<?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-3665112</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:23:23.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>. : s o o k i e . m a k i e : .</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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>137</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-106300767846503937</id><published>2003-09-08T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T00:54:38.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>moved to here : sookie.upstaged.org. come. bah.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/106300767846503937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/106300767846503937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106300767846503937' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-105956731524386096</id><published>2003-07-30T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-30T05:28:35.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ON HIATUS!we(faye, xw, elaine, veng wai, yonkey and i) finally gave the bday present to siew peng today. uh huh. a belated birthday present. i made the card by myself. *proud* faye's jealous! aha!! was thinking of writing her a simple poem, bah, i fell asleep right after a long phone conversation with some dude last night. oh, i haven't tell about the prezzie?! it's a jay chou special edition cd</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/105956731524386096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/105956731524386096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105956731524386096' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-105929918179477215</id><published>2003-07-27T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-27T03:05:26.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>taylor's college seminaryo! just came back from the seminar at taylor's college. there were cK, elaine, xw, and a whole bunch of sbu-ians. spent a total of seven hours there. three hours for add maths and chemistry each. then, an hour break in between subject. whoa ho!  o_O  add maths was so-so, but if compared to chemistry... add maths was rather fun. i don't know. the lecturer was rushing to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/105929918179477215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/105929918179477215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105929918179477215' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-105923382924650084</id><published>2003-07-26T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-26T08:37:09.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i will be heading to taylors' college tomorrow and will remain my a** seated there from 9 am till 4 pm. oh gawd. it's some add maths seminar, i suppose? i can't sleep until late in the morning tomorrow... sigh~ the problem here is, elaine, veng wai and i did not send in our names to pn. song to reserve our seats. hmmm.... i wonder if there are anymore seats left. i'm thinking of hitting somewhere</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/105923382924650084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/105923382924650084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105923382924650084' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-105897779342010316</id><published>2003-07-23T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-23T09:42:21.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>when it happens to your friend. pretty sucky sometimes to have my friends to go beyond the crushing-on-a-guy line. i've had a friend, rachel who did all those unexpected insane stuffs two years back. we were pretty close. and the result of obsessing over her "guy"? she slowly dropped out and everyone was so furious with what she did. all she have in her mind, no matter left, right, above or below</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/105897779342010316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/105897779342010316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105897779342010316' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-10588884746100332</id><published>2003-07-22T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-22T08:54:46.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>happy b'day ALEX!gee, everyone around me is so busy celebrating birthdays and constantly talking about driving...license...cars...honda...vios... ah damn, can somebody grant my vios wish? haha! you know what? i am starting to fall in love with those halter neck tops. i mean, it's something so nice. i'm going to hunt those down when my purse is loaded with cash. =) looking forward towards doing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/10588884746100332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/10588884746100332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#10588884746100332' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-105880330028717223</id><published>2003-07-21T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-21T09:01:40.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>geez......i think i gossiped slightly over the red line. whoops, i think i heard too much and told too much. it's a normal girl thing. *wink!* i don't understand why can't people just simply not bother about others' life? talking about me. ahem. i'm just being nosy. an update today : noticed a cutie in class today!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/105880330028717223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/105880330028717223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105880330028717223' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-105862893983968914</id><published>2003-07-19T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-19T08:35:39.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i have no idea what kept me online for 57 minutes, close to an hour. gee... i'm actually waiting for a friend to show up, i mean, to online. it's been a while since we last talked to each other......online. what am i crapping about?! urgh! don't wanna wait for him anymore! off to study chapter six! ciao!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/105862893983968914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/105862893983968914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105862893983968914' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-105862668173939367</id><published>2003-07-19T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-19T07:58:01.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i manage to catch TWINS EFFECT with Siew Peng, the birthday girl, with my bro and his friends. pretty fun. gaga. Edison Chen is so freaking CUTE!!! wow, i've been spending my weekends at the cinema. watched charlie's angels and terminator 3 last saturday and sunday. and this week, twins effect. what about tomorrow, eh? haha!! nah, i better start forcing myself to study. gotta revise on form </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/105862668173939367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/105862668173939367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105862668173939367' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-105862540966792109</id><published>2003-07-19T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-19T07:44:53.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY 7TEEN BIRTHDAY, SIEW PENG!!!!! =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/105862540966792109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/105862540966792109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105862540966792109' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-105852036254489254</id><published>2003-07-18T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-18T02:26:02.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>another darn week flies by. skipped school today simply because of my extreme exhaustion with sleepless nights. my second assessment has ended. see how fast time passes? it freaks me out sometimes that SPM is getting near and nearer day by day. i better start my "last-minute" study or i'll be doomed before knowing what is going on. yonkey counted the days left to the SPM trials and divided it by </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/105852036254489254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/105852036254489254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105852036254489254' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-105802125049982664</id><published>2003-07-12T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-12T07:47:30.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow, i can't believe that i actually leave this blog deserted for one whole week!! did you ppl miss me? mwahahahahaha! nah, i bet you ppl won't. i'm such a boring and annoying person. not to mention, bitchy. haha! what exactly that kept me busy and away from blogging? i had been working my a*s on the class's magazine layout. i decided to have more team to work on it. but i did mine all by myself,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/105802125049982664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/105802125049982664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105802125049982664' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-105748591280976706</id><published>2003-07-06T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-06T03:05:12.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i can't do the class layout!!! urgh! the group photos are to limited! hell, farah should really take more of group photos... esh... and so, i have an uncle reading this personal blog. whatever.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/105748591280976706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/105748591280976706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105748591280976706' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-105730456282366931</id><published>2003-07-04T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-04T00:42:42.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>there were some education exhibition at the school skylite today. pretty interesting. i still remember the time when elaine and xiao wen used to visit these exhibitions last year. and i used to wonder, "what's the rush?" the time to actually start pondering what to major next after school, has come. oh gosh. was so interested in the one academy and HELP institute. blah. time to start </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/105730456282366931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/105730456282366931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105730456282366931' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-105722968618670302</id><published>2003-07-03T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-06T03:02:20.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yay! i changed the layout. uh oh, i don't know this is the layout number what! i don't keep in track with that. bleh, whatever. as long as it satisfies me for a period of time until i got fed up with it. =) this layout features kristin kreuk. can't tell? esh esh esh... she's lana lang in smallville. i don't really watch the show. i watch it just for the sake of michael rosenbaum. yup, the bald </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/105722968618670302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/105722968618670302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105722968618670302' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-105716083814623543</id><published>2003-07-02T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-02T08:47:17.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just came back from the hospital. grandpa's doing so much better today. =) glad that he's recovering fast. i was questioned just now by my aunts and uncles on why i did not bring my cell phone to school. they were all asking me the what-ifs-there's-emergency questions. LOL. i just recalled that on the day grandpa had his operation, i came home from school to realise that there were 23 missed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/105716083814623543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/105716083814623543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105716083814623543' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-105696755614104019</id><published>2003-06-30T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-30T03:12:37.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>three nights @ the hospitali'm having a terrible headache. it makes me feel like i'm going to collapse any minute. urgh... and so i spent my entire weekend at the hospital. to be exact, it's actually since friday night. i spent three nights there and the first sms i received after the first night, which was from uncle mark, asking "see any ghost last night?" uh-huh... very funny, huh... d-_-b  i</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/105696755614104019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/105696755614104019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105696755614104019' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-95879952</id><published>2003-06-20T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-20T18:11:48.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's almost nine in the morning. did not have a good night sleep last night. been having too much to think. an update on grandpa. apparently, he shifted hospital to some damansara hospital. i heard that he did not have confident in the fresh new doctor at the pantai hospital to perform the operation. gawd, who wants an unexperienced doctor to do whatever he wants in the operation room? and so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/95879952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/95879952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95879952' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-95792269</id><published>2003-06-18T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-18T07:54:10.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i came home today and come to discover that grandpa is having colorectal cancer. i am still sobbing now. cried in the hospital. very saddening. i don't think i could manage anymore things. i looked so ugly in the hospital just now and i still am. it's so terrible.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/95792269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/95792269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95792269' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-95712909</id><published>2003-06-16T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-16T04:52:35.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what the hell am i doing online? gee, i have totally no idea... what the f**k?!!! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/95712909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/95712909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95712909' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-95664028</id><published>2003-06-14T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-14T10:26:57.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY  7tEEN  BUURFFDAY  TO @DELINE!!~colmar tropicale plan cancelled. i am starting to enjoy family dinners. =) i used to dislike it even though i had to join them no matter what, like almost every saturday? it may be the fact that everyone's grown up already. LOL. my brother's thirteen already! i sat beside uncle peng today. had so much fun talking to him. he was so humorous telling us about </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/95664028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/95664028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95664028' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-95589119</id><published>2003-06-12T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-14T10:19:50.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you know what? i just can't leave this blog behind for a couple of months. i suppose it's because i'm online while searching for articles to be included in my assignments or, projects. i just have the idea of typing an entry popping up whenever i'm leaving the printer to do it's job. yes, i am printing something now, using a bubble jet printer. sucky and slow. *rolls my eyes* okay, let's drop the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/95589119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/95589119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95589119' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-95555165</id><published>2003-06-11T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-11T09:50:10.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've been such a crybaby today. i had my huge-rare-big-weep today. nah, i did not cry for the whole day. having to cry it all out gives me the best feeling even though it seems to be pretty humiliating. i mean, it's just a way i'm expressing myself? after the crying session, my eyes would start to ache and it gives me a feeling to work on my history assignment. bleh, whatever~ people can so f**</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/95555165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/95555165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95555165' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-95511719</id><published>2003-06-10T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-10T09:41:35.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i have been spending so many time facing the pee cee that my eyes are starting to ache. bleh... blame physics paper 4, stupid peka...i feel like throwing up already... ryan onlined earlier. i IM-ed him asking if he wants to play pool. he did not reply. deleted him from my contact list. wow. did i just do that? anyway, i did not waited long, perhaps less than five minutes. i don't know why </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/95511719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/95511719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95511719' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-95459680</id><published>2003-06-09T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-09T04:27:06.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yay! school reopened! was quite relieved for school holiday has finally ended. phew... so wassup with today? nothing much. i went on public buses to return home. was at the flat sri sabah stop with shan and peng. i saw 848! was so happy. i was walking towards the bus when shan hollered that she saw adrian in the bus. hell, no! i dropped the 100 plus bottle i was holding and i slowed down my steps</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/95459680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/95459680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95459680' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-95424908</id><published>2003-06-07T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-07T21:31:55.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>see, holiday has come to an end. sadly, it's the last day of holiday. i will have to rise at 5:30 tomorrow morning again. and this will go on until the next school holiday starts, which is on..... september. ah damn. the surprising thing here is that i am actually looking forward for schooling again. i haven't actually been spending time wisely this hol. i've been lazing around, sleeping until </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/95424908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/95424908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95424908' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-95376257</id><published>2003-06-06T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-06T09:37:12.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ah damn!!!! i am so MAD! i received this email from this freaking dude, jack, who recently added me in msn messenger. i suppose he should know me. but hey, i don't know him!!! it says that it could predict my future love and sex life just by answering a few questions. okay, so i figured that it must be those forwarded mails and bloody hell, i didn't know the stupid site would send him the answers</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/95376257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/95376257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95376257' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-95364411</id><published>2003-06-06T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-06T05:25:56.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>very interesting topic fridayfive have today :1. How many times have you truly been in love?talking about truly in love...none, i guess... wouldn't want myself to be truly commited. i'm not ready yet.2. What was/is so great about the person you love(d) the most?the sweetness. i just can't stand a guy being too sweet to me. =)3. What qualities should a significant other have?understanding. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/95364411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/95364411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95364411' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-95274897</id><published>2003-06-04T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-04T00:56:20.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>holiday has been so lame so far. everynight i would sleep for as much as i can. everyday i would find something to get busy for. every now and then i would remind myself SPM is on november! every minute i would think of rebelling in the house. ah yes... rebel. i'd like to experience the taste of being a rebellious teenager. what can i do? being ignorant to questions and slam the doors? okay, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/95274897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/95274897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95274897' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-95215021</id><published>2003-06-02T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-02T18:09:19.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>new layout. pretty simple huh? perfection in simplicity, okay? haha! took me less than two hour to complete it. bleh... anyway, see the girl at the bottom left? yea, you must be thinking what she's doing. i don't know about that either. name of the layout? whatever... no, LAMO. ahahahaha!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/95215021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/95215021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95215021' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-95122898</id><published>2003-05-31T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-31T09:09:49.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so i haven't been blogging for two days. i just have no idea what to type... call me a lamo.... so wassup with me? i've been lazing around, doing nothing that has to do with my exams. went over to shan's place yesterday for an "after-exam" party. i ate pretty much and later regretted and fear that i might gain some weight. aiyer... dad came to fetch at around nine. met up with ah bee(a cousin) at</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/95122898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/95122898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#95122898' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-95032385</id><published>2003-05-29T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-29T06:00:27.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I GOT MY EAR PIERCED!!! IT'S MY THIRD ON MY RIGHT EAR! MWAHAHAHAHA!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/95032385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/95032385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#95032385' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-94993821</id><published>2003-05-28T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-28T09:03:58.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i never truly enjoy teacher's day celebrations. i feel totally different today. i mean, there were four times when i tried to held my tears from strolling down my cheeks. i suddenly feel like i'm gonna miss the school terribly after leaving. i won't be able to listen to noor rezan singing her favourite oldies on stage anymore... *sob!* she sure has the voice to melt and charm everyone.... anyone </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94993821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94993821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94993821' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-94935726</id><published>2003-05-27T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-28T07:57:38.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*grin!* i already have my maths and bm papered returned. i only got two papers back at the moment. won't be getting any papers tomorrow as there would be teacher's day celebration. i always hated celebrations and special thingies going on in school. i'd take the simple solution to skip school. just because this would be my last year in the school, and as a fifth former, i decided to go to school.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94935726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94935726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94935726' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-94896695</id><published>2003-05-26T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-26T07:29:39.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm bored, i'm bored, i'm bored! how could boredom torture me like this? damn, it's killing me! how i wish it's still exam week. then i would have myself reminding me to study all the time. esh! i shall set in mind that spm is around  the corner. it's getting pretty close. ah damn.i find myself observing people and objects moving, it turned out i seem to enjoy it. i mean, observe not as in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94896695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94896695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94896695' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-94855408</id><published>2003-05-25T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-25T02:17:46.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>to the exbians, yonkey, our class's PE ajk asks us to bring PE clothes to school tomorrow wor. wow, i notice that my blog has become a place for announcement. mwahahahhahaha! so, remember ah! *muacks!~*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94855408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94855408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94855408' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-94827660</id><published>2003-05-24T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-24T07:35:17.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*exhausted!* i'm so tired... i could knock off at any second. my legs are so weak... my brain is going on server down... my mouth doesn't feel like blabbing about what happened today. only my fingers find comfort typing out what happened. bleh... had conference call with shan, siew peng and kenneth last night. another case that i don't want to talk about. it's so sick. s i c k. went to LM today </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94827660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94827660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94827660' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-94773335</id><published>2003-05-22T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-24T07:36:13.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>skipped school today. expected that the teachers won't be teaching and we won't be getting back our papers back that quick. teachers tend to take their own sweet time leaving bright red cross on your paper. haha! nala, my teachers are different. there was this scene yesterday :halimahtus : do you girls want your paper back?majority : yes...ninie : NO!faye : why? (looking at ninie, smiling) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94773335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94773335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94773335' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-94686777</id><published>2003-05-21T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-21T07:30:55.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>isn't life weird when it comes to dealing with stuffs beyond your control? why do some people tends to get depressed over other's life? how come a bird can fly and soar above the sky leading a carefree life? do "split personalities" exist? how come britney spears doesn't want to held a concert in malaysia? why do people expect so much and demand high from other people? people tends to blame on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94686777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94686777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94686777' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-94676878</id><published>2003-05-21T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-21T01:59:52.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>exam's over!! woohoo!!!! alright! bear with me, i'm just getting excited for the exam has finally ended after three long weeks of sleepless nights. *sob!* my dark circles got worse from sleeping at two these few weeks. darn it. as soon as the last paper ended today, we hung around at the corridor. the betaians all came out and suddenly came the idea of throwing a "pot-luck" party for the ex-bians</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94676878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94676878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94676878' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-94626239</id><published>2003-05-20T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-20T03:30:33.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>cheated again. =) no worries, the teachers know about it and did not do anything. i mean, everyone's doing it. bah... my "cheating" means getting the exam paper before test and memorised the answers for easy answering during exam. very well, and so my last subject would be IT tomorrow morning. sigh~ three weeks of examination has finally come to an end. i'm so much relieved. i didn't get the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94626239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94626239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94626239' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-94573180</id><published>2003-05-19T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-19T03:06:05.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i got a miss call from ryan. 4:36 pm. that was when i was taking my nap just now. feeling so bummed out... damn him. darn it. i took bus home today and i bumped into adrian taking the same bus as well. same incident happened last week. i was hoping that i wouldn't bump into him. luck hasn't been on my side. dowana comment. once again, i ignored him totally and avoided him. oh, i only come to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94573180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94573180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94573180' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-94493157</id><published>2003-05-17T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-17T03:24:01.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*gritting my teeth!* i've got chemistry paper two with me!!!! darn it. what do i do now? do the questions and memorise the answers or simply put it aside?!! what a pain in the ass... i'm cheating. it makes me feel uneasy. can somebody brainwash my brain again? o_O shan, i hugged Bullie last night again... what do i do now? oh well, Bullie is a brown dog, uh, a toy. whatever it is. as long as it's</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94493157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94493157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94493157' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-94443752</id><published>2003-05-16T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-16T04:46:40.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ah damn, i cheated in my chemistry paper. shhh!!! don't tell anyone! haha! it's nothing, everyone's doing it. at first, i was very firm with not doing it. somehow, the papers are too tempting. besides, lotsa thanks to andrew. this guy totally brainwashed me into doing it. so anyway, chemistry paper is great. it's like i've done the objective questions a hundred times, and i have to repeat it for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94443752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94443752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94443752' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-94443605</id><published>2003-05-16T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-16T04:42:26.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>time for another Friday Five!1. What drinking water do you prefer -- tap, bottle, purifier, etc.?it has to be bottled water, definitely.2. What are your favourite flavor of chips?tomato. *note that i can't stand spicy food.3. Of all the things you can cook, what dish do you like the most?maggi mee. i have to admit that's the only 'food' that i can cook.4. How do you have your eggs?fried.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94443605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94443605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94443605' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-94257220</id><published>2003-05-13T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-13T04:11:12.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>siew peng is having fun with her sixteen year old guy, chatting with him through sms. yen shan is having fun with her vcd guy from pasar malam, trying to figure out what the starings and glances are about. sook yee is having fun being a single! mwahahahahaha! my uncle bought another antique funiture. this time, it's a round table with mosaic in the middle with four stools, also with mosaic in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94257220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94257220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94257220' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-94191855</id><published>2003-05-12T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-12T03:22:53.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i just got back from school. was very happy 'cause i had two subject's exam. that would mean that i still have three to go. yay! and so i stayed back a while to have my lunch. then, went to take bus with yonkey. alighted at the flat sri sabah bus stop and waited for either 56, 45 or 848 to reach home. i waited for almost half an hour under the heat when 56 finally appear. the freaking bus was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94191855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94191855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94191855' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-94139823</id><published>2003-05-11T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-11T00:21:53.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TO GRANDMA &amp; MOM, HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94139823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94139823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94139823' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-94112952</id><published>2003-05-10T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-10T11:07:49.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>some photos to make the site look less "worded" :  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94112952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94112952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94112952' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-94104323</id><published>2003-05-10T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-11T00:21:19.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went to jusco today. intend to shop and grab stuffs like chocs and ice creams at the supermarket. sigh~ i just don't find the stuffs to munch on. i'm feeling especially down and moody today. so many things i observed today. people's behaviour, kids running around, the expensive items, a canadian oxygen enhanced water(which i bought and later regretted for it tastes like hell), leaves, cars, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94104323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94104323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94104323' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-94083195</id><published>2003-05-09T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-09T18:18:40.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>another friday five!1. Would you consider yourself an organized person? Why or why not?no, i'm not. i may looked all well and organized outside to all my friends, actually i'm just a messy bitch.2. Do you keep some type of planner, organizer, calendar, etc. with you, and do you use it regularly?definitely not. wouldn't want to keep in track with time. bleh~3. Would you say that your desk </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94083195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94083195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94083195' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-94046251</id><published>2003-05-09T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-09T04:49:30.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>chatted with an aunt from singapore. she says that it's been 11 days already that no new sars case were reported. another seven more days to go, if there are still no case reported, singapore will be declared sars-free!! yay! been hoping this to happen. the sars thingie is really saddening. and so the nightmare is not so bad after all. sars-free = going to singapore again during school holidays! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94046251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94046251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94046251' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-94037013</id><published>2003-05-08T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-08T23:08:39.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i just came back from school. today's history paper was good. it was not so tough after all cause i've got tips on what to focus on. bleh~ i feel like i'm cheating. darn. saw the blue featuring asian artistes - one love video just now. it was so good! the video was shot in studios when they're recording the song. i feel like singing in studios too... i mean, you won't understand. only faye and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94037013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/94037013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94037013' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-93979974</id><published>2003-05-08T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-08T02:08:49.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wah lau~ early part of school, before recess, i was cursing under my breath and feeling all f**cked up because of ze add maths paper two. it's so damn tough that i want to puke on the spot. mwahahaha! then o-town's all or nothing came playing in my mind causing my brain to sing during the paper. mr. woo annouced the last five minutes for the paper to end. ah damn. that's when my brain is starting</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93979974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93979974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93979974' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-93914947</id><published>2003-05-07T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-07T01:25:07.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[yonkey's birthday!] - HAPPY 17th BURFFDAY!!!almost everyone around me has turned seventeen and i'm still counting down the months. damn. =p the modern maths test turned out to be okay today. add maths tomorrow. o_O ah damn. i had this weird dream last night leaving me phobia of singapore. it was about me leaving kl in a sudden decision, and i happen to forget about informing my family this. i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93914947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93914947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93914947' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-93856802</id><published>2003-05-06T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-06T04:58:44.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hopeless Flirt What Kind of FLIRT are you? brought to you by Quizillavery freaking stupid quiz i took for the sake of relaxing myself from exams! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93856802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93856802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93856802' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-93855099</id><published>2003-05-06T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-06T04:36:37.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's the second day of test and i already feel so suffocated. *choke!* shan, this guy is pretty interesting. go visit his site, ppl!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93855099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93855099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93855099' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-93740074</id><published>2003-05-04T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-04T04:50:33.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my diagnostic test starts tomorrow and yet, i still find the time to blog. sigh~ yen shan may be wanting to read about this incident that happened yesterday as she's the first to know about it. i felt so used. used by a friend of mine. wouldn't want to mention her name. those who knows, please keep it to yourselves. and if this particular friend read this, please bear in mind that i'm very upset </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93740074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93740074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93740074' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-93739363</id><published>2003-05-04T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-04T00:08:27.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went to the nearby hair saloon with grandma. she's getting her hair colour remained. whatever it is, i dunno what's up with her hair. folks just loves to do their hair. i noticed something really beautiful between us. since the third day i was born into this world, she's been by my side. mom has been busy with her job. and so, i live with grandma. =) she's the sweetest thing that ever happened to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93739363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93739363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93739363' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-93737977</id><published>2003-05-03T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-03T23:53:14.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>damnit, i got my hair cut!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93737977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93737977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93737977' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-93652094</id><published>2003-05-02T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-02T07:36:19.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gosh... i've got my history textbook and accounts reference book opened up in front of me. instead of frustrating and getting depressed over the diagnostic test, here i am, sitting in front of the computer typing out an entry. suck. i suck. aww... so i went for physics tuition today. at class today, noticed a guy i haven't met before. wearing an orange colour shirt. uses the new nokia phone that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93652094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93652094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93652094' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-93533419</id><published>2003-04-30T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-30T07:48:36.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha!! there's this 2 years younger junior who added me in icq a few days ago : yong rong. a cute girl i have to admit. and guess what? we're having an arguement over who's leng chai between kasturi's mr. simon siew and lee ryan! *choke!* she called simon siew a leng chai wor! oh gosh~ i'm so going to whip her ass!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93533419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93533419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93533419' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-93457436</id><published>2003-04-29T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-29T03:41:58.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GRANDMAEver since the day I was born.You have nurtured me with love and kindness.You have been someone I can believe in,And someone I can depend upon.In this world I am just staring to understand.And it's important to me that you knowHow grateful that I am,For all that you give to me,For all that you teach me,And for the strength I will always have,Because of you, grandma.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93457436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93457436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93457436' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-93392647</id><published>2003-04-28T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-28T04:22:27.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>uh, note that this site truly reflects me. what i have in mind would possibly go here, aside from my personal beside-bed hand written journal book. expressing myself in words are much easier if you ask me to talk about it. speaking out makes more offence, that's my thought. i just enjoy what i'm doing. life is for you to seek the beauty of god's creation and everyone's beautiful. bear with me, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93392647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93392647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93392647' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-93389415</id><published>2003-04-28T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-28T03:30:46.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>braved myself out into requesting for a new pc. whee! and so today, faye came to school with her waist hurting. *shower her with loves and kisses!~* poor that girl! dokie, and so i ran 21 and a quarter rounds at the skylite today. it's part of the UDTA test during PE. and after that sit ups and some other form of exercise. and damn, i couldn't do all of it. freak, i'm the last one running alone. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93389415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93389415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93389415' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-93335931</id><published>2003-04-27T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-27T04:00:22.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>eu! that's the word i have in mind. it doesn't bring any meaning, or am i sure it doesn't mean anything? i don't know! whenever i had too much to think at once and i always end up falling asleep during daylight. it goes the other way round at night. call me a weirdo. there are just too many stuffs waiting for me to be up and done. i'm not surprised to see myself wasting time blogging. i'm the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93335931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93335931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93335931' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-93288735</id><published>2003-04-26T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-26T08:55:28.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>acessing from my bro's pc at the other home. IU day today was a great success. yonkey's gonna be so glad that everything went kinda well. not that well, actually. the holland dance wasn't so nice. michelle didn't do it well. and it ended up Azura(the head) scolded her or something. when the dance was over, they got off the stage and i heard michelle swearing aloud "you fucking bitch" at Azura. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93288735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93288735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93288735' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-93249753</id><published>2003-04-25T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-12T03:47:32.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[cK's 17th birthday party]a photo we took before the party was officially started. it was a lunch party.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93249753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93249753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93249753' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-93248674</id><published>2003-04-25T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-25T09:58:32.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1. What was the last TV show you watched?the 8:30 show on Astro. i forgot the title. flame something...2. What was the last thing you complained about and what was the problem?subject complained : peng jun for being a total bitch.3. Who was the last person you complimented and what did you say?faye. it's always faye, the sweetest friend on earth. =)4. What was the last thing you threw </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93248674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93248674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93248674' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-93247789</id><published>2003-04-25T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-25T09:36:00.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>when will the war end?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93247789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93247789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93247789' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-93246591</id><published>2003-04-25T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-25T09:16:02.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>been wanting to move out from blogger. i have no idea why. and now, surprisingly after changing the layout, i decided to remain at blogger. =) cheers! it's almost midnight now. damn, i feel hungry. oh yea, took a quiz from quizilla.com:your shit. What swear word are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93246591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93246591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93246591' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-93241170</id><published>2003-04-25T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-25T07:45:03.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>time passes by really quick. it's 10:31 pm now and i'm typing out an entry for my blog. i still haven't fully recover from my cold. how i wish i'm alright again. sigh~ the cold is really bugging me. every four hours, i would suddenly have a huge reaction murmuring something about me forgeting to consume my medicines. gosh... take this afternoon as an example. my water bottle has gone dry, running</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93241170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93241170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93241170' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-93102450</id><published>2003-04-23T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-23T02:28:46.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>stayed back a little longer to start painting on the banner for holland which xiao wen and i suppose to be working on. it's for display on this saturday's IU day. brought a bunch of paint brushes and one girl came up to me to borrow it. i said sure. time passes by, another girl came up and asked for my brush. i was like... sure...as long as you return it. it's almost 3:30 and i've got to leave </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93102450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/93102450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93102450' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-92929688</id><published>2003-04-20T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-20T06:40:21.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>feeling rather moody and frustrated with everything i encountered. i can't believe i just snapped at grandpa when he asked me something regarding my fever medicines. he was pissed off with my attitude and suddenly raise up his voice at me. i simply just grab my medicines and filled up a bottle with water and went straight to my room. consumed my medicines in my room. gosh..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/92929688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/92929688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92929688' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-92642948</id><published>2003-04-15T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-15T04:14:30.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i just publicly embarassed myself today in front of the whole school. gosh... my class did a choral speaking poem about war. we did not win for the competition anyway. but we were asked to perform today to raise funds for the iraqi innocence. after reciting the poem, we're suppose to sing the "heal the world" song. and so the whole class courageously stepped on the stage and yonkey did her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/92642948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/92642948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92642948' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-92516660</id><published>2003-04-12T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-12T22:05:08.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey o! yesterday's birthday celebration dinner was so great! the family dinner have not been so complete since quite some time ago. whenever there's a dinner outside, either one or two member could not attend. so, yesterday was so happy with the red wines, huge fishes and fillet dishes, and yes, the cake. rather small but it's more than enough. four hours earlier, i was still at pudu(after </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/92516660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/92516660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92516660' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-92277382</id><published>2003-04-09T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-09T00:50:17.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gee, haven't been updating for quite some time. been quite lazy these few days, besides, there's nothing interest to tell about my life. it has been plain boring for the past few days. anyway, boring is boring, still unexpected stuffs happens. i suddenly got pissed off with elaine and did not bother speaking to her...until today. hell, i don't really understand myself sometimes. so, the reason </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/92277382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/92277382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92277382' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-92033360</id><published>2003-04-05T01:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-06T01:06:28.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i opened the history bar just now to check of the websites that i visited last week. i realised that i onlined everyday this week. it may sound normal but come to think of it, add up the amount of hours i spent online, i could revise for my accounts or even physics.  d-_-b  what the heck?! okay, so forget about that and let me tell about andrew's present. went for accounts class today still </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/92033360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/92033360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92033360' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-91914504</id><published>2003-04-03T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-03T06:23:50.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>see, i actually didn't know that it's andrew's birthday today. he told me about that. and boom, i've got to fish out some $$ and get him a prezzie. so i went scratching my head thinking what to get him until my saviour came online - xiao wen! she suggested getting andrew a pack of condom, which i think is a suitable prezzie. see, it's cheap and... we didn't know what to buy for a guy! condom. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/91914504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/91914504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#91914504' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-91913477</id><published>2003-04-03T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-03T06:04:39.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[andrew's birthday!]so.... today....weird.... been having ryan toying with my mind since yesterday.and i'm getting so sick of him now. so i asked yonkey : "is it normal that everyone at least once experience infatuation and lovesick or stuffs like that?" she was like, "of course it's normal!" saw ncy today at tuition. so, finally, we did say hi to each other after three months of being stuck </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/91913477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/91913477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#91913477' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-91538724</id><published>2003-03-28T02:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-28T02:45:59.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>starting to play with my neopet again. got influenced by yen shan and faye today into it. i remembered i ditched it for a really long time, thinking that it's rather a boring thing to do : rear a virtual pet. so, yen shan taught me how to earn lots of neopoints and i'm addicted to it already! yay! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/91538724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/91538724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91538724' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-91210079</id><published>2003-03-22T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-22T20:35:21.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the stupid background image doesn't want to show up. shucks... i'll have to wait till after exam to deal with it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/91210079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/91210079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91210079' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-90847551</id><published>2003-03-17T02:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-17T02:11:53.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so, what about today? everything has been quite unclear to me. so, blur would be the best word to describe me today. i have a lot of thing on my mind today. family matters, exams, add maths, chemistry, history, etc... i wish i could dump everything behind and leave all the responsibilities as fast and as far as possible. sigh~ why do i have to be in this world at this hour, this decade, this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/90847551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/90847551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90847551' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-90449652</id><published>2003-03-10T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-10T02:52:26.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ryan smsed me the other day. last week. can't remember exactly which day. friday, i suppose? so it goes like this "hey, i'll call you sooner. was about to quit job soon. sorry, apologies, ignorant," something like that. can't exactly recall as well. dowana remember either. i rather fill my brain up with physics and chemistry. was a little pissed with him. upset, i guess. what a weirdo i am. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/90449652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/90449652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90449652' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-90449315</id><published>2003-03-10T02:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-10T02:40:58.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's six something already and i still have not taken my bath since i came back from school. had fun today as well. as usual, there are tons of surprise and unexpected happenings. =) had a fillet bread today and still feel hungry after the recess bell rang. pretty weird, i usually won't feel hunger even if i skipped my breakfast and lunch. o_O so, after recess was PE class. had a huge surprise </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/90449315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/90449315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90449315' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-90349671</id><published>2003-03-08T01:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-08T01:51:54.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sookie : The only thing a guy would never experience...faye : is to have blood coming out from their asshole.mwahahahahaha!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/90349671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/90349671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90349671' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-89802718</id><published>2003-02-26T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-26T15:43:30.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>accessing to the internet from school. better connection speed compared to home's. =p yesterday suck. my uncle changed my cell's SIM card to 64K. that means i'll have more storage of phone numbers and messages in the card. whee! was supposed to enter the pin number. suck. i didn't know the number is a new one. entered the old one, and *shocked!* it's block!!! what a bummer... i got scolded for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/89802718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/89802718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89802718' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-89679209</id><published>2003-02-24T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-24T17:12:50.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i feel as if there are no more secrets to myself. dunno why... nowadays, i tend to regret after telling a person about something. sigh~ feel so stupid... [W]! last night, attended a dinner with my cousins from my dad's side of family. well, i'm not very close with them and that makes me feel like i'm so "out". there's a cousin bro, YF, leaving for Australia today. so, it's like a dinner to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/89679209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/89679209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89679209' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-89548510</id><published>2003-02-22T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-22T04:50:54.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>had another marathon today. this time, it's organised by the school. bleh~ it's only 3.5 kilometres. but it sure is worse compared to the one i joined last sunday. today's at taman tasik permaisuri. so, we're told that we'll be jogging around the lake. whatever~ i only see the lake when i reach the finish line. the rest of the track, i only see trees and muds. yuke pui pui! and also note that i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/89548510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/89548510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89548510' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-89429375</id><published>2003-02-20T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-20T04:49:55.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Sok Fon's birthday!] - as usual, all of us gathered in the canteen and sang a birthday song loudly, clapped and cheered! too bad my birthday has been falling on school holidays. i never experience the whole class and ex-3Bians singing me a birthday song. =(feeling not so great as always. i witnessed so many incidents today. i can't exactly recall all of them. hmm... i'mm try my best to. after </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/89429375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/89429375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89429375' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-89374282</id><published>2003-02-19T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-19T08:08:39.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yay! new layout!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/89374282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/89374282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89374282' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-89370332</id><published>2003-02-19T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-19T06:32:03.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>interact club's hosting an annual gathering on early march: iu day. i'm under the 'holland' group. that basically means we're presenting everything about holland. yea, so faye and i teamed up to work on the info boards and we chosed to work on 'population'. ahem, faye. dowana comment about her. dateline's this friday, we're supposed to send in the board. darn, we still haven't start working on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/89370332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/89370332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89370332' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-89233992</id><published>2003-02-17T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-17T03:27:11.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i started watching meteor garden for the second time today. haha! i couldn't believe that i actually did that. despite my busy schedule, i still manage to look for time to watch it. second time summore leh! seriously, the drama is really nice. sweet, that's what i like. my legs and thighs are still aching from yesterday's marathon. elaine and i sticked to each other throughout the race. she kept </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/89233992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/89233992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89233992' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-89084839</id><published>2003-02-14T02:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-14T02:53:42.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day!!!i stayed home for the whole day today for the sake of watching Meteor Garden. it's so exciting. and believe it or not! i watched 7 cds one day! mwahahaha!! anyway, one comment about today : another lonely valentine's day. andrew, yong yi, yonkey and cK smsed me today, asking about my valentine's day. shrugged. whatever... i feel like banging my head to the wall. =) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/89084839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/89084839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89084839' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-88357043</id><published>2003-01-31T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-31T17:57:35.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!!!plan of the day : annual thing-to-do - that would be visiting relatives to 'pai nien' and receive red packets! muahahahaha!!! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/88357043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/88357043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88357043' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-88308201</id><published>2003-01-30T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-30T20:26:14.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today's chinese new year's eve!!! i'm looking forward to receiving more than 500 bucks red pecket money. ;þ see, i'm really desperate for some $$ here. and note that i'm also craving for a digital camera. i think i'll get somebody to buy me one. *wicked!* my dad... my uncle... bah, whoever it is.so, here's the story of the day. on wednesday, i happened to call ryan and asked him to accompany me</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/88308201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/88308201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88308201' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-88242474</id><published>2003-01-29T18:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-29T18:25:16.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For the first time in my life, I’m actually wearing a g-string. It feels like a million pair of eyes is staring at your ass.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/88242474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/88242474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88242474' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-88095120</id><published>2003-01-27T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-30T20:29:30.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i feel so different today... i came home at five after my house practice. bathed and changed into my comfy clothes. then i headed towards the kitchen. and i placed all my books on the dining table : physics reference book, physics textbook, my physics experiment report book, bm dictionary, history textbook, the government published history reference book, and my "jot-everything-here" notebook. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/88095120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/88095120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88095120' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-88036448</id><published>2003-01-25T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-25T22:15:50.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i took the earlier accounts class yesterday, 9:30 am replacing the 2:00 pm. why? actually, faye and i planned to go to klcc to watch the ring. you know, the horror movie...i suppose? anyway, i called tgv happily cause i finally get to chill at cinemas since the school has started last 3 weeks. unfortunately, sigh~, the last show is on friday. and that means that there'll be no more the ring at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/88036448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/88036448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88036448' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3665112.post-87962724</id><published>2003-01-24T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-24T08:38:26.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what's going on right now? xiao wen + elaine + me = wrecking our brain to figure out the topic of our webdesigning project. it's kinda great when we are given free option to work on the topic. but... it's definitely hard to decide on the topic. oh, wait. hold on. we got a topic! it's roughly about "making the world better". bleh, still need to make the title more juicy, though~ it's my suggestion</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/87962724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3665112/posts/default/87962724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sookie.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87962724' title=''/><author><name>:: sookie :: </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13370071827994455268</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></entry></feed>
