<?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-3159856695839619669</id><updated>2011-07-28T17:02:03.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heroine</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jellychicks aka awesome-ness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04182285614366106953</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>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159856695839619669.post-2294879002263668511</id><published>2009-09-05T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T02:27:57.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello revival.</title><content type='html'>This year I promised myself not to blog about anyone, and stay kind and not bitch about people. Sadly, Im breaking my own promise. I really contained my anger for a good old 9 months but some people just dont know when to stop. Everyone have their limits, and bitch you've crossed mine since last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, you were featured here before. This will be your second time, do feel honored. I seldom blog about people more than once. I shall not give out your real name here but I shall call you suck-up. What a suitable name huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear suck-up,&lt;br /&gt;you've pissed me off since secondary two. Can you fucking have your own opinion, your own mind and your own life? You dont live for others, you live for yourself. Why must you let others rule your life? I feel sad and angry over this. Im sad that you dont know how to lead a decent (and awesome life like me) life, and you're being controlled by others. However Im angry that someone can be so stupid. It’s your own life girl, live it for yourself not others. So here I shall say "GET A LIFE. A LIFE OF YOUR OWN. NOT A LIFE WHEREBY YOU LET OTHERS DECIDE FOR YOU" To the point, Im feeling kind of guilty (just kind of) for scolding you. Sadly, you deserve it. Every single bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So other being a no-lifer (yes I invented this word, not happy uh?), can you stop being a suck up. You already have a leadership position (even though it’s a lazy one), what more do you want? Why suck up to the seniors now? They're like popping off (yes I invented this term too) soon. Why are you sucking up to them now? Why not do it last year. What can you benefit from sucking up to them? Popularity? Sorry if that’s what you think you'll get, lemme give you a big no. In our &lt;s&gt;favorite&lt;/s&gt; CCA, no one get popular in a positive way. I can just assure you that you're popular in a negative way. Im not the only way feeling this way, even your so-called best friend/besties/clique feel this way. No joke, dont live in self-denial. You're not really well-loved at all. You're really getting on my nerves, time and time you've been trying to suck up to seniors. I dont give a shit if two seniors share the same birthday as you. I dont give a shit if you're their facebook friends. But I do give a shit when you try to act like you're oh-so-close to them and you know them so well. You're trying too hard my dear, to the extend where it get so damn annoying. To be frank (not showing off here, anything its nothing to show off about), being an anti-(insert our cca name here) Im closer to the two of them then you're. Sad but true. I dont even try to suck up to them, unlike you. So sometimes sucking up doesnt get you anywhere. Ok maybe you do belong in Mr Lim's fish tank; he is in need of one more suckerfish. So girl, stop sucking up. You're annoying everyone, especially me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, stop being suchha wannabe. You're just a lousy (insert your position here). It’s no big deal, if you dont mention it at all, I bet no one would know you're a leader. Anyway your role as a leader is very easy and carefree, I know even though Im not a leader. Quit lying to yourself and stop whining that it’s tough. It’s a piece of cake, and shut up you're only a combined science student. You dont have any stress compared to us. Stop trying to act all emo nemo about how this leadership role is killing you; how you feel that it’s the end of the world just because you can’t do a video. &lt;b&gt;HEY GIRL, KNOW WHAT? STOP ACTING. NOBODY WANTS THE VIDEO, YOU ARE THE ONE WHO WANTED IT. IF YOU WANT IT, THEN FUCKING SHUT UP AND DO IT WITHOUT COMPLAINING. YOU'RE LIKE AN ANNOYING DOG THAT KEEP WHINING. SHUT THE FUCK UP WILL YA?&lt;/b&gt; Stop acting like xiia0-emo 1314, asking who will cheer you up. Let me tell you, NO ONE. You know what do you mean when you ask who will cheer you up? It means you want care and attention. Just another attention-seeking whore. If being a leader is killing you and making you xiia0-depressed and xiia0-emo then fucking quit it. Im sure there are people who are more than willing to take up that role without whining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add on, quit trying on being a hero. Heard of zero to hero? Sadly you're forever stuck at zero. It amuses me when you try to defend our CCA when our &lt;s&gt;favorite&lt;/s&gt; seniors criticizes us. Im not laughing at you trying to defend us, Im laughing at your attempts to defend us. You're just another coward who dont dare to go straight to the point and you beat around the bush to derive at a weak statement. How stupid, it’s almost like an insult to our cca. So why not quit it and quit trying. Wannabes shall be wannabes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this point doesnt concern me, but your &lt;i&gt;dear&lt;/i&gt; friend had enough of you and Im helping her. So what if they bought the same blazer and tank top? Are you jealous your bestie is being besties with other people now? Oh yea, your 'bestie' doesnt regard you as a 'bestie'. Self-delusional much? Other than being jealous, you're trying to copy them. You're planning on buying blazer, tank top and bucket bag with your other bestie? Geezus, please get a life. A decent life as I said. Stop being a follower will you, it’s just like a annoying leech that never get off or a homeless dog following people. And bucket bag? Are you stuck in 2008 or what. Also when the two of them buy headphones, it doesnt mean you buy one similar one too. Seriously nobody care if you spotted it first or what, everyone will just think that you're a follower, a copycat. It’s not just me who will think this way, everyone will. So you can’t blame me for thinking this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel much better after this point. Anyway I know I aint that perfect, but Im far better than you're. I excel in my studies, I have a better life, I dont follow people, and I have my own life. In comparison with you, Im living the perfect life. I ought to feel happy right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending off with a short note. I hate you since secondary two, remember the apology during history lesson? I didnt accepted it, I was only trying to brush you off. I dont care if you read this and you get affected or what. You can whine and cry and complain and spread around our cca and tell them to your newly-sucked up seniors. I dont give a shit, Im gonna carry on with my life. I won’t even feel guilty when I see your face. Dont bother giving me a sad face, angry face or whatever in school. I won’t get affected. You'll just make me despise you more. Puerile much? Ok I hope I won’t blog a third post about you (unless you piss me off again). Btw take a look at your clique, and count who is missing. You're so pathetic you dont even know your friends. Oh yea your (whatever)-buddy also dont treat you as a friend anymore. Awwww, sad much? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S You damn joke sial. What (insertsomelamethingherea)-buddy. I still bitching-buddy all sial. Joke of the century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Actually I've locked this post and decided to not reveal it but... SOME PEOPLE DONT KNOW HOW TO STOP)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159856695839619669-2294879002263668511?l=jellychicks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/feeds/2294879002263668511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159856695839619669&amp;postID=2294879002263668511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/2294879002263668511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/2294879002263668511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-revival.html' title='Hello revival.'/><author><name>Jellychicks aka awesome-ness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04182285614366106953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159856695839619669.post-1150722630265898967</id><published>2008-11-08T19:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T19:39:05.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye! Bye! Bye!</title><content type='html'>2008 is ending yet I still hate some of my fucking classmates a lot. Wont be blogging anymore, unless some ass decides to irritate me in 20o9. Well I wont be deleting the posts too, for memories I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159856695839619669-1150722630265898967?l=jellychicks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/feeds/1150722630265898967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159856695839619669&amp;postID=1150722630265898967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/1150722630265898967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/1150722630265898967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/2008/11/bye-bye-bye.html' title='Bye! Bye! Bye!'/><author><name>Jellychicks aka awesome-ness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04182285614366106953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159856695839619669.post-1982295411260840756</id><published>2008-10-09T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T00:31:12.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You have no money, top up, top up.</title><content type='html'>Fuck much. Very much fucked up. I hate it when people go back on their words. Fucking hate it to the max. The chalet thing is very very very much fucked up. People are complaining and all. Helluva bitch, I swear she sucks. Like come on, who do she think she is? The local chief minister, the prime minister or the yang di-pertuan negara? Fucking bitch. She think she is the whole leader of her clique and she can make promises on behalf of others. Well, you said all 7 from your clique can go huh. Then why are every single one of you guys backing out? I dont care if you are staying for a while, staying overnight or not even staying, I expect you guys to pay up like everyone. Like come on, I am not being money-faced or what. Even if you buy a house, you needa pay the deposit right? I have fucking book the more expensive chalet 'cause you claimed 7 people will be confirmed staying overnight. You guys were "Anything, anything" with the chalet. Now you grumble and complain that I book the 200 dollars one? Fuck you. I dont see you saying that in the first place. You didnt say it at all, why now. Fucker bitch. Next time dont ever give an "Anything" reply. Just fucking give a yes or no. I am very very very pissed about this already. Just because of your fucking selfish act, your whole clique member have to pay 8 dollars. Well, 8 dollars seems little right? How about this? You pay for your whole clique. J, Jm, R, C, Yy, Yl and you. 7 x8 = 56 dollars please. Oops its 7 x 13=91 dollars please :) Why must L sponsor 5 dollars for you guys. Who do you think you are? Fucker. I shouldnt have volunteer to book the chalet. You must be thinking that nobody asked me to book. Oh yea? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BTW, do you know the 98 dollars chalet is actually 480 for none members. Check their own website slut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159856695839619669-1982295411260840756?l=jellychicks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/feeds/1982295411260840756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159856695839619669&amp;postID=1982295411260840756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/1982295411260840756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/1982295411260840756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-have-no-money-top-up-top-up.html' title='You have no money, top up, top up.'/><author><name>Jellychicks aka awesome-ness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04182285614366106953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159856695839619669.post-4368252622696008916</id><published>2008-10-01T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T00:45:27.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blair Witch Project</title><content type='html'>Sometime, thinking back I realize many silly things I have done/thought. Just like forgiving somebody. I dont even remember why I wanna forgive you, but its ok 'cause I have thought it through. Nope, not gonna forgive you. Wait, you dont even need me to forgive you right? You got your clique and church mates right. Well, we're both the same. I dont need you and never ever needed you. Why would I hang out with suchha fatass. Like seriously, I dont know what got into me to ditch her for you. Well, I remembered you for being so self-centered. Everything is about you. You call the shots, when you have no rights to. You try to boast, when you have nothing at all. Stop telling people your father some have i-phone. So what? If your father have an i-phone which you dubb as expensive glam blings, then why do you only have 4 shirts to rotate to wear. Then why do you have to bring bread to school everyday. Then why do you have to carry the same bag for like 3-4 years? Then why do you go to Pizza Hut to watch people eat while you stone? Well,  if you aint rich, dont boast. It make people laugh at how poor are you. I love to see you lie, I love it. 'Cause when you get expose, it make my day. Why do you have to lie to people? To make yourself look rich/popular. Worse, you lie to yourself. Face it, you 'boy' wont be with you. You think saying KNS is so cool? Well here is one for you, fuck. Yea, fuck. Loser much. I wonder if you are even christian. Even my christian friends doubt your faith to god. Well, I see how in you are to church. You're fucking into it. Well, this boy is hot, that boy is hot. You look forward to next time to see the hotties. Woah, your church teach you all this. How cool :) Make me wanna join, not. If you think I am insulting your religion/church, why not reflect on yourself. Not only are you insulting your church, you are insulting God. Here is one to you, _|_ If you dont like what I say, come have a face to face talk with me. Or are you that scared that you needa find people to back you up? Oh yea, still waiting for your bashing :) You boast to your churchmates that you wanna bash me up right. Im waiting eagerly for it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159856695839619669-4368252622696008916?l=jellychicks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/feeds/4368252622696008916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159856695839619669&amp;postID=4368252622696008916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/4368252622696008916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/4368252622696008916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/2008/10/blair-witch-project.html' title='Blair Witch Project'/><author><name>Jellychicks aka awesome-ness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04182285614366106953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159856695839619669.post-3085404716853426449</id><published>2008-09-26T03:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T03:44:18.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost impossible.</title><content type='html'>Forgive and forget. Never forgive, never forget. I am not going to break that or am I... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I have bloody thick skin so the needle just cant bloody poke through. Fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159856695839619669-3085404716853426449?l=jellychicks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/feeds/3085404716853426449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159856695839619669&amp;postID=3085404716853426449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/3085404716853426449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/3085404716853426449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/2008/09/almost-impossible.html' title='Almost impossible.'/><author><name>Jellychicks aka awesome-ness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04182285614366106953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159856695839619669.post-908282958006219853</id><published>2008-09-23T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T06:52:11.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Melanie says gayfart</title><content type='html'>Talking doesnt means forgiving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159856695839619669-908282958006219853?l=jellychicks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/feeds/908282958006219853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159856695839619669&amp;postID=908282958006219853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/908282958006219853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/908282958006219853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/2008/09/melanie-says-gayfart.html' title='Melanie says gayfart'/><author><name>Jellychicks aka awesome-ness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04182285614366106953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159856695839619669.post-1682191356617726847</id><published>2008-09-20T02:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T02:35:50.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You make me love hate you.</title><content type='html'>Like wtf. You suck a lot seriously. I wonder why are people so fucking contradicting at time. Whenever I scold somebody here, they will go like "Woah good job!" or something like "Im waiting for Part 2!" But later, when they become the victim, they wont praise you anymore. I dont mind them not praising me, instead I become evil all of a sudden. Woah, such a great sense of justice huh. How come you didnt show it when I blog about others? All of a sudden the 'hero',me, transformed to a villian. Woah woah woah. Amazing huh. When I scold other people, Im a hero. When I scold you Im a villian. Oh please, who the fuck do you think you are? Sucker bitch. Yea call me evil that I scold you, Im waiting for my retribution as you said. If you dont like what I say, then rebutt. Dont need to lock up your blog and make me despise you more right. Fuck, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;immature&lt;/span&gt;, period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159856695839619669-1682191356617726847?l=jellychicks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/feeds/1682191356617726847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159856695839619669&amp;postID=1682191356617726847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/1682191356617726847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/1682191356617726847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-make-me-love-hate-you.html' title='You make me &lt;s&gt;love&lt;/s&gt; hate you.'/><author><name>Jellychicks aka awesome-ness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04182285614366106953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159856695839619669.post-2859069967374481165</id><published>2008-09-19T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T08:42:56.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I had it, not of this god damn snakes on this god damn plane, but you</title><content type='html'>Well, I wanted to close down this blog and just say forget about everything but never forgive but some people just have to irritate the fuck out of me. Also the reason Im blogging is because my darling Genevieve asked me to. Haha, I got fans leh! Ok anyway back to the main point. It really feels good blogging here. This is where I tend to let everything out and be honest. I dont wanna act like I love you a lot when I actually dont. So Im going to give a 'short and brief' comment on the people I dont like. Wont put your name, but if you want I will put it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Dearest&lt;/s&gt; best: I know you wont be happy with this but I really got to say it. We used to be two really good friends but things change. I dont even know if you're my friend now let alone some best. We quarreled over that incident. You want me to forgive and forget but girl, you were the one who said "Ok lets do it. I'll never forgive her." Fine, call me childish or whatever. I followed your instructions and kicked her out. What do I get back? Nothing. Before I knew it, you were back to her. Ok fine, I accept that too. I cant help you decide what friends you make. If you dont want to be my friend, just say it. I wont stick to you and beg you to be my friends. I will not pester you and text or call you everyday. I wont, and I will never do it even if you tear my Mcfly's calender. You badmouth about me, I know it. I dont care, 'cause I admit I badmouth about you too. Do you dare to admit you didnt tell people not to friend me. I know I sound stupid typing this like some primary school kid. I dont mind you telling people not to befriend me, 'cause if they really wanna befriend me they wouldn't care what others say about me. The problem is you dare to badmouth about me, and later fall out with her then come back to me for help. You want me to blog about her? Ok, I do it. You want me to call you to talk to you? Ok, I do it. You want me to scold her? Ok, I do it. I dont mind doing it since I hate her too. But why, why and I doing this? I still consider you as a friend. You may not have considered me a friend long time ago, but I still do. Yea, call me stupid or despo or whatever you want. At least I treasure the good old days we used to have. Maybe to you, there's none. Now I dont even treat you as a friend, well maybe just a fellow classmates? I believe I am long off your friends' list and I dont wish to be back. Seriously, it sucks. Whatever I do, I do it for you. What did you do for me? Well... nothing.l Seriously cant think of any. Sometimes I despise you for being such a two-face person. I knew of your flaw long time ago. I was able to embrace your flaw when I treated you as a friend, but now? Nope. I cant anymore. Sorry but you're really getting on my nerves girl. You may wanna go back to class to scold me or tell your parents. But Im already trying my very best to control my anger. If you have note, this segment for you is in those make-peace tone. You really dissapoint me. Wait, you didnt. 'Cause I no longer expected anything from you. Not at all. I can't embrace the mistake that you went to church for guys. Seriously, I am not trying to insult your church or religion. I dont hear you talk about the church's event. I dont hear you discussing about the preaching. I dont, not at all. Instead all I hear is about the guys. The guy is funny, that one is cute. She love this guy, you love that guy. Bye best, loved you. I bet you wont even talk to me in school, but its ok. I dont mind. xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest &lt;b&gt;Juliette&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;I know you said you would never want to appear on my jellychicks. But now you have. Im so sorry but I have to do this. I am sick and tired of trying to tell you my feelings 'cause you'll never listen to it. Maybe if I blog it out, you can see and understand what I always wanted to say. I noticed you changed a lot, well not just me even your clique members feels it. You are too competitive. Just like little things like notes. When she asked you to lend her, you will just say "Tomorrow can?" Tomorrow you say the same things. Why are you so afraid of lending us this small things like notes? Are you afraid we will outshine you? Are this like those holy dragon scroll that can only be read by your family members? If you think we can outshine you with this simple notes, then I think you're wrong. I lend you my notes, without grumbles. But have you really do that for me? I know Im being fucked up or whatever here. But seriously, sometimes I see you doodling those un-needed notes and you wouldnt let me copy. You just say "Its not for exams anyway" But I lend you my un-needed notes right? Did I complain or show signs of reluctance? I only tell you to take good care of my darling book. And sometimes why are you so afraid that I go home with Penguin or to go Compass together? Like I will rope her into my clique. I know you're the same clique with her but that does not means you understand Penguin better than me. In fact, I know many more things of Penguin then you. Also, I am really sick of quarreling with you. I know our squabbles last only few minutes but I can get so fucked up that I pretend to change the topic before I burst at you. You promised to help me print the home economics picture. I can like swear to god I am really sure you said that. Why would I malign you? Do you think I am poor to the point where I cant even print a coloured picture myself? Oh please. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today, you really got onto my nerves. I am not being bias or trying to vent my anger. I dont find any effort you spend on your clothes. Seriously, to be honest the clothes sucks. Yes sucks. I wanted to give you 3 points. But I didnt right, I gave you 4 points. Yes I admit I did it reluctantly. 'Cause I dont want people to think that I am trying to vent my anger on you. Is this your first day knowing me? You should now I am always impartial. I seriously dont see anything in your costume that worth 4 points. So what if I really gave you 4 points? You wanna bash me up? Come on, I dont mind. But I dont want to hurt your feelings and I dont want you to think I am being bias, so I gave 4 points. In the end, you still said I bias. Must I go to the extend of giving you 5 points and let me draw some stars at the back? Do I? I am very very very pissed about this kayz. Fuck. I dont mind going back to time and give you a 3 marks or maybe even a 2. I dont care already. I dont care if people think Im being fucked up or what. I DONT CARE. DONT GIVE IT A SHIT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;End of story bye. Its ok if you wanna read and accept it or not. I dont care. I said my piece already, amen done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To idk-what-to-name-you-np-siao:&lt;br /&gt;I had enough of you. Yes really enough. Girl, time to stand up and make up your own mind. Stop trying to please people and changing your mind. It pisses me off. It makes me despise you too. Stop telling me you agree with me. Stop telling me you would rather be an outcast in npcc then be popular. Stop asking me for recipes. Stop telling me sorry. Stop telling me I make nice food. You know what? It seems to be that you're sucking up to me. Well, should I be happy? Lets just say not. I hate people who does not have their own opinion. I hate people who 'side' me 'cause they are afraid of me. Since you post up the blog post about Jolene ma'am why take it down and apologise to me? 'Cause of what I said in my livejournal? Hello, please have your own mind. If you dare to blog about it, why are you afraid that people scold you? So if someone scolds me, am I suppose to close down jellychicks? Fuck, no. I had enough of you. If you see this, act like you havent. Dont talk to me in MSN or in school. You wouldnt want me bursting up infront of you. Kbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, to my friends out there. I know. I know I have been bitching and gossiping about people all day long. Whenever I talk, I talk bad about other people. Maybe I have nicknames that I dont know. Gossip bitch or whatever. You know what? I dont care. The reason why I rant to you guys is because I treat you as my friends. I want you guys to know how I feel. I want you guys to share my feelings (need not means agreeing) I want to show you guys how much I trust you all, and if you all have the sudden urge to rant you all can talk to me too. If you still think I am being a nosy parker/gossip bitch/etc etc. I can do nothing about it. Seriously. Thanks Melanie for always listening to me rant and last by not least, J. Love you (L) (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life sucks, &lt;i&gt;dont&lt;/i&gt; take drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159856695839619669-2859069967374481165?l=jellychicks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/feeds/2859069967374481165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159856695839619669&amp;postID=2859069967374481165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/2859069967374481165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/2859069967374481165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-had-it-not-of-this-god-damn-snakes-on.html' title='I had it, not of this god damn snakes on this god damn plane, but you'/><author><name>Jellychicks aka awesome-ness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04182285614366106953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159856695839619669.post-2549332835517553693</id><published>2008-08-19T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T02:45:34.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlike any others</title><content type='html'>Ok, pretty much fucked up now. Ok, standard mood whenever Im blogging here. Its been weeks since I last update Jellychicks and this time Im back 'cause some hellvua person have to cross over the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;some people just dont understand. u think just by doing that, u can stop it?&lt;br /&gt;if u dont want to follow decisions, then go ahead and be the odd one out.&lt;br /&gt;do u think i care whether or not u like me? it's not a big tooting deal&lt;br /&gt;so u can just take those words and stuff it back in your fingers..&lt;br /&gt;just because u want to lead everything and u can't, u not happy.&lt;br /&gt;wth is the problem with u? I dont care if u are hating me more and more.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt do anything wrong so think twice before u accuse me.&lt;br /&gt;did u noe that i already did not like u long before u said that?&lt;br /&gt;so even if u want to become_________..&lt;br /&gt;DREAM ON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell. i am so angry now.&lt;br /&gt;TO J,K,P: i merely followed instructions. so stop slamming me. if u think&lt;br /&gt;i can't fight back, by all means go ahead and test my patience.&lt;br /&gt;"DONT ACT LIKE YOU ARE THE ONE WHO 'ALWAYS' HAVE TO GIVE IN. LOOK&lt;br /&gt;AT HOW MANY ARGUMENTS YOU HAVE STARTED, HOW MANY PEOPLE&lt;br /&gt;YOU HAVE OFFENDED, HOW MANY PEOPLE HAVE YOU ANGERED. IF YOU THINK&lt;br /&gt;ITS VERY LITTLE, YOU CAN CONTINUE DREAMING. YOU ARE ALWAYS SO RUDE,&lt;br /&gt;CHALLENGING THE TEACHERS; LOOK AT THE WAY YOU TALK TO OTHERS AROUND&lt;br /&gt;YOU" so dont crap on about how YOU always have to give in. If u think u always give in, triple that amount, and that is how much WE have to give in!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoted from her blog. Ok, you guys wont understand anything if you just read this. So let me tell you what happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;As my very dear CCA is going for camp soon, we have to pack. And being a uniform group, we have to standardize everything. So we held a 'meeting' after training and 1 PE t-shirt and 1 Saint Helen t-shirt was chosen. Alas, about 2 days later I was informed that the camp kit list have been changed to 1 Saint Helen t-shirt and 1 Saint Emilie t-shirt. Being from Saint Catherine, I am at a losing end. I have to borrow 2 other house t-shirt. Like wtf right. Arghzx. So I decided to propose the idea of having 1 PE t-shirt and 1 Saint Helen t-shirt. I talk over it in a peaceful manner but no expletives used. Like thank goodness I kept my cool all the while. Ok I listed the pros and cons of PE t-shirt. They said they held another so called meeting and it was change. Like hello, I am also your squadmate. I was not inform of any meeting. You ask 2 person from my class, so? Do they make the decision for the whole class? No right. Pissed. Ok, so they reached a solution and told me that I can wear whatever I want and they wear the 2 house tee. Thanks man, nice squadmates I have there. Stop calling ourselves a bonded squad or whatever.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so back to the blog post. Yea, indeed I am trying to stop this. And hello, I am not trying to act kewlzx or show some attitude but you all have to think as A SQUAD. In our cca, we dont think about the majority, we think about the whole squad. If we're always thinking about the majority and expect the minority to reciprocate, this is not what you called a squad. Cant you guys understand such simple logic? And hello, since when did I accuse you? If I 'did', show me the evidence that I did. I would be waiting eagerly for your evidence. Also, girl stop lying. You merely followed instruction? Oh really... Then if you were following instruction, why was there another meeting to discuss about the clothes. We had settled for one pe and one st helen tee already right? Why discuss again? And if you think Im testing your patience, let me tell you, you are also testing my patience and there is a limit to it. You wanna fight back? Im more than happy to see you do so. And what makes you think I aint the one who always reciprocate. When did I get a say in the POP performance? When did I get a say in the presents? When did I get a say in the unit color tee. Like hello? I offered ideas and they were turn down. I suggested something and you said follow majority. Havent I been following the majority for this whole time? Huh? Reflect on yourself girl.  You said I have started many arguments. So what? Havent you been the cause of it too? Please stop contradicting yourself. So yea, I have offended many people. I know you guys dislike me, but look at yourself girl. You're no better. Stop thinking you're miss-im-goddamn-famous. You said Im rude and I challenge the teacher? Oh yea, bring the teacher who I have offended and we shall ask them shant we? Stop fabricating story girl. If you're so good at it why dont you go and write a story book? Next Enid Blyton or JK Rowling should I say. And girl, I dont really talk to others except my classmates. If my classmates can accept it, so let it be. Im not even talking to you sucka. And what makes you think you have reciprocate three times more than me. Havent you always been the majority huh? Please stop contradicting. It makes me wanna laugh. And what evidence/logic do you have to prove that you have reciprocate three times more than me? Dont lie girl, you just ridicule yourself. Go get a life and stop being suchha big bitch. And oh yea, I didnt like you since sec one. So I dont mind you hating me too. So long sucka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye guys, wait for part 2 :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159856695839619669-2549332835517553693?l=jellychicks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/feeds/2549332835517553693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159856695839619669&amp;postID=2549332835517553693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/2549332835517553693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/2549332835517553693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/2008/08/unlike-any-others.html' title='Unlike any others'/><author><name>Jellychicks aka awesome-ness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04182285614366106953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159856695839619669.post-5334264116423110218</id><published>2008-08-07T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T05:00:11.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hypocrites and Liars</title><content type='html'>Some people can just be suchha big bitch and they like to act as if they are miss-kawaii-innocent-pwiincezz. Cunt, yea, one word defines them all. _|_ to you. I hate this girl in my class a lot. Sorry but I am prejudiced against SOME fat girl. Oops, I think I can accept anyone except this particular girl. She is suchha big whore. She think she is oh-so-cutesy-poosey-kawaii-xiia0-pwiincezz by liking to act cute in class. She sings Kuzco's theme song in class, she does the hamster-wheel run whenever she feel like it and last but not least. she love to give a very inn0c3nt p0s3. "Haii p33p0, mii3 iish xiia0 kawaii." Under her cutesy-poosey look, she is suchha hypocrite and a big fat liar. She can promise you one thing and later break it. When being confront she will just like "But she is my best friend what, you say her despo, of course I must tell her" Oh really ah, then what happen to the another best friend who told you the secret and told you to keep it to yourself. Oh, which part of secret dont you understand? _|_ Loser. She is also a big fat liar. She happened to promise Me and my friends that she will apologize to us face-in-face. Oh look, what happened? We waited for 3 long months already. Woah, she kept making excuses that she was busy. Oh really? My friends came all the way down to wait for your apology and you scurried back home like a small lil cutesy poosey mouse. Woahh, sh0 kawaii seh! She can even come up with a ridiculous excuse like "Oh really you all came? Never see." Really arh? Who was the one hiding in the court while others took a break, hey it was you bitch. Suchha liar. You can even for your own sake, ditch you 'best' alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;This bloody bitch here, promise my friend T that she will wake T up. 'Cause T was tired and decided to take a lil nap. That bitch promised to wake T up some time in the night so T can continue mugging. That bitch was like "oh sure, wake you up at 11? sure! count it on me" So what happened? When it was 11pm, that bitch pretend to see no evil, hear no evil and touch no evil. She let her 'best' sleep until morning. Wah, vehh sweet h0rz. Let 'best' sleep so long. The only reason why she dont wanna wake T up 'cause she is a selfish big bitch. She lost 10 marks in history and she wanna pull down everyone's mark so she will feel good. Awws, can also sacrifice 'best' ah. Oh yea, btw, T doesnt reckon you as her 'best'. Stop calling her 'best' for the sake of acting kewlz. So what if people in school uses best to call their bestfriends. Dont be succha big whore and copy. No originality. Stupid bitch. Speaking of cool, the fat bitch think she is so kewlz. Multiple piercings and all. Wahh, me scared leh! So many piercings. so what if you have piercings? They dont even look nice on you in the first place. Wait, nothing do. I hate you, I really do. The bitch goes to church and go gaga over guys. I wonder why she even go church in the first place. For what guys or what? Sadly, no guys (l) her 'cause she have been wearing the tee and Bermudas since the first time she went church. Hey, Im not exaggerating. Her 'best' told me it. Btw, we must thank her a lot. Just because the cunt decided to be selfish, T failed chinese. You must be jumping in joy when you read this huh. _|_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159856695839619669-5334264116423110218?l=jellychicks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/feeds/5334264116423110218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159856695839619669&amp;postID=5334264116423110218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/5334264116423110218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/5334264116423110218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/2008/08/hypocrites-and-liars.html' title='Hypocrites and Liars'/><author><name>Jellychicks aka awesome-ness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04182285614366106953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159856695839619669.post-3062519652429818083</id><published>2008-07-18T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T08:24:56.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unveiling...</title><content type='html'>I hate ingrates, hypocrites, liars, backstabbers, despo mama and people who love acting. Will update more after CT3. In the meantime, I hate you ingrates. Sucka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159856695839619669-3062519652429818083?l=jellychicks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/feeds/3062519652429818083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159856695839619669&amp;postID=3062519652429818083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/3062519652429818083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/3062519652429818083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/2008/07/unveiling.html' title='Unveiling...'/><author><name>Jellychicks aka awesome-ness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04182285614366106953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159856695839619669.post-3654094958206511232</id><published>2008-07-11T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T08:19:58.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Red Riding Hood VS Jellychicks</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Little Red Riding Hood&gt;&gt;Jellychicks: ok...i do not know who you might be..but i am sure you know who i am...so here to CLARIFY...ok.AS THE OWNER OF THE DOLL...i cannot accept people saying COMMENTS like THAT...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Little Red Riding Hood&gt;&gt;Jellychicks: if you have any comments, keep it to YOURSELVES.such comments are not appreciated, especially when you are not concerned.its Goldilocks'S blog, its her choice to post anything she like, ITS HER RIGHTS&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Red Riding Hood&gt;&gt;Jellychicks: like seriously...you are just an OUTSIDERS...you do not know anything about this hobby, thus i dont see what rights you have to have such MEANINGLESS COMMENTS...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Little Red Riding Hood&gt;&gt;Jellychicks: dont like it? LEAVE...isnt it SIMPLE...i am sure a 3 year old KID can understand that they can leave on their onwn free will. if they can..I AM SURE YOU CAN TOO..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Little Red Riding Hood&gt;&gt;Jellychicks: dont like it? LEAVE...isnt it SIMPLE...i am sure a 3 year old KID can understand that they can leave on their onwn free will. if they can..I AM SURE YOU CAN TOO..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Little Red Riding Hood&gt;&gt;Jellychicks: like seriously...i am sure you can do that...unless you are telling me your IQ is lower than that of a 3 YEAR OLD...everyone have their choice abd rights..unless you are out to OFFEND people...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Little Red Riding Hood&gt;&gt;Jellychicks: if thats the case...YOU HAVE TOO MUCH TIME...how about doing something more useful with those EXCESS time of YOURS...thats all i have to say...its your choice to listen to it or not...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Little Red Riding Hood&gt;&gt;Jellychicks: and talking about making choices, ITS MY DOLLi have whatever rights to dress up MY doll to MY likings...if you dont like, THEN DONT SEE IT...no one is asking you to see..and i DID NOT ask for comments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well judging by Jellychicks character do you think she will let that lying down? Helluva no! So she retaliate!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jellychicks: to that Little Red Riding Hood girl. if you carefully read my tags. I didnt say I hate the doll. Oops, did you need specs or binoculars? Can you highlight or point out in which of my tag did I say I hate the doll?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jellychicks: Kindly point it out to me if you can see it. But I am very sure I didnt post any things like "I hate the doll" "The doll sucks" I only commented on it being scary.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jellychicks: And I didnt know you were the owner of the doll. I dont read her blog post I only glance at the picture. If I know the doll was yours, I wouldnt have comment. I thought it was Goldilock's doll.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jellychicks: And yes. Im not a fan of this hobby. Whatever it may be called, dolls, anime or what&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jellychicks: But did I say its brainless hobby? Did I like insult the hobby in anyway? Its really scary. Even some friends of mine agree. But would you point out to me in any of my tag did I insult the doll?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jellychicks: It is not a meaningless comment. I commented on the doll being scary. Yea, there is a meaning in my tag. "Scary doll". Cant you understand such simple english? Why must you act like Im speaking in a&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jellychicks: profound way? Reacting much? Yea, its your doll. You can dress it up however you like. Pink, black, green or whatever. I wont interfere and I am also not interested 'cause I dont have any likings&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jellychicks: towards your hobby. Yea, if I have any comments keep it to myself? I wonder what the tagboard is for. If you all dont want people to comment on your blog post or whatever, just specify in the tagboard&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jellychicks: you can just say "Hello, this tagboard is only for chatting. No comments allowed. Especially about my hobby" Well, Goldilock didnt wrote that huh? So is it my fault for not knowing this is suppose to&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jellychicks: be only for chatting? I doubt so. And no one asked me to see? Then what is the blog for? Why dont you just keep it private. Since its not for people to see, why even share the photos with Goldilock?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jellychicks: Just send her the photos and say "Goldilock this is very private. I only want you to see. No one except you." But you didnt right?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jellychicks: When Goldilock post the photo up, you didnt ask her to take down right? So it means you agree to put in on public display. So when I view the blog, I can see it right? You did not ask for comments?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jellychicks: Oh really huh? Which part of Goldilock's post says that you dont welcome comment. Did you even tag and say "Hello people, no comments about my dolls ok?" Well, you didn’t&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jellychicks: Well, since you didnt. I can just give comments right? Yes, I dont like it. Leave it? I like to read my friend's blog but I dont like the dolls. How to leave it? Why dont Goldilock just put her blog&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jellychicks: on private so I cant see the things I hate? Yes, I can understand it. But I am worried that you seem not to understand my tags. Are you hinting that you are worse than a 3 years old? I can leave&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jellychicks: at my free will. But I dont wanna. I wanna read her blog? If Goldilock dont welcome me to read,as I said, lock her blog up. Dont invite me as a fellow blog guest. So I cant read. Oh I am out to offend&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jellychicks: people? Oh I guess you havent read my blogger yet. So its ok. You dont even know me, yet acting like you do. Oh pathetic :) Yea, so what if I have too much free time? I have the free time to come&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jellychicks: online and read my friend's post and leaving comments. Dont worry I have my time managed well. Dont need you to tell me to do 'useful' things. As you said its my time, so I can do whatever I want in&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jellychicks: that period of time. And how do you know I have too much time when you are not even me. And again, stop acting like you know me very well. You dont. And please, Goldilock and I are friends. We are not&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jellychicks: enemies. Well if we are, she should be featured on my blog. Oops, I guess you dont know any single thing about jellychicks. Aww, dont feel too much of an outsider like what you said. I am an&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jellychicks: outsider in this doll/anime matter. And Goldilock understand that what we tag about was joke. Well, you dont know me so you wont know. Outsider much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Jellychicks is of cuz pissed. Well duh. Dont you know me well enough. First day reading my blog huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys love my&lt;b&gt; totally 100% untrue and fictitious story&lt;/b&gt;. Please remember that any real life encounters that may sound/seem similar to this is totally &lt;b&gt;pure coincidence&lt;/b&gt;. Please be reminded that if you think that this story is true, you are kindda weird. 'Cause we all know that what happen in &lt;s&gt;vegas&lt;/s&gt; virtual world stays in &lt;s&gt;vegas&lt;/s&gt; virtual world. Toodles Doos. Please highly anticipate my very next story when Little Red Riding Hood replies. Ciao~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159856695839619669-3654094958206511232?l=jellychicks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/feeds/3654094958206511232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159856695839619669&amp;postID=3654094958206511232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/3654094958206511232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/3654094958206511232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/2008/07/little-red-riding-hood-vs-jellychicks.html' title='Little Red Riding Hood VS Jellychicks'/><author><name>Jellychicks aka awesome-ness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04182285614366106953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159856695839619669.post-2717599869182008730</id><published>2008-06-25T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T05:14:04.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a look at my BFF, she's the only one I got</title><content type='html'>Eeewsssss, FAT GIRLS GO FOR SKINNY GUYZ. OMG WHATS THE WORLD COMIN' TO. HAHAHAHA. GENZ, THIS IS SOOO FUNNY. AND YES, YA MY B.F.F MY BEST FAKE FRIEND. You want to be featured in my next postzxxz BFF? :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159856695839619669-2717599869182008730?l=jellychicks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/feeds/2717599869182008730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159856695839619669&amp;postID=2717599869182008730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/2717599869182008730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/2717599869182008730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/2008/06/take-look-at-my-bff-shes-only-one-i-got.html' title='Take a look at my BFF, she&apos;s the only one I got'/><author><name>Jellychicks aka awesome-ness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04182285614366106953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159856695839619669.post-2137387636914474378</id><published>2008-05-12T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T00:41:38.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"What will Jesus do?"</title><content type='html'>My blogger is like making a big comeback. Jolyn and Melzx are damn idiotic ok. They wanted to link my blogger as a scolding blog. Lolzx. Funnaye la you two! Lovezx. Okay, lets get back to the topic. I know you all miss me like shitzx so I decided to came back with lovely hearty post. They are heartier than my potato lasagna okayzx! Long post ahead. Take your time to read cuz I know you will regret if you dont :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Hey you, stop being succha fuckface. Dont act oh-so-pathetic. So yeah, congratulations on winning sympathy with your tears. Yeah, I bet you are feeling oh-so-almighty already right? Your tear trick did work, many fell for it but not all. Stop acting oh-so-holy and asking for God's support. I am not trying to insult your religion here, but please, when you do something wrong dont expect God to cover it up for you. No use. Even God wont help you. Stop living in denial. Tessa and I dont like you. Yes, dont like at all. I shall empathize again. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DONT LIKE AT ALL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;When Jessica told you that Tessa dont like you, you said 'I am very disappointedly" Hurhurhur. Disappointed? Disappointed for what? Disappointed for her not treating you like a good friend when you 'treat her like one'? If the answer is yes (well, it think its confirm yes), then you are wrong! A big fat wrong. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W-R-O-N-G. &lt;/span&gt;You didnt even treat Tessa like a best friend. The way you treat her is oh-so-shitty. If you regarded her as a best friend you will treat her way way way better. You think you sympathize with Tessa and that makes you a good friend? A big N-O fucking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;. If that is the case, I bet the whole of 2D is her best friend already. While me and Jessica were upset and angry over the incident, you were so happy cheering about the maths paper. Hello?! Even when we told you that we think that you are not caring for Tessa, and you go like "The paper was really easy whatzx." Hello, so the paper is more important than Tessa. I bet you think yes and best friends dont think like that. Im sure if Jessica is in trouble, you wont be cheering over the maths paper dont you? And also, stop acting cutesy poopsy. Stop your 'hokays' and 'alrightys'. Its making me puke. You're like succha grown up already, you make us feel that a baby is trapped inside a teenage body. Eeks. And stop thinking that you are such angmoh. Stop your 'xoxo, Gossip girls' thing. The way you speak it, is making me and Tessa puke. We were kind enough not to tell you. But I dont think you deserve it anymore. So what if you watch Gossip Girls, Heroes or whatever bullshit show? Thats just because you dont have SCV cable teevee right? Idiot, what so good to flaunt about those non-cable teevee show?! And please, stop acting like you are a monitor in class. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2D STAND UP, 2D GREET TEACHER, 2D KEEP QUIET. &lt;/span&gt;Seriously, nobody appreciates it. They just find it annoying. Dont be another Clarissa-Anne. Okay la, the Clarissa-Anne part not I say one lor. I dont even know her. Okay anyway, please you are not the monitor. Stop acting like you are so kind to Tessa when you are not. And about the church thing. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So you have a major crush on Eugene right? &lt;/span&gt;Please, when Eugene went your house you wore FBT and come in and out of your room. Trying to show some sexy legs here? You say you have fat thighs and dont wanna let us see you in FBT, then when your crush come, you flash it like there is no tomorrow. And you told Tessa&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I dont wanna make a commitment to church."&lt;/span&gt; After saying that you still go to church. Hello, contradicting much? You are always looking forward to Ignyte. Lemme ask you, do you really love the pastor's preaching or do you like the people. Everytime you get so excited over Ignyte, you get excited over the people. Not for the pastor's preaching. So much for saying that you love God, when you obviously go to church to know more people. And stop acting like you are oh-so-popular. "Do you know Joan and Karin are tgt?", "The time Linsin, Huiyan and Pamela talk to me", etc etc. Eeks, they dont even know you. Stop acting like you know them. Dont be so thick-skinned laaaaaa! Act oh-so-popular when you are obviously not. Stop giving that pop-star attitude. When me and Tessa comfort you saying "Aiyah, have confidence in yourself la. Wont get kick out of netball school team one la" You scolded us saying "YOU THINK SCHOOL TEAM VERY EASY TO STAY IN AH?!" Wlao, so much for comforting you. Whenever you say you are fat we will say "Aiyah, you sure can lose weight one la" then you would scold us "IM 140% OVERWEIGHT. NOT LIKE YOU ALL SO SKINNY. YOU THINK VERY EASY TO LOSE WEIGHT AH?!" Wlao wlao wlao. Comfort you also get scolded. So much for trying to cheer you up. Stupid arsehole. Yeah, you are fat. Its the cold hard truth, but Im not ok. I may be fat compared to some people.&lt;br /&gt;You: Eh wanna go jogging?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Siao ah. 2.4km over already, train for what?!&lt;br /&gt;You: You eat so much Doritos, so fat already still dont wanna run&lt;br /&gt;WLAO, ME FAT?! LOOK INFRONT OF THE MIRROR BEFORE YOU TALK TO ME HOR. Or should I say weighing scale. Then we went Macs. I didnt say that you are weird and you like scolded me. Not even a single fucking sorry. Arghzx. Then at Macs, you never eat or anything. Give that fucking grumpy face. Wlao, I bet if Tessa come and there will be short of one seat, you will sure say "I think I go buy food." Yeah so much for being a best friend ah. During the Tessa BBQ you were worse. You said that its okay to spend more money because Tessa is the one paying. You only help pay $14++ first. Tessa will return you. When we lost the receipt and we were afraid that Tessa's mum wont pay. Jessica who paid $40 said its ok. She said its a contribution while you on the other hand was fretting over your $14.  You even told Tessa is a rude and demanding tone that she must pay you back. Tessa never say wont pay you what, stop being succha cheapskate canzx. Arsehole. The time I lend you my camera, you didnt close the lens and you kept it. The lens got fucking scratch ok. It was brand-new. And all you said was "Its not my fault you know. I didnt know" Wlao, everything also not your fault la? Other people commit a little mistake and you sound as if they have just rape your mother. Wlao. Yea, so what if Tessa and I bitched about you? You did too right? Everything when we bitch about people, you would say '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What will Jesus do?&lt;/span&gt;" You would say that Jesus wont want us to bitch. And here you are, bitching about us. Hurhur, so much for contradicting. Loser. Its making me laugh on how you contradict yourself. And Jessica never said that Tessa was despo. During the phone conversation you were like...&lt;br /&gt;"Jessica said Tessa despo so I told Tessa. I am in the wrong meh?" Of cuz you are in the wrong, because Jessica never said that. See lor, you lie get exposed already lor. Embarrassed to the max already lor. Last time still say Qinlin when you are another one of the ex- Qinlin. At least Qinlin changed for the better with a sorry. Eeeks, now I am beginning to wonder if you or Shuqing is better. And stop fake-friending Quraishia. You dont like her. You are only friending her for her Super Junior's album. Fuckface. Eeeks, I despise you! Btw, Genevieve dont like you. Stop acting like you know Genevieve very well. "Her family have a history of failing chinese." Stop acting like you know her so well when you dont. Stop addin on those senior on friendster when you dont evn know them. Eeeeks! Act so popular. Eeeewws, despise you! And also stop acting like you know Linsin. Linsin dont even know you. Loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also penguin, stop being succha loser. Stop siding with people who you think will  help you gain popularity. Trust me, you will slowly lose all your friends if you continue to side with the wrong side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU, I REALLY DO. DO YOU KNOW I HATED YOU SINCE LAST YEAR? DONT BELIEVE? ASK GENEVIEVE :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159856695839619669-2137387636914474378?l=jellychicks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/feeds/2137387636914474378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159856695839619669&amp;postID=2137387636914474378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/2137387636914474378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/2137387636914474378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-will-jesus-do.html' title='&quot;What will Jesus do?&quot;'/><author><name>Jellychicks aka awesome-ness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04182285614366106953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159856695839619669.post-2668215994705656482</id><published>2008-04-18T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T05:48:42.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Qinlin, you're so fine, you're so fine, you broke my eye.</title><content type='html'>In response to our future councillor, Tham Qin Lin (eh councillor can get 12 points leh's post... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;that tessa teo think she so chio, say what, got alots of guys want her... she SO DESPO can... everyday ONLY know how to SUAN people, like people don't know that she is talking about them. she think that only she know how to SUAN people... she so timid, want slap then slap lar... don't dare do then go blog scold other people " bloody bitch " ... she also one herself lor ... this few days keeping suaning me like i don't know can... haha ^^, she stupid one lor, i think stupid. i a few days ago went around wanting people don't sing me birthday song on my birthday, then she purposely copy me and go around telling people don't birthday song on her birthday. come on lar, her birthday is like in november can... people busy enjoying holiday, who got time to go and care whether it is her birthday... even if they care, who want to sing her birthday song ! haha ^^ , pathetic soul .... pity you ( my foot! )... want bully me ... wait long long also no chance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that should be all by today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD NIGHT ! ( of course not to somebody ) - tong, hope you are happy with this...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Qinlin said that "that tessa teo think she so chio, say what, got alots of guys want her... she SO DESPO can..." When did Tessa brag that she is pretty? She didnt right, so why do you have to cook up such a fabulous lie. It a more hearty lie compared to my potato lasagna. Are you jealous that Tessa is prettier than you? If you are, there is no need to resort to lying. Lying wont do you any good, you will not grow prettier after that. I bet you have that silly thinking that lying can get a few wrinkles off your face huh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a fabulous lie, comes a assumption from our future councillor. "everyday ONLY know how to SUAN people, like people don't know that she is talking about them. she think that only she know how to SUAN people... " You said Tessa ONLY know how to suan people. Are you sure she can ONLY suan people, she cant breathe, cant eat, cant talk? F.Y.I, She can play the volleyball bett than you do :] Yes we did suan you. Right before. We deliberately wants you to know. We are not like you, dont dare to scold or suan people in their face, go to the back and act like some big shot. Go infront of your friends and scold us. How courageous. Hiding in a corner scolding us. Why not just step forward huh? Too cowardly? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then our future councillor said in a very confident tone "she so timid, want slap then slap lar... " Oh so you think Tessa is timid? So you want Tessa to slap you? Well, I think before Tessa slap you, your eyes will turn red and you will cry. I know how much you told me about your mother coming to school. Please, the only time my parents came to school is when I was primary 2 when my head knocked against the pillar and bleed. Since you said, "want slap then slap lar" ok fine. Tessa will slap you. Then you dont complain or cry la. You provoke people to slap you. You provoke Tessa Teo YOURSELF. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also said "don't dare do then go blog scold other people " bloody bitch " ... she also one herself lor ... " Oh so you think Tessa dont dare la, nevermind wait till she slap you. Dont go crying or whining like a dead pig. Nobody will sympathise with you already. So what if she scold people bloody bitch. You also scold her despo and so whatever. Since you also scold, why cant she? As a future councillor, I think you doesnt have the qualities. No wonder you could not make it to the ex-co.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then still trying to act big shot, you said "this few days keeping suaning me like i don't know can... haha ^^, she stupid one lor, i think stupid. i a few days ago went around wanting people don't sing me birthday song on my birthday, then she purposely copy me and go around telling people don't birthday song on her birthday." Yes you did. You still act cute when you said that. You make Juliete and Huiqing wanna puke. Why cant you spare them for just a recess? Let them eat recess in peace. Me and Tessa were suaning you right in your face. Only you were stupid enough to think that we are indirectly suaning you. Even Chunhui, Juliette, Ximin and Jessica can tell that we are DIRECTLY suaning you. Are you trying to fake stupid? Lemme repeat, WE ARE DIRECTLY SUANING YOU. We are not stupid, only you are the one that is stupid. Loser :] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part had arrived, you said "come on lar, her birthday is like in november can... people busy enjoying holiday, who got time to go and care whether it is her birthday... even if they care, who want to sing her birthday song ! haha ^^ , pathetic soul .... pity you ( my foot! )... want bully me ... wait long long also no chance..." Wahh, act big shot alr la. Yes we will be damn busy during the november holidays. We will be so busy PLANNING TESSA'S BIG BIRTHDAY BASH. You said nobody will care or sing for her. Well you are wrong. I cannot vouch for anyone. But at least Me, Desiree and Jessica &lt;strong&gt;WILL SING FOR HER&lt;/strong&gt;. I know you are jealous that nobody wanna sing for you, but you need not lie. See, now your lie expose poor thing already lor. Embarrassed to the max already lor. You said Tessa is a pathetic soul. Woah, if she is pathetic what are you? I cant find any word to describe you, because you will be the saddest soul on Earth. Nobody have become so sad before so the word is not invented. Maybe a new word call "Qinlin" will be invented. When someone is being so damn damn poor and pathetic, "Qinlin" is the best word to describe. You said "want bully me... wait long long also no chance..." Dont worry the chance have already arrived. You dare to bully Ruiwen, we dare to bully you. F.Y.I, we dare. We really dare. So you trying to test us huh? Well, we're on it then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I know Shuqing for 3 years ++ already. So maybe when your clique kicks you out, I can tell Shuqing to reluctantly accept you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;P.S: I am the xoxo of the class blog so what? Trying to downgrade me in people's eye saying I am deliberately sowing discord within the class? Ooops, the class aint as stupid as you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159856695839619669-2668215994705656482?l=jellychicks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/feeds/2668215994705656482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159856695839619669&amp;postID=2668215994705656482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/2668215994705656482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/2668215994705656482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-qinlin-youre-so-fine-youre-so-fine.html' title='Oh Qinlin, you&apos;re so fine, you&apos;re so fine, you broke my eye.'/><author><name>Jellychicks aka awesome-ness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04182285614366106953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159856695839619669.post-9174316267214904749</id><published>2008-04-13T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T08:10:19.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, you 'deserved' it</title><content type='html'>Congrats to Dionis for being the best camper. You deserved it. Well, I have put all the misunderstanding behind me. I forgive you for pushing me during captains ball, I forgive you for snatching the ball from me when you are not supposed to, I forgive you for staring at me, I forgive you for badmouthing about other group, I forgive you for being so proud. Well, in short, you are forgiven. Good luck Dionis. Hope you can excel in your academic and CCA without being so Y#$#%^. And once again, congratszx :] even though I think Lyndsey deserve it more than you do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159856695839619669-9174316267214904749?l=jellychicks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/feeds/9174316267214904749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159856695839619669&amp;postID=9174316267214904749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/9174316267214904749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/9174316267214904749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/2008/04/well-you-deserved-it.html' title='Well, you &apos;deserved&apos; it'/><author><name>Jellychicks aka awesome-ness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04182285614366106953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159856695839619669.post-5378608814423488465</id><published>2008-04-08T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T06:36:36.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Juliette, I take your dare</title><content type='html'>School is succha bitch. Our class is defitnely hell bitchy. Some people think they are oh so good. Please, fuck you _|_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Qinlin, I hate you. Yes, hate hate hate. Did you know fairy god grandfather allow me to make any wish I wanted last night, and my wish was "Qinlin better dont make it into the councillor" Yeah even though it didnt came true, at least you are not ex-co. Seriously, dont think too highly of yourself. Stop acting SO humble, a lil is fine, too much is fucking irritating. You are getting on my nerves. Yeah yeah, being a councillor can earn you a whooping 12 points, but you are not even councillor standard. You even have to ask for the submission form when no one recommend you. The worse is yulaoshi told you, you are not councillor standard but you are just too thick skin that you pester for the form. You think you are the best or what la? The flag, nobody ask you to do it yourself. We wanted to help, we insisted on helping but you reject. SINCE YOU REJECT, SHUT YOUR MOUTH LA. CB, complain complain complain. Act so humble for what, so fucking fake. You think your drawing damn nice. You insist on the group flag and tag design. The senior said we should switch the design and I just convey the message to you. Cheebye, scold me for what. You said if we are so good we draw. Fine we draw la. We draw then you complain say ugly. We didnt even complain, we gave suggestions. We are a group, we have the right to do so ok. So what if I am not a NPCC siia0zx like you all. Do you have to say "Aiyah, I know you this kind of people will not go for camp" WLAO, WHEN DID I STEP ON YOUR TOES OR THREAD ON YOUR LINE. DARE TO CALL ME THIS KIND OF PEOPLE. CHEEBYE, IM AM CALLED THIS KIND OF PEOPLE, YOU SHOULD BE DEEM ANIMAL SHITHEAD. You are succha 'perfectionist'. Please alot of people dont like you, its just that they dont dare to tell. And I happen to dare to tell. I know I am not perfect or whatever, but at least I am not as demanding as you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to Melzx (aiai! &lt;33), Kartigha, Yiying and Sharu for having the ex-co tittle. Well you all deserve it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159856695839619669-5378608814423488465?l=jellychicks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/feeds/5378608814423488465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159856695839619669&amp;postID=5378608814423488465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/5378608814423488465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/5378608814423488465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/2008/04/juliette-i-take-your-dare.html' title='Juliette, I take your dare'/><author><name>Jellychicks aka awesome-ness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04182285614366106953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159856695839619669.post-7013390918753602350</id><published>2008-03-21T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T05:38:34.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad till I laugh II</title><content type='html'>Well, dont really wanna preach but who cares. Here I go... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said that I was mean with all the words I put up in the previous blog posts (they were deleted). You said I was demoralizing you. If I really wanna demoralize you, when you couldnt get my hint and still stick to me I could just say "Hey bitch, fuck off" I dont wanna hurt our relationship as we thought we could talk over it amicably. Sadly you couldnt get my hint so I resorted to blogging up my thoughts. If you think I am mean, sorry we arent meant to be friends them. Yes, you called me ahlianzx or whatsoever because I do vulgar language, but did I use it on you before? The answer is no. And even if I did, it would all be after the fall out. I think you do not even understand the reason why I think we shouldnt stick as friends. Since you do not know, lemme tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Everytime we go out with *, I would do the talking while you pretend you aint there. I know you dont like *, but I pleaded you to try to talk more. You didnt. Yes, this is a small matter but do you know how much it means to me? You were not there when I wanted you to be. The first time it was like this, the second time it was also the same. It also applies to the third time. Yes, call me childish, lame immatured. That is how I am. I am very sensitive towards things. I expected you to be there with me when I needed you. When we go out with P*. I did most of the talking again. Well, you may think that I am being suchha busybody or whatsoever. Because you two aint on to a headstart, I tried to spark off a conversation. Do you know as I was helping you, I wish that you could do the same to me. Do you know every small move you make will touch me. I am not trying to be mushy or whatsoever. Thats the real me. Maybe you dont even know the real me, so why stick as friends."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you know the story. It is up for you to accept or delude yourself. Not all the post were directing to you. They were directing to me *. You know I cant say out their status or else I would get a big tongue lashing or something more. I tried to make those post that were dirct to you not so obvious. Just like the way I dont wanna embarrass you infront of so many people. And also I couldnt bring myself to tell you right on the face. You said that I was the reason why you left your old clique. Come to think of me, maybe I am only a small role. You said you were unhappy in the clique because you are being treated as a subsitute right? I had your interests in my heart and offered some suggestions. So you left the clique. My fault? Dont think so. You ignored me. Yes, I understand the silent treatment. I gave you it once before didnt I? So I am not angry that you gave me that too. I dont even mind or care. And you said "This is the last straw". What did I do to agitate you? I did not tell anyone how I 'ditch' you. I did not even tell anyone about our relationship. People were asking "Eh, why are you not with Peihua." I just grin and walk away. Do you expect me to say "Oh that bitch? Well, dumped her. Not of use to me anymore". So since I didnt say that, how could I agitate you? I did not stare or glare at you. How could I then agitate you? Whenever you are somewhere near, I try to avoid it. I did not brush through you or knock you on purpose right. When you are talking to Melzx, I just walk away right even though I too wanna talk to Melzx. I dont want us to feel bad right? Since I did not do anything to agitate you, why say its the last straw. So yeah, I am mocking you. But why would I mock you if you didnt do something to me. Reflect on yourself dude. If not use a mirror, maybe you can see yourself better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life is screwed, use a screwdriver then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I (l) Melzx. Hahahs. Melzx be touched!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159856695839619669-7013390918753602350?l=jellychicks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/feeds/7013390918753602350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159856695839619669&amp;postID=7013390918753602350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/7013390918753602350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/7013390918753602350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/2008/03/sad-till-i-laugh-ii.html' title='Sad till I laugh II'/><author><name>Jellychicks aka awesome-ness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04182285614366106953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159856695839619669.post-2395392966835353096</id><published>2008-03-20T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T03:18:35.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad till I laugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://racingcars.livejournal.com"&gt;MORE @ LIVEJOURNAL&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I am so sad you put my link the last place&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I am so sad you roll eyes at me &lt;br /&gt;Oh, I am so sad you ignore me&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I am so sad you went to the other side&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I am so sad you tell people I ditch you&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I am so sad you are not giving me a birthday present&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I am so sad you aint spending recess with me&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I am so sad you aint going out with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAS! 'I AM SO SAD W0RZX' SAD TILL I LAUGH :] How about another version?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I am so happy you are not my recess partner anymore&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I am so happy you are not my best anymore&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I am so happy you are outta my life&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I am so happy you and I are not talking&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I am so happy you scuffle back to them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im bad, well not as bad you someone. Hahas. *winks*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159856695839619669-2395392966835353096?l=jellychicks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/feeds/2395392966835353096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159856695839619669&amp;postID=2395392966835353096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/2395392966835353096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/2395392966835353096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/2008/03/sad-till-i-laugh.html' title='Sad till I laugh'/><author><name>Jellychicks aka awesome-ness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04182285614366106953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159856695839619669.post-3654783841785400490</id><published>2008-03-10T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T08:25:36.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Show me a garden thats bursting into life</title><content type='html'>MORE AT &lt;A HREF="http://racingcars.livejournal.com"&gt;LIVEJOURNAL&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KINDLY RELINK. I LOVE LIVEJOURNAL TOO MUCH :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159856695839619669-3654783841785400490?l=jellychicks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/feeds/3654783841785400490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159856695839619669&amp;postID=3654783841785400490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/3654783841785400490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/3654783841785400490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/2008/03/show-me-garden-thats-bursting-into-life.html' title='Show me a garden thats bursting into life'/><author><name>Jellychicks aka awesome-ness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04182285614366106953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159856695839619669.post-9202075594984990491</id><published>2008-03-09T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T20:15:58.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And be the one who catches all your tears</title><content type='html'>Tuition was fun today :] Last week was much better because of my push pop or should I say rocket star? I have loads of homework and some punishment to do. Well, lazy me slept through the whole Saturday and wasnt in the homework mood today. So tomorrow I am so going to rush all my homework :] Then plan outing with my dearie Melsie and Becks. Mr Ng is finally back! Well, tuition was practically crapping about the criminal on the loose. Rachypoo and I were drawing a diagram on how the criminal could escape from Singapore. "If you wanna know where a criminal is, you must think like one!" Hahas, we had some plans like him dressing as an ugly hooker and Paris Hilton's poodle. Damn funny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3159856695839619669-9202075594984990491?l=jellychicks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/feeds/9202075594984990491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3159856695839619669&amp;postID=9202075594984990491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/9202075594984990491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3159856695839619669/posts/default/9202075594984990491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellychicks.blogspot.com/2008/03/and-be-one-who-catches-all-your-tears.html' title='And be the one who catches all your tears'/><author><name>Jellychicks aka awesome-ness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04182285614366106953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3159856695839619669.post-2402086451603807294</id><published>2008-03-07T20:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:02:39.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We'll drown his sins and misery</title><content type='html'>Gardens with Desiree, Jessica and Tessa. On the way out of Bishan stadium, we were like 'Eh, how to go to chomps ah? Walk or take bus?" Then they were a taxi and all of us immediately flagged it at once. I think the poor uncle must have thought 4 people snatching for one taxi. Hahas. Desiree is super retarded I swear. The taxi uncle was a indian and she talked to him in chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desiree: (in chinese)From chomps to Jalan Kayu is it near?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh! Uncle is an indian! By the way uncle is it of walking distance?&lt;br /&gt;Uncle: (in chinese)Its near but not of walking distance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahas! The uncle is bilingual! Then at chomps we ordered food. Jessica mislead me. She pointed to the one of the shop and said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica: Go order the oyster thinggy&lt;br /&gt;Me: That one is oyster omelet! Not the usual one that we always eat.&lt;br /&gt;Jessica: It is! Just go and order&lt;br /&gt;Me: (Go forward and read the signboard) Jessica, it is really not the one!&lt;br /&gt;Jessica: See! (point) Order from there&lt;br /&gt;Me: What the! You pointed to another stall just one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I ordered one and stupidly asked for chilli. The uncle fried the egg with chilli and put chilli at the side. Tessa couldnt take spicy food, LOSER! Then we had stingray, satay, oyster omelet, chicken wings and drumlets and sugar cane drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nhlcgb2g9BM/R9IX1T4m7_I/AAAAAAAAALM/RWdRKZw5SPA/s1600-h/DSC00105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nhlcgb2g9BM/R9IX1T4m7_I/AAAAAAAAALM/RWdRKZw5SPA/s320/DSC00105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175225126440333298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nhlcgb2g9BM/R9IX1T4m8AI/AAAAAAAAALU/Ps_EMGdFnlU/s1600-h/DSC00106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nhlcgb2g9BM/R9IX1T4m8AI/AAAAAAAAALU/Ps_EMGdFnlU/s320/DSC00106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175225126440333314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nhlcgb2g9BM/R9IX1j4m8BI/AAAAAAAAALc/-wYrND-8wCI/s1600-h/DSC00108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nhlcgb2g9BM/R9IX1j4m8BI/AAAAAAAAALc/-wYrND-8wCI/s320/DSC00108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175225130735300626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nhlcgb2g9BM/R9IX1j4m8CI/AAAAAAAAALk/g5TXWgGOVog/s1600-h/DSC00107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nhlcgb2g9BM/R9IX1j4m8CI/AAAAAAAAALk/g5TXWgGOVog/s320/DSC00107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175225130735300642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tessa was succha loser that she didnt ate the stingray. The stingray was awesome and so was the chicken wing. I thought the chilli would be sweet so I dipped alot and it turned out to be real spicy. I was sipping my sugar cane drink with every bite of my wings. I only finished 1/4 of my drink as I am not a fan of sugar cane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Tessa, let you drink.&lt;br /&gt;Tessa: Really ah?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hey Desiree later wanna go Jalan Kayu&lt;br /&gt;Me: (Look back at Tessa) OMG. YOU FINISHED THE WHOLE DRINK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drink we ordered was super large ok. Tessa is succha idiot and she complained that she wanna vomit. Took 136 to the playground near my house. We were climbing the LRT-cum-overhead bridge and halfway down Tessa complained of her bursting bladder so we had to walk back to Rivervale Plaza. Hahas, saw the poster of the criminal and we started scaring each other by saying he is behind us or at the bush. Screaming all the way and people were staring at us. So after Tessa's toilet break we went to Macs for Desiree's ice-cream. Tessa got molested by an old uncle and I was almost too. Idiot manzx. On the way to the playground was more screaming. The criminal game was fun. At the playground, Tessa and I were running and limping to impersonate him. Hahas! Then there were 3 bengzx there. We were playing and there were like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bengzx: (in chinese) Hey miss, do you want to play with us?&lt;br /&gt;Us: (Ignore, pretend we heard nothing)&lt;br /&gt;Bengzx: (in chinese) Hey miss, do you want to play with us?&lt;br /&gt;Us: (Ignore again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica was telling to us what she wanted to reply. "Can you afford to anot?" Hahas. Then was more playing and slacking as we played the criminal game. Homed at nine and bathe. Tessa, Desiree and Jessica abandoned me to go home alone. It was damn scary. The cold dark night in isolated Sengkang. Then I had to chat with them on the phone on my way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tessa: If you scream help we will call the police ok?&lt;br /&gt;Me: You better do so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they really key 999 in case I scream anything. Awws, aint they the best or what :] So homed and bathe. Then my aint bought us to airport for supper before heading home again and sleep. Damn tired. I got lots of homework to complete. 3pm start doing homework, 7pm finish. 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