<?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-5750579</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:15:21.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>indecent obsession</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Roslyn</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>281</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750579.post-8307892977549687591</id><published>2008-09-14T02:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T02:50:07.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i do the stupidest things ever. i got out of the shower and was drying my hair in front of the fan, then i sorta notice there wasnt the usual smell of washed hair so i grabbed a bunch of my hair and sniffed it. yeah la quite gross shoving my hair into my nostrils. so anyway it didnt smell like shampoo at all, not smelly la, more like no smell. then i thought: eh? did i wash my hair at all? i dont</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/8307892977549687591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/8307892977549687591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#8307892977549687591' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-2859395411724244165</id><published>2008-09-07T17:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T17:37:44.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i wrote an elaborate freaking long complaint/compliment to POSB cos i was quite pissed off/ pleased. yeah its complicated. i know it sounds shit informal but i dont care i guess someone gets paid to read whatever ppl send in right??here goes:Since posb is part of DBS i suppose its appropriate to complain here? I've tried applying for ibanking several times through the atm but was shown :</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/2859395411724244165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/2859395411724244165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#2859395411724244165' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-7361223395457006604</id><published>2008-04-04T18:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T19:09:53.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sigh i have that heart sinking to my feet feeling again. Both physically and mentally. im so so so tired and there's nothing to look forward to except my bed, which although seems like the best thing is but an inanimate object. i should be contented cos sleep is probably just what i need but im not. oh well. i really should be happy with what i have. Anyway vic told me, and i agree that the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/7361223395457006604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/7361223395457006604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#7361223395457006604' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-8767456710614598510</id><published>2007-12-22T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T21:22:16.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The past week hasnt exactly been great. Wow i just made the understatement of the century. srsly, i've been sleeping so little and its getting to me a bit and feelling cranky and rather appetiteless. ( waste of money when i cant finish my food :( ) lemme try to recall the eventsMonday: went msia and got dunkin donuts yay( one of the better parts of the week) Fell down (ya i know wth) on my butt </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/8767456710614598510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/8767456710614598510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#8767456710614598510' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-4953663609423090446</id><published>2007-09-09T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T14:49:57.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The past week had been damn action packed, mainly filled by doing proj(which we FINALLY handed in) and i still manage to have fun :D am i well balanced or what. hah.. okay maybe not really with the sleeping part but i read this off some advert somewhere: Live, Love, Laugh. Sleep later. hahah.. i am content as of now, and i think it somewhat is due to my low expectations. A friend said some ppl </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/4953663609423090446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/4953663609423090446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#4953663609423090446' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yX3C_pzY-20/RuOWlAGwAxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/EuVVg1TIguQ/s72-c/DSC00460.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750579.post-7564693678009511345</id><published>2007-09-05T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T02:20:55.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Because, such is life.Why do i only realise the importance of ppl only when they are leaving?Why are we given hope only to be disappointed?Why am i affected when i know i shouldnt be?Why why why?and whytf did we spend away the entire morning discusing our proj only to realise we have chosen the wrong model to follow at the end of the day? its is very superbly insanely upsetting cos now we hafta </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/7564693678009511345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/7564693678009511345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#7564693678009511345' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-3439430096682660829</id><published>2007-08-26T04:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T04:19:27.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The first highim so happy it feels unreal. But it is! :) It's been too long since sth good happened and yes, finally it did yay yayayayay hahah but shit later got tuition and got project to prepare sian. hah should get some sleep bye!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/3439430096682660829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/3439430096682660829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#3439430096682660829' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-8868132183486243389</id><published>2007-08-15T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T22:25:53.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i think what i really need for my birthday (ahem its only 2 months away! ), besides a new phone, is one of those electric bug killers that looks like a badminton racket. cos im so sick of using my slipper/rolled up newspaper/conventional fly slapping swat which has holes for insect bits to fly thru when u whack em real hard (yes they do dont ask me how i know i might barf). so yeah i need one. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/8868132183486243389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/8868132183486243389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#8868132183486243389' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-1613115089671537881</id><published>2007-08-02T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T03:21:52.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>since pri 6, i've been keeping a journal (of course there are like 5 journals alr) and it turned from a daily thing to a once in 3-4months kinda thing. and if i had my table and the privacy of a rm i'd be writing in it instead of typing it here. yeah the contents abt the same but strangely i feel less conspicuous typing rather than madly scribbling into a notebk cos if someone walked into u </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/1613115089671537881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/1613115089671537881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#1613115089671537881' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-2400426933042579200</id><published>2007-08-01T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T01:37:01.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am quite satisfied with myself now cos i just finished my bc hw yay. its some simple excel thing la, but still, i knew nuts bout excel cos we didnt use it in jc AT ALL. Anyway i found a new favourite hobby just now. i was trying to close my drawer and it wouldnt close cos it was bursting with stuff so i decided to pack it abit. i found 3 empty envelopes (was adressed to me but stripped of its </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/2400426933042579200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/2400426933042579200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#2400426933042579200' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-8633180865046468874</id><published>2007-07-27T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T23:47:43.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> i was looking thru old pics and came across tomato boy so i decided to post a pic of him. i took it with my old phone (SIGH). anyway its a freak genetically mutated tomato which looks like it has a....er finger like protrusion. HA i was at prime buying tomatoes and he caught my eye and i knew i had to buy him. i showed my mom and and exclaimed:look i bought a tomato boy! and she said: wa you3 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/8633180865046468874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/8633180865046468874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#8633180865046468874' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yX3C_pzY-20/RqoRtbce9cI/AAAAAAAAACs/SIoc-H0RqgA/s72-c/DSC00197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750579.post-1180162973415868390</id><published>2007-07-12T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T22:31:26.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What am I to you?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/1180162973415868390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/1180162973415868390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#1180162973415868390' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-8572752819812785127</id><published>2007-07-03T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T17:27:56.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yesterday was a bad day cos it was the first day of school. No i didnt understand a shit about business computing.i didnt make any new friendsthere were no, zero, nada, zilch, handsome boys in my lecture (altho there was ezann lee)i didnt have funYes i felt stupider than usualthe food was not badit was a long dayi went to the gym and pigged out on ice cream later at 2am cos it makes me happy.i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/8572752819812785127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/8572752819812785127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#8572752819812785127' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yX3C_pzY-20/RooTqL5CmrI/AAAAAAAAACM/Aren5nB5iac/s72-c/CIMG9256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750579.post-7466937303972470847</id><published>2007-06-29T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T11:45:58.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yesterday calvin called me a whiny bitch and i cant help but agree. i should stop it already. thinking about what i dont have just makes me feel like shit anyways. so im gonna think positive thoughts and embrace everything that comes in my way *cue birds chirping and waterfall sounds. yuck so corny. anyway im quite happy now that my father got a new job that he likes and he's gonna buy a new dvd </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/7466937303972470847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/7466937303972470847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#7466937303972470847' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-8057341760372259109</id><published>2007-06-26T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T15:31:59.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i just called ssdc to find out how to engage a private instructor from there andthat bitch phone operator ( who took like almost a min to answer my call) said:go find yellow pages lorme: u mean i gotta go call every one and ask them are they from ssdc?#Q#!"bpo: yame: oh thats very helpful. thanks bye.omg i cant believe it. i wish service standards were higher. (ref to manager at mind cafe)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/8057341760372259109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/8057341760372259109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#8057341760372259109' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-29662646795559635</id><published>2007-06-22T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T23:11:05.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow i cant believe how effing sway i am.  yest i failed my advance theory then my phone got stolen (yes, i am pretty damn sure it was stolen, not lost) and im not gonna say "it cant get any worse than this" cos it probably will when i say it. seriously, i must have done alota bad shit in the past cos this year has been nothing but shitloads of bad karma. but i sorta ( about 43.234445%) got over </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/29662646795559635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/29662646795559635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#29662646795559635' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-7932911612305725632</id><published>2007-05-27T04:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T04:43:02.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The NUS union chair person is terribly insensitive. She sent out an email that starts with "Hi! A very warm welcome to NUS" IN MY FACE. Maybe she should have waited till acceptance is confirmed before sending out such emails. Not that im expecting it anyways.I should be sleeping but i wish i didnt have to. Then my days will be longer and i'd have more time. Not like i have any meaningful and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/7932911612305725632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/7932911612305725632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#7932911612305725632' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-1675340384992455769</id><published>2007-05-25T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T19:28:34.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New Shoesi read this quote in the newspaper "you can only buy so much stuff before the gaping holes in your soul shows up" and i cant help but agree. Retail therapy can only get u that far. (which is not that far actually) i wish i could " put some new shoes on and suddenly everything's right". hah...i think the almost worst feeling in the world is learning that someone who matters dont believe </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/1675340384992455769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/1675340384992455769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#1675340384992455769' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-6522496623417735888</id><published>2007-05-19T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T22:59:37.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i have purple lips!!! hahaha thank u sean :D the automatically-assumed pose during lectures.jannah!( if u're reading this) remember MUTHUQOO? @!#@%$# *swoon Its a self portrait by steven/sebastian whats-his-name and was displayed outside gen office cos its so larrrveelyy cute chicken drumstick cracker my sis bought, it kinda sucked tho. lao hong alr hello REEEEERIAAAAAA  oh the beauty of jemmy's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/6522496623417735888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/6522496623417735888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#6522496623417735888' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yX3C_pzY-20/Rk8JuIVJPVI/AAAAAAAAACE/7QTM55qAObI/s72-c/purple+lips+b4+haircut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750579.post-7109063434697521020</id><published>2007-04-18T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T16:25:30.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>damnit i gotta give tuition at 4.30 and its alr 4.27. anyway life really sucks now. im not usually the type that says this all the time whenever small schnitz happen and go all whiny and wallow in self pity. but it really does now. i miss everyone and all this staying home is alienating me from the society and could possibly affect my late teehhood so much that when im forty i still have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/7109063434697521020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/7109063434697521020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#7109063434697521020' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-3922262408756856830</id><published>2007-03-09T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T22:00:15.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yes, i've fucked up big time. This must be the worst ever thing (academically) to ever happen to me. i'm done crying and beating myself up over it, but i still dont and never will think that i deserve what i got. i worked so hard and omg its making me feel sad all over again. arrghh... but im glad i didnt have to go thru this shit by myself cos it would have been much worse and would have taken </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/3922262408756856830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/3922262408756856830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#3922262408756856830' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-116745652841418840</id><published>2006-12-30T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T13:28:48.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The idea of togetherness, love, warmth, tenderness and mutual understanding fascinates you but you seem to be embarrassed by the thought of allowing this to appear openly. It would appear that you employ a cautious exploratory tactic in the pursuit of this objective, making sure that you are neither irrevocably committed nor found out.Now there are many things in life that you require as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/116745652841418840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/116745652841418840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116745652841418840' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-116680829786115789</id><published>2006-12-23T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T01:24:57.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i think my parents took all the lights from bloody best denki and put em in my toilet. it was so farking bright all i could see was an endless white space when i turn the light on (well almost). so irritating la, so i decided to just do without the light. hah so gay kiang u must be thinking, but u are wrong! it was a completely earth shattering body cleansing hair lightening cookie baking etc </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/116680829786115789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/116680829786115789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116680829786115789' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-116375384818945199</id><published>2006-11-17T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T16:57:28.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EVERYONE finishes today. BOOHOOHOO... (i like this term okay, it is dramatic and expresses my sadness well) 6more days ugh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/116375384818945199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/116375384818945199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116375384818945199' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-116073354545846716</id><published>2006-10-13T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:59:05.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow i seem to have loads to say today. ya, u know, those things that change when u least expect it, like those u've already learnt to accept and live with, those u take for granted? suddenly it changes, and u feel all weird inside. i mean, there are good changes too, like being forgiven and stuff, when u think there's absolute no chance of ever talking again, then surprise!then i feel damn happy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/116073354545846716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/116073354545846716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116073354545846716' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-116073153296528527</id><published>2006-10-13T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:25:34.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so, yesterday was the last day of school. i had mixed feelings, part of me was glad sch's finally ending cos sch after prelims was quite a waste of time. but was also quite sad cos afterall, its like a year and a half long habit already. yup, so i was quite sad when the teachers were giving their well wishes,but it wasnt sad-till-im-gonna-tear, more like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/116073153296528527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/116073153296528527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116073153296528527' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-115408761710049586</id><published>2006-07-28T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T19:53:37.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On wednesday, it was service learning day. (My sch even printed a banner to tell everyone that. -.- ) the whole sch's suppose to do cip on that day. so there were no lessons. anyway, my class went to assissi home and hospice. and guess who i saw there. the hokkien mee uncle from kcp :( i thought: hwa that man looks kinda familiar. then realization hit me, and i wanted to go talk to him. but i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/115408761710049586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/115408761710049586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115408761710049586' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-115090924944688090</id><published>2006-06-22T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T01:33:46.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i enjoyed the class reunion, it was nice seein ppl whom i havent seen in a looong looonnng time, say 1 and half years? feels like we're in class again :) time's a bitch, when its study time it moves ever so slowly, and when u're being happy it moves at lightning speed. and the worse thing is, time's only unidirectional. sigh. (*side note: i miss chicken hands) Anyways, fish and co is quite a nice</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/115090924944688090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/115090924944688090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115090924944688090' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-115057522254499565</id><published>2006-06-18T03:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T04:41:04.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh gawd i SO TIRED. Night all! oh and, CHINA ROCKS MY PURPLE POLKA DOTTED SOCKS! :DA BAMBOO FOREST HOW COOL IS THAT. On the way up taishan, we were laughing at the photos displayed at the photo booths offering to take a photo for 5 rmb or sth. cos they all looked damn ass fake, like the ppl were pasted on the backgrnd. we thought they looked quite ridiculous, and then we took this photo. :l and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/115057522254499565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/115057522254499565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115057522254499565' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-114959236752612719</id><published>2006-06-06T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T19:52:24.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In loving memory,SO CUTE RIGHT THE LEG OMGOGOMGMGOGMGGMGOGMN*hyperventilates.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/114959236752612719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/114959236752612719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114959236752612719' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-114504313092263072</id><published>2006-04-15T02:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T03:36:24.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>on wednesday, my terrapin died. (it was damn cute lah and yes i know u've never heard of anyone's terrapin dying before.) then on thursday i realize i got a 3 for pw. (wtf?) on friday i contemplated suicide.i'm just kidding. but seriously, who the hell puts in like SO MUCH FCUCKING EFFORT for pw gets a 3?@!#$# HUH! hate those bitches who gave the grade. GRRR.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/114504313092263072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/114504313092263072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114504313092263072' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-114345819952837069</id><published>2006-03-27T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T19:16:41.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://kevan.org/johari?view=RoslynnSo, 55% of those who did the thing thinks im friendly. That speaks SO much of my character la. Hahah...http://kevan.org/nohari?view=RoslynnI have some very honest friends. hmm :l</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/114345819952837069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/114345819952837069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114345819952837069' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-114210408189144761</id><published>2006-03-12T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T03:08:01.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This following is a boring post:The holidays are here! so that means there's some time for reminiscence. HAH..A year ago, which was 11th of march 2005, was Rockerfellas skank! It was great, cept this guy who ruined Runaway :l Before the concert, i went kboxing with 1T28. It was quite funny cos the guys sang songs like take me on by a1 and they were like screaming into their mikes to hit the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/114210408189144761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/114210408189144761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114210408189144761' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-114096078891194622</id><published>2006-02-26T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T21:33:08.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>who's that guy? lalalalalalalala// click on my nohari's window too! haha.. im like asking for a beating.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/114096078891194622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/114096078891194622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114096078891194622' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-114078036160301660</id><published>2006-02-24T19:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T19:26:01.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://kevan.org/nohari?name=Roslynnu can bitch abt me too! Hahah//</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/114078036160301660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/114078036160301660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114078036160301660' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-114077965173928501</id><published>2006-02-24T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T19:14:11.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://kevan.org/johari?name=RoslynnCLICK IT! :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/114077965173928501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/114077965173928501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114077965173928501' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-114016682159070152</id><published>2006-02-17T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T17:00:21.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>at 2.52pm i knew i was going to receive a letter. and till now im still thinking abt what its content might be. and i thought of 2 possibilities.1) Dear Roslyn,u have been a really bad and insensitve friend, and i kinda hate u, please stay away from me. avoid sitting near me in class or cafe and try not to run near me during pe too. thanks! and i wont be eating tow huay with u anytime soon.love,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/114016682159070152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/114016682159070152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114016682159070152' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-113388197051568019</id><published>2005-12-06T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T23:12:50.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>saturday 03dec05:the levi's party sucked ass. &gt;:( because it started TWO FREAKING HOURS LATE and caused me to not see Ronin AND Electrico! DANG. and all we could do at the levis party was to see some models strut around in their levis. and although there was this dj guy from uk and free drinks (even when the age limit was 15, tsk), it still didnt outweigh the fact we sat on the wet grass for an </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/113388197051568019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/113388197051568019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113388197051568019' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-113353745819485909</id><published>2005-12-02T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T23:30:58.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the follwing is a pretty meaningless post:yay... today, is a good day! confrimed a few more assignments ( see the dollar signs in my eyes) with wicky then went far far away from lido ( 3 consecutive days there is not fun) and we saw a tofu machine! YAYAYAYAYYA... and we turned 4, of which all were different! so lucky. heh.. finally met up with yeo lae after SOOOO LOONNGGG..........and we ate at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/113353745819485909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/113353745819485909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113353745819485909' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-113275803289274421</id><published>2005-11-23T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T23:00:32.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i watched hairpotter again! yay.. and it rocks as much as the first time. and i think victor krum/ stan whose-surname-i-cant-pronounce-cos-it-has-no-vowels is hot.7 reasons why he is THE MAN OF THE SHOW.7) he's the quidditch (spell check) super star (everyone loves a sports man)6) he has got stubble ( so man la!)5) he's got a sexy bulgarian accent ("tha tent is only four competitors and frans! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/113275803289274421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/113275803289274421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113275803289274421' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-113111120059526775</id><published>2005-11-04T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T21:33:20.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh the simple joys derived from the playground. i like the springy thing which rocks back and forth.There you stood before me, a changed man, whose eyes never met mine.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/113111120059526775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/113111120059526775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113111120059526775' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-113059856470617656</id><published>2005-10-29T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T23:09:24.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OH HOW COULD  I HAVE FORGETTEN. THE SYMBOLIC MOVE!Hahah.. quite corny sounding but im quite freaking excited! yes, its finally here. 28 dec! my class will be at sav waiting. it'll be quite nice and weepy if we were to be at malan rd for the lastest time singing the sch song and everything but too bad we werent the half assigned there. the dp kept telling us bout all the incentives that we'll get </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/113059856470617656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/113059856470617656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113059856470617656' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-113049681976547509</id><published>2005-10-28T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T18:53:39.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its the last dayayyaaayyyay of sch! and its been a pretty good one.1) i didnt get caught for my hair! HAH. am i lucky or what.2) got the rapture dvd!3) watched at deb's place and painted our toenails and i attempted to buff my nail and now its as shiny as a concrete pavement. =/ its my first time la.4) the effect kinda sucked, ppl wearing white turned out to be all white figures due to the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/113049681976547509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/113049681976547509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113049681976547509' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-112995823081060511</id><published>2005-10-22T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T15:06:15.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i feel so loved! haha.. yes, birthdays are so uplifting i wished it happened monthly. =x it has been an action-packed and surpsrising week! :Dsunday 16 my sister bought me tiramisu cake! =) yay! its my first ever.monday 17 (Happy birhtday to Nigel!): my friend got promoted! XD (we are the lowest in class with an amazingly low record-breaking 34 points!) but whatever man, we'll kickass for As. =/ </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/112995823081060511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/112995823081060511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112995823081060511' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-112928751111197717</id><published>2005-10-14T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T18:58:31.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today has been pretty fucked up. its reality-slaps-you-in-the-face day aka get back results day. got Cs for gp and chinese. which is okay cos its the best grade for me already. oh then it was chem, i g0t what, 19/70. which probly is nolonger an F but a H or sth. frm a C in ct to this, it was horrible. maths was okay cos the paper was not hard. then was the fate-determining result. we both needed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/112928751111197717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/112928751111197717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112928751111197717' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-112911795690998362</id><published>2005-10-12T19:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T19:52:36.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i had a hair cut today. and it was NOT AT ALL orgasmic as its suppose to be. =/ she did wash my hair and attempted to massage and eveything, BUT IT JUST FREAKING SUCKS TO HAVE UR HAIR WASHED IN A BASIN. v uncomfortable. oh, and she washed my shirt too. hah.. guess thats what u get when its crowded.. =/ and my hair cut wasnt that nice either. the side of my fringe is quite ugly. cos man was so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/112911795690998362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/112911795690998362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112911795690998362' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-112418704196169348</id><published>2005-08-16T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T18:10:41.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my sch seems to find immense pleasure in reading every student's blog to check if they bitch about anyone frm sch. i can just imagine them crowding around a com, champagne in one hand, party poppers in the other, waiting for any word of insult to be found on that blog. and when its found, they pop the champagne and the poppers. then they'd high five each other and go " YAY!! we found yet another.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/112418704196169348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/112418704196169348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112418704196169348' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-112351673982315063</id><published>2005-08-08T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T23:58:59.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it will be part of the past, from today.tonight, i treaded on the oh-so-familiar road with a heavy heartfor it'll be the last time i'd walk out that wayi knew, from the startthat it wouldn't be easystepping into studio today was differenti'd miss the familiar smell ( of socks-eew. girls and passion)the place overflowing with bittersweet memoriesseem so warm( cos the air con screwed up, again!) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/112351673982315063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/112351673982315063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112351673982315063' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-112214230927828037</id><published>2005-07-24T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T02:11:49.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rapture's over!!! OMG. AND IT WAS FRICKIN GOOD. (to me at least) haha... it all flew by so quickly... months of practice, nights when i had to eat dinner alone (cos everyone already finished eating by the time i got home), skin-ny feet and aching muscles. the concert seemed to make up for everything. even tho i was only in 2 items, the sense of satisfaction was overwhelming. =) and these 2 nights</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/112214230927828037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/112214230927828037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112214230927828037' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-112136706910456640</id><published>2005-07-15T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T02:51:09.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im soproud of myself. i just sat in front of the comp for 3 hours doing pw. omg. pw is disgusting, i hate it. =( but still, i so proud of myself! yay...*claps im so tired i could jsut slipon the keyboaksfdksdffls'</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/112136706910456640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/112136706910456640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112136706910456640' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-112092204232819829</id><published>2005-07-09T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T23:14:02.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i feel like  an overused tea bag ( and i dont even think im lipton, probly just some china/indo brand =/) repeatly being immersed in boiling water and removed, then left on the saucer to dry. and each time the tea gets blander. everday its just getting up inhumanely early, school, wondering what time can i be home, dreary lessons, fighting the sleep demon during letures, getting used to 2 new </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/112092204232819829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/112092204232819829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112092204232819829' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-112036423769047379</id><published>2005-07-03T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T12:17:25.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://www.planetdan.net/pics/misc/tetka.htmli found this on kevin's blog. its quite freaky, like all her bones are smashed to bits. like a piece of rubber thing. u can fling her around can do back flips!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/112036423769047379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/112036423769047379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112036423769047379' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-111962558461142572</id><published>2005-06-24T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T23:06:44.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What You Really Think Of Your FriendsMyself =D is your soulmate.You truly love Liang Bao.You consider Calvin your true friend.You know that Jun Jie is always thinking of you.You'll remember Yeo Lae for the rest of your life.You secretly think Melisa is creative, charming, and a bit too dramatic at times.You secretly think that Fiona is colorful, impulsive, and a total risk taker.You secretly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111962558461142572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111962558461142572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111962558461142572' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-111851542119694691</id><published>2005-06-12T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T02:43:41.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>everytime i take half a step forward, sth happens and i get pulled right back. then i'd try again. and the same thing happens. its a vicious cycle. i wonder how many cycles can i withstand before i finally crumble and die. i'll learn to let go, some day.i missed you most when you were right next to me.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111851542119694691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111851542119694691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111851542119694691' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-111772260314013553</id><published>2005-06-02T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T22:30:03.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>waaa. im so damn exhausted! almost all my muscles are aching and i can hear my feet screaming. and im only in like what. 2 items? i wonder how the ppl who have like 5 items survive. today had like practice frm 10- 6.. omg. and i thought if it started early it might actually end early... hah.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111772260314013553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111772260314013553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111772260314013553' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-111727366675631720</id><published>2005-05-28T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T17:47:47.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh man, this june holiday is a study/cca break in disguise. my timetable for the month:1st and 2nd week-eat, sleep, dance.repeat3rd and 4th week-eat, sleep, study.repeat and not to mention disgusting pw, i so hate it.SAJC dance society presents RAPTURE! it's on july 22 and 23, fri and sat 7.30pm at kallang theatre! please get tickets from me! i gotta sell at least 20. =/ $12 each. its REALLY </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111727366675631720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111727366675631720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111727366675631720' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-111694456053429859</id><published>2005-05-24T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T22:22:40.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i need a hug. or a pat on the back. or just sth relatively human.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111694456053429859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111694456053429859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111694456053429859' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-111660364841245301</id><published>2005-05-20T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T23:40:48.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>aahh. decided to reply to the tags here instead.rachh: i do come online,,but usually it only on fri nights. and i dont see u! =(olivy!! sa's okay. quite dull, cept for matches. miss u still! =( was at kovan that day and calvin pointed out ur classsmate to me. hope u havent aged like he did! =X trip sc must be damn tough. take care kay!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111660364841245301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111660364841245301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111660364841245301' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-111660211779857770</id><published>2005-05-20T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T23:15:17.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woops. that was alleee and melleeee's bday. this is the chalet one.http://share.shutterfly.com/osi.jsp?i=EeFNWzVw2cOHgyay</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111660211779857770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111660211779857770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111660211779857770' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-111607596343441680</id><published>2005-05-14T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T21:06:03.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i was just stuffing myself with the peanut marshmallows frm last yr. they didnt taste as baad as i remembered them to be, maybe cos it means more to me than just a bottle of marshmallows.  hah/ but im trying to finish it cos i never ever vacuum and mop the area around and under it. =X</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111607596343441680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111607596343441680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111607596343441680' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-111607479968445807</id><published>2005-05-14T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T20:46:39.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2127693179march chalet photos. well, better late than never.im so tired! had dance from 10-2 pllus. quite fun, but that was until we were chased outof the studio and had to practice in the cafe. =X it was SOSSSSOO hot! oh and went to take passport sized photo at sormeset mrt. it was SOOO NICE. i never want to take passport phto elsewhere already,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111607479968445807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111607479968445807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111607479968445807' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-111504978231351228</id><published>2005-05-02T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T00:03:02.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my arms are so weakkk!! and my fingers are aching. but it was fun, rock climbing! and prusiking.--&gt; i saw this worrd in the odac song. and its so fun omgomgmogmomgogmoggogmomgoogoggogg. whahaaa.. maybe cos its my first time la.=Dand i watched divergence yest, it was not bad daniel wu is so cool ahhaaaa its bout some assasin cop lawyer story that has a vague ending and it costed me like bloody </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111504978231351228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111504978231351228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111504978231351228' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-111494023045178109</id><published>2005-05-01T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T17:37:10.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im not exactly happy, just contented. and i didnt go out for 6 consecutive days! omg, i thot i was going to die. so im going to watch a movie later. yay! im like one big flaky tako pachi thing, so gross. &gt;.&lt;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111494023045178109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111494023045178109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111494023045178109' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-111450728323740830</id><published>2005-04-26T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T17:21:23.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'd blog if words could describe how i feel.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111450728323740830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111450728323740830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111450728323740830' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-111236428887559986</id><published>2005-04-01T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T22:04:48.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Summer has come and passedThe innocent can never lastWake me up when September endsLike my father's come to passSeven years has gone so fastWake me up when September endsHere comes the rain againFalling from the starsDrenched in my pain againBecoming who we areAs my memory restsBut never forgets what I lostWake me up when September endsSummer has come and passedThe innocent can never lastWake me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111236428887559986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111236428887559986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111236428887559986' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-111157781332981149</id><published>2005-03-23T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T19:44:54.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i wanna bitch.the list of things i hated today: not in order of hatefulness.-changes, of any kind. i hate having to leave cj behind, having to start all over again.-the 1hr 10 mins i took to get to sa-man who was digging his nose long and hard at the bus stop who happened to stand beside me on the bus. wtf-being like one of the highest scorers taking science.-i have F.A.T syndrome;Fat Ass Thighs.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111157781332981149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111157781332981149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111157781332981149' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-111148871288613764</id><published>2005-03-22T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T18:51:52.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I CANT BELIEVE HOW FLUCKY I AM!!! I ACTUALLY GOT INTO SA. TO THOSE WHO RAISED THE BROWS: IN YOUR FACE! *DOES A SPONGEBOB RETARDED ACTION* OMOMOGOMOMGOMGMGOMGOGMOGMOGMMGOGMOGMOGMOGMGOMGOGMGO</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111148871288613764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111148871288613764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111148871288613764' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-111089376547846659</id><published>2005-03-15T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T21:36:05.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh yea. i wentto  The Fuzz concert on friday, it was great! :D hurhhrr..and i watched hitch with fiona yest, its quite funny and schweet. watch with ur date! and i love the taco bell quesadilla thing, so make me want to drool all over it! SAKURA. like finally, after much obscene hip shaking, we finally went. and it wasnt as fantabulous as i thot it was. there were lotsa sashimi and oysters. but i</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111089376547846659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111089376547846659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111089376547846659' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-111045339576898061</id><published>2005-03-10T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T19:16:35.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my vaffle crisp token code is pony 96vahahavaffle crisp is v yarmyphysics is so bored, i fall aslept duration lecturing.i vill taking chem.8 ppl turning up today on sch. vaha...taken much picture. i maybe never seeing them again. but whenever someone asking vhere am go, i says sa.they nod and saying: how many points u got?i replying: 13they: raises eyebrows to hairline and tried not to said </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111045339576898061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111045339576898061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111045339576898061' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-111035762571666258</id><published>2005-03-09T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T16:40:25.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i cant go for expedition cos my attendance sucks. haha.. just as well. with so many inhumanely fit ppl around, its impossible to catch up. even tricia think so. the more i sit at the grand stand looking at the rectangle of a track, the more i feel like sitting there. the wind there is great, and i am actually getting quite used to cj. hmm. and i love the mango ice blended, they use REAL MANGOES! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111035762571666258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/111035762571666258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111035762571666258' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-110974909164300610</id><published>2005-03-02T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T15:38:11.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>time flies by so quickly, i cant catch up.the fault is all mine.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/110974909164300610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/110974909164300610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110974909164300610' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-110871226214659795</id><published>2005-02-18T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T15:37:42.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it rained! for a full 10 mins, long enough for me to walk home frm the bus stop. then it stopped when i got hoome. =/ i skipped odac again. like the 2nd friday in a row. so tired, it says short run again on the noticeboard, as if. thot i could catch some slip in econs lect, when it was all nice and cold, and i purposely squeezed into the most inner seat. but he like called out my name 5 secs </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/110871226214659795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/110871226214659795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110871226214659795' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-110857628588488816</id><published>2005-02-17T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T01:51:25.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its a good day! :Dnot in order of estaticness:1) sch ended at like 2! -wish it did like that evryday2)odac was not as tiring as it usually is, but stil is. haha, apparently, running from sch to scgs and back in one biiiig circle is considered light pt. wth... felt like 3-4k, but not sure (sun might have made it feel worse) , not good at estimating distances.3)i learnt how to tie 5 types of knots!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/110857628588488816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/110857628588488816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110857628588488816' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-110777657723018005</id><published>2005-02-07T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T19:42:57.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i screwed up my achive template/ =( help?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/110777657723018005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/110777657723018005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110777657723018005' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-110777170166823187</id><published>2005-02-07T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T18:21:41.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>going back to kcp tmr~ :D not sure wat time tho. see yall in sch if u're going!i witnessed a rare ocurrence today-i saw a cat shit! so flucky of me. its butt was positioned in a never seen before weird position and its somewhat like wat u see at mac when u order 25cents cone. but its not in one long continous thing la. sick.i love emily! weird girl.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/110777170166823187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/110777170166823187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110777170166823187' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-110762268978691710</id><published>2005-02-06T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T00:58:09.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MY GOSH/ everyone is sending that bebo address book thing. getting quite annoyed filling it up. then i think i also got tricked into sending such emails to ppl. so if u got it, u dont have to reply  unless u're free. cos i probly alredy got ur details if i bothered sending mine to u. yup, thanks! wen to sp today, just for fun/ probly wont go there cos its at dover! so far... its so big that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/110762268978691710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/110762268978691710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110762268978691710' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-110683413817670950</id><published>2005-01-27T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T21:55:38.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my hair is black! for now at least. the dye might fade a bit.and the red was fading into a nice shade! =(  this marks the 3rd time i dyed my hair in 3 months. hope my hair doenst turn into a wig/and i really dislike pe, its three bloody time a week, and twice is conditoning, once is sprinting lesson. we wont have games till 4 weeks later. wth! =/and odac is so xiong!! we ran to toa payoh yest </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/110683413817670950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/110683413817670950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110683413817670950' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-110665379245553433</id><published>2005-01-25T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T19:49:52.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>calling all kcpians! lets go back on new years eve! if ur sch ends early, good. if it doesnt, skip it! =x dont u all miss ol? and lawrence?  plan is, meet at interchange  then go back together yea? feel free to call me or wateva.  details will be up soon. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/110665379245553433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/110665379245553433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110665379245553433' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-110665010614018681</id><published>2005-01-25T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T18:48:26.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sch sucks. have an econs project on dunno wat funny transition countries. =/ and my grp like quite kan cheong ah, so no choice. have to do. baaah. and classes end preety late almost everyday, and when it ends at 2, its cca day. odac is fun in a way that u get a huge sense of satisfaction after like 2, 3 hrs of inhumane physical training. yea, sounds masochistic la. but can get MUSCLES! well, not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/110665010614018681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/110665010614018681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110665010614018681' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-110544209575946164</id><published>2005-01-11T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T19:15:50.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>being away from school made me realize how much i love kcp! =( i miss school... 4 truth especially. also the super yummy(in comparison) cai fan, the bloody humongous canteen, the teachers, lawrence tan, and even ol. =/ physics is so boring now... sigh. the familiar surrounding. can someone pleeeese turn back the clocks?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/110544209575946164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/110544209575946164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110544209575946164' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-110433535925961071</id><published>2004-12-29T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T23:49:19.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im actually ALIVE! just in case u thot i ws dead.been working alot, , miss everyone! missed almost everything.urggh./ my hair is now reddish black and brown, cos there wsnt enough leftover dye for my whole head, so the lower layer hair is still brown. think its quite nice, heh/. soon  the red will fade to brown anyways. looks black enough for camp and school, so good enough for me. more </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/110433535925961071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/110433535925961071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110433535925961071' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-110200195443857331</id><published>2004-12-02T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T23:39:14.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wild wild wet was so fun!! who said it wasnt? u liars! =x hurh.. had this exciting ride that made me scream myself hoarse. was like a vertical drop. v freaky! but totally exhilarating/ felt quite lousy cos my dad didnt allow me to stay over. damn. he said i am too young and naive. wth?! *rolls eyes* that naive part is so annoying. wat naive?! &gt;:/ but i sorta got over it already laa. sorta/the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/110200195443857331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/110200195443857331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110200195443857331' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-110144297303249259</id><published>2004-11-26T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T12:22:53.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yest night was great! everyone looked their best and the programme and performances were great too! everyone sang really well...bigbig thanks to all those who worked their butts off to make it happen! didnt contribute tho was in it. =xthe food was good! 8 course dinner/ but my chicken was gone when i came back from taking pictures. =( i barely ate it! the chicken head was quite freaky. ahha.. i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/110144297303249259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/110144297303249259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110144297303249259' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-110096819446369079</id><published>2004-11-21T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T00:29:54.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its over! its over! its over! its over! its over! its over! its over! its over! its over! its over! wahahaahhahahahha :D dont really believe it is, just like that. so fast!my feet are hurting like hell! but in a good way. cos its frm shopping! hahaa// been out for bout 10 hrs. its crazy! but got shoes and dress already. yay! and was at a good price. and i saw that guy from "like my own"!! :D but</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/110096819446369079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/110096819446369079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110096819446369079' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-109923172599908038</id><published>2004-10-31T21:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T22:08:46.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it was such a inhumanely sad way to end the last sch day of my secondary sch life. waay too much tears were shed, and it was so horribly moving to see 2 v dedicated and respected men give their farewell speeches, and cry. =( mr goh is such a wonderful man, so sincere and genuinely caring. he actually makes the effort to remember everyones name! (even if he didnt manage to for some). and mr lim, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/109923172599908038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/109923172599908038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109923172599908038' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-109855135326758788</id><published>2004-10-24T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T01:09:13.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>try this: alternate warm and cold water in ur shower. like evry 1 min change once. end with a cold one. quite shiok! hahaa.. =xi love bookworm stories. ooohhhh my goooodnessss.im going to quote some lame shit:jack and jill live next to a highway which has v heavy traffic.the noise from the trucks and impatient driver hooting all the time make it v hard for the couple to enjoy a quiet meal </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/109855135326758788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/109855135326758788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109855135326758788' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-109855268081989262</id><published>2004-10-24T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T01:31:20.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Would you know my nameIf I saw you in heaven?Would it be the sameIf I saw you in heaven?I must be strongAnd carry on,'Cause I know I don't belongHere in heaven.Would you hold my handIf I saw you in heaven?Would you help me standIf I saw you in heaven?I'll find my wayThrough night and day,'Cause I know I just can't stayHere in heaven.Time can bring you down,Time can bend your knees.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/109855268081989262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/109855268081989262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109855268081989262' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-109837077443682721</id><published>2004-10-21T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T22:59:34.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it was a sweeet sixteen indeed! thank you to all who msged/called me! so gan dong! its just nice to know that someone remembers, even frens im not close too. u made my day! =)loads to saay, i'll just do it in point form. (not in order of merit) hahabigbig thanks:- for sweating it out at mac (screwed up conditioning =/) trying to surprise me? hahaha.. so nice of u guys!-for faking me about</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/109837077443682721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/109837077443682721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109837077443682721' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-109783957170656650</id><published>2004-10-15T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T19:26:11.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>schools officially over. no more of sleeping in bio, sweating it out during pe, taking 5 min walks to the canteen for recess, talking away in eng and yup, thats enuff. i dont want to move on! =x bao said " its not hard to say good bye, just hard to let go." i beg to differ. i think its hard to say goodbye, and even harder to let go. =(and only 2 short weeks to the Os! urgghh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/109783957170656650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/109783957170656650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109783957170656650' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-109735074976996253</id><published>2004-10-10T03:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T03:39:09.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>aaah...  only one week left. :(</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/109735074976996253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/109735074976996253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109735074976996253' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-109661880491397704</id><published>2004-10-01T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T16:20:04.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i so badly effed up my chem pract. i like only got a pass, which got me a 4. which makes a 4 for all my sciences. urrgh... so disgusting. and i really wanted to get into sa for the 1st 3 mnths so that itll be easier later on. but now.. =/ bad shit.but lantern fest was fun. all but 2 of the lanterns i bot got burnt up. hahaa.. and there was this one that burnt with a cool blue flame that like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/109661880491397704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/109661880491397704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109661880491397704' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-109612746431370379</id><published>2004-09-25T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T23:51:04.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mrs gan recommended a show to my class. kinda unlikely for a teacher to do that, but its a nice thing to do la. mansfield park, did anyone watch it? i quite liked it, altho for the first half hour i was just hearing, not really understanding. cos their english is so 18th century and rather hard to get. but got used to it after a while. ohh, i like this similie (probly os its one of the few i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/109612746431370379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/109612746431370379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109612746431370379' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-109542572593508653</id><published>2004-09-17T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T20:55:25.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>how do u like my new skin? :D (needed a change)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/109542572593508653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/109542572593508653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109542572593508653' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-109534214774353860</id><published>2004-09-16T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T20:54:23.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>been a hectic week. all i did was eat, study, eaat more, study more, sleep. and it repeats. and only the must watch shows. i had my hair cut! and only 1 person who didnt already know noticed. :D thank you! haha... ohh well. i had to tell my sis, but still, she said theres no difference cept for the chicken-like part. now, thanks to her. my whole family thinks i've got a chicken head. it look </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/109534214774353860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/109534214774353860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109534214774353860' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-109482189774911882</id><published>2004-09-10T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T21:11:37.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>been blogging really short entries lately. this is no exception// =x i really badly want a haircut altho i dont really need one. but i shall get one tmr! need some excitement, its v slight, but still fun la. the process, and hopefully the result! and oh yes, i completed my Rs today! (andrew and fiona did bout a mnth ago. )  so not really a big deal la. but still, i give myself a big pat on the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/109482189774911882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/109482189774911882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109482189774911882' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-109473965800045323</id><published>2004-09-09T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T23:05:24.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i watched the cinderella story.(altho i dont exactly love hilary duff. lindsay is waaay prettier!)  its all fairytale and dumb, but i liked it. (ya, go ahead. despise me/) but its a break from the books, so yup. all breaks are good!i realized that all guys. okay, some guys cant draw hearts. if u're a guy, try it now! done? it is an inverted triangle/ a weird curvy thing u drew rite?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/109473965800045323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/109473965800045323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109473965800045323' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-109437560518125159</id><published>2004-09-05T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T17:13:25.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>that day, im not sure which. bao spotted this cat high boy with a name tag that read "spongebob squarepants". hahahahaha... he seemed rather proud to have it. (i would if i were him! =x) he actually got it made like their school's name tag. so funny, i wish our school had name tags too.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/109437560518125159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/109437560518125159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109437560518125159' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-109302151789441756</id><published>2004-08-21T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T01:05:17.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>love mr goh! tink the nite studying thing is quite a good idea, and must surely be difficult to start and maintain. it would work for me, cos i frequently doze off while doing hw in my room, tempted by the noise from the telly outside, the fridge. so distracting, so skool would be a good place to study. just told my dad, and he's like not v supportive. hmm... well. i will get him to be! =x*i  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/109302151789441756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/109302151789441756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109302151789441756' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-109250877158463242</id><published>2004-08-15T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T02:39:31.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i didnt really screw up! woo hoo/ there was a rehearsal, and we could practice a while. hahaa... my last time wearing the gg u, feel kinda sad. and looking back at the 3 half years, i didnt realli contribute to guides ar. =l but its all too late now. bitching bout everything doesnt make a difference. but i still did! mwhaha. im so mean. anyways, we got really nice and sincere parting gifts! haha.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/109250877158463242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/109250877158463242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109250877158463242' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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-5750579.post-109245980519129391</id><published>2004-08-14T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T13:03:25.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am so going to screw up my marching later. urrgh... i didnt even practice! maybe cept the 5 mins i was shaking hands with jess.  yup, quite freaky. oh ya, saw this algae ball in a bottle thing. its sooo cute and pointless, im going to save up for it. hahah.. its a tiny algae ball thing that grows 5 mm a year. thats quite rapid growth rite. i hope its grows to be as big as my head, dat'll be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/109245980519129391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5750579/posts/default/109245980519129391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozzee.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109245980519129391' title=''/><author><name>Roslyn</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>
