;br /&gt;The answer staring back at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIQr4cvg1dI/RvJeOa_z-xI/AAAAAAAAAmA/8xUlyKwDXt8/s400/warp(11)d.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112252128877083410" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you read odelia's blog she talked bout sakae yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;went to compass with her and jan and we had sushi.&lt;br /&gt;didnt bring enought money and there was this ten plates=ten dollars promotion and we had that.&lt;br /&gt;but it wasnt filling and one table could only order once of that.&lt;br /&gt;we decided to walk in and out again for the promotion&lt;br /&gt;if you get what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;boy was it funnnnny &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a like usual boring day.&lt;br /&gt;BIG YAWNS.&lt;br /&gt;i realise when i'm tired i dont talk much in class just wonderr into my own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;remedial after school.&lt;br /&gt;i shall try my bestt to study.&lt;br /&gt;haven't done much for the past two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye i'm gona watch tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17480512-4321301613631838965?l=bestdammthing.blogspot.com' alt='' 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