<?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-28429816</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:59:03.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yap En Ci&lt;33</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ahma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04046521633659958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_m-KortWfZ_g/SJgRJoy4amI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LzrlygW5TsI/S220/polkadots.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28429816.post-672400612745460865</id><published>2008-11-16T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T19:53:29.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>QUIZZES</title><content type='html'>A. People who have been tagged must write their answer in their blog.&lt;br /&gt;B. Tag 8 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse.These people must state who they are tagged by and cannot tag the person who they were tagged by&lt;br /&gt;.C. Continue this game by sending this to 8 other people:&lt;br /&gt;1. Zi ning&lt;br /&gt;2. Rachelle&lt;br /&gt;3. Rie&lt;br /&gt;4. munns&lt;br /&gt;5. nat&lt;br /&gt;6. Sarah lee&lt;br /&gt;7. priynaka&lt;br /&gt;8. Sharmaine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What have you been doing recently?&lt;br /&gt;Broke my leg, so i stayed at home. SAD:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you ever turn your cell phone off?&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes forgot to turn it off, plus i lost my f\phone but found it a few days ago.. haha me ble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What happened at 10 am today?&lt;br /&gt;Asleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When did you last cry?&lt;br /&gt;it's been some time since i cried.. can't really remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Believe in fate/destiny?&lt;br /&gt;Sure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you want in your life now?&lt;br /&gt;Meet 2 ppl in person, willy wonka, n Danny frm Mcfly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you tend to make relationships complicated?&lt;br /&gt;If i marry danny... (haha) he can do wateva he wanna do, jus gimme my daily candy n i'll be happy:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Are you wearing anything you borrowed from someone?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What was the last movie you caught.&lt;br /&gt;HSM3, n it wasn't that good. OK i guess, but not fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Does the person you like knows that you like him/her?&lt;br /&gt;So far, MCfly hasn't come to s'pore yet, so guess not:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Who always makes you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;Myself... haha, i'm nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you speak languages other than english?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Favourite website(s)?&lt;br /&gt;Youtube. I watch the WHAT THE BUCK SHOW! Dam funny, he makes fun of all the celebs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Nth much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What do you think you are like?&lt;br /&gt;A candy!!! CANDIES RULE!!! hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Who will you choose to die with?&lt;br /&gt;Candy. Hey the trip to heaven is long n i may get hungry u noe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Where have you been today?&lt;br /&gt;My hse n e swimming pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What game do you play often?&lt;br /&gt;Maplestory and occasionally, miniclip and hotel626, as recommended by priynaka. DAM scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Who are you missing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Some ppl who were in my primary sch wud noe who. It's a painful experience. P.S. Nth to do with BGR. (boy-girl-relationship.) Haha, i'm loyal to MCFLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 20. If you have to choose between a friend and a lover, who will you choose?&lt;br /&gt;Simple. Lover. Cos a lover can be ure fren but a fren cannot be ure lover. haha smart hey! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Doin this quiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Which primary school were you from?&lt;br /&gt;Nanyang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Name three colours you like.&lt;br /&gt;No prefrence, like em all 'cept too much black creeps me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What emoticon do you like to show?&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What is life to you?&lt;br /&gt;Depends... if i came frm hell, life's a good holiday. If i came frm heaven, i've been a BAAADDD angel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. If you have something troubling you, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;I'll grab some coke n candy, settle down in front of the com and watch the WHAT THE BUCK SHOW or some other funny show like HARD GAY.. it always brightens my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Who did you last chat with on msn today?&lt;br /&gt;A pen pal frm china. Met her at some club gathering early this yeat. Haha.. bet all u peeps didn't know that i've got a pen pal. P.S. her name's BB, cos her name is like dam long so i jus call her tat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Who do you admire the most?&lt;br /&gt;Ppl who noe how to make the most out of their lives. Thus, i dun admire, straight A students who are too serious with their lives. They have no fun and end up missing out on alot of fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Which month are you born in?&lt;br /&gt;August&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. How are you feeling right now?&lt;br /&gt;Bored i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What is the time now?&lt;br /&gt;11.36 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Your opinion on the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;Fion's a cuckoo brain person but fun 2 hang with. Nat's one of my good fren. they're both fine i guess:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What colour do you like to dye your hair?&lt;br /&gt;Even if i could, i wudn't bother...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Why are you doing this test?&lt;br /&gt;Nat asked me to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What do you do when you're moody?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it kinda the same as Q26?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. At which stage do you wish to get married?&lt;br /&gt;I already wanna marry MCfly! Hello ppl, pay attention!! Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Who is closer to you?&lt;br /&gt;My folks? And some good frens..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. If today is the last day of your life, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;Fly to wherever Mcfly is n watch their concert. Provided i dun die b4 i get there... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Who is/are the people/person you trust the most?&lt;br /&gt;Me, myself and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Do you believe in seeing the rainbow after the rain?&lt;br /&gt;Saw it b4 u noe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. If you have a dream come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Dunno, built a castle out of chocolate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. What is your goal for this year?&lt;br /&gt;Too many to list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;br /&gt;Yea yea wateva... when's this quiz ending?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What feeling do you love the most?&lt;br /&gt;Laughing n laughing n laughing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. What feeling do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;too many to list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Do you really think it's global warming now?&lt;br /&gt;When the hell is this quiz endin! Seriously!!! Oh n duh it's GW now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47.Do you like doing quizzes?&lt;br /&gt;Quizzes tat r too long are not wat i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Do you believe in gods?&lt;br /&gt;Sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Who cares for you the most?&lt;br /&gt;Mom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;Family n frens..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. What will you bring when you fight?&lt;br /&gt;My grandma, cause nobody wud wanna hit me when i got an old lady with me.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. What have you regretted doing in your whole life?&lt;br /&gt;This is a personal question tat i wun answer and a dam long quiz!! HELP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. What do you do if nobody cared for you any longer?&lt;br /&gt;There's always someone who wud care. Duns a lose hope ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54.What will you do if your boyfriend/girlfriend two-timed you?&lt;br /&gt;Kick his *ahem* and walk away. Are we done with this quiz yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. How do you feel now?&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY ALLLLLL DONE! BATHE TIME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28429816-672400612745460865?l=itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/feeds/672400612745460865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28429816&amp;postID=672400612745460865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/672400612745460865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/672400612745460865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='QUIZZES'/><author><name>ahma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04046521633659958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_m-KortWfZ_g/SJgRJoy4amI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LzrlygW5TsI/S220/polkadots.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28429816.post-1797765876067370845</id><published>2008-10-30T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T02:35:52.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken leg</title><content type='html'>Hi ppl. Broke my leg today morn. Spent my friggin time at the hospital. Now i'm back but my leg wun heal 4 another few weeks. So i wun be able to go out and stuff. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since i am bored to death lying in bed, i am gonna write a poem about my broken leg, since lots of ppl keep asking me how exactly did i fall. So here's it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in the morn,&lt;br /&gt;7 am.&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat breakfast,&lt;br /&gt;bread and jam.&lt;br /&gt;Runnning at home,&lt;br /&gt;then trip and fell,&lt;br /&gt;now i broke my knee&lt;br /&gt;and that's not swell.&lt;br /&gt;The pain was intense,&lt;br /&gt;time seemed to go so slow,&lt;br /&gt;mom took one look at me,&lt;br /&gt;then went back to her ellen degeneres show. (just kidding)&lt;br /&gt;Now i am stuck at home for the rest of my hols,&lt;br /&gt;all because of a stupid fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now does that explain everything? Thank u and dun ask again:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya and TAG ppl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28429816-1797765876067370845?l=itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/feeds/1797765876067370845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28429816&amp;postID=1797765876067370845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/1797765876067370845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/1797765876067370845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/2008/10/broken-leg.html' title='Broken leg'/><author><name>ahma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04046521633659958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_m-KortWfZ_g/SJgRJoy4amI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LzrlygW5TsI/S220/polkadots.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28429816.post-8683866360501381626</id><published>2008-10-21T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T00:59:20.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This about would be the first time i write such stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it is also the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was crazy. I got pissed off and so did zi ning. Sometimes it's so unbelievable what ppl can do. But i am DEFINITELY NOT going to talk bad bout other ppl. All u ppl noe i wun do that. I jus wanna say that if u ever spread untruths or talk bad about me or other ppl, well, jus pray hard that ure actions wun fire off bad consequences. I'm not gonna deal with u or beat u up, cos i'm kinda small and most ppl can jus flick me off with one finger. but if ure aishu then tat's different. you could jus fart and i'll  fly all the way to Uranus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, i got nothing to say anymore and i'm tired of complaining so here's a joke. (haha even though in bad mood still can tell joke!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is ppl! :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day a blonde was rowing a canoe in the middle of a field when another blonde passing by yelled at her, " You know, it is dumb blondes like u that are the cause of all these mean blonde jokes!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blonde rowing the canoe in the middle of the field was indigant and yelled back, " If i could swim, i would come and kick your butt!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28429816-8683866360501381626?l=itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/feeds/8683866360501381626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28429816&amp;postID=8683866360501381626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/8683866360501381626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/8683866360501381626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-about-would-be-first-time-i-write.html' title=''/><author><name>ahma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04046521633659958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_m-KortWfZ_g/SJgRJoy4amI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LzrlygW5TsI/S220/polkadots.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28429816.post-4977238269472212465</id><published>2008-10-14T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T00:50:02.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOOD AND URINE TEST</title><content type='html'>Yay exam is finally over. Sorry for the late posting:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many stuff has happened... this few days post exam activity. I'm taking jap. A little boring but can be quite fun when shaw and ning goes high and start laughing:0 Feel like skipping sch lor. But i can't. Not tomorrow anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had class time. SUUPPPEERRR FUN! Lis kept laughing and laughing and munns kept claiming that she was an undiscovered geinus. Yea right lah...  Oh and valen and i had a mini water fight in the toilet. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... so... b4 i end this, here's a joke tat's dam funny. HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man just finished the blood check procedure in a hospital. He was crying as the injection through his arm was very painful. Another man; let's call him Man B was curious and asked him the reason for all these tears. The conversation follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man B: Why are u crying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: I just finished my blood check. They inject my arm and it's painful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man B: (stammers) What? Bll...llooooo...ddd check? INjection? On the arm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: Yea. That's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Man B starts to cry as well.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: Why are u crying now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: I am going for a urine test!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28429816-4977238269472212465?l=itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/feeds/4977238269472212465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28429816&amp;postID=4977238269472212465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/4977238269472212465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/4977238269472212465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/2008/10/blood-and-urine-test.html' title='BLOOD AND URINE TEST'/><author><name>ahma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04046521633659958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_m-KortWfZ_g/SJgRJoy4amI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LzrlygW5TsI/S220/polkadots.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28429816.post-104587651079109439</id><published>2008-08-28T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T05:38:54.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know i just realised something. All my post is so happy and funny. I shall trying typing emo stuff, you know, try to act sad. PLEASE POST TO TELL ME IF I HAVE WAT IT TAKES TO BE EMO. Thank you ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so sad. It is as if the whole world has betrayed me. I feel like i am the only naked mole rat/ weasel/ hamster/ snoopy/ pussy left in the world. I failed all my subjects including P.E. I have no friends and i feel like cutting myself with a rubber scissor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun want to feel like that but deep down i feel like a strangled goldfish without water. A rubber ducky floating aimlessly without a goal in life in a bathtub. A commom leaf in a vast landscape, indiffrent from the rest. A poop in the toliet bowl, unwanted, even from your own rectum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can i change myself. I dun want to feel like this but i can't help it. I am EMO, i tell you. EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did you think? I think i was pretty deep. I think i can become emo! YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28429816-104587651079109439?l=itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/feeds/104587651079109439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28429816&amp;postID=104587651079109439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/104587651079109439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/104587651079109439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-know-i-just-realised-something.html' title=''/><author><name>ahma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04046521633659958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_m-KortWfZ_g/SJgRJoy4amI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LzrlygW5TsI/S220/polkadots.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28429816.post-8113008908640159663</id><published>2008-08-05T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T01:33:05.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOME STUFF</title><content type='html'>Hello so long have not post. My apologies ppl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of things have happened. Like yesterday durin Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was laughing like MAD. Now MU LAO HU (sharmaine noes who) is nicer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAst time she very fierece. Even fiercer than my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's a little preview of this dam funny email!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Ah Lian&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Thanks you for your letter. Wrong time no see you. How everything? For&lt;br /&gt;&gt; me, I am quiet find.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; You say in your letter your taukeh soh want you to chain your look?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Somemore you must wear kick kok soo, hope you can wok properly.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; You know, Ah Kau Kia working in a soft where company now. Last week,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; he take I, Muthu &amp;amp; few of his friend to May Nonut to eat barger. After&lt;br /&gt;&gt; that he take we all go to kalah ok.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Muthu sing and sing no stop until the sky bright.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Next week, my father mother going to sellerbread 20 years annie wear sari.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; My father mother going to give a fist to all the kampong people. So&lt;br /&gt;&gt; you must come with your hole family.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I only hope one day we no need to write and send letter to you and to me.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Better I e-meow you, you e-meow me. I will ketchup with you soon. And&lt;br /&gt;&gt; when you got time, please few free to call me. Goo bye.....&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Worm regard,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Ah Beng&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28429816-8113008908640159663?l=itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/feeds/8113008908640159663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28429816&amp;postID=8113008908640159663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/8113008908640159663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/8113008908640159663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/2008/08/some-stuff.html' title='SOME STUFF'/><author><name>ahma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04046521633659958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_m-KortWfZ_g/SJgRJoy4amI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LzrlygW5TsI/S220/polkadots.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28429816.post-8531764582527426615</id><published>2008-06-05T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T21:07:14.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz stealing</title><content type='html'>Some ppl ask me to do this quiz. So here's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1.By what age do you wish to marry?When i'm not old and haggard.&lt;br /&gt;#2.What do you want the most now?Eat all the candy in the world. Wait. I think i'm doin that right now.&lt;br /&gt;#3.Who is the person you trust the most?Willy wonka and his midget factory workers. (Oompa Loompas.) PS they make me feel tall:)&lt;br /&gt;#4.Do you think you have enough confidence?I dunno. Do i?&lt;br /&gt;No#5.If you have a dream to come true, what will it be?When i finally marry mcfly. The WHOLE band. haha:)&lt;br /&gt;#6.Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?DUH. i saw one before.&lt;br /&gt;#7.What is your goal for this year? Puke on a hobo? Meet Mcfly in person? I think my goal is to have NO goal. Yea... tat's it.&lt;br /&gt;#8.Do you believe in eternity love? Sometimes yes and no. But for MCfly and me, its a yes.&lt;br /&gt;#9.Have you broke someone's heart that he/she tried to commit suicide?Nope. I'm not that important..... This is the part where you ppl say, " Of course ure important enci!!"&lt;br /&gt;#10.What feeling do you love the most? When i'm laughing.&lt;br /&gt;#11. If one day, you realise that the world is going to end, &amp;amp; only you can save the world, what will u do?Sit back and eat corn chips.... Kidding!&lt;br /&gt;#12.What feeling do you hate the most?When someone tell me that candy no longer exsist. You would REALLY BREAK MY HEART AND MAKE ME COMMIT SUICIDE. Haha now all my enemies are happy.&lt;br /&gt;#13.Do you cherish every single friendship of yours? YES. Friends are what makes sch life/life more interesting and fun and meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;#14.What do you think is most important in your life? Uh.. CANDY duh...&lt;br /&gt;#15.Who u do u hope to be always there with u?Family?&lt;br /&gt;#16.Who are your best friends? Everyone's a friend, i dun like to dicriminate or dislike. Unless ure aishu. Now tat's a diff story...:)&lt;br /&gt;#17.What will you do if your parents divorce? Threaten them to get back or else i'll move to Peru?&lt;br /&gt;#19.If a genie grant u 3 wishes, what will it be?1. Sch becomes more fun when all the teachers are fired.2. More money,3. CANDY AND MCFLY AND WILLY WONKA!!&lt;br /&gt;#20: PERSONAL QNS: CANDY OR CHOCOLATE?if you have to blow up one which would you blow up? Myself. Life ain't good when there's no candy or chocs. Dun u agree??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28429816-8531764582527426615?l=itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/feeds/8531764582527426615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28429816&amp;postID=8531764582527426615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/8531764582527426615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/8531764582527426615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/2008/06/quiz-stealing.html' title='Quiz stealing'/><author><name>ahma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04046521633659958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_m-KortWfZ_g/SJgRJoy4amI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LzrlygW5TsI/S220/polkadots.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28429816.post-3738778045095281203</id><published>2008-03-03T04:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T04:37:05.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah blah</title><content type='html'>Ok... i know that i haven't been posting for a long time but it wasn't my fault. I lost my password (again) and had to call my cousin. Ok, so far these are the updates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good things that happened...                    Bad things that happened...&lt;br /&gt;1. I found sick ppl in my class.                   1. I flunked chinese.            &lt;br /&gt;2. They are true pervs.                                 2. Ppl like pricillea                        &lt;br /&gt;3. I found caitlin's tagboard and can         (2/5) is getting horny and is&lt;br /&gt;finally harrass her.                                        stealing my rep as being the &lt;br /&gt;4. Got good marks for macbeth's test.       " SE* Expert.)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                         3. BAh... i got nothingelse to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now wondering what would happen if Clare is actually a man!&lt;br /&gt;The conversation follows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clare: (In deep voice.) Hello enci&lt;br /&gt;Me: *&amp;amp;^%!!!!!!! &amp;amp;*&amp;amp;*(((&amp;amp;^%$%##%!! What the @##$#$ happen to your voice?&lt;br /&gt;Clare: IT broke.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Son of a &amp;amp;^*!@! So you and fion?&lt;br /&gt;Clare: Yeah, she's expecting.&lt;br /&gt;ME: (faints..)&lt;br /&gt; _________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two hours later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clare: You fainted...&lt;br /&gt;ME: Yes i know. So what was the main reason for your gender transformation?&lt;br /&gt;Clare: I was always that way... Didn't you notice?&lt;br /&gt;Me: NO! But wat bout the time i saw pads in your wallet?&lt;br /&gt;Clare: Well,... actually i got 2 reproductive systems. The doggy one was from a jack russell&lt;br /&gt;Me: Well that explains why its even smaller than my thumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28429816-3738778045095281203?l=itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/feeds/3738778045095281203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28429816&amp;postID=3738778045095281203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/3738778045095281203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/3738778045095281203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/2008/03/blah-blah.html' title='Blah blah'/><author><name>ahma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04046521633659958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_m-KortWfZ_g/SJgRJoy4amI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LzrlygW5TsI/S220/polkadots.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28429816.post-2467663962912302110</id><published>2008-01-25T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T23:49:21.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>Hi guys. You know, I am so happy cos yesterday, we did not need to go to school cause of the fact that we st margs ppl pee really hard into the toilet bowl and thus the school's water pipe broke and due to hygeine reasons blah blah blah... and thus we were given the day off from school. So happy till i peed in my pants. Didn't have to go CCA also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, i went to meet my aunt n everyone was looking at me thinking like i was playing truant cos it was school hours. Anyway, here's a joke you might have heard of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so once there was a bunch of guys who threw down 3 things: A pen, a book and a bomb. They threw all of these items down and then went down to see what they've done. They then came across a boy who was staring at a pen on the ground in amazement, he said, ' You know i wanted to write something but i forgot to bring a pen but then suddenly one dropped down! It's miracle!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they went on and saw a boy crying. He told them, 'I was just walking along when a book hit me on the head.' Then after crying the boy laughed laughed cos apparently he went crazy because of the damage the book had done to his head. Lastly they saw another boy but this time he was laughing so hard that he started tearing. He told them,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Oh heavens, i  farted in the direction of my neighbours house and it blew up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28429816-2467663962912302110?l=itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/feeds/2467663962912302110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28429816&amp;postID=2467663962912302110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/2467663962912302110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/2467663962912302110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>ahma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04046521633659958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_m-KortWfZ_g/SJgRJoy4amI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LzrlygW5TsI/S220/polkadots.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28429816.post-5499300314965604034</id><published>2007-10-23T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T02:33:11.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ditching  Blog</title><content type='html'>Ok... i know i have been kinda ditching this blog for a long long long long long long long long long (you got my point) time. So uh... for now nothing new happened same old stuff. Oh ya, the interesting thing that happened today was that our school forced us to sit through some boring grooming class. This so called class was suppose to help us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Have good manners&lt;br /&gt;2. Dress proprerly&lt;br /&gt;3. Learn to address others in a more formal manner.&lt;br /&gt;4. Respect others by showing good body language&lt;br /&gt;4. Help enci stop falling asleep during the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright so the last one was made up but still, the class was still quite boring&lt;br /&gt;though. Everyone talked alot and that image-consultant-person/instrusctor had to ask us to zip it like a million times. But hey i did some pretty 'constructive' stuff inside. The list follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Harrass the other ppl from the other classes.&lt;br /&gt;2. Sabo others.&lt;br /&gt;3. Annoy others.&lt;br /&gt;4. Make fun of others.&lt;br /&gt;5. Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;(Guess the class didn't manage to achieve the 'help enci stop falling asleep' goal.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...that's all but i got a joke i got from wei yan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so the joke is that once, there was this guy who was a taxi driver or something and his fren told him that at night he wasn't suppose to pick up woman who are dreesed in white. But one night, while driving, he accidentally picked up a woman who was wearing white. He was drunk and didn't notice. So he was drving and driving and as he was reversing the car, he looked into the mirror thingy at the front trying to reverse the car properly and then, the woman wasn't there. He was so freaked out that he started driving hysterically and then lost control of the car and then he banged into a tree. Then, he saw a bloody hand portruding out of the backseat. He screamed and ran for his life.BUT! This is what really happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WOMAN WASN'T A GHOST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see this woman has an unsightly habit of picking her nose and when she felt like picking her nose, she was embarrased to let the taxi driver see so she bent down and crouched low behing the back seat so that the taxi driver can't see her picking her nose. So that bring us to the part whereby the taxi driver saw the woman 'dissapear' and then he freaked out right? Ok then he crashed into the tree. The woman's finger is in her nose was in her nostril, imagine that. Then afterwards when the car crashed, the impact was so great that the woman't finger so called dug deeper into the nostril than desired and so lots of blood came out. That explains the bloody finger + hand. The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha..you not laughing? Um...ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28429816-5499300314965604034?l=itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/feeds/5499300314965604034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28429816&amp;postID=5499300314965604034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/5499300314965604034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/5499300314965604034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/2007/10/ditching-blog.html' title='Ditching  Blog'/><author><name>ahma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04046521633659958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_m-KortWfZ_g/SJgRJoy4amI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LzrlygW5TsI/S220/polkadots.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28429816.post-3489299803999641353</id><published>2007-09-08T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T03:11:34.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bus trama...</title><content type='html'>Ok.... I am back again and today me n mua class went for the trip 2 e sc centre. And it was fun...we saw the electric chair and then we played in the water section and got our uniform wet and abt a dozen ppl looking at us n thinking that we are lunatics running around. I was screaming pretty much of the time... and then bus trip was the best. we were laughing bout thedog n cat thingy and we tot that rachelle looks hot like Anna nicole smith... and since word has spread that zac efron dumped the vannesa person 4 a fat ass of a lady, we tot aishu had a chance of dating zac efron. if ure wondering what aishu looks like, you can rather stare at a watermelon...yea. Ok that's&lt;br /&gt;kinda mean but she has got me scolded by some 'cher 4 more than once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, the kahu story (continued...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kahu undergone the operation and successfully  came out after 500 years. Her grandpa still ignored her and then tragerdy striked! The whales were in trouble! The whales were so immersed by kahu's developments that they all developes PETDTBD also known as ( Post Excitement Trauma Due To Big Developments) disease... this drived the whales up the wall...or rather up to shore... the whales started beaching themselves. ( Beaching means making themsleves wash up to the shore and then thay will dehydrate and die.) Then, Kahu fely sorry for the mess she had made and then she ran to the beach and yelled:' Te mea Te mea, Mea Mea, Te Te' and then she continued her yelling.' Thou shall not grow!' and with that she used a knife and plunged into her devlopments and it all shrank. Her chest was nearly flat... On that day, some could swear that they heard the President of the Drink more Grow more drink scream,' Kahu...noooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the end of kahu's developments but the good news was that kahu's grandfather started to pay more attention to her as he loved whales and the whles survied...they lived happily ever after and ate kahu's developments. ( they thought it was bubble gum...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28429816-3489299803999641353?l=itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/feeds/3489299803999641353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28429816&amp;postID=3489299803999641353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/3489299803999641353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/3489299803999641353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/2007/09/bus-trama.html' title='Bus trama...'/><author><name>ahma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04046521633659958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_m-KortWfZ_g/SJgRJoy4amI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LzrlygW5TsI/S220/polkadots.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28429816.post-8210968258048932416</id><published>2007-08-31T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T02:42:52.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teacher's Day</title><content type='html'>Hey... exam is comin...sigh...you noe they told us that this is a i week holiday? I tell you its all fake man! I got like 3 projects, tons of homework, and i have to return 2 sch like 4 days a week for my stupid CCA and service learning(whatever that means)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today is teacher's day! So fun! There was this one preformance that this girl had to shake her ass like so hard! I tot it was gonna drop off! It was cool but i tot the butt shaking part was just a little too much. Then the teachers told us the theme 4 'cher's day was retro. And afterwards some 'chers put up this performance that they have to dance to some song. So enthu but ridiculous..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after the celebration, wei yan jing ying wan yu bianca and me went out to watch movies. We didn't though cause the line was like sooooo long and we probably had to wait till our boobs shrivell up then we get to buy the tickets. Yup. Then later we ate lunch at burger king and then went to the MRT and stone... afterwards we saw bernedette. She didn't look any diff though. Oh ya we went and visit nanyang also. All the teachers pang sai or pang se us and left shortly after we arrive. P.S. Pang se means back out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay the highlight is that on thurs, i wrote a story cause i was bored. Here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save the whales, by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once there was a girl called kahu who was not loved by her grandfather. Why? 'Cause the MOHDFW (Minsitry of human development for woman) rejected Kahu as the spokes person to give a talk to kids about the dangers of having "small developments." Her grandfather was extremely dissapointed and ignored and paid very little attention to Kahu. Kahu then suffered a depression and her developments shrunk and worse, delocated from her body and dropped off. It took a 500 year operation to put transplants into Kahu's developments for them to be the way they were before. The President of the "Drink More Grow More" beverage remarked: " A 500 year operation and her grandpa is still not satisfied! That greedy boob!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. To catch more off my story, be sure to check the next post out! Till then, rock on peeps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28429816-8210968258048932416?l=itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/feeds/8210968258048932416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28429816&amp;postID=8210968258048932416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/8210968258048932416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/8210968258048932416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/2007/08/teachers-day.html' title='Teacher&apos;s Day'/><author><name>ahma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04046521633659958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_m-KortWfZ_g/SJgRJoy4amI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LzrlygW5TsI/S220/polkadots.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28429816.post-554312221504638350</id><published>2007-08-25T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T20:07:52.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Japanese peeps and rasins.</title><content type='html'>HALLO!!! Sorry for not postin for soooooooooooooo (I think you got the pic.) long. I lost my pass. I know retatrted( is this how u spell it?) Anyway some stuff happened! First some Japanese guy came to our class. His name is yuki. I thought he looked like a rasin with dots. Kinda like St margs girls with their uniform on. Anyway, i was excited to teach him the cat and dogs rule with rachelle celina, jin-ni. We screamed so much that the teacher had to change our place. But he was and idiot. He changed our place so that rachelle sits right behind me and jin-ni sits beside us. SUCKER!! Hahahahaha. Sry, got carried away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he came, with Ariel. Ariel was excited. She was so polite to him that i thought he was the president of rasin land. I can't blame her though. After all living without a guy for so long can be pretty stressful 4 her. But the sad news was we couldn't teach that yuki guy much. Anyway he didn'y speak english. Excepy he said "Hi." and "bye." That wasn't very much. We begged ariel to be a transalator 4 us. but then the transalator didn't know very much about where babies come from. So in the end we just left him alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's this girl Mikki. She's nicer and funnier. She laughed at everything i said. Tat's nice. Then, hannah told her i liked yuki (which so wasn't true.) Then when hannah wasn't listening i told Mikki that hannah needs a man,.....Like yuki. Hannah heard it. She used her badminton racket and hit my erm...below. I was in so much pain. Mikki was laughing so hard i was afraid she may pee. Some student exchange programme huh. We got lectured by out teacher for behaving like retards in front of the japan peeps. Well, no one listen and clare slept throughout the lecture and aishwarya complained that she has a headache.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28429816-554312221504638350?l=itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/feeds/554312221504638350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28429816&amp;postID=554312221504638350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/554312221504638350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/554312221504638350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/2007/08/japanese-peeps-and-rasins.html' title='Japanese peeps and rasins.'/><author><name>ahma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04046521633659958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_m-KortWfZ_g/SJgRJoy4amI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LzrlygW5TsI/S220/polkadots.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28429816.post-710393972307250821</id><published>2007-05-16T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T02:53:01.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst workout ever man...</title><content type='html'>Okay...I am so high today...yay Germaine and candy comin back frm the US!! Okay today is like so siaow ok....u noe right in sch we did BODY JAM it's like some kinda workout...and the instructor was so dumb...all the exercises we did was-.-''...yea. And one of the exercise was like you have to 'push' your butt and give it a little jerk and then one of my fren(sarah) was like shaking her butt all over the place like some retard...but it was entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;HIGHLIGHT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The funniest thing happened... In chamble onsom today..while our voilin teacher was talking(he's a dude...) he suddenly reached towards his chest and scratched his you noe....boob. Normally i don't notice this type of stuff..(small lie) but when my fren started laughing like a luntanic then i noticed him still scratching. Then the rest of the ppl there started laughing and one even stamp on the ground hardly while laughing. Seriously i don't laugh that much( Lie no.2) I just sat there( Lie no.3).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;So in the end my advice to that Dude:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;1. Go buy a bra...( he's thingy is a little too big..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;2. Don't scratch...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28429816-710393972307250821?l=itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/feeds/710393972307250821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28429816&amp;postID=710393972307250821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/710393972307250821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/710393972307250821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/2007/05/worst-workout-ever-man.html' title='Worst workout ever man...'/><author><name>ahma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04046521633659958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_m-KortWfZ_g/SJgRJoy4amI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LzrlygW5TsI/S220/polkadots.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28429816.post-2851017464626243808</id><published>2007-05-13T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T22:37:04.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My accomplishment!! P.S.Something embarrasing...</title><content type='html'>Yes! I did it! i tell u i am so damn happy! Finally i can put in the 'how well u noe me' best fren test thingy. This few days i very free leh...nth to do jus stay at home and SLACK! That's the life man...oh and you noe? Yesterday, i went with my cusions to Holland V. and it was very embarrasing ok...they were like stopping at this shop( can't remember which one...) and they were admiring the swim suits. And then beside the swim suits was a few underware.( they as in my cus like it too) Those underware we're like ridiculous all of them had messages like: 'Kill whales but don't kill girls' or ' FACT: My grandma's panties can hold 2 full cups of milk.'  So they was like askin me which one to buy but i was not interested. Then suddenly i tell you ar...the most horrible thing i saw. In the shop i saw the huge sign that says: 'Clothes for men only! 50% off!' I freaked. Yea you guessed it...for the pass 15 min all my cousins( all gurls) were standing in a shop, wanting to buy underware that was meant for men. OMG! The worst part was my cousins didn't believe me  and was making a big fuss with all the man inside looking at us until i showed them the sign. We ran like siaow, out of the shop, tooka bus and went home. P.S. Don't try this at a shopping centre...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28429816-2851017464626243808?l=itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/feeds/2851017464626243808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28429816&amp;postID=2851017464626243808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/2851017464626243808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/2851017464626243808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-accomplishment-pssomething.html' title='My accomplishment!! P.S.Something embarrasing...'/><author><name>ahma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04046521633659958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_m-KortWfZ_g/SJgRJoy4amI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LzrlygW5TsI/S220/polkadots.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28429816.post-8389587891344304958</id><published>2007-05-09T05:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T05:28:13.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Series of events</title><content type='html'>OKAY....sry ppl, for not updating for so long...my bad..lol. But i went and asked my cuz and then i found out my password. So anyway, some stuff happened from dec till now. OK, first,in our school, in HCL class i got this wacko friend, called brenda, her fav phrase when talking is, " Nenefu you Abu nene, no more nene person." Rough transalation: Boob you, you indian got no boob person...lol. Then next my mom wanted to change the floor outside because at my last class party, we found out that there were moss growing on the floor or green stuff and it was like damn dirty. SO mom drove me to this huge wearhouse in the middle of nowhere. So like i asked her" Why are we here?' n she was like " Pick titles.' so i said ok. And then everything was fine when 2 dogs came out of nowhere and started sniffing our butts. But they were quite cute so i was ok but my mom totally freaked. She was like trying to push the dog away but then that dog just kept coming and then the guy trying to sell us titles was trying so hard not to laugh while pulling the dog away. Then suddenly the dog turned and then barked at that guy so damn loud and he screamed..........like a girl. So the inference i made from that: I never knew it was so fun to go shopping in a title factory with my mom. You ppl should try that sometime=) Okay and then before i go and not update for another 6 months, here's something for you ppl: Li hui has this huge secret, go dig it out from her...haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28429816-8389587891344304958?l=itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/feeds/8389587891344304958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28429816&amp;postID=8389587891344304958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/8389587891344304958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/8389587891344304958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/2007/05/series-of-events_09.html' title='Series of events'/><author><name>ahma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04046521633659958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_m-KortWfZ_g/SJgRJoy4amI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LzrlygW5TsI/S220/polkadots.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28429816.post-116695976878828654</id><published>2006-12-24T03:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T03:29:28.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Very bored</title><content type='html'>You all would hav noticed tat my blog skin as changed...all thanks to wei yan who came to my hse on fri, 2 days after sch posting:)...lol:) Now my cuz is in the hse...for christmas eve gathering:) Oh and plus yesterday bianca, wei yan and wan yu came too my hse...we made ice kachang...sort of=.=( zapple ribena and alot of ice...yum!) And then we practised throwing the candy into our mouth...i nearly choked and spit but the rest was pretty good...we bought lots of stuff in plaza sing for the boys=.= Somehow we forgot about the girls...=.=...lol Anyway merry christmas to whoever is reading this:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28429816-116695976878828654?l=itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/feeds/116695976878828654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28429816&amp;postID=116695976878828654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/116695976878828654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/116695976878828654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/2006/12/very-bored.html' title='Very bored'/><author><name>ahma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04046521633659958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_m-KortWfZ_g/SJgRJoy4amI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LzrlygW5TsI/S220/polkadots.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28429816.post-116468338337370691</id><published>2006-11-27T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T19:09:43.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>Today/Everyday is so boring...nth to do. Cousins came yesterday...but it was no fun...we had like nth to do for the whole day...jus listen to the adults talk,talk and TALK...lol...oh and btw, many ppl(including myself ) is appealing for nygh...with the exception of doro(she's going to hwa chong)...haha...lol anyway, joline is also going to appeal...gd luck to her... she will like definitely get in...cos she's the captian of the sch basketball team..lol but for me my only cca(calligraphy) is so sucky...jus ask kai cheng and joline...haha Oh and btw li hui has gone to the country of love(paris)....wa....gd 4 her...i'm still in the country of toture(singapore) sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I still can't change my blogskin...HELP..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28429816-116468338337370691?l=itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/feeds/116468338337370691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28429816&amp;postID=116468338337370691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/116468338337370691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/116468338337370691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/2006/11/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>ahma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04046521633659958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_m-KortWfZ_g/SJgRJoy4amI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LzrlygW5TsI/S220/polkadots.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28429816.post-116442284780954255</id><published>2006-11-24T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T18:47:27.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!</title><content type='html'>Ok i finally know how to change my password(thank goodness) but i dunno who change my blogskin....hmmm anyway i am so bored at home....sigh...lol. Anyone wants to host the next class party? Not me...and as expected my hse utility bill went up again....after the party...it's ok, i guess...anyway my psle results sux....so lousy...just look at shanxi's...263 leh...i'll can never het that type of mark....lucky her...can chose 2 go rgps or nygh maybe she'll go rgps...good sch...sigh...just tag anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. the stupid parrot at my neighbour's hse is screaming it's head off...again. lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28429816-116442284780954255?l=itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/feeds/116442284780954255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28429816&amp;postID=116442284780954255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/116442284780954255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/116442284780954255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/2006/11/yay.html' title='YAY!'/><author><name>ahma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04046521633659958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_m-KortWfZ_g/SJgRJoy4amI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LzrlygW5TsI/S220/polkadots.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28429816.post-116433937900781719</id><published>2006-11-23T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T19:36:19.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>Ok, i am the REAL ahma speaking here, and all those those things you have saw....completely untrue. Those things is weiyan wrote one...not me....I do not like tze yang and I DO NOT like him....Waht kind of rubbish are they writing. OK now that i have managed to get hold of my blog password i am going to change it immediately...only one prob. How do i change password? Any ideas? PLease tag!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28429816-116433937900781719?l=itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/feeds/116433937900781719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28429816&amp;postID=116433937900781719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/116433937900781719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/116433937900781719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/2006/11/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>ahma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04046521633659958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_m-KortWfZ_g/SJgRJoy4amI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LzrlygW5TsI/S220/polkadots.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28429816.post-114819159344911357</id><published>2006-05-20T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T23:06:33.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blah</title><content type='html'>hi i m yap enci of pri6J.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28429816-114819159344911357?l=itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/feeds/114819159344911357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28429816&amp;postID=114819159344911357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/114819159344911357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/114819159344911357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/2006/05/blah.html' title='blah'/><author><name>ahma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04046521633659958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_m-KortWfZ_g/SJgRJoy4amI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LzrlygW5TsI/S220/polkadots.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28429816.post-114811588745758062</id><published>2006-05-20T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T02:04:47.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hi</title><content type='html'>hi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28429816-114811588745758062?l=itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/feeds/114811588745758062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28429816&amp;postID=114811588745758062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/114811588745758062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28429816/posts/default/114811588745758062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsgoodtobeold.blogspot.com/2006/05/hi.html' title='hi'/><author><name>ahma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04046521633659958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_m-KortWfZ_g/SJgRJoy4amI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LzrlygW5TsI/S220/polkadots.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
