<?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-5956274</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:08:52.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anGie is sharing her life in words for you!</title><subtitle type='html'>*the most important thing in life is to learn how to give out love, and to let it come in..*</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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>147</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5956274.post-113868077782681514</id><published>2006-01-31T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T12:12:57.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.BLANK.If I could write an entry, it would be an entry of 'Blank'. Blank not because there isn't anything to write but too much that the ends of it seems to be endless, just as the sky is wide and the sea deep. Blank reveals much emptiness yet reasons behind are in abundance. That abundance makes the empty pleantiful. When I say blank do the think of the colour white or black?White, the colour of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/113868077782681514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/113868077782681514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113868077782681514' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-113742750795409215</id><published>2006-01-16T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T00:05:08.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.short lived.It was great getting the shirt.And I couldn't agree any less that the company was all that mattered.Somehow you always strive till 99%1% to perfection, yet 1% can bring so much doubt.The picture on the screen totally spoiled my mood.And the story told just made me less special.When you treat everyone special, I just become like everyone else. -- funny how it make sense now compared </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/113742750795409215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/113742750795409215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113742750795409215' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-113732059579399534</id><published>2006-01-15T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T18:23:15.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.I had a bad day.A total bumer. (is that how you spell it?)I'm back here again. Guess all my bad day entries are going to be here. Well, mass was a little distracted. Went for mass with Louis, Angel, Ele and Cedric. Upon reflecting, I felt quite bad for dragging Cedric along. It was quite obvious that there was too much distraction and that we were too far from the alter to truly concentrate. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/113732059579399534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/113732059579399534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113732059579399534' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-113721967667067630</id><published>2006-01-14T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T14:24:50.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey. It's strange. As much as I wanted to blog, I just couldn't help blogging on easyjournal.There's just this fixed thinking that the 1st entry of the year has to be a good and perferbly a happy one...you know, to kick start the new year well. And so I'm here. How have you been old friend? Firstly a Happy New Year. Your not forgotten old pal : ) Will give you a new look if time permits. How have</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/113721967667067630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/113721967667067630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113721967667067630' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-112527680075484873</id><published>2005-08-29T08:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T08:53:20.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Move on to angiee.easyjournal.comSee you there..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/112527680075484873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/112527680075484873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112527680075484873' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-111505183859073376</id><published>2005-05-02T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T00:37:18.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Saying Goodbye.After much calculation of hours multipled by $5, and during the process of being teased by Kamal (in the background you can hear.."Aiya, don't need to count lah.Count here,count there also still the same.") I have decided that my last day of work would be on the 8th of May. That means I have to squeeze in more hours this week to reach my target. Checked out my schedule for my last </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/111505183859073376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/111505183859073376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111505183859073376' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-111462384231925403</id><published>2005-04-28T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T01:44:02.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Update.Work - A new person came to work today. Was telling eve and jean how I did not felt like a newbie anymore which they replied in madarin " Your considered old already lah!" ha. It's amazing how my work mates have become my friends. It's always great crapping with them when there are no customers and it's simply wonderful how people from so different backgrounds can come together and just </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/111462384231925403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/111462384231925403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111462384231925403' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-111451906692729908</id><published>2005-04-26T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T00:53:02.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you; not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your hearts be troubled, neither let them be afraid.You heard me say to you, `I go away, and I will come to you.' If you loved me, you would have rejoiced, because I go to the Father; for the Father is greater than I. And now I have told you before it takes place, so that when it does take place, you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/111451906692729908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/111451906692729908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111451906692729908' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-111393026051771319</id><published>2005-04-20T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T01:04:20.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HABEMUS PAPAM!!!!!!!!!!WE HAVE A NEW POPE!!!!POPE BENEDICT THE SIXTEENTH.what a coincidence! My dad said he would be the next pope and his name is Benedict. Ha!Celebrate!! We have a new pope!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/111393026051771319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/111393026051771319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111393026051771319' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-111375410117904421</id><published>2005-04-17T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T00:34:53.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>working life.I'm getting the hang of it. Working at Cedele is fun and with the different people I meet everyday, life becomes rather interesting although I'm subjected to the routined work schedules. 11am to 6pm. I'm the lucky ass who doesn't have to do opening or closing. Making coffee, sandwiches, taking orders, promoting bread, clearing tables, conversing with my co-workers in mandarin, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/111375410117904421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/111375410117904421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111375410117904421' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-111331094174907309</id><published>2005-04-12T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T21:02:21.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cedele.After 4 days of training and one day off, I finally get to start work tomorrow! During the course of training, I made 3 great friends. Mr Lau Kok Kiong (my transport buddy), Aishah (my playmate) and Carolyn. Training was real fun. I learnt how to make all sorts of coffees and smoothies and sandwiches! And my co-trainees were just a bundle of joy to be around with! I will never forget the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/111331094174907309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/111331094174907309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111331094174907309' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-111270990174715188</id><published>2005-04-05T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T22:05:01.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what we were called to do.The pope has returned to the Father. Admist all the sadness the world is experincing, I feel happy for our pope. Imagine, someone who has loved God so much to the point of dedicating his whole life and works all to God and even to God's people. But can only live by faith and trusting that He exisit. And now he can finally see God and live with Him in His kingdom! What </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/111270990174715188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/111270990174715188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111270990174715188' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-111233520121678124</id><published>2005-04-01T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T14:07:16.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>waiting for the calls.Went for 2 job interviews yesterday. One at the Cafe Cartel bishan outlet and the other at Novena's Celede bakery's depot. The cafe cartel interview was nothing much. Just asking practical questions like what days am I free, have I done F&amp;B before and whether I could do closings which is around 12am and 1am. Whereas Celede gave me a solid interview asking me to act on the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/111233520121678124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/111233520121678124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111233520121678124' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-111183536538598435</id><published>2005-03-26T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T19:09:25.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>.Easter. my unrestrained joy!*MEGA BIG SMILES*Easter!!!! Although it's only Saturday I am full of joy. It's just that pleasant thought. You know, Jesus being resurrected into heaven. Conquering all evil, saving us from sin, giving us eternal life after death. It's like woah! Jesus rocks man! And you get that kick, that Yayness feeling and it's double yayness for HE went through all that shit on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/111183536538598435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/111183536538598435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111183536538598435' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-111174592865954095</id><published>2005-03-25T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T18:18:48.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>maundy thursday &amp; good friday.stay with me, remain here with me..watch and pray...watch..and pray.Leaving a letter to my cath kiddos, I left with CYF to go for the annually church visitation which coincidentally also marks the day when Val,Joachim and Johanna joined CYF! Happy anniversary guys :) Well, we first did the stations of the cross at St Joseph's church. I met a Filippino tourist who </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/111174592865954095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/111174592865954095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111174592865954095' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-111150029354978054</id><published>2005-03-22T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T22:04:53.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Live the Question.there are some things in life that we will never understand. that's why we are called to live the question :) Learnt it from a friend yesterday and I felt it made sense.don't really feel like blogging much today. everything seems fine even if it's not mentioned.i'm just glad to be alive and loved.and I think to myself...what a wonderful world.WHAT A WONDERFUL WORLD -Louis </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/111150029354978054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/111150029354978054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111150029354978054' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-111119519321777039</id><published>2005-03-19T08:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T09:19:53.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>after camp effects.Camp this year did a lot for me. It definitely brought me closer to God. I just needed time away from everything and go back to HIM for his great love. I'm glad that other people in camp felt the same way too. *HUGS*CTK being next door was a blessing for me. It was their cc4 camp, the last time during my cc4 camp that I felt God so strongly."Come Holy Spirit, I need youCome </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/111119519321777039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/111119519321777039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111119519321777039' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-111050139908693820</id><published>2005-03-11T08:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T08:36:39.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the show must go on but pls love me.Today's Rockafella day. Heading down to church soon to do camp stuff. It's going to be a long day. Eyes are a bit puffy, hopefully it will go back to normal soon. Feeling quite drain for camp and on the verge of not caring but the show must go on. Looking back at the objectives, if one member is touched, my efforts are not put to waste. Still remember how me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/111050139908693820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/111050139908693820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111050139908693820' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-111034317580889753</id><published>2005-03-09T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T12:48:35.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>one-quarter left.Listening to Michelle Branch's cd. Apparently, my sister borrowed it from a friend,but it has been lying around the house for quite some time already.So typical of her. Track 9 -"Breathe" reminds me of my previous blogskin..the one with a boy holding a cookie. Speaking of which..I need help with changing my blog skin.Found a real nice one but can't seem to put the stuff I want </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/111034317580889753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/111034317580889753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111034317580889753' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-111012538036428046</id><published>2005-03-06T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T00:09:40.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Little update.What's been happening in my life? Well,to cut the long story short,I attained a 13 for my O'levels and after much consideration, I withdrew out of CJC on Thursday.This was not because I didn't like it there but more of because I have decided on furthering my education in Temasek Polytechnic doing Hospitality and Tourism!I find it pretty cool and interesting, ignoring the distance I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/111012538036428046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/111012538036428046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111012538036428046' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-110923393688528314</id><published>2005-02-24T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T16:32:16.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Empty.What happens when you lost that energy to love, to feel, to care? What happens when you become so emotionless to everyone and everything. What happens when you are EMPTY?Something's missing in my life.Hmmmm...Am trying to find the strength to live strong (the yellow band).But as always, I'll be fine.Results are coming out,but I don't really care for now.Its part of the emptiness I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/110923393688528314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/110923393688528314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110923393688528314' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-110757217664526728</id><published>2005-02-05T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T10:56:16.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sinking in.The reality of CJC is starting to sink in. Looking through my previous entry I can't help but feel a little naive. We've got back a few tests which I did badly in. And the worst thing is that when you see those who didn't study score better than you did.Gee, that stinks! Mrs Winter, the real good history teacher, told me something I really, really, didn't want to hear. That ultimate </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/110757217664526728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/110757217664526728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110757217664526728' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-110635972849401960</id><published>2005-01-22T09:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T10:16:42.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It has been 22 days into the year of 2005! Within these days, numerous of things have happened.Some lingering in my thoughts while others gone with the wind or even unpleasant to recall. Well, since my elder sister isn't at home and the laptop's here...*cheeky smiles* Let me begin.Hello my long abandoned blog!After counting down to the new year at DND and having a new year gathering at Cally </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/110635972849401960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/110635972849401960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110635972849401960' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-110326004916961731</id><published>2004-12-17T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T13:23:44.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello everybody! Ha. Am at Carol's house now making myself really at home. Carol seems to be the guest. Wahaha. Do you hear that? Carol just gave a real spastic laugh. There she goes again. Cheap thrill. Oh well, before she bashes me up in her own home I better do a little blogging.Well, yesterday was just superb! Went with Joachim and Bert to St Vincent De Paul to visit Brother Randell. He's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/110326004916961731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/110326004916961731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110326004916961731' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-110314315244185919</id><published>2004-12-16T03:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T04:39:12.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's weird how you want to blog down your thoughts for a moment and suddenly it just disappears in a blink of an eye. Where shall I begin? Well, I just attended CTK's Childrens' Bible Camp. Not as a participant but as a facil, if you guys were wondering.Anyway, it was great working with the kids.It really amazes you when they express the things that are going through their uncontaminated minds. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/110314315244185919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/110314315244185919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110314315244185919' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-110206491513622322</id><published>2004-12-03T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T17:08:35.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, this will be a quick one. Yes, O'level are finally over!for quite some time already actually.heh.Currently I've experienced my grad night and my first job which I happened to quit on the very same day.Ha.And Sherwin is finally back from the UK! Yay! Got lots to catch up with him. Let's see, what else? Oh, I've signed up to be a catechist in Risen Christ too. Since the "legal age" for CTK is</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/110206491513622322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/110206491513622322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110206491513622322' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-109780833533042031</id><published>2004-10-15T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T10:45:35.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Woke up this morning, looked at my handphone -5.54am,went back to sleep. The last day of school in CHIJ (yesterday) was pretty normal, but the idea of not waking up in the wee early times in the morning, to see Lulu -the girl who never fails to bring a smile on my face, at the bustop lamenting on how bus 156 will be late again and how she would one day write to SBS to complain.To see how others, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109780833533042031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109780833533042031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109780833533042031' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-109725167097376030</id><published>2004-10-08T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T09:26:49.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was fantastic. To see your friends opening up to the Holy Spirit and letting the spirit rest upon them is simply amazing. Glad that many people went up today. For those who felt nothing much or didn't get slain, no worries! I'm sure that in His time he will overwhelm you with His love and you at your own time will also learn to open up to the Holy spirit.The Almighty has done great things</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109725167097376030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109725167097376030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109725167097376030' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-109613166295556914</id><published>2004-09-26T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T01:01:02.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey almost Godfather. This song's for you. Though we didn't hang out much and talked much on Saturday,seeing you before head off to the UK was good enough for me. Do take care!God Bless.Your Heart will lead you HomeSunny days and starry nights lazy afternoons You're counting castles in the clouds and hunting little toons. But somehow right before your eyesthe sun fades away, Everything </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109613166295556914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109613166295556914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109613166295556914' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-109607440783604528</id><published>2004-09-25T08:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T09:06:47.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ngor tong lei kong....("I tell you" in Cantonese)Yesterday was our last day of prelims! Emaths paper was alright but I was struggling through Science MCQ. Gee, to think they gave you four options to choose from and you find it a struggle. Guess you get that much for not studying or not revising your work. But hey hey, it's over! After the paper, Rene and I was walking along the corridor outside</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109607440783604528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109607440783604528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109607440783604528' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-109582116405485256</id><published>2004-09-22T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T10:46:04.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>History is over! Chapter5 came out for source base! Anything's better than Cixi's China. And chapter 2,9 and 8 came out for structured essay. Didn't do mao mao in the end. Thought there would be too much to write so I did Russia. It was ooo...mmm...ooo...kay. Read  through my paper before it was collected, it felt as if something was missing. Didn't sound convincing enough. Hmm. I'm sure most of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109582116405485256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109582116405485256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109582116405485256' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-109573652283139002</id><published>2004-09-21T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T11:23:09.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woo..woo..wee! woo wee..nanananananana!Haha..listening to the radio now. Some weird song is playing.Well, I'm bursting with joy! Don't get me wrong, chemistry paper was not easy peasy but I'm glad that the worst did not happen. Yes, worst could have happened but hey hey it didn't. phew. Well, I'm just glad that I cleared the air with a close friend. Man, I assume too much. It's not good to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109573652283139002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109573652283139002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109573652283139002' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-109565345954548928</id><published>2004-09-20T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T12:13:59.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just finished Emaths paper. How was it? The usual for me. So don't ask cause I don't have much comments for it anyway. Oh wells... here are the remaining papers.Tues - ChemistryWed - History (spoting chapters 2,7,9 maybe 8 for SEQ &amp; chapters 5 &amp; 3 for SBQ)Thurs - Amaths 2 (a.k.a the killer paper!)Fri - Emaths 1 (Haiz..no calculator) &amp; Science MCQand then prelims are over...Yay?Going to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109565345954548928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109565345954548928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109565345954548928' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-109552484396717961</id><published>2004-09-18T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T00:27:23.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was a good day. Went to michelle's house and hey hey, Javier was at home!!! Seldom catch him at home but this time he was. Ha. Was great catching up with him! It's amazing how some people don't change. He's one of them. Some might disagree, but in my eyes, he's still the same old Jav. Was talking to Val while walking her home after youth mass and all those memories of having catechism at St</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109552484396717961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109552484396717961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109552484396717961' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-109544250425173127</id><published>2004-09-18T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T01:35:04.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Can't believe my sister allow me to use her laptop to blog. Well, guess I wouldn't need to if I could talk to her about stuff. Sometimes I wish I could but it's hard to share with her. Guess that's why I envy Ollie and Vanessa's relationship. I'm sure they talk about loads of stuff. Lucky people.Hate it when it's late at night, or real early in the morning and I can't find anyone to talk to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109544250425173127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109544250425173127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109544250425173127' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-109534715289533252</id><published>2004-09-16T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T23:14:54.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Something today at mass striked me. "Those who are forgiven little, love little." Don't think it's the exact words but more or less, it's roughly the same. Is it until you have done something really wrong,obtain forgiveness, then you are willing to love the one who forgave you? Is it true that we need to receive from others first before we learn how to give? Afterall, God loved us first that's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109534715289533252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109534715289533252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109534715289533252' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-109489011151701318</id><published>2004-09-11T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T00:27:19.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Shall make this a quick one. I hope.Well, had breakfast with my mum alone. Finally! Been ages since I went out with her alone. Though not much was spoken, her company was pleasant. So if you guys feel you have deprived your parents of the love they should receive from their children..well, do something about it! No matter how small! As Mother Theresa said "Do little things with great Love!" Oh,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109489011151701318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109489011151701318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109489011151701318' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-109475625241355135</id><published>2004-09-10T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T02:57:32.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's friday. September Holidays are coming to an end. Received an email from an unexpected friend. A real pleasant surprise. Who would know that someone that I hardly know,who sits on the other end of the class would drop me a message filled with so much hope that I can draw strength from. So thank you to that friend. Really hope that God would reward you greatly for your efforts :) You deserve </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109475625241355135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109475625241355135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109475625241355135' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-109456927724603217</id><published>2004-09-07T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T00:25:15.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Was online till late at night. Slept around 2.30am. Was chating with zhi zong online. I've come to know a bit more about him. He's a real smart ass and someone who really cares about his friends..in the choir too. Well, that's about it I guess. Nevertheless, it was nice chating with him.After about 6hours of sleep, I woke up, not by my own free will but because I had to attend Amaths class..oh </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109456927724603217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109456927724603217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109456927724603217' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-109445624009606085</id><published>2004-09-06T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T01:38:18.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haha. I love this song! Swiss people who decided to post this song for their swatch watch advertisements have good taste in music! Darn good I say.Something about YOU - five for fighting.I don't know how to beginI don't know how to get out there to see youI don't know where to dig inI don't how to get in there...to feel youIt's been too long and I'm about to be in time for meIt's been </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109445624009606085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109445624009606085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109445624009606085' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-109436368445147745</id><published>2004-09-05T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T15:23:58.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And yesterday was a long day. Started the day with basketball. Val was practically hyper. Her joy rubs onto me really. Ha. Was real glad to see Sherwin the golden hair, broom head, dude. Wahaha. Real nice seeing him again. We chat a little and playing basketball with him was definitely something that lightened up my day. Oh, it was nice to see Yin Hai too. Been ages since I last saw Mr "Handsome"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109436368445147745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109436368445147745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109436368445147745' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-109393356114514726</id><published>2004-08-31T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T14:26:01.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kelly Clarkson - Break awayGrew up in a small town,And when the rain would fall down,I'd just stare out my window.Dreaming of what could be,And if I'd end up happy,I would pray.Try not to reach out,But when I tried to speak out,Felt like no-one could hear me.Wanted to belong here,But something felt so wrong here.So I'd pray,I could break away.Chorus:I'll spread my wings and I'll </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109393356114514726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109393356114514726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109393356114514726' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-109379378146488300</id><published>2004-08-29T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T23:36:21.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had to blog! Just read elsa's entries and it's scary! Yes, she's working her ass off! She really is. And with her determination, I'm sure she will get somewhere. As for me? The first two papers have been a horrible experience. Been having the out of nowhere type of breakdowns lately too. This is freaky. I hate it. Plus I feel so distracted all the time.. Am really disappointed in myself. And to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109379378146488300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109379378146488300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109379378146488300' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-109371785111116099</id><published>2004-08-29T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T02:30:51.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Something to think about..Jesus : (Knock knock.)Me      : Who's there?Jesus : (shouts out) JESUS! (waits excitedly.)Me      : What's that you say?Jesus : JESUS!!!Me      : What? I can't hear you. I'm real busy now. Come back some other time?Jesus : It's ok. I'll wait.And so He waits and you continued to live your busy life.One day, you really had a bad day. So you knock on Jesus door </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109371785111116099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109371785111116099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109371785111116099' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-109327611294366164</id><published>2004-08-23T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T23:53:58.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Just a day, just an ordinary day. Just trying to get by.." And the prelims are drawing near yet the typical nerdy, anti-social me has not yet surfaced. Is that a bad sign? I really hope not. Life has been full of surprises! I shared some with Judette and she with me too. It's good that our friendship is going stronger.Was thinking much about the future. Do I really want to go to mass </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109327611294366164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109327611294366164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109327611294366164' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-109285321257101556</id><published>2004-08-19T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T00:32:38.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Life..Can be frustrating, annoying, sad, disappointing and so hard to carry on. But..surprises do occur. Pleasant ones :) and all takes a 180 degree turn. Life becomes beautiful, meaningful, simple, happy, smiley...So when life seems to be a downhill..be it the endless studyin,having your heart broken, major break out, feeling a little heavier, doubts about the future.. Always know that things </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109285321257101556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109285321257101556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109285321257101556' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-109230454963686044</id><published>2004-08-12T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T17:55:49.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was a real good day! Firstly, I managed to get on a very, very crowded bus in the morning. Reached the school's bustop around 7.17am (assembly starts at 7.15am) sprinted up a hill like no one's business and managed to avoid being late for assembly..plus I had an extra belt in my bag,so if I was late there will be a spot check and my head will roll on the floor, courtesy of Mrs Mag Low. Yes,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109230454963686044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109230454963686044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109230454963686044' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-109202235512981416</id><published>2004-08-09T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T11:33:19.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Had a desprate need to blog. Now I'm at Peter's house writing down my thoughts, my elder sister refused to let me use her laptop and said that what I needed to do was not important. I guess different people place importance in different things and ours seem to contrast a lot. It can be saddening at times. Guess that's why I don't share my perspective of life with you and vice versa. Well, the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109202235512981416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109202235512981416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109202235512981416' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-109171712608440693</id><published>2004-08-05T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T22:45:26.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Had tuition today with Yan Han. Lessons are real hilarious! Really enjoy them. Well, while walking back home from Yan Han's house I bumped into Joachim. Yes, very nice to see you my dear friend. I still refuse to believe that catholic high's oral practice can end so late! Around 8.30pm? Madness. Will let Joachim elaborate more about his oral on his online journal. Well, my school's going to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109171712608440693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109171712608440693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109171712608440693' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-109154314245820254</id><published>2004-08-03T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T22:25:42.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Maroon 5-She Will Be LovedBeauty queen of only eighteenShe had some trouble with herselfHe was always there to help herShe always belonged to someone elseI drove for miles and milesAnd wound up at your doorI’ve had you so many times but somehowI want moreChorus:I don’t mind spending everydayOut on your corner in the pouring rainLook for the girl with the broken smileAsk her if she </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109154314245820254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109154314245820254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109154314245820254' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-109128722991526072</id><published>2004-07-31T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-31T23:20:29.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY MISS SENG!! Hope you had a real blessed birthday! *HUGS*"Be still, and know that I am GOD" michelle wanted to send me that message yesterday night but she felt it was real late already but coincidently I sent a similiar message out to Joachim. These seven words mean quite a lot to me. They only managed to get my attention during my confession in cc4 camp. Who could ever guess </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109128722991526072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109128722991526072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109128722991526072' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-109110501803297287</id><published>2004-07-29T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T20:43:38.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just got the song lyrics from Yan Han..Check this out.Praying to God aboveYou can see it now,a love that's sent from from God,and it's keeping me strong.Letting him lead the way and say...Why don't you let him lighten up your day? Why don't you let him forgive what you've done wrong?It's all about him, the love that's sent from him.The perfect grace, his perfect ways...Chorus:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109110501803297287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109110501803297287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109110501803297287' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-109102455174024661</id><published>2004-07-28T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T22:22:31.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Was reflecting on the bus on the way home from xianwei's house. Didn't go for track and field meet in the end..was raining and I was lazy to travel all the way down to kallang. Oh wells. Yes, as i was reflecting.. I thought about this. That although it's hard to forgive those who hurt you, by not forgiving would only bring more hurt to thy self as you keep so much anger and painful memories in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109102455174024661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109102455174024661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109102455174024661' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-109085215305666860</id><published>2004-07-26T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T21:22:51.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy birthday BESTIE!! Really hoped you enjoyed your birthday! Anyway, owe it really to the people who helped last minute. Beautiful people like Jeremy, Sebastian, Sean, and most of all Matthew Ryan Heng! Owe you big time buddy! Thank you very very much! And today was much more beautiful cause God was definitely present! Was practically hyper today.. Disturbed Jamie like nobody's business! Even </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109085215305666860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109085215305666860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109085215305666860' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-109057773812653703</id><published>2004-07-23T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T18:15:38.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And thoughts fill my head, on something I read..something you said. Guess all won't be that bad. After all the sun will still rise and set..I know HE has a plan for me, although the naked eye can't see..the heart knows how,who and why..it knows one day this feeling will die. Sad how we tend to forget..then try to think back and hold regrets. However, I learnt we all must move on..carrying our </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109057773812653703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109057773812653703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109057773812653703' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-109032317533764760</id><published>2004-07-20T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T19:32:55.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Had javelin nationals today.Straight finals. Well, was quite satisfied with my performance managed to qualify but was not top 8 though. Oh well, guess that's the end of all my outside activities mainly, cca and catechism. Yup got confirmed on 18 July 2004! Guess it's to hit the books full force now. Prelims are in about 4 weeks or so? It's close! Even Mr Tan is showing signs of stress. Check that</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109032317533764760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109032317533764760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109032317533764760' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-109004509226921438</id><published>2004-07-17T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-17T14:18:12.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One more day to confirmation. Well, I'm at my godma's house, Michelle's, writing my entry! Yup. Went for confession at Novena. Managed to experince the Novena too. Real nice feeing. Bought the book for it too.  Well, suppose to be at Amaths applications for integration class today but after talking to Sherwin, I decided to spend time with God instead. -smiles- Yes, I guess I should too, after all</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109004509226921438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/109004509226921438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109004509226921438' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-108919191620031160</id><published>2004-07-05T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T17:18:36.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A big hello to all loyal readers of my blog. Yes, it has come back to life again! All thanks to Sebastian and his wonderful laptop. However, I'm afraid this 'joy' is a short term one as currently my computer at home is a USELESS item collecting heaps of dust! Sad eh? Well, look on the bright side. No longer would my blog be welcoming you with a boring, picuture cannot appear, entry starts with..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/108919191620031160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/108919191620031160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108919191620031160' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-108461103148789327</id><published>2004-05-15T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T16:50:31.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mid-years are over! Chinese O's are up next..Oh well.. Went to watch TROY after the last paper. And it was NAT CHOY's birthday too! Yeah! Atalia,Ubrina,Jamie,Naomi,Steph, Nat and I went to watch TROY at lido. The show was fantastic! And Brad Pitt was so heroic (and good looking) in that show! He's my favorite hero for now!!! Great Body too!!! hahaha..And Orlando Bloom was a real loser! Bet Atalia</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/108461103148789327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/108461103148789327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108461103148789327' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-108368722551235705</id><published>2004-05-05T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T00:17:39.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today 5 people didn't turn up today! The left corner of the class looked so empty. Oh wells. Had Amaths instead of CME. Still can't get integration and I'm starting to forget how to differentiate. Was telling Yan Han on the bus how ready I was to do badly for mid year for majority of all my subjects. Needless to say both of my maths! Yes, got to face reality...the truth hurts. Well, that does not</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/108368722551235705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/108368722551235705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108368722551235705' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-108332474515385751</id><published>2004-04-30T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T19:36:43.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Unpretty. Do you feel unpretty too?The word "unpretty" has no exact meaning or definition. One would usually interpretate it as not looking pretty, an adjective used to describe a particular appearance. However, unpretty can also be used to describe how one emotionally feels negative about oneself. In others words, not confident or feeling that their performances is mediocre. One usually feels </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/108332474515385751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/108332474515385751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108332474515385751' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-108280870812421577</id><published>2004-04-24T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-24T20:15:58.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A troubled mind is not something nice to have and to make the whole situation worst would be not knowing what's the thing that's troubling you. Double troubles (if you want to put it in that way.)Life's sure like a roller-coaster. One minute you're up there and the next minute you're down. You get turned up side down with what life throws at you and you hold in your vomit to prevent others from</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/108280870812421577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/108280870812421577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108280870812421577' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-108225450429932189</id><published>2004-04-18T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T10:19:05.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How should I start? Well, friday was nice. Had catechism on friday night. We went for a charismatic session and the teaching was about music and praising God during all times of joy and sorrow! Fantastic! I guess what really made that night special was the pray over? Glad that quite a number of us went up! Val, Angela, Janice got slained too! Woah! The power of prayer and HIS anoiting! I guess </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/108225450429932189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/108225450429932189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108225450429932189' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-108187068261139882</id><published>2004-04-13T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T01:49:57.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Had chinese prelims yesterday. Must say that all went better than expected? By HIS grace, I managed to do well. Could really feel that HE understood my state of mind and that he calmed me down a whole lot! And I really felt good after the paper. Hopefully the results are as expected. HIS will be done, not mine. Well, after the paper, me and Judette went to Johanna's house to watch 2 movies.."The </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/108187068261139882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/108187068261139882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108187068261139882' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-108165281054222734</id><published>2004-04-11T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T06:17:58.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Easter this year was simply beautiful!I guess during Easter Vigil everything since the season of Lent, sort of played back in my mind. From the time that me and Joachim decided on what to fast on, how I persuaded Mathilda to fast with me in the bustop, Matt Heng's scarifices of not watching one of his favourite band Guns and Roses to the scenes during Lenten Vigil where Chirst the King's youth </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/108165281054222734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/108165281054222734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108165281054222734' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-108103991390886949</id><published>2004-04-04T08:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-04T09:41:16.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I went for CHIJ's BAND CONCERT with CYF people! Surprisingly I found the whole thing quite short. Well, I think me and Val are going for CHS's band concert too! Anyway, it was great seeing people dress up and all! Naomi wore a halter top and Jolene was like damn pretty with her model height! Nat Choy look real sexy!! Though it was just jeans and a sleevless top! Johanna wore a skirt and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/108103991390886949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/108103991390886949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108103991390886949' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-108090472886893099</id><published>2004-04-02T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T19:24:03.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On...TUESDAY was sports day! Had my hair cut with my new fringe look! And I look younger! Hee. The javelin event was ok. Me, Nat and Ubrina managed to get into top 8! I think I got 4th or 5th. Oh well.. On WENESDAY, Shang fell ill with high fever and all so she went home. Was walking down the slope with Ubrina and herself and me and Ubrina were crapping about how she would faint and that she had </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/108090472886893099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/108090472886893099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108090472886893099' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-108036196070101257</id><published>2004-03-27T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T12:36:11.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PART 2!Went on msn around 1am..couldn't sleep...too much on my mind. Real glad to see Sherwin online! When he said "BOO!" I was like..."SHERWIN!!! am I glad to see you!!!" Guess I kind of miss our crappy chats and late night phone calls when he was still in Singapore. Somehow his suaning makes me smile though I sometimes really kenna beng! (But most of the time it's really the other way around.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/108036196070101257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/108036196070101257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108036196070101257' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-108031935811405294</id><published>2004-03-27T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T12:37:04.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been a long week! My goodness! Guess quite a few things were done from monday to friday! And I guess I just feel tired? Well, well.. monday started off with the new sitting arrangements..guess all turn out well by Wednesday! Everyone I assume is relatively ok with their seating? Wednesday I had tuition with Val and her dad! Tuition wasn't bad... Managed to learn chapter 14, the one that I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/108031935811405294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/108031935811405294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108031935811405294' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-107957299341380733</id><published>2004-03-18T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-19T11:43:52.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CYF camp. My second year? Well must say that though little came, camp was still alright. Must say that sessions this year were really,really good! It opened my eyes to the modern world! Things like MTV and sharings of the speakers! Very enlightening! And surprise, surprise!! Most of the sessions were very last minute! God's little miracles I guess. Passover meal was real fun? Was known as Peter </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107957299341380733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107957299341380733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107957299341380733' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-107908992937714842</id><published>2004-03-12T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T19:15:20.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last day of term one. Wow..More than 2 months have past. Some turn a year older during this period of time while others grow? Was telling Charmaine Leow today that it would be the last time we would sit beside each other in class. Well, I must admit when I was first put beside Charmaine, I decided after a week I would request for a change in seating. First because it was at the last row and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107908992937714842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107908992937714842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107908992937714842' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-107885066262821332</id><published>2004-03-10T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T00:53:37.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I received a message! My calling??? In HIS time I guess.Well, yesterday was the south zone netball finals. I didn't managed to go as I had Amaths remedial! Come to think of it, I have never miss any netball final match since sec 1. Well, I guess they would have won anyway. But I'm sure I've missed an exciting match! It's not the end results, it's the process! And as coach mun used to tell the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107885066262821332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107885066262821332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107885066262821332' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-107814690315826761</id><published>2004-03-01T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T21:17:59.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was extra meaningful and simply fantastic! Though all was usual in school.. with just one small act, it turned my ok day to a WOAH! Glad that Val and I felt something beautiful! I can't believed I even shivered!!! I am certain it was the Holy Spirit!! Guess it's my first time praying for someone and having such a big "reaction" in the process! It felt great! *smiles* The flow of God's love </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107814690315826761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107814690315826761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107814690315826761' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-107797173283647829</id><published>2004-02-28T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T21:01:03.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh happy day.................Today I went to school for training and to have tuition with Andrea Fam! Had a new coah Mr Ng. He throws the Javelin like nobody's business!! 60 metres!! My mouth was practically sweeping the dried up grass on the field! And he taught me how to throw the Javelin much better!! Explains a lot for my famous "tennis elbow" injury. Heh. Oh well, had tuition with Andrea </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107797173283647829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107797173283647829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107797173283647829' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-107771373457652364</id><published>2004-02-25T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T20:58:23.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cause this life is too short.Ash Wednesday today. I can't help but feel that I've disappointed HIM. I went up to put ashes on my forehead and I actually blew my temper on a friend which wasn't necessary. Was thinking of the song that we sang during mass.Oh master grant that I may never seek. So much to be consoled as to console...To be understood as to understand..and to be loved as to love </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107771373457652364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107771373457652364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107771373457652364' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-107745721212251311</id><published>2004-02-22T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T21:42:56.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went to Maranatha yesterday..Finally! Session was interesting at the first part. Our mouths were taped and our hands were tied behind our backs. Then we were told to pray. Guess the activity was interesting in a way cause the reason behind it was never presented to me like this before. After that we had a short PNW session and we went for mass. Mass was rather nice. Fr. Yim had a unique sermon. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107745721212251311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107745721212251311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107745721212251311' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-107702621286011897</id><published>2004-02-17T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T22:01:27.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Will make today's entry a bit different. Bad news...broken bed, curtains and stolen wires? Photo taking. Seems we will be taking it again. Lovely decorated class! Pretty masterpieces everywhere! Our new home and territory! Wahaha.. Miss Chow's class..super enthusiastic! Bus ride, was almost lost. Trust Dong? Checked bed, remembered Dad's in China. Said sorry lots of times! Gave my handphone </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107702621286011897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107702621286011897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107702621286011897' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-107686428608638446</id><published>2004-02-16T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T01:34:22.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And I'm back from self awareness camp. Must say the thing that struck me most in the camp had to be our sharings. Some sharings were very unexpected while others explain the reason why one behaviors in such a manner. This makes me feel that though my life isn't perfect, I'm rather well off and fortunate compared to some. I guess we have reached another level of closeness. Most of us shared things</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107686428608638446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107686428608638446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107686428608638446' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-107658335562158932</id><published>2004-02-12T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T18:58:26.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Something's gotta give. A very entertaining show! Provokes a lot of emotions in you! Each emotion, like opening a can of shaken coke, bursting inside of you! You won't be surprised if you caught yourself putting your hand over your mouth to prevent the world from seeing your jaw drop at certain parts of the show but then again the whole theatre would have many doing the same. Laughter? Comedy is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107658335562158932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107658335562158932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107658335562158932' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-107606739459167724</id><published>2004-02-06T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T16:07:24.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Walking in the rain, thoughts floating in my mind, couldn't really pin down one. Had a nice warm bath at home. Didn't want to fall sick. As steam fogs up the mirror, surprisingly it opens up my mind. Managed to get hold of some of my thoughts. Guess these thought came because it felt weird that I didn't react to a certain situation like how I always did.Now I know why.I learned that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107606739459167724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107606739459167724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107606739459167724' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-107589667680212489</id><published>2004-02-04T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T20:40:31.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Many people complain. Well, it's nothing wrong actually. The important thing is that you move on.. Life's too short to only stare at the thorns on the roses. What one can do is to admire the beauty it truly posses. See the bigger picture than to get all paranoid on the little stains on it. Be grateful. Was told about what happened to auntie Bertha (the humble lady in IJTP primary). Although she </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107589667680212489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107589667680212489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107589667680212489' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-107551915593482495</id><published>2004-01-31T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-31T11:21:29.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, training was a real disappointment yesterday! Can't believe I forgotten to throw the javelin! Man. Such a horrible feeling! Was rather irritated with myself. I really hope it's not because of netball that I lost my touch. But if netball is affecting the way I throw the javelin then I guess I'll have to drop it. -sighs! Wonder how am I going to explain it to Miss Shanti! Well, Mathilda went </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107551915593482495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107551915593482495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107551915593482495' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-107536777581960329</id><published>2004-01-29T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T17:23:45.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Man. I freaked out during Amaths CA. Didn't even managed to finish it! I had such a horrible feeling after the paper. It wasn't that hard and yet I think..no I'm sure that I will fail for this one! -sighs! Well, nothing new isn't it. Guess I just don't like the fact that Elvin tutored me and yet I still fail. Feel like I might have wasted his time that sort of thing. Well, at least I had a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107536777581960329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107536777581960329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107536777581960329' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-107519870553083163</id><published>2004-01-27T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T19:59:03.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Can't believe that Jac Yip didn't come to school today. And to add on to the surprise.. Mrs Tan wasn't around too! We had like 4 free periods today? -smiles! Well, guess the thing that really strike me today was IMPLICIT DIFFERENTIATION!!!! My goodness. I am certained that time stopped for a moment today! Although Mr Tan explained it SO SLOWLY..I was clueless! Really. I practically paused for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107519870553083163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107519870553083163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107519870553083163' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-107494614040125839</id><published>2004-01-24T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-24T20:11:05.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Watched magic kitchen with Judette yesterday night. Was quite ok. Some parts were really crappy though. We got the third row. Boy was the screen big. And the funny thing was that Judette's brother was with his girlfriend at the far end of the same row! Coincidences in life! Judette was practically laughing her head off man! Silly girl!Well, today we went to send angel off. Many huggies! It was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107494614040125839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107494614040125839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107494614040125839' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-107483545367242946</id><published>2004-01-23T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T13:26:16.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are my ANGEL..Been flipping through thoughts in my mind..walking down memory lane. I see you. I hear laughter. And then I came to a page, a turn when I was down. You might not have been there all the time but you did help ease the pain. We started as strangers, I only knew you as the chirpy one. The one who always seems to have that big smile. And then came camp, I'm glad that I got to know</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107483545367242946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107483545367242946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107483545367242946' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-107459632660770864</id><published>2004-01-20T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T22:33:19.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its new year's eve tomorrow! Can't wait for them to announce the winners of the chinese new year decorations! I've got a good feeling it's going to be us! Will be expecting screams from Dong, Mathilda, and all those who worked especially hard for our class. -smiles. I guess today's CME lesson was quite fun. Did some skits and scenarios portraying an IJ girl's values! Those with fantastic acting </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107459632660770864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107459632660770864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107459632660770864' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-107427299450436357</id><published>2004-01-17T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-17T13:16:36.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today my voice was very very bad! I sounded horrible! Like a tone deaf singer! Well, Miss Tan came and talk to our class today. And so she began by asking..." Tell me about your class." Funny how more than 2/3 of the class's character was not drawn out in the CME lesson. I do agree with some of the characters mentioned but I guess they are most of the time conditional. Well, I just hope we are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107427299450436357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107427299450436357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107427299450436357' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-107417025617508558</id><published>2004-01-15T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T20:39:28.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This song was stucked in my head today. Wasn't humming it or anything. But I guess it was there for a reason. Thought I would share it with all.Potter's HandBeautiful Lord, wonderful Saviour..I know for sure, all of my days are..Held in your hands, crafted into..YOUR PERFECT PLAN.You gently call me, into your presence...Guiding me by, your Holy Spirit..Teach me dear Lord, to live my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107417025617508558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107417025617508558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107417025617508558' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-107375454392564441</id><published>2004-01-11T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-11T01:09:19.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>J-rev was great! Nice session!Love the newspaper lights and the lights at the stairs! And the baptism thing! Fantastic! A great job done! Will tell Risen Christ's youth commitee about it! It felt good! A pinch perhaps. Really glad I went! Well, we had this mini cake fight too. Was chasing Jeremy Tan around like crazy! That  idiot! Smashed cake on my hair! Well, I took my revenge! Hee. Later we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107375454392564441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107375454392564441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107375454392564441' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-107370087773588147</id><published>2004-01-10T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T10:14:58.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Let's see. Had sec 1 orientation today. Helped out in the elections for track and field. I think Jeremy's sister was elected. Well, it was rather funny. Mr Loh had comments for almost every girl. His comments ranging from "That girl doing wayang dancing...Girl, you throwing stone is it? All the pui pui ones only got water inside, I don't one!" -laughs! Mr Loh was super lame. Well, Miss Neo had a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107370087773588147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107370087773588147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107370087773588147' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-107331820217996145</id><published>2004-01-05T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-05T23:57:00.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, today shall make my entry real short. Don't know if I'm putting on a dead face or just that many people think I'm real grumpy. Today Jo and Fran both asked me whether I was feeling alright. Honestly I was. Well, a tiny bit tired that's all. Oh and I can't believe my grandma only woke me up at 6.50am. I was freaking late! Managed to catch a cab in time! Was pratically singing "Lord have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107331820217996145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107331820217996145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107331820217996145' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-107314613642218753</id><published>2004-01-04T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-04T02:11:42.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm standing on the bridge, waiting in the dark, I thought that you will be here by now. There's nothing but the rain, no footsteps on the ground, I'm listening but there's no sound. Isn't anyone try to find me? Can somebody come take me home? Is a damn cold night. Trying to figure out this life. Won't you take me by the hand, take me somewhere new? Young girl, don't cry. I'll be right here </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107314613642218753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107314613642218753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107314613642218753' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-107306168859397965</id><published>2004-01-03T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-03T00:41:46.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First day of school. Great to see familiar faces! Well, looking at the list of teachers I have, I'm rather happy. Mr Eric Tan is my form teacher and double maths teacher. He seems like a very dedicated teacher..really appreciate his efforts in getting to know us better. Respect gained! Well, had training today. Did the usual. Mr Loh was quite different though. Not as naggy? But the silence </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107306168859397965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107306168859397965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107306168859397965' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-107295666282521059</id><published>2004-01-01T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-03T00:11:22.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey! Let's see. Its first January 2004!!! Happy new year everyone!! Well, I'm just going to write about what happen on the last two days of 2003! Firstly, I've got to thank Jamie Smith! Must say that she's one of the most patient people around! No one has went shopping with me from 3.30pm to 10pm! That's a lot of patience man! *Bows down to Jamie!* And she never for one second complained! She </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107295666282521059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107295666282521059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107295666282521059' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-107271762231870238</id><published>2003-12-30T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-30T01:07:19.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Man..I have not gotten an outfit for the dinner and dance. That's bad news man! Well, tried going to town to check the clothes there..nothing really caught my eye. -sighs! Oh well,I better get one by tomorrow! Beg,borrow or steal..(haha,from my sister! hee.) Today I went to Patrick's house to celebrate his birthday! Most of the Maranatha people were there! Had lots of fun on the play station </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107271762231870238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107271762231870238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107271762231870238' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-107254202030412651</id><published>2003-12-28T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-28T00:20:36.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, computer was down for quite a well. Guess a lot happened for the past few days. I spent my christmas morning at Sam koh's place! Surprisingly I stayed over there until the first train was running. Well, something is missing this Christmas! Do you feel it too? It doesn't feel like Christmas somehow! -sighs! Well, I'm glad that I had a few presents! -giggles! Jo put in a lot of effort for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107254202030412651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107254202030412651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107254202030412651' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-107206967514509841</id><published>2003-12-22T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T13:08:10.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, well..haven been here for a long time! Anyway, youth camp was fantastic! Great friends made, extremely spiritual and loads of fun! Glad I went in the end! In that camp, I learned the real way to hug someone. To the extent that the person receving the hug feels God's love! Glad that I received it during camp. The camp also revealed to me how much I love HIM and HE loves me! -smiles! As for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107206967514509841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107206967514509841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107206967514509841' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-107153593328795787</id><published>2003-12-16T08:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T08:52:26.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Will be away in christ the king's youth camp from 16th Dec (tues) to 19th Dec (fri). Going to miss you guys loads! Take good care of yourself people! Will be back to update my blog once I come back! -smiles!Can't wait to hear your life story my friend!*shining off*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107153593328795787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107153593328795787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107153593328795787' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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-5956274.post-107146306626617066</id><published>2003-12-15T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T00:36:33.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Life..oh life..oh life...oh life..(do.do.do.do.do!) Something struck me yesterday. My younger sister is experiencing a very sad childhood. She's always at home. Guess you can't blame her, everyone in the family is just too busy! Well, my mum told me that my sister isn't like a normal kid. She talks to the computer and is practically in her own world, unaware about the things happening around her</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107146306626617066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5956274/posts/default/107146306626617066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purely-me.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107146306626617066' title=''/><author><name>angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18269297391170342888</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>
