<?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-5639889</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:41:17.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'> x leighanne ; </title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>252</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639889.post-111053448097875424</id><published>2005-03-11T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T17:48:00.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Pills</title><summary type='text'>two words : spring break.well it's our spring break now so yeabackbymonday's playing at third place todayed's going to be there and i'm thinking abt going down to scare him.heh hehyou know you love me edwin yew !ANYWAY.guess i'll be homework-ing alot this weeksince my mom cancelled the flight to goldcoast / brisbanebooboos.i want to go towning please.MELhahaha how's your honeymoon with claire ? :</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/111053448097875424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/111053448097875424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111053448097875424' title='Red Pills'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-111037640115729980</id><published>2005-03-09T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T21:58:35.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Suicide Note.</title><summary type='text'>hahah saw (lemony snicket's) a series of unfortunate events on saturday (and hitch on sunday)emily browning is so pretty.but they got so many things wrong in the movie pleaselike the sequencing.and klaus is supposed to wear his specs, not display them.ANYWAY.mr chan changed all our places in class and i'm sitting right in front !grrr.i'm like half a metre away from the whiteboard and i miss </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/111037640115729980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/111037640115729980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111037640115729980' title='My Suicide Note.'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-110993052432003566</id><published>2005-03-04T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T18:02:04.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So You Stole My Heart</title><summary type='text'>we had bio prac todayhahah somehow i ended up spilling bicarbonate indicator all down my frontwhile MEL just stood there staring while i said SHITSHITSHIT.gee, thanks mel :Danyway.towned with mellaye ;hahaha she scared the daylights out of claire.mellaye :mondays with elf, gnome and mel (the only normal one) ! :Dclaire :i loveee you too !spinning ;pug jelly : ransom letter</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110993052432003566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110993052432003566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110993052432003566' title='So You Stole My Heart'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-110942946017181842</id><published>2005-02-26T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T22:51:00.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe, Baby</title><summary type='text'>self-awareness camp and jgs round 2 yesti had to leave camp halfway through and rush for debateanyway congratulations to ri for winning us :D(gill and al i'm still very very proud of you two).aft team 1's speech i had to rush home then go back to camprachel my royal princess told me to go back the next morning instead hahahaand i purchased kaleni, who's now state land. :DDwhen my parents sent me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110942946017181842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110942946017181842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110942946017181842' title='Maybe, Baby'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-110907681278349093</id><published>2005-02-22T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T21:02:16.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treehuggers</title><summary type='text'>al, gill and i prepped at subway (far east) yesthahaha you should have heard the crap we came up withTHE LEAFal : we're the treehugger team. we're full of love and we'll never leaf each other.today was almost as bad but at least we have SOMETHINGlike val and her featherdusters.trng tomorrowshit.MISTRESSEE :hello mistressee ! quick, propose to me so we can get married and dump rachel in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110907681278349093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110907681278349093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110907681278349093' title='Treehuggers'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-110865084918869695</id><published>2005-02-17T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T22:34:09.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Billy S</title><summary type='text'>HELLOokay i haven't updated in ages but yeatoday during recess we threw ice cubes down mellaye's back:Dand in geog the two of us gave ourselves As for the structured questionsjo teo sprung a surprise lit test in which i "wrote too slowly"bloody hellhahahajgs again next fridayon my self-awareness camp daywhat is with the screwed up schedules i have.and all of us are on the same level for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110865084918869695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110865084918869695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110865084918869695' title='Billy S'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-110793821526836755</id><published>2005-02-09T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T17:56:48.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm So Moving On</title><summary type='text'>do you notice i'm gone?where do you run to so far away?i want you to know thati miss you, i miss you soi want you to know thati miss you, i miss you soHE WANTED HER, SHE'D NEVER TELLSECRETLY SHE WANTED HIM AS WELL.spinning ;hoobastank : disappear</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110793821526836755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110793821526836755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110793821526836755' title='I&apos;m So Moving On'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-110769529953179964</id><published>2005-02-06T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T21:08:19.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Against All Authority</title><summary type='text'>monica is evilstayed over at her house yest nighttalked and talked till mon fell asleep,then talked with mellayemon was waking up every 10 minutes saying shhhh.we didn't know if she was sleeptalking or whatever hahahaand when i was trying to sleepmellaye was messaging AHEMAHEM and the blue light was bouncing off the walls.so yes we protested violently when mon woke us up at 6 am.at holy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110769529953179964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110769529953179964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110769529953179964' title='Against All Authority'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-110751708141128659</id><published>2005-02-04T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T17:59:16.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Konstantine</title><summary type='text'>my weekend is so screwed upi have to finish all my homework by tonight.either that or pon school on monday :DVCs tomorrow from 8 freaking am till 7 freaking pmafter which i'll have to meet mellaye and go to mon's housethen maybe town till abt 11 pm ? :DDMELLAYE LET'S GO ICE CUBE !!!sunday ; mon's church at 7 freaking am till nooni have to figure out a way to fit in SLEEP.*leighanne</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110751708141128659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110751708141128659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110751708141128659' title='Konstantine'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-110697909207163257</id><published>2005-01-29T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T21:03:07.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IJ Team 2</title><summary type='text'>jgs last night ;i am SO proud of gillian and alessa - i'm so sorry i screwed up with the 5 minute rebuttalsgill it was fantastic for your first time and alessa what can i say ? you're best speaker ! you really deserved it.I LOVE YOU MICHY.ju you really rock our socksnalli i love you for giving me reply help !!trishwish and mellayewellaye thank you both so much for coming - it really meant </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110697909207163257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110697909207163257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110697909207163257' title='IJ Team 2'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-110683810724021641</id><published>2005-01-27T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T23:01:47.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Go To School For</title><summary type='text'>HELLOdouble free period today cos miss teo didn't come up for lit again!i guess we were talking too loudlysee claire neubronner's blog for details hahahaanyway.JGS IN19 HOURS AND 2 MINUTES /21 HOURS AND 32 MINUTES.mel :mellayewellayeness / smellanie ! : Dcharleen :hello ah ma!val :aye don't make fun of my sore throat hahahaclaire :oh sorry ! I LOVE CLAIRE heh heh i have two </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110683810724021641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110683810724021641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110683810724021641' title='What I Go To School For'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-110674810839970343</id><published>2005-01-26T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T22:03:35.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Me Over When I'm Gone</title><summary type='text'>we had free period for lit again today !hahah claire and her magic strepsils.(CLAIRE I NEED ANOTHER ONE)training tomorrow again !trish and mel are coming on fridayI LOVE TRISHWISH AND MELLAYEWELLAYE !jlc :HI JOHN !michy :HELLO MICHY ! I AM NOT A DITZ.claire :my throat sucks ! my voice has been reduced to a squeak.amanda :YOU'RE WELCOME !! HAHAHAmel :hello mellayewellayeness </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110674810839970343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110674810839970343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110674810839970343' title='Take Me Over When I&apos;m Gone'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-110646732452207325</id><published>2005-01-23T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T16:02:04.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell Me That It's Over</title><summary type='text'>i can't live without youcan't breathe without you i dream about you honestlytell me that it's overbecause the world is spinning and i'm still livingit wont be right if we're not in it togethertell me that it's overand i'll be the first to godon't want to be the last to knowdon't want to be the one to chase youbut at the same time you're the heart that i call homei'm always stuck with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110646732452207325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110646732452207325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110646732452207325' title='Tell Me That It&apos;s Over'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-110629884744125450</id><published>2005-01-21T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T17:14:07.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Hell With You And All Your Friends</title><summary type='text'>they're gonna show america or busted on mtv !mwahahahand today when val and i saw who's david on mtv at michy's house we were like sitting on the sofa and arguing "he's mine !" or "no, he's mineee!"charlie's mine okay.ANYWAYmichy is hilarious.poor alessa and her char siew pao that went splatval and i got a fright when we heard a "don't eat me !" coming from the kfc mashed potato just as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110629884744125450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110629884744125450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110629884744125450' title='To Hell With You And All Your Friends'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-110605514331901557</id><published>2005-01-18T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T21:40:14.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Not Okay (I Promise)</title><summary type='text'>tricia lim peiyu will be damn happy to know that i've got no trng on thursdayHAHAH you can stop threatening me now trishwishroxy pullover ! hahahape was crap ;mel was woohoo-ing away cos she gained weighti was like : D cos i lost 1 kg since sch started ?mel and i were arguing over the understated \ overstated thing in class today and mrs siau was trying not to laugh at us i thinki love my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110605514331901557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110605514331901557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110605514331901557' title='I&apos;m Not Okay (I Promise)'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-110579200848323405</id><published>2005-01-15T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T20:26:48.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And My Addiction For Friction And Contradiction</title><summary type='text'>oopswoke up late todayso i made alessa wait like, half an hour for me at dover mrtcabbed to nus law faculty and had the briefing for vcsfound out the team match upsNO PRIZES FOR GUESSING WHO WE'RE AGAINST.when we told val who she was like "I'M NOT DEBATING."hahahaanyway.went to macs with michy mamee moomoo, alessa, moomoo boy, josh hoe, archibishop and about a million other peoplethen </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110579200848323405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110579200848323405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110579200848323405' title='And My Addiction For Friction And Contradiction'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-110570264975970129</id><published>2005-01-14T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T19:37:29.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Wanna Grow Up I Wanna Get Out</title><summary type='text'>HELLOran 2.4 km++ for pe this week and my gosh, the gradient of the slope'll kill us one daymellayewellayeness will be glad to hear i like e maths nowexcept maybe locusand accts is actually manageable nowenglish is still the best !mrs alex and her driving escapades with the ah bengsi'm finally getting everythingsparred with acs i on wednesdayi get reply now but i still need work on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110570264975970129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110570264975970129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110570264975970129' title='Don&apos;t Wanna Grow Up I Wanna Get Out'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-110508915300138695</id><published>2005-01-07T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T17:39:47.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Know You Know</title><summary type='text'>first week of school !i was the only one who brought all the books-.-hahah we all got a shock when we found out who our form teacher wasANYWAY.the rest of the teachers are goodmrs alex rocks : Dtrudy's still my chi partner !currently doing lower\upper quartile and interquartile range in e maths and i actually get this stuffahhh so many tests coming ; chi and ss next weekwith late day on</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110508915300138695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110508915300138695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110508915300138695' title='I Know You Know'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-110457043227054578</id><published>2005-01-01T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T17:07:54.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Chemical Romance</title><summary type='text'>resolutions 05# 10 points# study at least 3 hours a day# maintain straight As \ Bs throughout# do more cip# run on the track every alt. day to lose weight !# stop buying so many pairs of shoes (yea right)*leighannespinning ;yellowcard : breathing</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110457043227054578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110457043227054578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110457043227054578' title='My Chemical Romance'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-110442478662346758</id><published>2004-12-31T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T00:39:46.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One-Eighty By Summer</title><summary type='text'>ripped this off my fan's blog !what brand is your...wallet/purse ; urban connection and roxybag(s) ; deuterslipper/shoes ; esprit m)phosis no brand pedderred converse nike adidas tangs studio ahhh so many hahahasport shoes ; nikeschool uniform ; no brand !cap ; mkOne and von dutchhandphone ; nokiabracelet(s) ; 77th street ? hahahpen ; pilota4 paper ;  double aclock ; dont know ?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110442478662346758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110442478662346758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110442478662346758' title='One-Eighty By Summer'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-110425431066931979</id><published>2004-12-29T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T01:39:31.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Had Me At Hello</title><summary type='text'>just got home from nalli's partyhahah thanks for having us over and all nalli (and for all the earrings !)played daidee \ bridge the whole time with char denise tiffany jolyn grace nalli mich HAHAHmich was cursing me for having too many diamonds:/laughed with natasha stuffed ourselves and laughed somemoreand i hope ju and nalli liked their LIPS : Dmy fan :yea they were having like 50% </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110425431066931979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110425431066931979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110425431066931979' title='You Had Me At Hello'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-110414802493911117</id><published>2004-12-27T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T19:47:04.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I'm Just Bad News, Then You're A Liar</title><summary type='text'>towned with mel today !met her in school after buying sch books and handing in my phys homework finallydid far east, wisma then esprit at mandarintopshop and french connection are having sales !ahhh hahahaanywaymel rocks !thanks for a highly amusing day mellayewhat with the black \ white pictures, the yellow SLY ROCKS on the graffiti wall and pretending to be tourists all HAHAHtoo bad we</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110414802493911117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110414802493911117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110414802493911117' title='If I&apos;m Just Bad News, Then You&apos;re A Liar'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-110390270918571575</id><published>2004-12-24T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T00:52:50.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Decade Under The Influence</title><summary type='text'>hohohomerry merry christmas ! :Djoshhoe :it is not ! paul's aunty chu and i'm aunty choo ! hahahamel :post-christmas sales !!! hahahah can't wait ! anyway since you got an esprit card we shall conveniently stop by all the esprits in town and maybe 77th street too since i have the 77th street card :DDit was cool but it was all pretend*leighanne</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110390270918571575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110390270918571575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110390270918571575' title='A Decade Under The Influence'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-110354474161900266</id><published>2004-12-20T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T20:12:21.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Know You Well Enough To Know</title><summary type='text'>shit i hate last minute christmas shoppingespecially when there are giggly bimbos on 3-inch platform sandals at borders who deliberately block your way when you're looking for somethingoh wellsi think they got a shock when i asked them to excuuuse me(hahah in the tone i used with the chair-kickers when trish claire mel and i went to see the village !)anyway the busted biography is gone !</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110354474161900266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110354474161900266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110354474161900266' title='I Know You Well Enough To Know'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-110335873879694506</id><published>2004-12-18T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T16:32:18.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Do You Run To So Far</title><summary type='text'>guess what.my nokia 7280 is $928 !hahahai call it my lipstick phonetrish :tag tag tag ! hahaha did you get my christmas card ?jlc :very *nods head vigorously* hahahatyanne :huhhhhh. i want an all-american rejects poster ! :Dmel :27th ! hahahavicky :hello ! i miss you too ! hahah take care (:i know you well enough to know that you never loved me*leighanne</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110335873879694506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110335873879694506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110335873879694506' title='Where Do You Run To So Far'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-110309750785401758</id><published>2004-12-15T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T15:58:27.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Soul</title><summary type='text'>jesse mccartney : beautiful souli don't want another pretty facei don't want just anyone to holdi don't want my love to go to wastei want you and your beautiful soulyou're the one i wanna chaseyou're the one i wanna holdi wont let another minute go to wastei want you and your beautiful souli know that you are something specialto you i'd be always faithfuli want to be what you always </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110309750785401758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110309750785401758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110309750785401758' title='Beautiful Soul'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-110304565179535940</id><published>2004-12-15T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T02:34:08.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Replay</title><summary type='text'>back.went to penang ipoh kl and stopped over in malacca before coming homeshopped (a hell lot)- got my seniors' christmas pressies! :D- went with 2 pairs of shoes and came back with 5 pairs (no nice converse though HAHAH)- very. nice. expensive. earrings.ate (a hell lot too hahah)YUMYUM FOOOOOOOOOOD.went swimming and to the beachand got a tan hahah and proceeded to disgust my mom when </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110304565179535940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110304565179535940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110304565179535940' title='Replay'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-110209302086681431</id><published>2004-12-04T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T01:02:10.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Murder In Mesopotamia</title><summary type='text'>this is what happens when you put a Queen, her (evil and scheming) jester and her archbishop together.Avenging Angels --§======&gt; Ah STFU... says:queen"True love conquers all.."-Aug &lt;&lt;..hope..&gt;&gt;[Newsflash: Taufik, another product of multi-racial Singapore][Goal: JGs 2005] says:hey heyAvenging Angels --§======&gt; Ah STFU... says:Bishop over here tells me you're planning a coup"True love </summary><link rel='edit' 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as us doing some giveaway (in conjunction with class 95 i guess)his wife jamie yeo was there toodouble -.-hahah got the fcuk her fragranceand ordered one of the creative zen mp3 playersoh wellsi just counted all my shoes3rd </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110200694815518723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110200694815518723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110200694815518723' title='FCUK Her'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-110191965993429966</id><published>2004-12-01T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T00:50:38.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Cube</title><summary type='text'>LIZZIE I THOUGHT WE WERE SUPPOSED TO WEAR SHOES HAHAHyesterday ;debate training in the morningwent towning with LIZZIE! :Di was late cos of debate hahahLIZ WORE HEELS WTH I WORE MY BLUE CONVERSE OKAY.anyway we caught the later show of the invincibles incredibles at cinethe whole theatre was full of kiddies hahahahaanyway the show was goodEDNA ROCKS!hahah after the movie we rushed back</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110191965993429966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110191965993429966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110191965993429966' title='Ice Cube'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-110183132677494080</id><published>2004-12-01T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T00:15:26.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Without The E</title><summary type='text'>taking back sunday : cute without the eyour lipstick, his collardon't bother angeli know exactly what goes onwhen everything you'll get iseverything that you've wanted, princesswell which would you prefermy finger on the trigger, orme face down, down across your floorme face down, down across your floorme face down, down across your floorwell just so long as this thing's loadedand </summary><link rel='edit' 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holsLIKE HELLOyou don't just throw animals away when you don't want them anymoreanywaymy mom stepped in and told him to throw them at herhahah so we've been arguing over their namesmy siblings want to call the girl shelleyand the boy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110156780680506846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110156780680506846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110156780680506846' title='California Comes'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-110128909246740456</id><published>2004-11-24T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T17:44:14.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Way Street</title><summary type='text'>still jet-lagged.celine :HELLOOO CELINEEE!toh :hahah are we supposed to enjoy our holidays?? pfft. oh wells happy hols anyway!jlc :HELLO HELLOhols have been boring... haha hope yours have been better!nicole :hope you got a lot more freckles then and GAINED MORE WEIGHT hahahatrish :HEY JIE!!!MEL :i had fun okay hahah why are you not going to australia!!!AND DON'T FORGET TO EAT </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110128909246740456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110128909246740456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110128909246740456' title='One Way Street'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-110113751460785982</id><published>2004-11-22T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T13:29:25.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The American Boy You Used To Date, Who Would Do Anything You Say</title><summary type='text'>BACK.sat in first class on SQAHHHH PUG JELLY PLAYED AT THE PLACE RIGHT NEXT TO MY FREAKING HOTEL THE NIGHT BEFORE I ARRIVED AHHH WHY DIDN'T I PON E MATHS RE-EXAMhahahATE TOM YAM went to ayutthaya floating market and visited a lot of giant buddhashad like a million prawnsi hope i don't get hives.my mom and the 4 monsters rode on elephantsi didn't cos it's damn cruel pleaseto keep them </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110113751460785982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110113751460785982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110113751460785982' title='The American Boy You Used To Date, Who Would Do Anything You Say'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-110067919413979880</id><published>2004-11-17T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T21:08:09.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Go</title><summary type='text'>HELLO :)e maths re-exam's overso much for re-exam ; we weren't in register number or whateverand it was a two-hour 80 mark paperwith no graphs to drawBWAHAHAHAanywaywill be away from 18112004 - 22112004 ;AND i'll be missing:- THE O.C.- singapore idol!- debate training with my cute juniors LOLBOOBOOS. :(SOMEBODY TAPE THE SHOWS FOR ME OKAY HAHAH AND TAPE THE DEBATE TRAINING FOR ME </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110067919413979880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110067919413979880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110067919413979880' title='Let Go'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-110043234395647836</id><published>2004-11-14T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T13:32:23.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>715</title><summary type='text'>ahhh i can't believe i freaking forgot that today's a freaking public holiday.hahah now mel and i have a MELEIGH DAY!my dear bimbo partner just lost her FOURTH phone.-.-nevermind we can go and look for new phones together haha i need a new phone anyway.andddi'm trying to get my mom to let me pierce a third left ear hole.PLEEEAAASE MA.MEL :HELLO MEL! :Ddon't worry mel (as in the real </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110043234395647836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110043234395647836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110043234395647836' title='715'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-110015930894810260</id><published>2004-11-11T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T15:56:52.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Predictable</title><summary type='text'>good charlotte : predictablesomething isn't righti can feel it again feel it againthis isn't the first timethat you left me waitingsad excuses and false hopes highi saw this coming still i don't know whyi let you ini knew it all alongit's so predictablei knew something would go wrong (something's always wrong)so you don't have to callor say anything at allso predictable (so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110015930894810260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110015930894810260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110015930894810260' title='Predictable'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-110007375884745903</id><published>2004-11-10T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T16:04:52.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drench</title><summary type='text'>met the new debaters at training todaywaaah they're so cute:Dhaha oh and shit i need to get a new debate book againI NEED TO GO TOWN AGAINlost my stupid earringshahahOHOHOH i wanttt that green vintage shirt from VP7628and the jojo cd from HMV:Dtrish :HELLO JIE! AYEEE WHEN ARE WE GOING TOWN AH? :))mel :excuse me but YOU embarrassed me too okay! and the guy at mambo was just weird la</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110007375884745903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110007375884745903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110007375884745903' title='Drench'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-110000657335384151</id><published>2004-11-09T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T22:29:22.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>had math lessons in the mornin -.-i wish the exam would just be over.afterwards went towning with mel.looked around for a measly 4 hrs(ahem) and in the end got a clever starry wrist thing.went out with my parents and had an extremely cranky afternoon :(dun noe wat came over mestress stress..but luckily my dads fav was very supportivewas bored out of my mind so i went jogging and cycling:0</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110000657335384151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/110000657335384151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110000657335384151' title=''/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109980863158532230</id><published>2004-11-07T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T14:46:20.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary Of A Punk Rock Prom Queen</title><summary type='text'>saw the princess diaries 2 yesterdayhahah i went with my entire family-.-wanted to book tickets at cine but the 9.45 show was totally fullcos of the premiere of THE INCREDIBLES (ahemahem)and the remaining 4 singapore idol contestants just had to be there.so in the end we went to lidoall the girls (and some guys?) were going AHHHHHHAHHHHHAHHHHHHand throwing sylvester the cat toys-.-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109980863158532230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109980863158532230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109980863158532230' title='Diary Of A Punk Rock Prom Queen'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109948212244761721</id><published>2004-11-03T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T19:55:02.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Junk</title><summary type='text'>back!hahah haven't blogged in awhilee maths lessons ;only 2 more lessons! :Dhaha mr tan is a damn good teacher.and cos of the re-exam on the 17th, i'll miss the flight to bangkok with my parentssoooo.tyanne and i are taking another flight the day after to meet them there.mwahahahaanywayparents picked me up after e maths today and dragged me around singaporelunched at chinatown and </summary><link 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wells.at least there aren't any other re-examsand mr chan and miss yap are following us up to sec 4oh my.lizzie was damn funny todayhahaha YES YES you will get your treat too one fine day :Dhols are going to be packed</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109906274599181343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109906274599181343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109906274599181343' title='Thank You.'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109888198329079617</id><published>2004-10-27T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T20:59:43.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rugby</title><summary type='text'>hellohaven't gone online this week so farfinally found out from miss shanthi that i'm not retainingso damn i owe drea elfy, MY FAN and stef peng movie treats-.-thank you to 3/1, 3/2, 3/3, 3/4, 3/5, 3/6, 3/7 and 3/9 for awesome rugby gamesyou guys made the competition damn funso thanks loads to all of you:)our team ;stef peng and jaz our star playersplus amy clairey feline (who stopped</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109888198329079617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109888198329079617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109888198329079617' title='Rugby'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109858972802262904</id><published>2004-10-24T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T11:48:48.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please.</title><summary type='text'>oh shit.miss shanthi said 4 people retained from our class.oh freak.i am so dead.*leighanne</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109858972802262904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109858972802262904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109858972802262904' title='Please.'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109851896669642281</id><published>2004-10-23T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T16:09:26.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Topshop</title><summary type='text'>SHIT BLOGGER JUST DELETED MY LONG POST RAHHwhatever please.i shall use my summary skills :Dyesterday ;the nine / ten of us learnt how to play IDIOTsteff peng knows all the fun games manand no in the end LEIGHANNE DIDN'T BECOME THE FIRST IDIOT hahaplayed harry potter uno alsodamn funny pleaseclaire got cheated cos fiona told her the howler card was a wild card -.-then during murderer</summary><link rel='edit' 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horrible ;english was 74 / 110? haha then i found out i was 4th in class?the technology compo earned me 23 / 30shit.how am i supposed to offset the horrible 19 / 30 grade for the guided essay?at least mid-year and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109828310212095959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109828310212095959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109828310212095959' title='Hollywood'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109818519652182460</id><published>2004-10-19T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T19:26:36.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whipped Clouds</title><summary type='text'>i am bored out of my mind.haha went to holland v today and bought stuff from party with us! :Dwah they had damn nice things okaylike broomsticks and witches hats (I WANTTT)and black glitter and furry fake spiders and styrofoam pumpkins hahahashall not say what i gotcos i want to use it in school tomorrow xDand there was this pen with nail polish ink this colour :DhohoanywayTOWNING WITH </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109818519652182460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109818519652182460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109818519652182460' title='Whipped Clouds'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109802239258612941</id><published>2004-10-17T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T22:13:12.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bestie Power</title><summary type='text'>everything's cleared up now :)i love my besties!lizzie is the best :)and nic still rocks my sockshaha thank you both for saving my life countless times already :Di'll always be at the other end of the phone if you need me yes.AND EXCUSE ME I BELIEVE YOU TWO OWE ME A DAY OUT YESand eh shit our memorable bowling alley at cine's closed (for renovations?)!hahaha i remember the stupid skirt</summary><link rel='edit' 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againwhat's wrong, what's wrong now?too many, too many problemsdon't know where she belongs, where she belongsshe wants to go home, but nobody's homeit's where she lies, broken insidewith no place to go, no place to go to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109795147938451433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109795147938451433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109795147938451433' title='Avril Lavigne'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109795116780083409</id><published>2004-10-17T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T02:26:07.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pug Jelly</title><summary type='text'>pug jelly: come home soonit's been two days and i'm missing you alreadyi never really thought you could mean so much insuch a little timethink about the nights when i'm lying in your bedwith my chest resting your headnow that you're gone i'm here to stayi think i'm falling downdown, down, downwith a bad case of lovelove, love, lovei think i'm falling for youyou, you, youi think i'm</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109795116780083409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109795116780083409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109795116780083409' title='Pug Jelly'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109795056384341403</id><published>2004-10-17T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T02:33:29.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All American Rejects</title><summary type='text'>the all american rejects: my paper heartplease just don't play with memy paper heart will bleedthis wait for destiny won't dobe with me please i beseech yousimple things, that make you run a-waycatch you if i cantears fall, down your facethe taste, is something newsomething that i knowmoving&lt; on is, easiest when i am around you.so bottle up old love,and throw it out to sea,watch </summary><link rel='edit' 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over with whatever was holding me down.hilary duff: haters[ask me for the song if you want it]don't spit on me and shame yourselfbecause you wish you were someone elseyou look so clean but you spread your dirtas if think </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109792668448058695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109792668448058695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109792668448058695' title='FCUK OFF.'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109783666207133255</id><published>2004-10-15T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T18:37:42.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Day Turns Into Night</title><summary type='text'>from jazryl's blog ;friendships are made up of bonds, that can last forever.however, relationships are made up of special bonds, and can be broken anytime.its so fragile, you'd even be forgotten once broken.i'd like to thank you for telling everyone it was me when it wasn't.i'd like to thank you for ruining my friendship with my "best friend".i'd like to thank my "best friend" for truly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109783666207133255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109783666207133255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109783666207133255' title='When Day Turns Into Night'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109776297257043478</id><published>2004-10-14T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T22:18:48.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In A Different Kinda Way</title><summary type='text'>NO MORE STUDYING!still in exam mode though.kept on wondering what exam i have to study for next. :/mustmustmust get into exam mode earlier next year.MOVIE MARATHON AT STEFF'S HOUSE WITH TRISH CLAIREY ANDREA FIONA NICOLE TOH DINA (AND OF COURSE STEFF)=HUGE room (in a house fit to be on malibu beach). equally huge tv.three movies. lots of laughing. major stock of oreos and chips. HUGE comfy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109776297257043478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109776297257043478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109776297257043478' title='In A Different Kinda Way'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109764974713005919</id><published>2004-10-13T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T14:42:27.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come Home Soon</title><summary type='text'>Bio was murderous.Stupid heart came out and that pregnant woman nutrition transpiration ohmystars I'm dead.Physics and bio MCQ was easy thoughBut SHIT I got confused by the stupid funny shaped red blood cells and lymphocytes and phagocytes practically floating around that page that I assumed the red blood cells burst.Rahh why did I forget the crenation thingaling?!And why is The Exorcist NC-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109764974713005919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109764974713005919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109764974713005919' title='Come Home Soon'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109749340086946074</id><published>2004-10-11T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T19:18:54.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(SH!T)V</title><summary type='text'>OH MY STARS.THE E MATHS PAPER WAS SO SCREWED UP PLEASE.We were given sections A, B AND C at once but would only officially start section C later (with our freakin calculators on the floor before then).And FREAKFREAKFREAK I had fifteen minutes of extra time out of the one and a half hours given for sections A and B but I freakin forgot that I could start on section C without my calculator first</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109749340086946074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109749340086946074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109749340086946074' title='(SH!T)V'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109730579093189977</id><published>2004-10-09T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T00:46:43.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop Bitching. Start A Revolution.</title><summary type='text'>HURHUR before I blog about the papers I must must blog about my radio dedication! :DI CALLED THROUGH TO POWER 98 HOHO.On the third ring someone picked up!Oh my stars.And then that DJ recorded my dedication (which was to THREE/EIGHT by the way!) and played the song - Bowling For Soup ; 1985 at around midnight hurhur.Stef Tang said it didn't sound like me!It sounded like some eight year-old </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109730579093189977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109730579093189977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109730579093189977' title='Stop Bitching. Start A Revolution.'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109712597397190187</id><published>2004-10-07T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T13:12:53.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dunks.</title><summary type='text'>OHMYSTARS I WANTTT!Haha I almost got the black + grey + white dunks last week but I want theseee! :DPhysics was rahhh.I fell asleep last night at around 10 pm with the fever and wasted 4 freakin' hours of study time!And in class today I was all SNIFFSNIFFcoughSNIFFLE.I managed to do the frequency question but oh my stars I calculated wrongly!There goes my A1 for physics out the window.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109712597397190187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109712597397190187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109712597397190187' title='Dunks.'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109705616255468128</id><published>2004-10-06T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T20:45:00.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My Stars</title><summary type='text'>Oh my stars today was the SS exam and smart me left my SS notes under my desk at school (which I realised like, yesterday at midnight).Panicked and re-did chapter 6 and 7 on paper (stupid index cards).Haha in the end I thanked my stars I left my index cards under the table cos when I re-did my notes I covered the UN which came out in the source-based. :DIn the morning Fiona, Toh, Andrea elfy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109705616255468128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109705616255468128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109705616255468128' title='Oh My Stars'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109690219150031244</id><published>2004-10-04T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T23:03:11.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Know You</title><summary type='text'>Oh goodness today we had 4 free periods before recess (a.k.a. double geog, poa and bio) and then after recess we had e maths followed by another free period (Chinese where everyone was sleeping) and then SS and double physics. :/I love making Laura laugh especially during geog. :DI saw the SS notes and realised that I'm going to die.And pffft Stef Peng whacked me on my right leg twice! Exactly</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109690219150031244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109690219150031244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109690219150031244' title='Don&apos;t Know You'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109681281148705601</id><published>2004-10-03T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T22:13:31.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rocking Memory</title><summary type='text'>AHHH MY SUPERSTAR FAN I CAN'T WAIT FOR TOMORROW WHEN I CAN GET YOUR LOVELY PINK AUTOGRAPH HAHA THE EXCITEMENT IS KILLING ME HOHO. :DHoho I actually dragged myself up at 9 something am (oinkity oink) to go to the market with my mom and dad today!Haha it was so interesting compared to when I was six and they dragged me and my siblings along every Sunday for marketing. :/Ooh I liked the pet shop!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109681281148705601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109681281148705601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109681281148705601' title='Rocking Memory'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109671977362480421</id><published>2004-10-02T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T20:22:53.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Third Place</title><summary type='text'>I've realised that the blue shirt (I just bought) with SLAMMER on it is way too big for me. :/Got a second hole in my left ear now.Tyanne was on the point of getting another one too but she freaked and ran away (HONESTLY SHE REALLY RAN AWAY HAHA). :DAnyway Tyanne if you're reading this I HAVEN'T GOTTEN YOU YOUR BIRTHDAY PRESSIE. :DYesterday in lit class Jo Teo was writing on the board all the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109671977362480421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109671977362480421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109671977362480421' title='Third Place'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109662149495637650</id><published>2004-10-01T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T17:04:54.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivation For Getting Up In The Morning</title><summary type='text'>Oh gosh English exam almost killed me. :/Haha I spotted the topics correctly!!Too bad I wasn't sure and thereby did NOT read up properly. :(Essay topic I chose was:Is technology a menace or a blessing?Jeannine and I freaked after the paper 1 cos I didn't write anything she wrote and she didn't write anything I wrote. :/Except on the high-technology farming methods hahaha.And I had no time </summary><link 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officially next week and I haven't finished covering everything especially e maths.It doesn't help that stuff in school has been horrible lately since I've been screwing so many things up.I've been screwing so many things up.And the more I try the worse it gets so I'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109646234295080618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109646234295080618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109646234295080618' title='Noise From The Basement'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109636749665539593</id><published>2004-09-28T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T18:31:36.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Detention Class</title><summary type='text'>HELLO MY SUPERSTAR / FAN! :DOh wells today Miss Yap railed at us during the last few minutes of POA and gosh Mrs Siau's comments sure didn't help us. :/Rahh. WTH.Anyway "studied" with Fiona Elfy Vanessa Toh and I must say we had lots of fun! :DElfy was being retardedd and going BLOOPCHEEPCHEEP. -.-MY SUPERSTAR I MUST SAY YOU LOOK VERY SMART WITH THE BLACK SPECS YESYES.Wanted to continue </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109636749665539593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109636749665539593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109636749665539593' title='Detention Class'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109629494545937607</id><published>2004-09-27T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T22:33:12.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Be The Same Again</title><summary type='text'>HELLO PLEASE. :DHaha ohohoh I forgot what happened on Thursday? Friday? xDMr Ng was too strong for our old old OHP screen that he yanked down the string and half of the screen fell off the freakin thing.Anyway he gave us lotsa hints for the exam today hoho.I FOUND MY SS NOTES FOR CHAPTER 2! :DAnd speaking of SS notes. xDJacinta saw me trying to read my SS notes today in class and showed me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109629494545937607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109629494545937607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109629494545937607' title='Never Be The Same Again'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109611202049950323</id><published>2004-09-25T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T19:33:40.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifteen</title><summary type='text'>Oh wells I got back home at 4.30 am yesterday today. xDSchool was fun haha.During assembly when Mel wished me happy birthday, Dreaaa elfy told her "I was the first to wish her happy birthday!!"Hahaha.Finally took Mel's PiggayeWiggaye (this cuteee fat hot pink and pink piggy mogu) out of my cupboard and gave it to her.Since late May the poor pig's been sitting there in the orange plastic bag </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109611202049950323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109611202049950323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109611202049950323' title='Fifteen'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109594257617220743</id><published>2004-09-23T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T20:29:36.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaloux</title><summary type='text'>Oh goodness Nic thought it was my birthday today! xDI was like -.- when she gave me the present in a black bag.Haha she said she wrote it in the wrong place in the school diary! x)Oh wells it's okay Nic!Soooo much for besties eh. :DHahaha okay kidding!Anyway.School was okay ; PE was badminton with the world's worst players -&gt; i.e. Andreaaa elfy and me xDagain!Haha poor Tricia and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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method of concentration and something and the freakin' answer (MEDITATION) was at the back of my mind but I was rushing so I didn't think properly and put YOGA. x)And then they asked for "</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109584832670875175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109584832670875175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109584832670875175' title='Hello Bitch'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109559651197040935</id><published>2004-09-19T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T20:21:51.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That Girl</title><summary type='text'>Finally locked my blog! :DHaha it's the latest in my attempts to stop the spying and spamming. xDOh wells.I'm not ecstatic about locking it but I had no other choice ;but I mighttt unlock it in future (not anytime soon though - maybe after exams).So yes.Haha anyway, I've got 5 more chapters of notes to make for bio. :/I can't believe I'm finding bio fun now.And 4 and a half for SS + 4 for</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109559651197040935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109559651197040935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109559651197040935' title='That Girl'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109543272347463637</id><published>2004-09-17T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T23:16:30.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Under</title><summary type='text'>SS notes are going to take me freakin long to finish!Haha even though it's only five chapters, the content is too much for my index cards. xDStudying with Nic on Tuesday - intending to do geog notes then.Yikes. :/Oh wells.Today was so totally hilarious (apart from Nic's brownies-that-looked-and-tasted-like-cuppycakes).Laughed like hell in geog courtesy of Mel again!Miss Yip (on tourism and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109543272347463637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109543272347463637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109543272347463637' title='Going Under'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109533616241360525</id><published>2004-09-16T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T20:05:26.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Borderline</title><summary type='text'>FYs are so freakin' close! :/Haha I'm panicking already... :(Under the influence of dear Mel the nerd I have decided to become a nerd too! :DShall being my specs (yes I own specs) tomorrow to school and we can be nerdy together haha. xDOh wells.I think the subjects I'm most worried about are e maths, bio and POA! :/Started making bio notes + chinese notes ;I have to finish SS, e maths, </summary><link rel='edit' 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Siau was soooo excited cos IJ managed to win some shield back from SJI after two years.And she shouted "Hallelujah!!" into the mike. -.-Oh wells.Haha I actually finished all my holiday homework so I was slacking around.Today's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109507876952288444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109507876952288444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109507876952288444' title='Stop And Bring Back'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109500175983669016</id><published>2004-09-12T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T23:09:19.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken</title><summary type='text'>Haha debate party yesterday at Nalli's house!It was actually a surprise thing for Madam. :DNalli made us (Ju, Grace, Sharmini, Jolyn, Alessa, Val and me) wait downstairs until she came home!We waited there with all the groceries and bags. -.-Val and Alessa had frozen Brazilian chicken hahaha.Sharm was wearing her "indoor skirt" which kept flying up in the wind. x)Oh wells.We snuck upstairs</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109500175983669016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109500175983669016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109500175983669016' title='Broken'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109478192180335990</id><published>2004-09-10T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T10:07:30.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>These Words</title><summary type='text'>Natasha Bedingfield: These WordsThrew some chords togetherThe combination D-E-FIs who I am, is what I doNo one's gonna let it down for youTry to focus my attentionBut I feel so A-D-DI need some help, some inspiration(But it's not coming easily)Whoah oh...Trying to find the magicTrying to write a classicDon't you know, don't you know, don't you know?Waste-bin full of paperClever </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109478192180335990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109478192180335990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109478192180335990' title='These Words'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109470498465382649</id><published>2004-09-09T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T13:22:22.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PunKtuation</title><summary type='text'>Had our extra e maths lesson yesterday (8.30 am pffft). -.-Sam and I strolled to class but it didn't matter cos Miss Yap was even later haha. :DOh wells.Went towning after that with Feline and Tricia! :))Hit BK for breakfast.Tricia and Feline were having some flattening contest with the french fries, like who can make their fries the flattest (at the same time squeezing out all the oil). -.-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109470498465382649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109470498465382649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109470498465382649' title='PunKtuation'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109470783576774181</id><published>2004-09-08T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T13:34:31.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1985</title><summary type='text'>Bowling For Soup: 1985WoohooWoohooDebbie just hit the wallshe never had it allone Prozac a dayhusband's a CPAher dreams went out the doorwhen she turned twenty fouronly been with one manwhat happen to her plan?She was gonna be an actressshe was gonna be a starshe was gonna shake her asson the hood of white snake's carher yellow SUV is now the enemylooks at her average lifeand </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109470783576774181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109470783576774181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109470783576774181' title='1985'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109447266626197766</id><published>2004-09-06T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T20:33:22.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cinderella Story</title><summary type='text'>Haha went to see A Cinderella Story in town today! :)It's a typical chick flick but it's pretty funny.Ohmygosh Hilary Duff (Samantha) gets to kiss Chad Michael Murray (fine he's quite hot la) soooo many times (and like, everytime they're practically glued at the lips). :/Luckily it's not Charlie Simpson! xDHalfway through the movie some girl shouted "Bitch!" at the screenshot of Jennifer </summary><link rel='edit' 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fours chaos) and I'm sitting with Mel!Arghhh. :DHaha we're next to Tricia + Feline and we're behind Jazryl + Jeannine! :))Anyway.Army Open House 2004 after school with the whole level. xDOHOHOH we saw Fiona Xie filming </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109421838788105894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109421838788105894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109421838788105894' title='Wake Up'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109404580494531469</id><published>2004-09-01T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T21:36:44.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl At The Rock Show</title><summary type='text'>Oh gosh.SOMEONE spotted me at International Night on Monday.And that SOMEONE posted it on his blog.And now that SOMEONE is going around telling people about it! :/-.-Ack.Oh wells.Got Angel's And Demons and Deception Point today from Borders.Bought my nicenice black heels from m)phosis! :DHaha but they're so hard to walk in especially for like, long distances. x)They sure are prettaye </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109404580494531469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109404580494531469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109404580494531469' title='Girl At The Rock Show'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109396754345014692</id><published>2004-08-31T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T23:15:18.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liquid Dreams</title><summary type='text'>Teacher's Day celebration was crap. xDI mean, half of the student body was down at the "picnic" thingaling while the others were holing up in class talking and copying homework. :DMr Tang came back finally! :))He gave us one period off and we all sprawled ourselves all over the desks and slept. :DWhen I woke up I had to peel myself off my bio textbook.Mrs Siau gave us her last period off too</summary><link 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:(Then opened the cans of pineapple manually. x)Andrea and Tricia were having lotsa fun making attempts at boiling the million sausages.Haha we ended up short of pineapple and had so much extra sausage! xDThen we had to poke everything onto</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109387460971572862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109387460971572862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109387460971572862' title='Beverley&apos;s Hill'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109370030223087102</id><published>2004-08-28T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T22:07:11.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever</title><summary type='text'>I think Mel and I are a bit off. xDI thought that the debate started at 10 am today. xDHaha we woke up at 8.50 am or something, ran out of the house(s) thinking we were late and practically ran to City Hall MRT to meet.[I think that explains the wet hair and all when we ran into the DEP people.]At City Hall we realised that our clocks were slow. :/So we ran to the Esplanade, with Mel in her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109370030223087102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109370030223087102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109370030223087102' title='Whatever'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109360644791445572</id><published>2004-08-27T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T19:34:07.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Danceamania04</title><summary type='text'>Haha got our physics CAs back!The one where I studied like, ten minutes before the test. xDI got 20/25 hahaha but I think I'm gonna fail Chinese again. :(Oh wells.Went grocery shopping at J8 today with Andrea (elf!), Tricia, Nicole Yong and Feline.On the way down the slope Feline was handing out these yummy gummy things to us and I kept on calling them worms when it said SNAKES on it in huge</summary><link rel='edit' 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there for me. :)Mello haha see I didn't give you a mudmask! xD *hugsKeisha! :))Andreaaa elf! :DNicole Goh (awesome slide haha), Laura, Vera and I can't remember the rest. x)You guys all did a great job. :)Played for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109351658675727341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109351658675727341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109351658675727341' title='Rugger'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109344131289548791</id><published>2004-08-25T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T21:41:52.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Voodoo Dolls</title><summary type='text'>Chinese test part 1 today!Haha I thought it was the essay + yingyongwen part! xDIt's actually the compre ; part 2 (textbook based) is tomorrow. :(Physics was total crap today with Mr Chan being his usual -.- self.Haha it was raining really hard during the lesson and our storeroom door slammed shut.Well it slammed hard as usual and there was this BANG. xDMr Chan, who was writing something on</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109344131289548791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109344131289548791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109344131289548791' title='Voodoo Dolls'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109335689063242889</id><published>2004-08-24T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T22:14:50.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>p.s. i love you</title><summary type='text'>I think Mel's psychotic-ness is spreading.I'm feeling psychotic too! xDOh wells.In the morning today after assembly Andrea and I were bothering Feline."Mahmee mahmee mahmee mahmeeeee!"Haha all the way from St. Mike's to class. :DThen had CME with Miss Nicole Teo."Your form teacher is not normal."Hahaha shall not add my any comments to that. xDTowning on Tuesday with Tricia, Mel and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109335689063242889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109335689063242889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109335689063242889' title='p.s. i love you'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109310713819330584</id><published>2004-08-22T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T00:52:18.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Until The Day I Die</title><summary type='text'>Story Of The Year: Until The Day I DieUntil the day I dieI'll spill my heart for you (for you)Until the day I dieI'll spill my heart for you...As years go by I race the clock with youBut if you died right now, you know that I'd die tooI'd die too.You remind me of the times when I knew who I wasstill the second hand will catch usLike it always does..We make the same mistakesI take </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109310713819330584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109310713819330584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109310713819330584' title='Until The Day I Die'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109310218201092612</id><published>2004-08-21T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T23:29:42.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surf's Up</title><summary type='text'>Whee just got back from town.Went HRC for dinner ; my parents want to stuff us with good food to make up for the four days that they'll be away. x)Anddd since they'll be away in KL from Monday to Thursday, it's just Tyanne, Jorel, Cezanne and me. :/Haha went to two Esprits to look for the nicenicenice black pants in my size!I swam in the 34. xDOh wells.So many birthdays coming up! :/Alessa</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109310218201092612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109310218201092612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109310218201092612' title='Surf&apos;s Up'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109299443459833231</id><published>2004-08-20T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T17:33:54.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>leighstarx ;</title><summary type='text'>TGIF.We have a freakin' CA almost every freakin' day next week. :(Chinese CA on two days! :/Holland V with Mel and Laura on Tuesday and Danceamania on Friday with Tricia, Claireee and Andrea! :)Exhibition debate at the Esplanade next Saturday again.Trying to decide whether to go or not. xDOh wells.Borrowed Nic's geog books today cos I freakin' forgot that there was geog today. I brought my</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109299443459833231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109299443459833231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109299443459833231' title='leighstarx ;'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109292849255144034</id><published>2004-08-19T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T23:14:52.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Velocity</title><summary type='text'>Thursday = Exercise day.Shit I have no idea how much freakin' exercise I did in total today.For PE Miss TJL made me and Jen run 30 rounds around the basketball courts.In the end we skipped about 10 rounds and ran only 20 though. xDAnd immediately after the 20 rounds we freakin' went and played rugby.Non-stop.Pffft. Then after school, Mon, Tricia, Claire, Punitha, Jazryl and I went to the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109292849255144034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109292849255144034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109292849255144034' title='Velocity'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109282832866338464</id><published>2004-08-18T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T19:25:28.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHARLIEEEEEEEEEEEE</title><summary type='text'>Yay it's Thursday tomorrow!Haha I loveee Thursdays ; double PE and double English. xDAnd the next day is Fridayyy (my fave day of the week!).My birthday also happens to be on a Friday ;COUGH24thSeptemberCOUGHCOUGHhinthintCOUGH. :DIt's on the Mooncake Festival day. x)Oh wells.Had ELDDS today - not as fun as yesterday's assessment thing with the Mediacorp guy.Crapping around on MSN with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109282832866338464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109282832866338464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109282832866338464' title='CHARLIEEEEEEEEEEEE'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109265426607885458</id><published>2004-08-16T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T19:04:26.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>His Royal Highness The Spoilt</title><summary type='text'>Haha A Maths today was weird.We did matrices and the matrix in class and I actually understood it. xDThen after that Felicia, Monica and I wanted to leave early so we told Mr Ganesan that we had tuition.Chinese tuition. At the same centre. In Toa Payoh. :DHaha he was damn suspicious.He kept looking out of the classroom down the corridor at us (going into the freakin' loo). xDAnywayyy.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109265426607885458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109265426607885458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109265426607885458' title='His Royal Highness The Spoilt'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109255693212703864</id><published>2004-08-15T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T16:17:21.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom</title><summary type='text'>I am really pissed now mostly because of the people who fail to understand what we, as teenagers, are going through.This is for -you*, three/eight and everyone else who has a blog.Last week everyone in class was talking about the teachers and those who read our blogs.And apparently (I emphasise apparently; I don't know if it's true) there are teachers going around scolding girls for blogging </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109255693212703864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109255693212703864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109255693212703864' title='Freedom'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109248711264388208</id><published>2004-08-14T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T20:45:20.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitchfest</title><summary type='text'>First things first.happyyy birthday jenn!Haha hope you like the belt (with the lipstick marks) and the book! :DAnd the whack from Char. :DI'll be there for you anytime you need me, okay?Exhibition debates today at the Esplanade! :)Went earlyyy and met Alessaaa, Vicky and Celineee! :)Oh wells.Speeches were 8 minutes long ; hopefully it won't be 8 minute speeches next year at JGs. x)Reply </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109248711264388208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109248711264388208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109248711264388208' title='Bitchfest'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109241656586716387</id><published>2004-08-13T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T01:02:45.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roxy Belle</title><summary type='text'>Ooh it's Friday the thirteenth.Hahaha I didn't even remember till I asked Angie what date it was.Went towning by myself after school since Nicole abandoned me. *glares at Nic*Zoomed into HMV and ran out almost as quickly.Then ran to Taka and got the rest of the birthday prezzies and ran home. xDHaha rescued the poor stranded teammate (belonging to Jenn and Kaleni). :DSaw Mr Wong Ping Loong </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109241656586716387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109241656586716387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109241656586716387' title='Roxy Belle'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109230612360332054</id><published>2004-08-12T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T19:40:02.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Je T'aime</title><summary type='text'>P.E. was violent today. xDMiss Teo didn't come for lesson so we did rugby ourselves. :DSwitched opponents halfway through and our team (Triciaaa, Claire, Mel, Feline, Andreaaa, me and Monica) ended up against Stef Peng, Jazryl, Jeannine, Amy, Dawn and Vicky.Uh oh. x)Their team came up with some weird theory that screaming "ROAR" at your opponents would scare them.Haha it only made us scream </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109230612360332054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109230612360332054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109230612360332054' title='Je T&apos;aime'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109230499627657771</id><published>2004-08-11T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T18:03:16.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Independent</title><summary type='text'>Haha okay.DISC personality analysis first. xDLeigh-Anne Choo - 3/8An extremely outgoing and social person, Leigh-Anne tends to make friends easily and likes to have fun with others. too much fun sometimes xD She wants to make commitments even if she may be unable to keep them; but that is because of her desire to please, not because of any intent to deceive. whateverrrr Leigh-Anne tends to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109230499627657771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109230499627657771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109230499627657771' title='Miss Independent'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109213828973690102</id><published>2004-08-10T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T19:44:49.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>three/eight fusion</title><summary type='text'>Haha it's been a long weekend.Went to see fireworks yesterday at East Coast but wasn't really in the mood and I was wishing that you were there. :/Pffft.And I have ELDDS tomorrow. x)Oh wells.Beverleyyy I want a Beverley-made layout! They are soooo prettaye! xDHaha I'm too dumb to make my own. :(My life is so screwed up now.goodbye is a cruel word ;like a scream of silence...the type </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109213828973690102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109213828973690102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109213828973690102' title='three/&lt;u&gt;eight&lt;/u&gt; fusion'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5639889.post-109187279646957049</id><published>2004-08-06T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T19:02:16.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Linkees</title><summary type='text'>FCUK it.I just lost my whole post. :(Grrr.Haha had National Day celebrations in school today.Wore my red shirt, (not red) jeans and the red+white Adidas shoes. :DGot to school and at assembly I realised about a million other people were wearing the same shirt as me. xDHaha oh wells.When school ended (at 10 am! :D) Tricia, Claire, Mel and I ran down the hill but we still missed the 167. xD</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109187279646957049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5639889/posts/default/109187279646957049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generation-next.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109187279646957049' title='Linkees'/><author><name>__leighanne`</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
