<?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-5375403</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:24:55.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when YOU say the MAGIC word...a*brac[A]dabra+...i was surrounded by your LOVE...</title><subtitle type='html'>.:yuk:.
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.:yugiching4eva@hotmail.com:.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</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>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-108159954226017371</id><published>2004-04-10T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T20:21:49.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="arial,helvetica" SIZE="1"&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://quizme.stvlive.com/pointless/quiz.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://quizme.stvlive.com/pointless/results/47.gif" WIDTH="200" HEIGHT="100" BORDER="0" ALT="The Completely Pointless Personality Quiz"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The Completely Pointless Personality Quiz&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-108159954226017371?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/108159954226017371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/108159954226017371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108159954226017371' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-108159898347116223</id><published>2004-04-10T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T20:12:30.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://quizme.stvlive.com/poohpersonality/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://quizme.stvlive.com/poohpersonality/pooh.gif" width="300" height="175" border="0"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Take the 100 Acre Personality Quiz!&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-108159898347116223?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/108159898347116223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/108159898347116223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108159898347116223' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-108142148139969713</id><published>2004-04-08T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T18:54:05.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/V/vampire-demon/1078069253_xquckxa_ph.jpg" border="0" alt="?"&gt;&lt;br&gt;keep it up. with ur beauty and charm he is sure to&lt;br&gt;ask u to marry him. your so lucky. not only do&lt;br&gt;u have the hottest guy in the world but u have&lt;br&gt;the hottest dead guy in the world. keep up your&lt;br&gt;charm and never ever ever break Lestat's heart&lt;br&gt;or u will severly pay! please rate!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/vampire-demon/quizzes/how%20would%20a%20vampire%20react%20after%20meeting%20u%20part%202(girls%20only)%20/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;how would a vampire react after meeting u part 2(girls only) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-108142148139969713?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/108142148139969713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/108142148139969713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108142148139969713' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-108142063943718585</id><published>2004-04-08T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T18:40:03.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/coolcatcatherine/1059512927_deringeyes.jpg" border="0" alt="Your: Wondering eyes. Your not quite focused and your quite the day dreamer. Your a bit odd and as many say "Your head is in the clouds." "&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your: Wondering eyes. Your not quite focused and&lt;br&gt;your quite the day dreamer. Your a bit odd and&lt;br&gt;as many say "Your head is in the&lt;br&gt;clouds." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/coolcatcatherine/quizzes/What%20type%20of%20eyes%20do%20you%20have%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What type of eyes do you have?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-108142063943718585?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/108142063943718585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/108142063943718585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108142063943718585' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-108142013685905119</id><published>2004-04-08T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T18:31:41.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>img src="http://images.quizilla.com/V/vampire-demon/1078073103_myfavorite.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x8828c38)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;well well well arent u lucky.lestat loves u with&lt;br&gt;all his black little heart and would never want&lt;br&gt;to leave u.he is divoted to pleasing u and&lt;br&gt;would do anything just to be with u. he loves&lt;br&gt;ur looks persinality and ur voice. and he loves&lt;br&gt;taping into ur mind. he finds it a very odd but&lt;br&gt;wonderful place. he see that u have very great&lt;br&gt;intelligence and are way past ur time. check&lt;br&gt;out the sequel to the quiz and PLEASE PLEASE&lt;br&gt;PLEASE RATE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/vampire-demon/quizzes/how%20would%20a%20vampire%20react%20after%20meeting%20u%3F(girls%20only)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;how would a vampire react after meeting u?(girls only)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-108142013685905119?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/108142013685905119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/108142013685905119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108142013685905119' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-108141931522236092</id><published>2004-04-08T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T18:18:00.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Punk! My kind of friend. You could care less what&lt;br&gt;other ppl think of you. You want friends who&lt;br&gt;like you for who you are and not what you have.&lt;br&gt;I mean, sure, sometimes you stick fries up your&lt;br&gt;nose, but thats ok. People love you because you&lt;br&gt;crack them up immensly! Your amoung friends!&lt;br&gt;Rate my quiz fellow Homie! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/prettyNpunk31636/quizzes/Are%20you%20one%20of%20the%20three%20P's%3F%20(Punk%2FPrep%2FPoser)%3F/"&gt;Are you one of the three P's? (Punk/Prep/Poser)?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-108141931522236092?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/108141931522236092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/108141931522236092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108141931522236092' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-107892523379376060</id><published>2004-03-10T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T21:29:29.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was actually editing my blog in the school library on Monday, but I didn’t have enough time to finish it before my duty ended and I didn’t have any diskette to save it, so I have to re-write everything now, at home…ok, so as I was saying, nothing much had taken place in my life, just that last Saturday I accompanied my mother for body check-up…actually it’s really nothing much lo…just that I was being SCOLDED by that woman working in the referral room for NO REASON at all, or rather, when I didn’t even do anything WRONG!…&lt;br /&gt;It all started when my mother went to Ang Mo Kio Polyclinic 2 weeks ago to see her check-up report. The doctor told her that there’s an undetectable particle inside her womb and the doctor asked her to come back a week later to do a more in-depth X-ray scan to find out what that thing is.&lt;br /&gt;I was really bored on that day, and so I got up exceptionally early on last Saturday to accompany my mother for that X-ray scan. After a very long time, my mother came out of the X-ray room and told me that that particular X-ray is not available in Ang Mo Kio Polyclinic and she asked us to go to the referral room to make an appointment with KK hospital for that X-ray scan…and then here comes the ‘INTERESTING’ part…&lt;br /&gt;We went into the referral room, waited for that woman to finish up her work, walked up to her and I spoke to her in a very gentle voice. *I can SWEAR I was talking in a VERY NICE manner to her* and guess how she talked to me?&lt;br /&gt;‘ Girl, what appointment? Where’s your file? What appointment? I can’t do anything without the file you know!’&lt;br /&gt;‘ What X-ray? Which doctor asked you to come here? Are you sure the doctor asked you to come here for the X-ray or not?!’&lt;br /&gt;‘ Next time you wanna go for X-ray right, must check and confirm with the staff here that they have the X-ray you know… so troublesome!’&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone understand how I felt at that point of time?I was damn pissed off with her and the clinic lo…I mean 1st of all, the doctor there actually didn’t know they don’t have that X-ray there, that’s already ridiculous.. Worse, the staff actually asked me, the patient here, to CHECK and CONFIRM with the staff there if they have that X-ray available… they are not making any sense la… they expect the patient to DIY everything… then must well ask the patients to treat themselves next time right?&lt;br /&gt;But you know what?… if the doctor had asked me to check, I would!… I mean it doesn’t hurt by just checking if they really have that X-ray there… but you know what?… they didn’t ask me to check!!!!… They made my mother and I got up so early in the morning, wasted our MONEY, TIME and EFFORT, only to find out that we had made an useless trip and got scolded for NOTHING!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, think I’m too tired… I can’t think properly, today’s such a long day, ended at 6++…think should write next time…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-107892523379376060?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/107892523379376060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/107892523379376060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107892523379376060' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-107856712102747505</id><published>2004-03-06T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-06T18:00:52.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh...i tot of wat to say liaoz...tis time i am gonna scold my new cca teacher-in-charge... did i ever tell anyone that he's a piece of shit?...if i didn't, then let me tell u now... he's a piece of shit!...i tot after i leave that bloody band on secondary school i'll be free from irritating people..but sadly, it doesn't seem like it... my new cca's teachers' are just as bad... they SUCK!... ok...let's tok about the teacher-in-charge 1st... &lt;br /&gt;Question:why he sucks?...Answer:1)my 1st practise..he already irritated me and get onto my 'black-list' by giving me a long speech when i told him i wanted to leave jus 1/2hr earlier...i mean, seriously, wat's his f**king problem huh?!he told me he got some IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENTS to made...and it turned out to be some really not important stuff...but i beg he sees himself so important he'll think tt all the things that comes out from his mouth is omportant...&lt;br /&gt;2) he really get onto my nerves by cracking a joke on me and my friend...and i mean ON ME, not WITH ME!...he's just an irritating piece of shit that irritate me so much!...&lt;br /&gt;ok...the story began when my friend and i decided to slack abit by going out and take a walk around the school...and so we did...then we met my classmates on our way back and so we sat down and started to play around...be lame and stuff...and then time flies and b4 we knew it...1/2hr's gone...so the president called my friend and asked us to go back to the room...then when we got in...tt bloody teacher was sitting in the middle of the room and shot us wif a shocking look...&lt;br /&gt;'where did the 2 of u go?'&lt;br /&gt;'toilet'&lt;br /&gt;'u mean u go into the toilet together?!'&lt;br /&gt;'no, he went to his and i went to mine, seperately'&lt;br /&gt;'then y u two come back together?!'&lt;br /&gt;'cos i waited for him?!'&lt;br /&gt;'r u sure?...dun bluff me hor...i tot u two went somewhere to do dunno wat...' *laugh*&lt;br /&gt;and he started his speech on how diffcult it's to b a teacher nowadays, wat haf to take care of the students' welfare and stuff...C'MON man!...u mean there can't be pure friendship between a girl and a boy?...y must he crack such a stupid and lame joke on us?...wat's wrong wif a boy and a girl going out of the room togeter to go toilet?...is tt a crime?...and if we really wanna do anythin, y of ALL PLACES IN THE SCHOOL?...i mean the school is SERIOUSLY a VERY NOT ROMANTIC place to do anything tt is romantic...ok..at least for me...school's DEFINITELY NOT A PLACE TO DO ANYTHING INTIMATE and stuff...somemore the toilet?...of all the places in sch, the smelly toilet?...i seriously dun understand tt teacher's way of thinking...or maybe it's my fault...maybe i gave him tis impression tt i can do anything anywhere as long as i feel like it...haha...do i look so despo?!&lt;br /&gt;but afterall, he's still 1000times better than mr. wong and the other bitches in sec. sch band la...so i should be comtented...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-107856712102747505?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/107856712102747505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/107856712102747505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107856712102747505' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-107856388830118082</id><published>2004-03-06T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-06T17:07:00.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been so³ long ever since the last time i update my blog...it's not that my life has become so boring there is nothing for me to talk about...it's just that i am so busy with my new jc life i dun haf time to write any blog entry...plus my mother banned me from using internet for too long...okay...so many things took place in my life i dunno where to start...&lt;br /&gt;let's talk about something that took place not long ago...choosing jc...it's such a troublesome thing i wish i dun haf to go through it again...i killed so much of my brain cells and still could not make up my mind...i didn't do well for O'level so there's not much choice left for me...i either stay in tampines junior college or go to a lousier sch...or maybe i could try nanyang jc cos my mark is somewhere around their cut-off point...but i decided to stay for dunno wat reason...i just feel like staying in tpjc...even when so many of my classmates are leaving...but now...i m starting to wonder if i had made the right decision...i like the environment in tpjc...but it's just so far away from my house...and the turn-over rate in my sch is quite big...then i'll be having more new classmates than old ones...so wat's the point?...i am starting to regret now...&lt;br /&gt;ok...i am currently having a brain block and can't thinkof anything else to write...so i shall update next time i get the chance to log on internet...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-107856388830118082?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/107856388830118082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/107856388830118082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107856388830118082' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-107425231638216665</id><published>2004-01-16T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T19:26:38.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/N/nyrata/1072963961_ngenairpix.JPG" border="0" alt="Air"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Air. You think before you act, you look before you&lt;br&gt;leap. You are very direct, which sometimes can&lt;br&gt;hurt others. You are always looking for the&lt;br&gt;truth behind things. Of all the elements,&lt;br&gt;you're the wisest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/nyrata/quizzes/What%20is%20your%20element%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What is your element?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-107425231638216665?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/107425231638216665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/107425231638216665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107425231638216665' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-107425195343710141</id><published>2004-01-16T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T19:20:35.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your the perfect friend,your tight with your&lt;br&gt;friends but not possesive.You and your best&lt;br&gt;buds  can still handle being apart though you&lt;br&gt;really enjoy each others company. No matter&lt;br&gt;what their always there for you and your always&lt;br&gt;there for them.................Please rate my&lt;br&gt;quiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/untrusting/quizzes/%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20Are%20you%20a%20good%20friend%3F%3F%3F/"&gt;                                    Are you a good friend???&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-107425195343710141?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/107425195343710141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/107425195343710141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107425195343710141' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-107425159553897040</id><published>2004-01-16T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T19:14:37.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/truly-dippy/1061402444_ktopmagic2.gif" border="0" alt="Hecate"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hecate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/truly-dippy/quizzes/%3F%3F%20Which%20Of%20The%20Greek%20Gods%20Are%20You%20%3F%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;?? Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ??&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-107425159553897040?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/107425159553897040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/107425159553897040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107425159553897040' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-107425119225409353</id><published>2004-01-16T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T19:07:54.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/truly-dippy/1061402444_ktopmagic2.gif" border="0" alt="Hecate"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hecate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/truly-dippy/quizzes/%3F%3F%20Which%20Of%20The%20Greek%20Gods%20Are%20You%20%3F%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;?? Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ??&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-107425119225409353?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/107425119225409353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/107425119225409353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107425119225409353' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-107425094514130638</id><published>2004-01-16T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T19:03:47.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/ponygirl2008/1072979396_llapicslg1.jpg" border="0" alt="  "&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are going to Marry Josh Hartnett. He is really&lt;br&gt;shy, but don't let that fool you. He is really&lt;br&gt;outgoing and sweet with those he loves and will&lt;br&gt;be loyal to them for the rest of his life.&lt;br&gt;Congrats!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/ponygirl2008/quizzes/Which%20male%20celebrity%20are%20you%20going%20to%20marry%3F%20(10%20results%20that%20have%20pics!)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which male celebrity are you going to marry? (10 results that have pics!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-107425094514130638?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/107425094514130638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/107425094514130638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107425094514130638' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-107424936504962596</id><published>2004-01-16T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T18:37:26.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>realise it's been a lond time since i update my blog...i got no time lah...now in jc...well...i'll try to update and come up with sth shocking!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-107424936504962596?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/107424936504962596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/107424936504962596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-107389968854268875?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/107389968854268875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/107389968854268875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107389968854268875' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-106981748455283114</id><published>2003-11-26T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-26T11:31:55.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.signmyguessbook.com"&gt;msgs...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-106981748455283114?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106981748455283114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106981748455283114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106981748455283114' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-106959384793965812</id><published>2003-11-23T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T21:24:36.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was 1 of my moody days again… worse, I went out with some of my friends… so that made me moodier…when I was at home I already don’t feel like going out, but we have long promised to go, so I went… it was not that bad when we were on our way to Orchard Road, I was still feeling alright, but when I reached there and saw the rest, something got over me and I was irritated out of a sudden. Maybe it was the hunger, or may it was the crowd, whatever it was, I walked out of the shop cause I was totally bored being in a jewellery shop. I was just starting to feel better, standing outside the shop and criticizing the display with Charlene (I know it’s mean to do that but who cares?), when she came out and asked us, ‘ are you guys sharing the present?’  It’s my classmate’s birthday tomorrow, and I just got so annoyed I told her a straight ‘no’ in her face, then after giving me that ‘huh? How could you, unbelievable!’ face, she walk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-106959384793965812?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106959384793965812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106959384793965812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106959384793965812' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-106689854726880148</id><published>2003-10-23T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-23T16:42:26.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/SuperCurlz/1059394062_Cinderella.JPG" border="0" alt="CWINDOWSDesktopCinderella.JPG"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cinderella!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/SuperCurlz/quizzes/What%20movie%20Do%20you%20Belong%20in%3F(many%20different%20outcomes!)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What movie Do you Belong in?(many different outcomes!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-106689854726880148?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106689854726880148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106689854726880148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106689854726880148' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-106689809115316545</id><published>2003-10-23T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-23T16:34:50.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/jsimner/1062436747_sixteen.jpg" border="0" alt="My inner child is sixteen years old today"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;My inner child is sixteen years old!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's not fair! It's never been fair, but while&lt;br&gt;adults might just accept that, I know&lt;br&gt;something's gotta change. And it's gonna&lt;br&gt;change, just as soon as I become an adult and&lt;br&gt;get some power of my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/jsimner/quizzes/How%20Old%20is%20Your%20Inner%20Child%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;How Old is Your Inner Child?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-106689809115316545?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106689809115316545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106689809115316545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106689809115316545' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-106234294100701699</id><published>2003-08-31T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-31T23:15:41.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/teffie/1036291701_earasshole.gif" border="0" alt="asshole"&gt;&lt;br&gt;your asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/teffie/quizzes/What%20swear%20word%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What swear word are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-106234294100701699?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106234294100701699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106234294100701699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106234294100701699' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-106234252164706413</id><published>2003-08-31T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-31T23:08:41.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1033888700_borderline.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x8795500)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;borderline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/rosiekins/quizzes/Which%20Personality%20Disorder%20Do%20You%20Have%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Personality Disorder Do You Have?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-106234252164706413?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106234252164706413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106234252164706413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106234252164706413' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-106234107832742463</id><published>2003-08-31T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-31T22:44:38.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/V/vinacross/1041991326_fPerfectGF.gif" border="0" alt="You're Perfect ^^"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-Perfect- You're the perfect girlfriend. Which&lt;br&gt;means you're rare or that you cheated :P You're&lt;br&gt;the kind of chick that can hang out with your&lt;br&gt;boyfriend's friends and be silly. You don't&lt;br&gt;care about presents or about going to fancy&lt;br&gt;placed. Hell, just hang out. You're just happy&lt;br&gt;being around your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/vinacross/quizzes/What%20Kind%20of%20Girlfriend%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Kind of Girlfriend Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-106234107832742463?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106234107832742463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106234107832742463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106234107832742463' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-106234042111890109</id><published>2003-08-31T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-31T22:33:41.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/E/EerieFreek/1061515649_resyoshimi.JPG" border="0" alt="Yoshimi"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yoshimi - "Happy Beauty"&lt;br /&gt;Sponsored by www.life-blood.cjb.net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/EerieFreek/quizzes/What%20would%20your%20Japanese%20name%20be%3F%20(female)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What would your Japanese name be? (female)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-106234042111890109?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106234042111890109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106234042111890109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106234042111890109' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-106233677788281091</id><published>2003-08-31T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-31T21:32:57.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>* spelling mistakes here, for me, is unavoidable…cause I can’t be bothered to check my words and I am typing really fast…so if you happened to see some weird words that doesn’t fit into the sentence…please pardon me and think of a suitable word instead!thx!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is really the last entry liaoz... tomorrow onwards...no more surf-for free...*sobz*... oh... i will definitely miss my blog manz... the place for me to express my thoughts and feelings...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-106233677788281091?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106233677788281091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106233677788281091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106233677788281091' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-106233662425077622</id><published>2003-08-31T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-31T21:30:24.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know this is already a very old song… but I can’t help feeling touched after I saw the lyrics… I mean it is just so true… this is exactly how I feel now… so decided to put it up…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Graduation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we talk all night about the rest of our lives&lt;br /&gt;Where we’re gonna be when we turn 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I keep thinking times will never change &lt;br /&gt;Keep on thinking things will always be the same&lt;br /&gt;But when we leave this year we won’t be coming back&lt;br /&gt;No more hanging out cause we’re on a different track&lt;br /&gt;And if you got something that you need to say&lt;br /&gt;You better say it right now cause you don’t have another day&lt;br /&gt;Cause we are moving on and we can’t slow down&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These memories are playing like a film without sound&lt;br /&gt;And I keep thinking of that night in June&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t know much of love&lt;br /&gt;But it came too soon&lt;br /&gt;And there was me and you&lt;br /&gt;And then we got real cool&lt;br /&gt;Stay at home talking on the telephone with me&lt;br /&gt;We’d got so excited, we’d got so scared&lt;br /&gt;Laughing at our selves thinking life’s not fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As we go on&lt;br /&gt;We remember&lt;br /&gt;All the times we&lt;br /&gt;Had together&lt;br /&gt;And as our lives change&lt;br /&gt;Come whatever&lt;br /&gt;We will still be&lt;br /&gt;Friends forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if we get the big jobs&lt;br /&gt;And we make the money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When we look back now&lt;br /&gt;Will our jokes still be funny?&lt;br /&gt;Will we still remember everything we learned in school?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still be trying to break every single rule&lt;br /&gt;Will little bobby be the stockbroker man?&lt;br /&gt;Can we ever find a job that won’t interfere with a tan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I keep, keep thinking that it is not goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Keep on thinking it’s time to fly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is how it feels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will we think about tomorrow like we think about now?&lt;br /&gt;Can we survive out there?&lt;br /&gt;Can we make it somehow?&lt;br /&gt;I guess I thought this would never end&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly it’s like we are women and men&lt;br /&gt;Will the past be a shadow that will follow us around?&lt;br /&gt;Will these memories fade when I leave this town (for me, it’s school)&lt;br /&gt;I keep, keep thinking that it’s not goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Keep on thinking it’s time to fly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I dedicate this song to everyone I know and I really thank you for adding COLOURS into my life. I will never forget you, because you have a special place in my heart^_^ * ~300803~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-106233662425077622?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106233662425077622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106233662425077622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106233662425077622' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-106233619174165995</id><published>2003-08-31T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-31T21:23:11.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so sad!!!! My mother is not in Singapore!!! She went back to Taiwan for my grandfather’s funeral… and she is going for two weeks!!!… can you imagine?… two weeks without my mom?!… actually this is not the first time she is gone… last year she went back Hong Kong to sign some papers also… but I don’t know why I just missed her… maybe the first time I was too excited to feel anything else…but this time…*sighz*… anyway, I cooked for my brother for two days and still counting… luckily he said that my cooking is not that bad…and he finished his food… I am not trying to show off here… but I thought my fried rice is nice, too!… maybe next time I should cook that for my parents!… okay… I did a lot of work… I kept and hang our clothes… I washed the dishes… water the plants… wash clothes( use washing machine)…and I am going to sweep and mop the floor… and wash the toilet…so exciting right?… I can’t wait also… I really feel very lonely… waking up without seeing my mother… leaving for school without seeing my mother… and coming home without hearing my mother’s voice…nowadays, I don’t know why but whenever someone walk past my house, I will look and see if it is my mother… I keep telling myself my mom is in Taiwan and she won’t appear at the doorstep like that, but I just can’t help looking and longing for her arrival… I hope she come back soon!… &lt;br /&gt;but if she comes back… it means that prelim is coming soon!… I don’t want to sit for prelim anymore!!!!… I was sort of aiming for this result for prelim…EL: &lt;B4 /E. MA: &lt;A2 /A.MA:&lt;B3 /SCIENCE: A1 /PHY:&lt;B4 /COMBINED HUMANS: &lt;B4 and a pass for lit… but I think it’s impossible… cause I NEVER pass a single a. maths test… of course some is because I didn’t know that those topics are tested… and some really made careless mistakes… like see the – as +… or copy the wrong value…or mix two questions up…but the rest is that I really don’t know how to do…but I admit I didn’t study hard enough…like I just flip my guide book and pick 1 or 2 questions to do…so I should work 100times harder!… I have got everything planned…I am going to do intensive study for the sep holiday…it is never too late to start right? So I guess this is gonna be the last entry I am posting up from now…let work together for a clean score for O’s…yah!~290803&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-106233619174165995?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106233619174165995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106233619174165995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106233619174165995' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-106233604998613124</id><published>2003-08-31T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-31T21:20:50.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is teachers’ day. And seriously, it wasn’t really nice… cause this year is very different from the past years…1st, the school sort of brought forward the party for the teachers… and so this year we have lessons…then that is not the bad part, the worse is that when everyone was enjoying their time without teachers as they had gone for another party organized by, this time, the sec. 3 exco, my class, had chem. Mock exam… and then, after that, when everyone had gone home, I stayed back with my lit group members to do our lit project…&lt;br /&gt;but luckily, I got myself some ‘comfort’… I went to watch ‘A Tale of Two Sisters’… and if anyone is planning to watch… then you have to be patience, cause this movie is 2½ hrs long… and you may tend to get a little bit confused in the middle, where there is a twist… I shan’t say much about the movie here… but to me, it is counted as the scariest movie I had ever watched, cause it made me scream for a few times…and the music is great man… so listen carefully to the music when you are watching!…shan’t say more…bye!290803&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-106233604998613124?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106233604998613124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106233604998613124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106233604998613124' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-106223794965638993</id><published>2003-08-30T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-30T18:05:49.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I bought my dress for graduation lioaz… shoes also!…so happy, now I don’t have to worry about graduation anymore!=)… I went to this shop in AMK central…then they sell dress for special functions…I saw this one and I really love it…but there is no pastel colour…so I couldn’t get it…anyway…I tried a lot of dresses…and seriously… I looked horrible in them…it’s not that they are not nice…the problem is with me you see… I just don’t have that face for dresses… and I looked so old and worn-out in those one or two piece…*sighz*…in the end, my mother helped me chose this white one… she said I looked nicer in that…but seriously, I don’t see the diff… so I just let my mother make the decision… and even it is not Daniel Yan’s or some branded gowns…it cost $102.9 along with the shawl…can you believe it?…it’s so expensive!!!…okay…so now I have to jog everyday to lose some weight or else I will look like a dumpling on that night!… &lt;br /&gt;oh, then I am very happy with the shoes I bought… it matches the dress(I think) and most importantly…it looks nice on me!…by the way…it’s 3inches high…or 7cm…so after I wear it…I become 167cm… so tall right? &lt;br /&gt;anyway…after I collected my dress and my mom and I was walking towards the bus stop…I saw this 3 sec.2 band juniors…at since they were right in front of my face, I had no choice but to smiled to them…haha…guess what they did?…instead of smiling back…they made this stupid sound…’errrrrrrrrr…’ OH MY GOD!!!… If I had the chance…I really want to PUNCH them!!!…didn’t their mothers teach them MANNERS?!…so RUDE…ha…so I expect that is the COOLEST way to greet your seniors now huh?!…BITCHES!!!&lt;br /&gt; anyway…talking about graduation makes me excited…ho I can’t wait for that night…’cause I am staying overnight in mandarin hotel with Annabelle, Charlene, Maria and Charlotte!… we are planning to wonder around orchard road that day in the middle of the night… then we will wear so weird clothing and behave like as if the whole road belongs to us!!!…260803~1855h~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-106223794965638993?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106223794965638993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106223794965638993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106223794965638993' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-106223749785939519</id><published>2003-08-30T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-30T17:58:17.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ha!… guess who is that lucky one today, the one that I am going to scold today?…surprisingly, it’s the fXcking school!…GOD!!!…you should hear what happened… I really feel like running up to the office and give all those ARSE-Like teachers kicks in their faces!… I think if I am not wrong, I wrote that almost my whole class skipped the English paper 2 mock exam and went home to study Chinese instead because our O’Level written paper was on the following Monday… and the mock exam was only going to start at 2.30 when my class was dismissed at 1.30… okay… so now the teachers are discussing whether to put a big fat ZERO or V.R.(it stands for valid reason) on our progress sheet… actually they had decided to put V.R. for all those who were absent… but later they had a meeting… and some teachers like ms. Low and mrs. Cheong  think that it’s better to put a zero there… as we all have deliberately skipped the paper… so now it’s up to the teachers again… and I am really grateful to MRS. ONG!!!… she stood up for our class and tried to explain to the others that we merely  placed Chinese O’s as our top priority… but they were so STUBBORN nothing can get into their heads…&lt;br /&gt;actually a zero is no big deal lah… it’s not going to affect our o’level or prelim by any ways…and even if you didn’t hand up assignment, you might get zero also what…the thing that makes MY BLOOD BOILS is the fact that it is going to affect our CONDUCT GRADE!!!!… our conduct will be downgraded just because we have PLACED CHINESE O’LEVEL AS OUR TOP PRIORITY!!!… I mean what Gillian said is right… the school didn’t even THINK or CONSIDER for the minority-we, the EXPRESS STREAM…it is like, when they planned the date for English mock that time, the date for Chinese written paper was out, long² time ago… and it SLIPPED OFF THE TEACHERS’ MIND… that O’s was just the NEXT MONDAY!!!… how NICE OF the teachers right?…the school is always like that…THEY WANT US TO ACHIEVE SOMETHING, BUT THEY DON’T HELP US, ALL THEY DO IS JUST SIT THERE AND ENJOY THE SCENE OF UE STRUGGLING… THEN IF WE ACHIEVE THE TARGETS, THEY WILL IMMEDIATELY JUMP OUT FROM THE CLOSET AND START TELLING EVERYONE THAT IT WAS THE SCHOOL’S WHO HELP THE GIRLS IN EVERY SINGLE WAY…AND IF WE DON’T MAKE IT, THEY WILL HIDE EVEN INNER IN THEIR OWN LITTLE CLOSET AND STICK OUT THEIR DIGUSTING FINGERS, POINTING AT US AND CLAIMING THAT IT WAS THE STUDENTS’S FAULT, THAT THEY DIDN’T WORK HARD ENOUGH …AND OBVOIUSLY IT’S NONE OF THE SCHOOL’S FAULT…&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FUCK LOH…Come on lah… do they know that some other schools had INTENSIVE lessons on Chinese… where they did nothing except Chinese one week before Chinese O’s… and I am not talking about some neighbourhood schools… I am talking about good schools like Chinese High and Nanyang Girls’(I think it’s them)…and take a look…what did our school did?…ha…give us English mock and make us stayed until 4pm…and now after our Chinese result is out… they didn’t even dare to tell the school that this year, for sec. 4 express, 11 people scored A1 and &gt;20 score A2…which is very good as only 27% of the whole Express population score distinction…and distinction means As… luckily I am graduating soon…or else I might just die!260803~1840~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-106223749785939519?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106223749785939519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106223749785939519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106223749785939519' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-106216083215384104</id><published>2003-08-29T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-29T20:40:32.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I bought my dress for graduation lioaz… shoes also!…so happy, now I don’t have to worry about graduation anymore!=)… I went to this shop in AMK central…then they sell dress for special functions…I saw this one and I really love it…but there is no pastel colour…so I couldn’t get it…anyway…I tried a lot of dresses…and seriously… I looked horrible in them…it’s not that they are not nice…the problem is with me you see… I just don’t have that face for dresses… and I looked so old and worn-out in those one or two piece…*sighz*…in the end, my mother helped me chose this white one… she said I looked nicer in that…but seriously, I don’t see the diff… so I just let my mother make the decision… and even it is not Daniel Yan’s or some branded gowns…it cost $102.9 along with the shawl…can you believe it?…it’s so expensive!!!…okay…so now I have to jog everyday to lose some weight or else I will look like a dumpling on that night!… oh, then I am very happy with the shoes I bought… it matches the dress(I think) and most importantly…it looks nice on me!…by the way…it’s 3inches high…or 7cm…so after I wear it…I become 167cm… so tall right? anyway…after I collected my dress and my mom and I was walking towards the bus stop…I saw this 3 sec.2 band juniors…at since they were right in front of my face, I had no choice but to smiled to them…haha…guess what they did?…instead of smiling back…they made this stupid sound…’errrrrrrrrr…’ OH MY GOD!!!… If I had the chance…I really want to PUNCH them!!!…didn’t their mothers teach them MANNERS?!…so RUDE…ha…so I expect that is the COOLEST way to greet your seniors now huh?!…BITCHES!!! anyway…talking about graduation makes me excited…ho I can’t wait for that night…’cause I am staying overnight in mandarin hotel with Annabelle, Charlene, Maria and Charlotte!… we are planning to wonder around orchard road that day in the middle of the night… then we will wear so weird clothing and behave like as if the whole road belongs to us!!!…260803~1855h~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-106216083215384104?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106216083215384104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106216083215384104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106216083215384104' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-106216040438165104</id><published>2003-08-29T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-29T20:33:24.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ha!… guess who is that lucky one today, the one that I am going to scold today?…surprisingly, it’s the fXcking school!…GOD!!!…you should hear what happened… I really feel like running up to the office and give all those ARSE-Like teachers kicks in their faces!… I think if I am not wrong, I wrote that almost my whole class skipped the English paper 2 mock exam and went home to study Chinese instead because our O’Level written paper was on the following Monday… and the mock exam was only going to start at 2.30 when my class was dismissed at 1.30… okay… so now the teachers are dicussing whether to put a big fat ZERO or V.R.(it stands for valid reason) on our progress sheet… actually they had decided to put V.R. for all those who were absent… but later they had a meeting… and some teachers like ms. Low and mrs. Cheong  think that it’s better to put a zero there… as we all have deliberately skipped the paper… so now it’s up to the teachers again… and I am really grateful to MRS. ONG!!!… she stood up for our class and tried to explain to the others that we merely  placed Chinese O’s as our top priority… but they were so STUBBORN nothing can get into their heads…actually a zero is no big deal lah… it’s not going to affect our o’level or prelim by any ways…and even if you didn’t hand up assignment, you might get zero also what…the thing that makes MY BLOOD BOILS is the fact that it is going to affect our CONDUCT GRADE!!!!… our conduct will be downgraded just because we have PLACED CHINESE O’LEVEL AS OUR TOP PRIORITY!!!… I mean what Gillian said is right… the school didn’t even THINK or CONSIDER for the minority-we, the EXPRESS STREAM…it is like, when they planned the date for English mock that time, the date for Chinese written paper was out, long² time ago… and it SLIPPED OFF THE TEACHERS’ MIND… that O’s was just the NEXT MONDAY!!!… how NICE OF the teachers right?…the school is always like that…THEY WANT US TO ACHIEVE SOMETHING, BUT THEY DON’T HELP US, ALL THEY DO IS JUST SIT THERE AND ENJOY THE SCENE OF UE STRUGGLING… THEN IF WE ACHIEVE THE TARGETS, THEY WILL IMMEDIATELY JUMP OUT FROM THE CLOSET AND START TELLING EVERYONE THAT IT WAS THE SCHOOL’S WHO HELP THE GIRLS IN EVERY SINGLE WAY…AND IF WE DON’T MAKE IT, THEY WILL HIDE EVEN INNER IN THEIR OWN LITTLE CLOSET AND STICK OUT THEIR DIGUSTING FINGERS, POINTING AT US AND CLAIMING THAT IT WAS THE STUDENTS’S FAULT, THAT THEY DIDN’T WORK HARD ENOUGH …AND OBVOIUSLY IT’S NONE OF THE SCHOOL’S FAULT…WHAT THE FUCK LOH…&lt;br /&gt;Come on lah… do they know that some other schools had INTENSIVE lessons on Chinese… where they did nothing except Chinese one week before Chinese O’s… and I am not talking about some neighbourhood schools… I am talking about good schools like Chinese High and Nanyang Girls’(I think it’s them)…and take a look…what did our school did?…ha…give us English mock and make us stayed until 4pm…and now after our Chinese result is out… they didn’t even dare to tell the school that this year, for sec. 4 express, 11 people scored A1 and &gt;20 score A2…which is very good as only 27% of the whole Express population score distinction…and distinction means As… luckily I am graduating soon…or else I might just die!260803~1840~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-106216040438165104?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106216040438165104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106216040438165104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106216040438165104' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-106216037062034973</id><published>2003-08-29T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-29T20:32:50.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi! it’s me again. I have decided to post one more entry here before 1st sep, so let’s see wad can we talk about that’s interesting… hmmm…u know I read quite a lot of people’s blogs before… and some are REALLY boring…I mean their  lives are really that boring?… okay, I think my life is boring too… get up and go to school, have lessons and revision tests and check answers for test papers…then eat lunch and stay back for either self-study or mock exams…then go home and read newspaper… then study, daydream and eat dinner… and at the end of the day, go to sleep… but I think somehow there is going to be some extraordinary things happened right?… like your teacher is a bitch or something…I didn’t know that people write so boring things in their diaries… I mean it has been a habit for me to write LONG ³ entries on ONE INCIDENT… then I will start bitching everyone that has irritated me…and I am doing the same thing now… scolding people!… who cares if they see it?…that is how I feel what…if you are not happy, then dun see loh!…260803~1725h~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-106216037062034973?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106216037062034973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106216037062034973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106216037062034973' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-106216010744864892</id><published>2003-08-29T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-29T20:28:27.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Anyway I jus came back from school… got Physics mock exam today…I cheated like crazy loh… and I feel kind of bad about it…cause if I don’t score well for this exam, I AM DOOMED… but if I scored well, I won’t be happy since I rely on references- textbook and friends… you know it’s like my row right… we just sit together and start DICUSSING about the paper… just imagine: when you only see the 4 of us sitting there, you will most probably think that we were doing some worksheets and were busy discussing!…I am really scared… ‘cause this paper is actually not very difficult… but I just don’t know how to do it!… I seriously want to get &lt;15points for prelim… and I want to score at least a B for physics… but it just seems like ‘mission impossible’… but I guess the actual fact is that I have not put in enough effort… I think right now not even 10% yet…so let’s work harder for O’s and may everyone score beautiful marks! ^_^260803~1745~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-106216010744864892?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106216010744864892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106216010744864892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106216010744864892' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-106154881724681167</id><published>2003-08-22T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-22T18:40:17.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>frm sep onwards there will be no more surf-for-free for starhub...so i wun be updating my blog until lyk after O' Level... but it's gd in a sense i can concentrate on my O's and not my com... so dun miss me and see ya again in Nov!*muack*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-106154881724681167?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106154881724681167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106154881724681167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106154881724681167' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-106154819421575891</id><published>2003-08-22T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-22T18:29:54.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh god!… I am in such a HAPPY MOOD I can’t wait to CELEBRATE!!!!… ARRRHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!… haha… guess what have JUST happened?!… I sat in front of my BLOODY computer… waiting for that stupid Blaster.Worm to be clear… and after HALF AND HOUR wait… the worm was cleared… so I LOGGED IN to the internet… to go to mircosoft.com to mend my COMPUTER cause the programme says that my computer VUNLERABLE… and here is the height of today’s story… THAT BLOODY VIRUS ATTACK MY COM. AGAIN!!!… RIGHT AFTER I MENT IT!!!!… I really don’t know what to do…tell me which one should I do…to give my COM. A PUNCH… or GIVE MYSELF A PUNCH?!… hahaha… this joke is really FUNNY right?… and now I have to SIT for another !/2 hour to wait for that VIRUS to be CLEARED… provided that I can’t connect to internet anymore!!!…because if I connect again… THAT STUPID WORM WILL COME AGAIN…and my com will RESTART itself AGAIN… so in another words… I can never use INTERNET AT HOME AGAIN!!!…regardless if that virus is cleared… I feel like punching something… GOD!… someone please come and help me!… I want to use internet!!!!… I want to edit my blog at home!!!… by the way… nobody will get to see this entry if my com is not repaired… but it does not mean that my com is mend if this entry is posted up… cause I think most probably… I will be so desperate until I save everything inside a disk and post all these entries in school…got 8 tests next week, see ya! ~ 170803~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Sylvia’s house today… to try on the graduation gowns that Novelia had kindly left behind for me… there were two… and seriously none suits me… I mean look at me… I just don’t have that girlie face to suit all those elegant gowns… and secondly, I don’t like to wear dresses!!… one is pure white and the other is pink… I prefer neither one. I have no choice but to borrow one… because firstly, I do not want to spend a bid sum of money on a piece of cloth that I am going to wear once only, I mean you don’t see people wearing evening gowns on the street, even in like Paris?!… secondly, Sylvia has been very kind as to beg her cousin to leave those two dresses for ME and MYSELF only… okay, let’s talk about the dresses… I borrowed the white one…but I don’t really like it… cause there are several reasons…&lt;br /&gt;1.	I am very fat and the colour WHITE just ENHANCES my ugly, disgusting shape, especially my big butt and meaty waist…&lt;br /&gt;2.	The dress fits me quite well, and that’s bad okay… &lt;br /&gt;3.	the material is just so transparent that you can see whatever undies I am wearing inside, even when it is skin colour…&lt;br /&gt;4.	I am short and the dress designed in such a way that it ENHANCES my shortness, it just makes me look shorter and rounder and fatter… &lt;br /&gt;5.	the hem of the dress fall nicely on my carves and this ENHANCES my big carves, making them look much bigger than usual…&lt;br /&gt;6.	the neckline of the dress is so low that I can see half of my sports bra being exposed…so jus imagine the lowness of the neckline…&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t choose the pink one because I dislike pink and it was too short for me, like a mini dress I should say…anyway, we went out to do some shopping… look for shoes!… I was really nervous and excited about it because it was my very first time, in my entire life. That I was going to buy things without my mother… I am referring to clothing and shoes… I was really scared that my mother would not like the shoes after I bought it… but I went ahead to orchard… we went to prettyfit… at first I saw this pair which I thought matched the dress very well… but I didn’t buy it as it was $49.90… and it was too girlie for me… my mother asked me to get something that I will wear after the graduation… and so I chose another pair with little heels and beads sewn on top… I seriously don’t think I look nice in heels or any kind of sandals, you know those more ladylike kind… but I think at least I may wear this pair again in the future, cause it goes well with pants too!… the problem is that it doesn’t really match the gown and I am afraid that the teachers would not allow me to wear it as it’s like slippers… but who cares… I am only going to wear the gown for a few hours only so it doesn’t matter if they match or not, and if the teachers don’t allow me to wear that pair of sandals, I will go in with sports shoes!!! ~160803~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-106154819421575891?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106154819421575891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106154819421575891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106154819421575891' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-106154811939267762</id><published>2003-08-22T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-22T18:28:39.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so sad lohz... my com is been ATTACKED!!!...by tt bloody new virus...it's like my com restarted 6 times in 15mins yesterday... and i didn't even open my mail box loh...i jus log on to the internet and...... my father says tt tis new virus can pass down w/o needing the user checkin' their email...once u haf XP and is accessible to internet, u'll most probably be 'down'...but luckily i can get rid of it w/o reprogramming my com...or else i'll lose all my POP photos...and music...and games.... esp. the SIMS and ZOO TYCOON...budden cos' the newspaper said tt it's believed tt the virus is going to have another round of attack on Fri and Sat, my mum asked me to repair the com on Sun, so to make sure tt the virus wun attack us again after we repair it...and btw, tis stupid virus is designed to attack mircosoft, esp WINDOW XP...i m so unlucky lohz...i mean last time when mircosoft came out with new window...not so much problems... it's only when it's XP...then all the problems started to come...but i still like to use XP...can't help it...&lt;br /&gt;the problem is that i can't use internet now... if i use internet, the window will close down in 1min time...got countdown somemore...see, i m writing tis entry using notepad...*sighz*...i got so much thing i want to do o the internet lohz...and now i can't do anything becos' of tis stupid virus... now i finally understand the feeling of those pple whose com broke down or internet got prob... i didn't understand their feeling and thought it was okay even w/o internet wad... i mean u wun die becos' u can't access internet rite?... i m not so addicted to my com lahz...but i haf tis temptation to use internet now...*sighz*...guess i haf to REN!!!&lt;br /&gt;tt day i gave my juniors letters...at 1st i thought the letters were so touching 'till they can move pple to tears... then after tt i seriously thought tt the letters r damn stupid lohz...and i regretted giving them...i was so scared they will laugh at wad i wrote loh... but i was really surprised to hear frm other juniors tt 2 of my jrs were really touched...and they cried!... i went to ask them...i even called them to ask if they cried...but they dun want to tell me!!!...ARRHHHHH!!!...they purposely dun want to tell me the word tt i long to hear... tt they 'CRIED'... they kept on tellin' moi tt 'we were  very sad loh, then like that loh'....so irritating!!!...neva mind... i m goin' to force the word out frm their mouths...the word tt i want to hear...NO MATTER WAD...*evil laughter*...&lt;br /&gt;i changed back to tis disgustin' template tt blogger provide...becos' there is loads of problems with tt stupid skin...so i'll look for a nicer one...and changed it sooner or later...anyway...it's the content tt matters rite?...so jus bear wif this eyesore 4 awhile lahz...'kae?...it's time to study...got 2 tests tomorrow...and 8 next week...so exciting rite?...*sighz*...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-106154811939267762?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106154811939267762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106154811939267762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106154811939267762' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-106154803986783718</id><published>2003-08-22T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-22T18:27:19.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A letter from me to you…&lt;br /&gt;*you should know who u r…but u won’t know that you have cost me so much pain…never mind…I jus want to voice out my feeling…but if u dun wan to get hurt…dun read this letter…I will not review your identities here…and I’ll NEVER tell u who u r…even if you come and ask me…I will pretend to be smiling and tell you I was not referring to you…*&lt;br /&gt;jus read your blog…I was kind of affected by wad u said…I was initially sad about leaving u also…then suddenly I remembered a lot of things that happened…&amp; that’s y I m writing all these down… actually y do I have to feel so sad…no pt what…I jus realised that I dun mean a thing to anyone at all… to u…my existence is nothing but 4 your entertainment… if u need me, like u r bored or something…then u come to me…if not…I will be dump at a corner…while u…r being occupied in your own little conversation… which can be shared with anybody except me…actually most of u r nice people…listen to me… keep my secrets…but only u… caused me so much pain…maybe my family is the only one I can trust…the one I can rely on…I know I m really mean to sae all these but ‘this’ s the truth!’…I m jus a lucky chap who only c the truth, the reality…it merely means that I m saying bye² to this bunch of people…&amp; know another bunch who will treat me exactly the way u did…I m not trying to attract attention here…I m jus writing wad I feel… but as usual, u won’t believe me rite?… … &amp; I have been so naïve, so foolish, so stupid … ha… my arse!…u were jus being apathetic…to u… …doesn’t make a difference…&amp; there r so many other examples…of u all out-casting me…but I dun want to say it here, say it now… cause they are like daggers, stabbing into my heart… I tried my best…to let u all accept me as a part of u… but all the efforts I have put in has gone down the drain…u probably think that I am a person who only know how to joke right?… I have only proven to you that I am nothing but a joker… I mean when did you respect me?… when did anyone listen to me when I speak?…all the things that come out from my mouth is nothing but TRASH, right?…my existence is merely for your benefits and enjoyment… u just know how to use me… no wonder all my friendships don’t last…cause they all looked at my as an entertainment…so I doubt this one is going to last either…maybe among you…the close friends…but not between me and you…my hand is trembling now…my heart is bleeding inside…whenever I think of u…I feel like dying…someone help me…I don’t want to think this way but I can’t help it…if I post this entry…lots of people will be hurt and offended… I don’t want to hurt anyone but I can’t help myself from thinking this way…I want u to know how I feel…I am not a puppet for your entertainment…I am a HUMAN who has feelings…like u do…when did you treated me as one?…nobody care about me except my family…I hate myself… I have to fake as if I didn’t mind the things that u did to me but the real me did mind, A LOT…I had been hurt in primary&amp; I don’t want to be hurt again…so I change…I feel like dying…the hurt that is from people surrounding me didn’t disappear…they just come back to me in another form…it feels like nobody understands me…I don’t understand myself even!…I don’t understand why I am writing all these… ‘we’re friends right?’…what rubbish!…you didn’t even treat me like a person…why will you treat me as a friend?…has anybody ever bothered to listen to me?…what am I doing…I’m so self-centred…but aren’t you?…all u think about is yourselves and you push me about…to take advantage from me…I’m self-centred…but at least I bothered to care about others sometimes…I am so ugly…&amp; no point telling me that I am not…cause I know I am…even my inside is rotten…or else why will I be writing all these?… all these mean and hurting stuff…ha… I claimed that people hurt me… but isn’t it what I am doing now?…but I didn’t do it like you…you hurt me straight in the face…while I use words… I hate you!… I don’t have to face you…not anymore…I know u dislike me…then why didn’t you tell me?… is it very fun to see me enjoying myself in this fake happiness…I know… how can I be compared to the others…you are together for so long…I am just an intruder to you right?… most probably you are enjoying yourself… that I couldn’t even tell that you were faking it all along…ha…I tell you what…you won!…I was cheated… I thought you accepted me… but I was not…why must you hurt me this way?… it is painful you know…especially you!… you should know who you are…you hurt me so much…I am not a joke machine…I am a human…so dun force me to do anything that I did not want to…and you!…stop pushing me about like as if you are the princess…I just realised that the person I dislike is actually the most harmless… &amp; the ones that I thought were nice…are the ones who hurt me the most…you might not realise it…but all the things you did hurt me…&amp; did you ever think before you open your mouths?…even if they were meant to be jokes…YOU ARE NOT FORGIVEN!…you bossed me about and you think it’s fun right?…it’s interesting right?…why will you miss me?…the one and only reason is that nobody is going to entertainment you right?…so STOP WRITING ALL THOSE HYPOCRITICAL STUFF in my autograph book…one side of me don’t want you to read this…cause I don’t want to destroy the friendships between us…even if it’s not real…but the other side of me want to…to see how much I can hurt you…to u…I am just someone who know how to fool around…when I was speaking sense…you ignored me cause it’s not entertaining…what the fuck…what is the point of living if my life is only served as a tool, and entertaining tool to other people…but I won’t die…not now…I don’t want to hurt my family, my beloved family cause they will be the only one weeping for my death…to you…my death will only mean that you lose one form of entertainment…I know after you read this…but it will be quite impossible as you won’t know that I am referring to you, don’t know that you had hurt me so much …you may come to me and tell me that what I said are wrong…that everyone respect me as a person… but inside you, you will look down on me even more, thinking that I am a weirdo and stuff…I am prepared…if you don’t want to acknowledge me as your friend…that you want to ignore me completely…I can understand…I can picture myself in your shoes…u only come to me when u need to use me…I don’t have a placing in anybody’s heart…including mine…I hate myself for being so ugly, so cruel, so heartless…to say all these…but I can’t help it…I am always the one who is being throw around…&amp; I always do it because I wanted to be nice…you always demanded me to do things that I dun like… but I have never, and I swear, never push people around as I like…it is depressing you know…I felt like I am being bullied…in other form though…I was an outsider and still am…  hey! I am a person &amp; so I deserve respect as a person… I am really depressed…please…anyone…please help me get out of this misery!… someone please help me!… I can’t breath anymore…I am trapped in my own depression…I am sinking deeper and deeper into my own stupid misery…I am sick and tired of my ugly side… someone… anyone…please help me…wake me up…* my heart is bleeding, and bleeding whenever I think about you, think about all those things that you did…I can’t help it… I hated it…but I yeaned to see the hurt across your faces… it gives me security and satisfaction…arrrhhhh!…I am so disgusted with myself, I am actually so cruel…I am turning insane!!!* 090803 ~2205h~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+in the end, I post this up… I really don’t know how to face you now…all the incidents that happened is nothing much actually…they were all very minor things…nobody would have taken note of them…I was just being superbly over-sensitive…but now I have this thought about you &amp; I don’t know if things can ever be the same again…please forgive me…+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-106154803986783718?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106154803986783718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106154803986783718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106154803986783718' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-106041147108762388</id><published>2003-08-09T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-09T14:44:31.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I m kinda down right now…cos’ I just passed out yesterday…even though I haf been waitin’ 4 this day since lyk…hmmm…sec.3?!…but when the day really arrived…I dun feel gd at all!!!…I suddenly feel lyk I dun belong anywhere…kinda lost u noe…*sighz*…we went out yesterday and it was really fun…jus tt I was not very satisfied wif the price and the service I got frm Seoul Garden…and when my section come to my house it was kinda borin’ too…but I enjoyed myself though…and I found it so amazin’…I m very new to this section…I jus joined them 4 lyk less than 1 yr…but the treat me jus the same as the other sec.4s!!… I still remembered when ms xia asked me to change section tt time…I was damn angry and sad loh…cos’ I haf to be in a different section as Sylvia…then we can’t tok durin’ band practs anymore… and I was scared aso cos’ I dunnoe any juniors frm trombone section…I was and still am very happy tt I get along with them quite well…in fact, I would dare to say tt we get  along very well…I mean I dun push them around and they are not afraid of me…we joked and laughed… we tok ‘bout serious stuff(seldom though) n rubbish…now tink about it…I really haf to thx ms. Xia 4 transferring me…if not…I wouldn’t haf the chance to get to noe all my great juniors frm trombone!!!and 4 sylvia too…if I had not transfer section, she wun even be tokin’ to the juniors…I mean I wun even be interactin’ wif other pple cos’ I haf Sylvia to tok to wat…so the transfer thingy actually did gd and no harm…after they got home…I wrote individual letters to them…my 4 juniors…wonder wat’s their reaction after they read my letters…hope it touch them so much ‘till  they cry…*hahahaha*…and I really scared they dun take wat I said in the letters seriously…cos’ I really³ meant wad I said…tis mornin’ I went to look 4 my juniors in the kbcc…I jus want to pass them sth…and to get my shoes back…then they greeted me…in the very formal way u noe…lyk the way they greet the t’chers…I haf been thinkin’ tt it’s so fun 4 them to greet me tt way…and I was very happy about it…but then when it really happened todae morning…I was kinda embarrassed…I suddenly felt so old…it’s lyk only yesterday when we were still sectionmates…and now…the next day…I haf ‘upgrade’ to their seniors…hu they haf to greet  formally…now I finally understand y the seniors always run away when we greeted them…ha…u’ll only understand the feelin’ when u haf experienced it…yesterday…my section gave us the sec 4s so much presents!!!…I was very surprised when they give us the ring…and tt bloody tissue box cover…it is cute though…but it DOESN’T look lyk ME ‘kae…ALICIA CHEAH….and the balloon!!…and the flower frm cheryl and Alicia…and so³ much more!…I somehow think tt I dun really deserved all these presents…cos’ I haf not really did my part as a band member and as a senior… I m really² happy and grateful about the fact tt I get to noe my sectionmates…they really brighten up my life in band…wif them laughing at my stupid lame jokes…I seriously think tt if I had joined trombone section earlier…or even right frm the start…then my life in band would not be so bad…I may turn out to love band even…becos’ I’ve got my wonderful juniors and sectionmates!!!…but there is no use regrettin’ now…I mean it’s over…so should jus look ahead and work 4 a brighter future and try to live w/o regrets…*sighz*… I really wish tt I can go &amp; visit them somtime in the near future…maybe after o’s…but the prob is tt gylynn doesn’t really wants to go back…tt means I haf to look 4 other pple… I tink I’ll go back…cos’ I really miss my section pple…but I’ll wait 4 them to come &amp; BEG moi to go back…best if they go down on their knees…cos’ I like to feel lyk a princess!!!…*evil laughter*…okay…let’s tok about some arseholes in band now…yesterday b4 POP, mr. Wong told us tt some sec.4s leak out the post holders thing b4 POP…and since nobody own up…he punished ALL the sec. 4s for it… and I noe hu they r…but I wun be so mean to review their identity here…they r jus so irritating!!!…y can’t they jus own up themselves since so many pple already noe tt it’s them?!…they r jus so IDIOTIC COWARDS hu haf the courage to commit the mistake and DUN haf the COURAGE to ADMIT the own MISTAKES…I wonder how they feel right now…got the whole squad into trouble…if they dun feel guilty…then they r not WORTHY to be called HUMAN…they r WORSE than BEASTS and BASTARDS!!!…they r so FILTHY tt no word can describe the 2 of them… and I m scoldin’ them on their COWARDISM…not on the fact tt they leak the secret…cos’ some1 told me about the post last yr aso…when I was not supposed to noe…but we kept it among ourselves…and tt  BITCH in sec3…I shouldn’t name her either…how can she be so NAÏVE and STUPID and BRAINLESS?!…I neva see someone so DUMB in my life b4…if u noe about the secret…then keep it to urself…y go and tell others about it…tryin’ to be NICE by INFORMING others is it?!…and she is IDIOTIC enuff to actually go &amp; asked her section leader if she really got the post…how THICK can she get?!…I m really speechless…on her STUPIDITY... I m really tired liaoz…only slept 4 6hrs yesterday…spent an average of 1 hr on each letter…so next time see you again!~1315h~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-106041147108762388?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106041147108762388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106041147108762388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106041147108762388' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-106040940954830873</id><published>2003-08-09T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-29T20:27:08.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi! it’s me again. I have decided to post one more entry here before 1st sep, so let’s see wad can we talk about that’s interesting… hmmm…u know I read quite a lot of people’s blogs before… and some are REALLY boring…I mean their  lives are really that boring?… okay, I think my life is boring too… get up and go to school, have lessons and revision tests and check answers for test papers…then eat lunch and stay back for either self-study or mock exams…then go home and read newspaper… then study, daydream and eat dinner… and at the end of the day, go to sleep… but I think somehow there is going to be some extraordinary things happened right?… like your teacher is a bitch or something…I didn’t know that people write so boring things in their diaries… I mean it has been a habit for me to write LONG ³ entries on ONE INCIDENT… then I will start bitching everyone that has irritated me…and I am doing the same thing now… scolding people!… who cares if they see it?…that is how I feel what…if you are not happy, then dun see loh!…260803~1725h~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-106040940954830873?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106040940954830873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/106040940954830873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106040940954830873' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-105703388254637291</id><published>2003-07-01T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-01T12:31:22.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>halo jaq! hahas. finished on the template! hope its ok! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-105703388254637291?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/105703388254637291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/105703388254637291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105703388254637291' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-105696759577164093</id><published>2003-06-30T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-30T18:06:35.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haf cooled down now and I should go on wif my normal bitching about SOMEONE… I realised I haf not been updating my blog 4 long, but hu cares, I mean or else wat m I doin’ now right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday morning, some irritating asshole called me at 8am &amp; asked me y I didn’t go 4 that bloody band vamp…&amp; a few seconds after I put down the phone, she called again, &amp; this time, it was tt bitching mr. Wong, y bitch, not bastard?! becos’ he acts so much like a woman tt the only thing differentiating him from a woman is his private part…aniwae, he asked me again y I wasn’t at the camp…&amp; after a long² explaination, he said, ‘then you come down tomorrow lah, tomorrow very impt, got practice from 9~12’, I haf no other excuse to tell him so I had to go…&amp; u noe wat?…tt practice was indeed so impt…my ARSE!…I did nothing but play the same old thing tt I haf been playing since last yr…and the conductor wasn’t even there!…I haf jus wasted 2 hrs of my precious time doing nothing!…I think it would be more worthwhile if I haf spent the time watching TV or daydreaming…at least I was entertained…someone told me he was pissed off after toking to me in the phone…so?!…like I not irritated like tt... getting this kind of morning call…*puke*…so on tue morning, I went to skool, &amp; cos’ I’ve got CIP at 1pm @ sembawang library…so I went to ask tt bitch (mr. Wong I mean) if I could go off I hr earlier, so I will haf time to eat and travel…guess wat he said? ‘where are u going to do ur CIP? sembawang? Need so much time to go there meh? It is not very far away wat! blah³’…I mean it’s lyk…hullo!…does he think tt I can fly there or sth?…how can he expect me to go home, change, eat &amp; travel in 1 hr time, does he tink he has got a wonderwoman as his student or sth, huh?…but I haf got my wish… he was wif a few t’chers so he can’t reject me…=þ…aniwae, I would haf given him a punch if he was not my teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, I found out frm my mate tt most of those pple hu didn’t turn up 4 camp did not give parent letter b4hand, they merely told their section leader their reason 4 not going and tt’s it, exactly wat I did, too!… &amp; so y m I the only one hu was called up &amp; the one &amp; only one hu was being forced to go back 4 a meaningless band practice?!… y dose tt bloody Elaine fang always haf 2 pick on me?!…I didn’t even do anything wrong!…I remembered very clearly tt I told her I’ve got CIP &amp; I can’t turn up 4 the band camp, she even said, ‘oh, okok’…wat did I do to deserve tis kind of treatment?!…just becos’ I hate band?!…I mean everyone has sth they hate wat, I can’t help it…it is jus my luck tt I haf choose sth I hate to be my CCA… it is jus as ridiculous as beating someone jus becos’ tt person dislike tomatoes…I would even understand if ur reason of dislike is becos’ of their faces loh…ridiculous u noe!…if only I could turn back time, I would rather stay in my old section, even the old SL is irritating, but she wouldn’t pick on me the way Elaine fang does!!!…&amp; this is not the very first time loh… I mean there is umpteen times when she ‘ACCIDENTALLY’ slipped my name off her mind when she was passing down msgs, mostly regarding the new band practices dates and time, and then on tt very day of band pract, she will call me up &amp; asked me to go 4 band immediately, actin’ as if she’s lyk a saint, a very responsible and caring section leader hu always call to find out y their members r not in band…oh I jus remembered…she always call me, &amp; me only…I mean I never see her calling other pple in the section if they are not present… I bet my number is already stored in her address bk…OH MY GOH, I FEEL SO HONOURED I WANT TO CRY!!!…*wateva*…and the worst thing of all is tt, I went down 4 2 hrs for really nothing!!!…my attendance is obviously not counted tt day as I was already absent frm the camp…I mean lyk, hullo?..do u tink I go 4 CCA to play music?!…I was jus giving face to my attendance only…or else u think wat?…I m not lyk those freak u noe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read my entries again &amp; I really tink I sounds like some kind of angry teenage hu feel no happiness lyk tt…but as I said, I dun haf the habit if writing down happy stuff, when I m happy, I would rather do other things than writing them down, so…anyway, it is only those pple in my CCA tt I bitch about wat, mostly…I mean wat they do is so sickening…so sick tt I want to vomit them out…*puke*…if u ask me to name a kind of pple tt I hate the most…jus ONE kind…I would definitely tell u…HYPOCRITE!!!…I dun tink I m one…becos’ if I dun like tt person, I dun act as if I lyk her, at most I would jus be expressionless, tt’s my strength anyway…showin’ no expression at all…and sadly…most of my squad mates are nothing but hypocrites…but I haf no choice but to hate them wat…anyway…I haf decided to use a fake name… to protect my identity u noe, in case someone go &amp; tell mr. Wong about my blog…it’s not tt I m being a coward or anything, it’s jus tt I still want to live to a ripe old age u noe, and in less than 6 mouths, I will be out of this skool, so I dun want to create anymore trouble … but aniwae, my frens would noe tt tis is my blog wat, so it doesn’t really matter… I haf to get my hair cut liaoz… really want to cut like Takuya Kimura… but dun haf the courage…anyway, bye! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-105696759577164093?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/105696759577164093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/105696759577164093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105696759577164093' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-105696558916922237</id><published>2003-06-30T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-30T17:33:09.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finished reading harry potter 5- and the order of the phoenix on 24/6 (Tue)… i myself thought that i was reading quite fast, provided that normally i take one week or so to finish a bk wif 300 over pgs… jus can’t resist the power of harry potter man… it’s like there is a magnet there attracting me &amp; I jus can’t take the bk away frm me…I still feel so down &amp; sad, even after so many days tt I haf finished reading &amp; da bk is not even wif me (my fren borrowed it right after I finished it)… it’s jus a pain in my heart and wheneva I think about harry potter, my heart jus flip and the feeling of sadness jus start stirring itself in my mind… and it’s not bullshit ‘kae…I really feel it one u noe… bks or movies always affect me very easily, and I mean… VERY EASILY… I remembered watchin’ tis movie 3 times…and I still feel the sadness the third time I watched it… not counting that I haf read the bk thrice too… by the way…the movie is called ‘Love Letter’, it is a Jap movie and I haf got the VCD…there is a bk on tt movie but I didn’t buy it…I borrowed it frm library…my frens tell me tt the movie is boring…but it makes me feel for the characters inside the movie, so I like it a lot…yah, I like all those bks and movies and shows that can make me cry and be touched by it…maybe becos’ I haven’t been feeling for long…like I dunnoe wat’s the feeling of sadness and real happiness anymore, being forced to put on a mask in front of pple…well, I dunnoe…aniwae, as I was toking about harry potter 5…I was reading the last few chapters of harry potter and my face was never dry…the box of tissue paper was right beside me and I really wonder how many trees haf been wasted by me… aniwae, y did Sirius haf to die?…y?…I jus dun understand…his life is so tragic…&amp; when I thought harry &amp; he could be together, he died!!!… Sirius is such a gd godfather, he is the only hu harry can rely on as a relative, the only living relative he left in the magical world… Sirius meant everything to harry, and so is harry to Sirius, now harry is left alone again…I could feel the pain 4 harry potter and I m serious…it is like someone trying to tear ur heart into pieces…I almost died at those parts when harry was trying to look 4 Sirius…at so many points, I thought he was going to succeed…but he didn’t, and it jus feel like someone have lifted my heart right up at the top of the roller coaster and dropped it down onto the ground…if only harry had not take his dream seriously…if only he had remember the mirror and use it…if only…*sighz*…&lt;br /&gt;Should stop tokin’ about harry potter now, I m feeling really down…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-105696558916922237?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/105696558916922237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5375403/posts/default/105696558916922237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105696558916922237' title=''/><author><name>+abrac[A]dabra*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09882478268642767678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5375403.post-105531026789344353</id><published>2003-06-11T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-11T13:44:35.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been so long since i update my blog... and so much thing happened!!!...can't believe it!...Chinese O'Level is OVER!!!no more chinese for the rest of the year!!!...anyway...a lot of things happened and i didn't haf the time to update ...u noe all the tests and O'Level and stuff...antway, i tink i should stop crapping...&lt;br /&gt;last friday...my class did sth really wild and 'brave'...we were supposed to have our EL paper 2 trial exam that afternoon...budden b4 tt we had already arranged wif our EL t'cher tt we would take the exam at 12.30 rather than 2.30...so we can go home earlier and study our CL as we would have our O's paper on next Monday.. suddenly, our EL HOD announced on FRIDAY tt day tt everyone has to take the paper at 2.30, and 'NO MORE PRIVATE ARRANGEMENT WITH YOUR ENGLISH TEACHER!'...my class were so angry lohz...i mean we are takin' our O's 3 days later...and thay want us to wait until 4pm b4 we go home...if we take it at 12.30, then we could go home at 2... c the difference?!...so my class went on STRIKE!... we decided to skip the trial exam...as it is not much diff from a normal test...the EL HOD was so angry she said she is giving all of us zero...but it wun affect our prelim or O's wat...so it doesn't really matter...&lt;br /&gt;i am still angry at those pple in my cca...they are all bitched man!...they are all so irresponsible lohz... those in express were excused from CCA one week earlier than the rest of the CCA...then nobody informed us about the practices during the june holiday...it is like...i only knew in yesterday morning tt there was CCA tt afternoon...and tt was my friend hu told me...and it is not the very first time already...my fucking Section Leader always 'ACCIDENTALLY' forget to inform me about practices...and that happened for like thousand million times liaoz lohz...it is like everybody in the CCA knows about the message except ME?!...it is so obvious tt she did it(i mean them) on purpose one lohz...i bet tt she dislike me...anyway, enough of all these bitching...i want to play the Sims liaoz...so bye!...see u next time!&lt;br /&gt;*can anyone pls kindly tell me where can i get new template?...cos' mine really sux!thx!*  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-105531026789344353?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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that i am an angry person...just that i hef better thingd to do when something happen...like talk to my poster of Takuya Kimura....joking!^_^...... today went to skool for a talk...so angey lohz... i thought after CCA stand down then i can haf good Fri sleep...then i still haf to go to skool...but i rather go for lessons and talks and workshops than go 4 CCA lohz...CCA sucks!(refering to mine)...the tok was damn boring...regret going...should haf told my mom i dun haf to go skool...but i least i got this bk back and it's worthy afterall...the test of personality is quite true...i m really scared of rejection and critism...so please dun reject me..hahahaha...thay say Bill Gates...tt Mirosoft CEO is same as me... feel so proud of myself...use internet 4 quite long liaoz...so bye!¬&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5375403-105437268355479544?l=dapowerofabracadabra.blogspot.com' alt='' 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