<?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-8456764</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:28:18.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my best friend is the creator of the universe.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-112411144823865710</id><published>2005-08-15T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T21:13:01.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://myundieshrankinthewash.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:250;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOVED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-112411144823865710?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/112411144823865710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=112411144823865710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/112411144823865710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/112411144823865710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/08/moved.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-112402301864092395</id><published>2005-08-14T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T20:36:58.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i feel &lt;strong&gt;good&lt;/strong&gt; today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rick warren once again has so many interesting things to teach us on our purpose here on earth. last week we heard about his story on how his dad who was bedridden and dying tried so hard to get up just to say, &lt;strong&gt;save one more for Jesus&lt;/strong&gt;. i think it would be great if he could come to our church one day, but the video's good too. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after church today, a few of us went to seoul gardens to pig out, or rather have our &lt;strong&gt;last&lt;/strong&gt; lunch with ben. lol. and hilary was going on and on about charleen being motherly. haha, anyway we talked quite a lot, about camp, the planning of  next year's jam-x and also a lot on worship. how worship should be focusing on God and not what people think. how city harvest hold auditions to pick their worship team and such.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think i'm really &lt;strong&gt;blessed &lt;/strong&gt;to be able to hang out with this bunch of young believers. it just motivates me somehow and i thank God for that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm getting kind of paranoid these few days, i got no idea where it came from. while on my way home today at the mrt station, there was this group of policemen holding guns and i got paranoid. i was thinking, what if one of them goes crazy and start firing their bullets at everyone? O.O gosh,&lt;strong&gt; paranoia&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-112402301864092395?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/112402301864092395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=112402301864092395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/112402301864092395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/112402301864092395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-feel-good-today.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-112281769990520555</id><published>2005-07-31T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T21:48:20.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;sonicfest was great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;seeing how &lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt; works just makes me smile. seeing all of &lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt;'s children jumping and praising &lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt; is definitely something that i enjoyed most. i should've gone for all three days, i missed planet shakers. ah well, it wasn't that bad on saturday either. when i reached there at around 4, there was this horrible screamo rock band playing and it was just wrong, &lt;strong&gt;horribly wrong&lt;/strong&gt;. but overall it wasn't that bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that night, which happens to be last night was bad though. i couldn't sleep and was tossing and turning, tossing and turning. only had around 4-5 hours of sleep, max. AND guess what? we had to play for sonix the next &lt;strong&gt;morning&lt;/strong&gt;. just what i needed. -_-" why is there always softball after some late night activity? like the overnight cycling organised by shu hui's church, there was SRC the next day. anyway, i was so dead this morning i couldn't find my specs when i woke up and warming up was just, well, &lt;strong&gt;wrong&lt;/strong&gt;. i couldn't open my eyes properly and my vision was blurred[not used to contacts]. the VERY very first inning of the day was once again, &lt;strong&gt;wrong&lt;/strong&gt;.well, that was before coach came. it was much better after that, but my batting sucked, i only hit one nice drive to center for the two games. fielding in the beginning wasn't too bad, caught a few drive balls hit by the pelicans, but i got a bit tired and  missed a few too. =X but, BUT, i also made a nice throw home and got a runner out. (= yay, rejoyce. i was thanking God for giving me the strength to pull through the two games. i shall thank Him again, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THANK YOU. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ooo. i realised something, on both days, sonicfest and the overnightcycling thing, i drank redbull. whoopee.. the drink that gives you WINGS. but i don't like the new one, prefer the older one oh so much better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-112281769990520555?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/112281769990520555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=112281769990520555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/112281769990520555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/112281769990520555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/07/sonicfest-was-great.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-112099772449260658</id><published>2005-07-10T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T20:15:24.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i realised that i haven't blogged in ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i never do blog constantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to Art Friend with Jo yesterday and got myself 2 drawing block pads&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                         a set of water colour paint&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                         a set of oil paint&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                         varnish&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                         paintbrushes&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                         an eraser&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                         and the Art Friend membership card. lol. i then tested out my watercolours at home, but the finishing painting looks like a table cloth. serious. but i like it anyways. while we were at Art Friend, i was telling jo how i wanted to make stuff to sell to earn extra money, just that i don't know where to sell them. she suggested school, like eryn[who makes cool earrings] maybe i should start making earrings too! actually i already have. -_____- i shall start making them to sell! wahhaha. lol. just to ask, would anyone want to buy handmade earrings from me? as in would you buy stuff like that from a friend that costs maybe bout 4 to 5 bucks a pair? [tag my board and tell me!] maybe i can bring a few "samples" next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh's band led today's worship and it was good. the band members memorised the chords and everything. 0_0 no actually only the pianist/keyboardist and the electric guitarist. they are good anyhow. =D oh i shall be nice and help promote. ANYONE WANTS TO GO TO A VS CONCERT? it's 5 bucks. this friday 15th July, 7.30pm. guest band, dream factory from cityharvest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i think i'm done for the day. tata'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-112099772449260658?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/112099772449260658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=112099772449260658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/112099772449260658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/112099772449260658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-realised-that-i-havent-blogged-in.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-112011190255168575</id><published>2005-06-30T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T14:11:42.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hooray&lt;/strong&gt; for the juniors who&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;won the match against fajar yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;boo &lt;/strong&gt;to me for falling sick after getting caught in the rain while supporting the juniors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"school really turns me off sometimes"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we always complain about school, achout how life would be fantastic without school. but have we thought that without school, i would be a mindless idiot with a rotting butt decomposing at home. without school, i wouldnt be laughing with my schoolmates over chinamen who capture badboys with stale fortune cookies. without school, there would be no education and without education, there would be no geeks to invent stuff and thus there would be no technology and without technology, i wouldnt be here right now blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[okay, so not only geeks invent stuff.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there's a whole lot more to just that, so why dont we all appreciate what school does for us. appreciate what God has given us, dont complain over that small little thing, give thanks and be happy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for instance, when you fall and get a cut, instead of grumbling about how painful that itsy bitsy little cut hurts, why not give thanks to the Lord for the other parts of your body that are not injured?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;try it and you would be a much joyous person! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm trying to do all that i have said right now too so it is tested and &lt;strong&gt;proven&lt;/strong&gt;. err.. yeah. that's about all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-112011190255168575?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/112011190255168575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=112011190255168575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/112011190255168575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/112011190255168575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/06/hooray-for-juniors-who-won-match.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-111918323882423781</id><published>2005-06-19T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T20:13:58.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.quizmeme.com/candy/quiz.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizmeme.com/candy/results/babybottlepop.gif" width="320" height="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:78%;"&gt;discover what candy you are @ quiz me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a baby bottle pop?! oh well. so much for being mature and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's drumming kinda sucked. i screwed up quite a lot, it's bad. i forgot everything we practised yesterday and improvised on the spot. sheesh... the guys in the front row were laughing at me.         okay maybe that's because i laughed first. people make mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;i DREAD tuition on sundays, i realised. i cannot hang out with the rest anymore. jamming and occasionaly floorball or whatever they do. *sigh. oh and there's this youth at risk thing in church this friday and Ben interviewed me for this video he's gonna present on that day. i am so not camera friendly. lol. he wanted to do it at the chinese worship hall but i suggested outside the toilet instead. so we went, and my bro happily tagged along with bryan, who brought food along, sat down and said, " you hao xi kan" O_O i was like no way, im not doing it in front of them. and yeah, ben chased them away, i did the interview blah blah blah... done.&lt;br /&gt;i want to change the day of my tuition! or maybe take out e math so that i wouldve one hour more to hang around in church. i WILL. and you know what? i realised that i always make empty promises[to myself] esp. when it comes to studying. it's horrible the way i do things. take this holiday for example. what have i done, i ask myself. let me see.... NOTHING. except for going to obs and CHURCH CAMP and slacking. besides that, NOTHING. i havent finished my assignments yet, so screwed. i havent finished last march holiday's assignment either o______o oh my. plus i'm having camp this week. man... i have to learn to organise my time. anyway, i'm off to pack my bag for camp! au revior.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-111918323882423781?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/111918323882423781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=111918323882423781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111918323882423781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111918323882423781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/06/discover-what-candy-you-are-quiz-me-im.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-111898343903284181</id><published>2005-06-17T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T12:43:59.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cool. i realised that if you were to click on the time that i posted the entry, you wouild be able to see the comments below the post. lol. well, off i go for training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i was watching amazing race and there was this guy named colin who was constantly praying and reading the bible whenever he could, well sort of. chip and kim won! whee. [this is one of my first times watching the amazing race]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-111898343903284181?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/111898343903284181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=111898343903284181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111898343903284181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111898343903284181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/06/cool.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-111893135948296875</id><published>2005-06-16T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T22:15:59.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i left out something. we won a very cool BIBLE, which i gave my bro. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-111893135948296875?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/111893135948296875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=111893135948296875' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111893135948296875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111893135948296875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-left-out-something.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-111893119542072007</id><published>2005-06-16T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T22:13:15.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CAMP totally rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first before camp, i totally didnt know what to expect from a bible training camp like this, so i just went, hoping that i would be able to learn something out of it. and i learnt much MORE than i ever knew. the messages by uncle stuart and auntie rita was just GREAT, very in depth and meaningful. i didnt know 2 timothy itself could mean so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also had auntie lay keng to help us with the food and drinks and tabitha was there too. she's so cute. *pinches imaginary cheeks. haha. basically, the whole camp was studying of the bible. i must say it was quite intense. i still quite havent digested everything yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. my group was LUKE. it consisted of..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruth[team leader]&lt;br /&gt;Pearlyn[ass. team leader]&lt;br /&gt;Phoebe&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie&lt;br /&gt;Joseph&lt;br /&gt;Joshua&lt;br /&gt;and ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my group was really cool. competing in the games and all. *nods head. TEAMTIME. oh my, one of the best things about camp. when we have team time, we shared quite a lot to each other. past experiences and stuff, it was really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway. the games were fun even though they were only 2 hours a day. there's this very, funny game where we had to duck walk to the opponents side and vice versa. if we meet in between the route, we have to play scissors paper stone. loser goes back. everyone sort of cheated and walked the way instead. i won the first round! lol. the craziest games were captains ball and touch frisbee, touch rugby with frisbee. it was awesome. my team played well. ALL of us. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. and the last day of camp, the QUIZ. wait. before that, on day 1, my team was losing, according to the points we got from the games, then the 2nd day, we got 2nd, VERY close to Mark. so during the quiz..... woah. it was quite good. first was the group round. there was this question on which book of the bible not mentioning God at all. and i was like, i know i know, it's esther! cause hil told me that just that day when uncle stuart was talking about esther and ruth being the two very out of place books of the bible. lol. then the charades one was AMUSING. esp. joseph. when we heard it was charades, we were like, how to act? and then joseph puffed up his cheeks and i was like, what's that? he then said, fish, jonah.. and the rest of us laughed. then when the game started, a lot of us didnt know how to act the books out. mine was proverbs. i didnt even act. i couldnt think of anything. so anyway. the last one.. joseph went up. and guess what? he got jonah, and we all got it! we laughed and laughed. the last part of the quiz was the speed round. whoever knows the answer has to stand up, the fastest gets to answer first. then, our score was SO CLOSE to mark's, but they were leading. the start of the round was okay, but i must say, mark was really good. michelle, O.O when she answered, my jaws were like wide open. man, she memorised the verses. but ruth helped us catch up and answered so many of the questions. and finally, it was all over, we were VICTORIOUS. lol. okay laa, we just won. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last night we sort of stayed up to talk. jason talked to us about so much. i have to admit, he knows a lot. he has experienced so much in life, maybe that's cause he's 12 years older than us. but he can act like one of us sometimes. we should talk like that more often. it's fun and we learn too. which reminds me, during lunch the first day[if im not wrong], i was eating with uncle stuart and we were talking about dialects. it was very interesting. he told us the story of how chinese was the "pu tong yu" aka the normal language. he didnt know max and i were cousins! haha. i was telling him i talk to my grandma in english and he was stunned. i also said that i think she learnt that when max was born and he asked, who's max? LOL. yeah, so that's how he found out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's too much to talk about, to share. i shall start with the thing about spiritual food. like an athlete, we have to watch our diet when it comes to the bible too. we cant just take in a lot of knowledge and not excerise, apply, them. we would become spiritually FAT, which is bad. that made hil turn to me and i went, oops cause as a sportsperson, i dont think i watch my diet. heh heh. and i think if i were to apply this spirtual thing to myself, i would have gastric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall share other stuff i learnt another day. that's enough for the day, im tired.&lt;br /&gt;oh and by the way. i used one of the skins they provided and edited it a bit. replaced the tagboard with comments, so just comment and i'll reply there too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-111893119542072007?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/111893119542072007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=111893119542072007' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111893119542072007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111893119542072007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/06/camp-totally-rocks.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-111882986416865477</id><published>2005-06-16T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T18:04:24.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wanted to change my skin but sadly, tinypic wasnt working. BOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yippeee. rad's training camp was great. church camps are the greatest camps EVER. i will blog bout it, but maybe tomorrow. too tired right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JESUS IS LORD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-111882986416865477?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/111882986416865477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=111882986416865477' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111882986416865477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111882986416865477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-wanted-to-change-my-skin-but-sadly.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-111848537820531799</id><published>2005-06-12T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T18:22:58.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>goodday peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wOOt. changed my blogskin four times in four days? lol. it's so much more fun than blogging. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two weeks of the holidays gone and i havent done a single thing im supposed to. so sick of work. WHY. math holiday assignments online?! and my phreaking printer had to die on me.  i just cant sit still,for even half an hour,doing work. restless-ness. sigh. but i can sit on the couch for hours watching teevee and eating. shhesh. dont wanna talk about it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee. DA rocks. so does purevolume. lalallalala.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-111848537820531799?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/111848537820531799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=111848537820531799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111848537820531799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111848537820531799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/06/goodday-peeps.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-111823303420095831</id><published>2005-06-09T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T20:17:14.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was 'bout to change my blogskin but i got the sudden urge to draw. so i guess im off to 'draw' my new skin. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check this out. &lt;a href="http://www.dustyartwork.com"&gt;www.dustyartwork.com&lt;/a&gt;. they artists has got some really good works.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-111823303420095831?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/111823303420095831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=111823303420095831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111823303420095831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111823303420095831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-was-bout-to-change-my-blogskin-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-111805746314895720</id><published>2005-06-07T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T19:31:03.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im PEELING</title><content type='html'>ahh. my left arm is peeling, or rather im peeling my left arm. eeww. my skin's so fair underneath and now it looks like ive contracted some skin diesease. argh,&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; DEADSKIN! lol. it feels........................................ dead. O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i realised my WEAKNESS: FOOD. all kinds. ive been eating and eating these few days. every half an hour, i'll feel full and satisfied. even if im full, more goes in. and ive been lazing around in front of the computor, teevee whatever, with FOOD always in my mouth. whoohoo. i havent weighed myself. wouldnt want to scare my whole digestive system out of me. lol. i cant be bothered, seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;tiff lives to EAT. dont you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;purevolume. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-111805746314895720?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/111805746314895720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=111805746314895720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111805746314895720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111805746314895720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-peeling.html' title='im PEELING'/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-111797294936759222</id><published>2005-06-06T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T20:02:29.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;whoopee. im BACK. and not burnt anymore.&lt;/div&gt;i wrote a SUPER long entry bout obs but it's gone. too bad. anyways to summarise, it was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt; [insert fullstop here] that's about it. and i got the same instructor as before. i wanna go to obs again and again and AGAIN! whee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-111797294936759222?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/111797294936759222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=111797294936759222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111797294936759222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111797294936759222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/06/whoopee.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-111703125236418833</id><published>2005-05-26T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T22:30:10.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:300%;"&gt;Break! The Urban Funk Spectacular&lt;br /&gt;a Steve Love production&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AHHHH.. I WANNA GO! SOMEONE BRING ME. I'M B-R-O-K-E. =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-111703125236418833?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/111703125236418833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=111703125236418833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111703125236418833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111703125236418833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/05/break-urban-funk-spectacular-steve.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-111701636573737977</id><published>2005-05-26T09:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T18:19:42.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so i missed the team talk today. i wonder what happened. i shall go blog surfing later to find out. heh heh. joanna said i missed out on a lot! X9 too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant stand the song by pussycat dolls. hah. but somehow it's amusing. "dont you wish your girlfriend was hot like me?...." LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee.. only two more frigging days til it's the &lt;span style="font-size:230%;"&gt;H-O-L-I-D-A-Y-S&lt;/span&gt;! how fun. and there's no studying tomorrow. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CARNIVAL DAY&lt;/span&gt;. salad making competition. =D i got a feeling yuni and i will mess everything up. we made the recipe without trying it out. i wonder how it'll taste like. O.O hee. friday's BORING though, study then clean. blah.. wanted to go for the physics workshop and make mickey mouse wink at me! but ahhh... class comm has to stay for the cleaning up.  &lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;EVIL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh shit. i just realised that we havent done anything for the decoration for our stall. =X who cares. last minute work will do. if not then i hope they did something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. i &lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;THINK&lt;/span&gt; meet the parents is on tomorrow. i wonder what ms tee wants to see my dad for?.. i thought mrs loy wanted to see them. O.o dont care. the worst part. i have to sit in and listen,i &lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;THINK&lt;/span&gt;. heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just saw the new zen neeon. i &lt;span style="font-size:250%;"&gt;WANT&lt;/span&gt;. q0-0p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-111701636573737977?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/111701636573737977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=111701636573737977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111701636573737977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111701636573737977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/05/so-i-missed-team-talk-today.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-111615441541439301</id><published>2005-05-16T09:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T19:16:45.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i was bored and decided to look my name up. and this was what i got..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:250%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tiffany&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Manifestation of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; : Greek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;responsible&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;determined&lt;/strong&gt; and tenacious with sound judgement and the ability to inspire others making you ideal for positions of leadership. Having broad vision you are happy to accept the challenge of handling large projects which others may find too demanding. With your keen intuition and inventive mind you are always seeking answers. Fair and just you have a &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;warm&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compassionate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nature which attracts many friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;LOL. so cool right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and i checked out this web and in the year 1990, my name was voted top 59th. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-111615441541439301?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/111615441541439301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=111615441541439301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111615441541439301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111615441541439301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-was-bored-and-decided-to-look-my.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-111599664638889893</id><published>2005-05-15T04:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T13:43:00.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;i guess i changed my blogskin again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;i have like a million things to say bout yesterday but i think i should keep some things to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;STARTING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of the day was good. esp. chinese. chay, vera and i were crapping bout stuff, listening to chay's mp3. and both of them were playing with my "shit" or rather eraser. haha. then i was trying to write something and they helped. so far we got bout 16 lines. not bad for a start, for me. then after school we had physical and gym. everything was going really WELL. we were all singing and laughing until teamtalk. no actually teamtalk was fine. really fun and funny. until. then.someone destoyed my mood. totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever happened to my team? what happened to the people i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THOUGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i knew? where is everyone? WTF is wrong?! i wanna know.don't you all still want to be a TEAM. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TOGETHER&lt;/span&gt;. to think i actually HAD confidence that we might be able to do it next year. look at us now. worse than a piece of shit i must say. my hopes are like dashed. i cant take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and YOU.&lt;br /&gt;just what do you want?&lt;br /&gt;what did i do?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe ive NEVER had.&lt;br /&gt;putting on that fake smile.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could tear it off of yer face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;why are you being so unreasonable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i dont think it is very fair to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i'm starting to not like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-111599664638889893?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/111599664638889893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=111599664638889893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111599664638889893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111599664638889893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-guess-i-changed-my-blogskin-again.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-111589729983518728</id><published>2005-05-13T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T19:28:19.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had one of the grossest sex ed we had today. SICK. topic was about &lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;ABORTION&lt;/span&gt;. the &lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:250%;"&gt;HORROR&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; oh my. they actually showed the operating theatre and the abortionist or rather the LEGAL &lt;span style="font-size:250%;"&gt;MURDERER &lt;/span&gt;aborting the baby. YUCKS. and the way the guy in the video discribed it. X(   eee. the metal instruments used to crush the LIVING, i repeat &lt;span style="font-size:250%;"&gt;LIVING&lt;/span&gt; baby's head! they showed the part where the guy was sucking the baby out with this vacuum like thingy. damn vigorous and the baby was being torn apart. &lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;OUCH&lt;/span&gt;. horrible. oh and the video was called silent scream. the title says everything. ew. then after that i dozed off so i dont really know what mrs ho said. not very interested anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-111589729983518728?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/111589729983518728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=111589729983518728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111589729983518728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111589729983518728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/05/had-one-of-grossest-sex-ed-we-had.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-111564472286254234</id><published>2005-05-10T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T21:18:42.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>man im so jealous of this particular person. X(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ah well. big font time! lol. missed church on sunday. my record of full attendance is now tarnished! damn. but my new math tuition was good. sort of. it gives me practice, considering the fact that i do not study. hehheh. yeah. im SO gonna score next term. by hook or by crook. 1 hour a day apart from school's good enough. at least for a start. i did a pathetic 1/2 an hour today. have to go start on art. exam's coming and i havent prepared. =X alright.. i'm going then. adios.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-111564472286254234?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/111564472286254234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=111564472286254234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111564472286254234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111564472286254234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/05/man-im-so-jealous-of-this-particular.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-111512682153187246</id><published>2005-05-04T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T21:27:01.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;currently trying to make jewelry. bought some wire and clay, but not sure if the clay will harden. and i bought small tiny pieces of mirror too. X) thinking of  making this as the seniors farewell gift. maybe if i have extra i can sell and make money. HAHA. what a joke. practise first. got so inspired by the book i found in the tkss's artroom on jewelry making. a lot of photos of the jewelry. [not those diamond kind. i dont like those.X( ] so cool. but i dont wear them anyway.  just for fun. lalala. i shall go back and work on it now. adios.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-111512682153187246?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/111512682153187246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=111512682153187246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111512682153187246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111512682153187246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/05/currently-trying-to-make-jewelry.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-111495461745622756</id><published>2005-05-03T02:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T12:43:11.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;argh.. i feel so. cant explain. is it? no... darn. i hate it. unexplainable, weird feeling inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;listening to &lt;em&gt;lost, broken confused by mest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it uncannily connects with what im feeling now. sort of but in a very different way. i dont know. dont want to talk about it either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the weekend was slack and i havent done a thing. just teevee, eat ,sleep and oh.. it's the end of the day. alrightt. 2 days gone just like that.but it's normal for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;chem and a math common test tomorrow and i havent started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i hate myself sometimes. i just cant seem to do things right.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-111495461745622756?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/111495461745622756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=111495461745622756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111495461745622756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111495461745622756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/05/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-111484400578370581</id><published>2005-05-01T05:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T12:43:39.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;damn im bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;never ever drink herb power. it tastes horrible. i did PRACTICALLY everything to cure my throat. gargled salt water, drank salt water, ate a LOT of lozenges, took medicine, ate some weird stuff... ew. at least its a lot better now. it better be okay tomorrow. anyway it's my fault it's not cured yet. heh.. i SO have to practise self control. ate pizza and the next day kfc. sheesh tiff. you suck when it comes to food. tsk.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-111484400578370581?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/111484400578370581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=111484400578370581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111484400578370581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111484400578370581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/04/damn-im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-111478411221112430</id><published>2005-04-30T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T12:43:59.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i wonder if people actually visit my not updated blog. O.O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anyway i just dropped by to say we did it tk. finally. after lots of hard work, its over, for this year. cheers to the champs. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my throat's killing me! argh&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-111478411221112430?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/111478411221112430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=111478411221112430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111478411221112430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111478411221112430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-wonder-if-people-actually-visit-my.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-111270911577752690</id><published>2005-04-06T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T12:44:19.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;new pic by karincoma found on deviantart. O.O i hate those people. man, are they good at drawing. one day i will be as good and post my work there too. wahahahhahaha. one day.........................................i hope, wish. heh.. and my scanner aint working anyway so cant. can ask jue lei though. hmmmm.. i shall draw! =X study first. yeah right. like i would actually do that. sigh. havent been studying. regret but not doing anything. -.- will. soon&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-111270911577752690?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/111270911577752690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=111270911577752690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111270911577752690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111270911577752690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/04/new-pic-by-karincoma-found-on.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-111175798750241967</id><published>2005-03-26T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T12:44:43.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I WANT SHADES! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those big retro ones with white plastic frame. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-111175798750241967?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/111175798750241967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=111175798750241967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111175798750241967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111175798750241967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-want-shades-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-111132039989007893</id><published>2005-03-21T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T12:45:58.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;why the PHREAK do i always have to screw up?! =X bleah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-111132039989007893?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/111132039989007893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=111132039989007893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111132039989007893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111132039989007893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/03/why-phreak-do-i-always-have-to-screw.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-111124008965729695</id><published>2005-03-20T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T12:46:51.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;trying something new.&lt;br /&gt;-no links&lt;br /&gt;-no tag.&lt;br /&gt;wahaaha. plain ol' blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new pic. yeah man, that's the way barbie kicks &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ass&lt;/span&gt;! woot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-111124008965729695?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/111124008965729695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=111124008965729695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111124008965729695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111124008965729695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/03/trying-something-new.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-111106906293012312</id><published>2005-03-18T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T22:21:43.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ooo. loooooooong time since i last blogged. my com's finally fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;east zone's over. but i dont remember much. lol. we won both games. so i guess we're 1st? lol. and src started too!. only one game, against pei cai. and we won 8 nail. YAY. it was quite good. and very deja vu cause i got tagged out at home AGAIN. cant stand it. im always 'killing" myself. just like what happened last year. sigh. but it was a nice hit! ahh.. dont wanna talk bout it =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so hil's GONE. but only for four days. everyday shall pass the same. lol. but no one can replace talking on the phone with her! haha.. talked to jon on the phone just now but it was totally diff. no fellowshiping. maybe that is the main difference. hmm.. FELLOWSHIPing is fun. but we usually end up saying, ask bridget. haha. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont believe it. HOW DUMB CAN I GET? i didnt know there was training yesterday. apparently, i was keeping the equipment when coach said that there was training. and no one told me! i was afriad that coach will scold me, but she ended up laughing. a bit. kind of. or maybe not. so no scolding. woo hoo.. src continue's tomorrow. 2 games! then the cycling thing. blah.. then game again! i wont be able to rest.. if coach finds out. id be fried chicken! haha. then bridget will LOVE to eat me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh.. i cant multi task. doing so many things at once! shall continue another day. at least i did update!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-111106906293012312?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/111106906293012312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=111106906293012312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111106906293012312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/111106906293012312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/03/ooo.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-110967714175630303</id><published>2005-03-02T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T19:42:14.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;east zone starts tomorrow! whee... im "SO" excited. lalalalla. im looking forward to the end of the game! yay... haha. it's against GM, away game. on the GM grounds. O.O haha. the padi field! coach says i hunch whenever i field. it's like.. i used to NOT do that til she asked me to flex then i started to hunch. argh.. then when i tried not to, i looked GAY. lol. so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw imelda's hair. OMGosh. thats got to be the coolest hairstyle YET. GOSH. i love it. sigh.. but everyone thinks im crazy cause i want it. haha. oh wells. that way can make my hair thinner! haha. killing two birds with a stone. oh and i have to add. she does really REALLY well for high jump. *claps. what a talented person. =D lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still want it! *pouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to blog bout already. adios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-110967714175630303?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/110967714175630303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=110967714175630303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110967714175630303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110967714175630303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/03/east-zone-starts-tomorrow-whee.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-110942513663281278</id><published>2005-02-27T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T21:38:56.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;this blog aint ready. no time. but i LOVE the pic. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-110942513663281278?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/110942513663281278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=110942513663281278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110942513663281278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110942513663281278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/02/this-blog-aint-ready.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-110907635385934153</id><published>2005-02-23T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T20:45:53.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shouldichangemytagboard? it's a bit kookoo.. haha. its crazy. i cant tag it! okay so maybe its my com. ohwells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-110907635385934153?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/110907635385934153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=110907635385934153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110907635385934153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110907635385934153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/02/shouldichangemytagboard-its-bit-kookoo.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-110907614499462453</id><published>2005-02-23T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T20:43:40.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;new skin again.LOVE it.these comic strips are great!the artist is just SO GOOD. this is one of my favs.enjoy. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-110907614499462453?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/110907614499462453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=110907614499462453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110907614499462453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110907614499462453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/02/new-skin-again.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-110804274799684876</id><published>2005-02-11T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T21:39:07.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;YAY. people like my new skin. they SHOULD. lol. joking. actually its not really ready but what the heck?.. dont care.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;once again i cant tag my board. so lousy. it should be my com. has been lagging. kookoo computer. dont like it. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the two days of the chinese new year public hols are going to be OVER in bout.. 2 and a half more hours! how sad. waaaaaaaaa.. feel like skipping school tomorrow. but i know i shouldnt.. so oh wells. anyway if i do i'd have to make up training. and i dont think i have the time. got so little money this year. sigh. lol. but it's okay. shall save for my iPod shuffle. =D cant wait to get it. have to bank in all my money cause of christmas presents last year. spent over 200 bucks lor.. sigh* some part of me tells me i shouldnt have bought my bro that cd player.  LOL. what's done is done. anyway the other part of me is glad i gave it to him. haha.. playing utopia. or rather TRYING to. no pictures!.. nothing. all WORDS. gosh.. lol. shall try and understand the concept of the whole game. my province's name is "insertprovincename" i created sir phreak the crazy. something like that. race: undead    personality: the freak. sounds cool. but i wonder if the game is.. O.o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;will you look at the time. so LATE, or maybe im just tired. need my sleep. have been catching up a BIT on sleep the past 2 days. but still tired. i got a feeling tomorrow's gonna be another WRONG day. *sighs again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-110804274799684876?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/110804274799684876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=110804274799684876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110804274799684876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110804274799684876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/02/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-110726074091586101</id><published>2005-02-02T12:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T20:25:40.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;woo hoo. went to tkss for art lesson today. so cool. haha. only steffi and i are taking art. so pathetic. and joanne laa. but coach doesnt allow her to go for lessons so i have to tell her about lessons and she will have to try and cope. so after school, steffi and i went there. we felt so ALIEN. it was like... everyone was like staring and some said hi. i THINK it was luke who said hi tiffany but.. i dont really recognise who that was. ohwells. blame my memory. so then when lessons started there was one thai girl there. miko's senior. then we got a tour around the art room and the batik painting room. SO COOL. and we were showed the seniors' work for o'levels. damn nice. like the one on religion, the one on stress and another one on breaking. SO NICE. O.O cant stand it. i have to be as good. bet they scored very high. LOVE it. and then uh.. we were talking bout sth. dont remember and the other girl that is taking art too came in. soon we had a 15 minute break where we toured the school. parts. haha. they brought us around and we got to know them a bit more.. =D and then we went back and were doing "theory". so boring. or rather i was SLEEPY. and affected steffi which affected the thai girl. lol. then we got to do spray painting.. the water and the glue effect. so fun... and then after that nothing much happened. end of lesson. overall it was okay laa. oh yeah. we were talking bout what we do in school. thats all. cant wait to go next next week. gonna do waxing. HHAHAHAHA. SO FUN. lalalala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-110726074091586101?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/110726074091586101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=110726074091586101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110726074091586101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110726074091586101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/02/woo-hoo_01.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-110726073208886977</id><published>2005-02-02T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T20:25:32.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woo hoo. went to tkss for art lesson today. so cool. haha. only steffi and i are taking art. so pathetic. and joanne laa. but coach doesnt allow her to go for lessons so i have to tell her about lessons and she will have to try and cope. so after school, steffi and i went there. we felt so ALIEN. it was like... everyone was like staring and some said hi. i THINK it was luke who said hi tiffany but.. i dont really recognise who that was. ohwells. blame my memory. so then when lessons started there was one thai girl there. miko's senior. then we got a tour around the art room and the batik painting room. SO COOL. and we were showed the seniors' work for o'levels. damn nice. like the one on religion, the one on stress and another one on breaking. SO NICE. O.O cant stand it. i have to be as good. bet they scored very high. LOVE it. and then uh.. we were talking bout sth. dont remember and the other girl that is taking art too came in. soon we had a 15 minute break where we toured the school. parts. haha. they brought us around and we got to know them a bit more.. =D and then we went back and were doing "theory". so boring. or rather i was SLEEPY. and affected steffi which affected the thai girl. lol. then we got to do spray painting.. the water and the glue effect. so fun... and then after that nothing much happened. end of lesson. overall it was okay laa. oh yeah. we were talking bout what we do in school. thats all. cant wait to go next next week. gonna do waxing. HHAHAHAHA. SO FUN. lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-110726073208886977?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/110726073208886977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=110726073208886977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110726073208886977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110726073208886977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/02/woo-hoo.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-110698293839310527</id><published>2005-01-30T07:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T15:15:38.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh yeah. i forgot to add.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;lets all welcome chay to outfield!.... YAY. hooray. i got a fellow sec 3 outfielder. hee. forgot to mention this just now. and i also wanna say about nice 'CROW'. lol. i created that. it simply means nice catch and throw. HAHA. so lame. nevermind. but melly doesnt like crow, so she said tatch. but but but.. we catch first then throw so CROW.. lol.. hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-110698293839310527?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/110698293839310527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=110698293839310527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110698293839310527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110698293839310527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/01/oh-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-110697396674798630</id><published>2005-01-30T05:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T12:47:06.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;finally. stupid net was down. argh.. cant stand it. the com is so laggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training the past 2 days was fun. i guess. not that tough. on thursday had training with the juniors. dont really remember what happened at first but then we had fielding by susanne. scary laa. but fun. made a few errors. esp. for short balls. urgh.. then OH YEAH. before that we hit machine balls. fun. haha. i realised that shouting before hitting works. my hitting was okay.. but not sure about the movement. that time when coach filmed me batting it was HORRIBLE. drop like no body's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Business" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. so shit. anyway so then we played a mini game with the juniors. batted like crao. it's the way joanne feed teh ball. she put her hand there for a while then put the ball. lost my momentem and fouled 3 times and the hit wasnt that nice either. then we fielded. there was no infielders so i played 2nd base. LOL. actually i played first base first. then i missed the ball. so then played second base. haha. not bad.. but the ball is different so the bounce super high then missed a few. but got a few out. so proud. haha. but most of the balls came to me. i made a few stupid mistakes. SO STUPID. cant blame me. =D i dont play 2nd base. so then training ended. SO EARLY. by 6 everyone was out of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training yesterday. hmm. i forgot. did 5 sets of batting then throwing. some china coach came. then we did fielding. starting it was okay. learnt some funny way of catching. turn one whole round then catch. lol. so dizzy. but fun. then she batted for us to field. wah.. that was bad. even the seniors missed a lot lor.. it wasnt say very fast at first. but it just got more difficult. she gave the balls super far away. then her faced was so PISSED when we missed the balls. cant stand it. then she will tell coach and then coach scolded us. so evil.. so sly. haha. but the scolding wasnt that bad cause coach was focusing on the infielders. so then after that we did one bounce to each other. and i think she thinks dixie and val are sec2s. LOL. so cute. haha.. then they we kneeling and throwing. after that.. she called for us to come in. thne i was like YAY... training ended. chay and melly was like, "YOU WISH" haha. then coach and the china coach batted and talked to us for a while and training ended!.. my wish came true. right.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight im going for dance prac!. yay.. so fun. lol. then tmr will be the actual thing. whahah. missing the game. quite sad actually. but i dont care! =P had dimsum for breakfast this morning. went out with my family and grandma. it's her birthday today! haha. so shoik. FOOD. yay... i think i eat like 4 times more than normal GIRLS eat. OMGosh.. and joanne actually agreed.. that much meh?.. no wonder im gaining weight like no one's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Business" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.haha. anyway going for a jog now. short one. heh.. meeting gideon to get the cd. buh bye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-110697396674798630?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/110697396674798630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=110697396674798630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110697396674798630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110697396674798630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/01/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-110664967362912290</id><published>2005-01-26T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T18:43:14.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i think i remembered what i wanted to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday. the first day of school after coming back from OBS. we were assembling at the yard when tanya asked me what my register number was. i was like, im standing behind you. then i was thinking. no.. cannot be. then she asked again and i was like uh.. 35. no it sounds wrong. SHIT. i forgot. then i went to vera and asked her and she was like.. 36 laa. OMGosh.. lol. we were away for a week. what do you expect?............. from ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there was another time. mrs loy was giving out our assignments she marked and said. someone here is still in 2-4. and i was like OOPS[?].. haha. and right now. i dont even know what my blog add is. told miko it was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.re-tarded.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;www.re-tarded.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; and that blog actually existed! haha. some lame blog.. hee. i dont even remember my favourite show now! argh.. darn it. something joe. i dunno. O.O cant stand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRYAN.. where's my book? lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-110664967362912290?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/110664967362912290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=110664967362912290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110664967362912290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110664967362912290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-think-i-remembered-what-i-wanted-to.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-110657006667172015</id><published>2005-01-25T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T20:42:16.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;too lazy to blog bout OBS. but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;summary: it was fun!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;YAY. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay.. we didnt really do much. thought it was toooooooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;SHORT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. 4 pathetic days. the best thing i guess was kayaking? i dunno. but kayaking was damn fun. except for the fact that the sea was so disgusting. if we had to pee, we had to jump out, pee and come back up. same if we had to do our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Business" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. yucks. and people puke in the sea too. and there is oil and eww. sick stuff. and another not so nice thing bout kayaking was the fibre glass. so itchy. it feels as if something is biting you all over, but you see nothing. it kept giving me goosebumps. eee. then i got super sick rashes! must be the dirtiness. wahahha. but im always dirty. sort of. heh..lol. lets see.. what else? we camped out every single day even though we had dorms. and we did trust fall. so fun. and we learnt how to belay. we did some height element thing too.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;SO FUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. haha. i was first and when i finished. i was sleeping on the log. too tired. my eyes were half closed so i didnt really belay much. oh yeah. i was throwing rocks at LingEr's chicken. lol. so fun. TKGS fun fair. hee. some people will understand me. we missed flying fox on the last day! so sad. the 7 storey one. sigh. but we did rock climbing. quite fun. but i bet flying fox would have been COOLer. so anyways.. nothing much happened. missed jetty jump too so... overall. it was SHORT.and practically everone got burnt except me! haha. so smart. i wore long sleeve. now vera's peeling like dunno what. SO SICK. as in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;S-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;C-&lt;/span&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;YUCKS. during training she was sweating in between her dead skin and skin! eee.. but i was kinda sad that i didnt get tanned. those people who were fairer than me are like boasting that they are darker now. their minds ar... got problem.&lt;br /&gt;[done]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;that's all folks!............................... for OBS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;lets see.. i know i was about to blog bout something. but dont seem to remember. lalala. thinks*.............. dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im gonna dance for service this sunday again! yay. so fun. haha. gonna try popping.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;SO COOL&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hee. O.O have to try. but later i end up looking like an idiot. wah then it will be so e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=MBA" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;mba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;rresing! haha.. Bryan has a damged wrist. SOMEHOW, i wished i had it.. MAYBE. but then again.. maybe NOT. supposed to go to some american school to play a friendly game this sunday. but im performing.. aww. so i cant go.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; sad&lt;/span&gt;. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-110657006667172015?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/110657006667172015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=110657006667172015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110657006667172015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110657006667172015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/01/too-lazy-to-blog-bout-obs.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-110570285177789505</id><published>2005-01-15T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T19:40:51.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;soitwasntthelongest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-110570285177789505?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/110570285177789505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=110570285177789505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110570285177789505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110570285177789505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/01/soitwasntthelongest.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-110570273286085190</id><published>2005-01-15T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T19:38:52.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;lalala. training again. sian. today's training suck. i did like so much stuff wrongly. but not much punishment. but had punishment yesterday. duckwalk 10 times along the stretch of road. i changed my mind. i'll be positive and train hard, study hard blah blah blah.. and i WANT to be in the school team! whee... =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;a math and chem test today. wah.. i realised a math wasnt that bad afterall. =D haha. the question was SO EASY. but what if it's wrong? LOL... and as for chem.. dunno most of it. cant remember the valencies..MY MEMORY SUCKS. i HOPE to pass which i think SHOULD be okay. haha.. can laa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;YAY. nextweek=SUPER SHOIK WEEK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;NO TRAINING. NO SCHOOL. OBS!!!!!! FUNNN.... woohooo... cant wait. *waits impatiently* wahahahahhahahah.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;3 cheers for NEXT WEEK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hiphip... HOORAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hiphip... HOORAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hiphip... HOORAY!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yay... going hyper again. HAHA. cant wait for sunday... getting vera to come to church. someday. i told her she HAS TO come for camp! and to "persuade".. okay nvm.. i shall not say anything. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;nowletstalkaboutourband!  BARNACLES. lol. so lame.. chay's gonna be bassist, jo as guitarist, vera on the keyboards and mel's doing the vocals. chay is too. kind of. while doing bass. funny thing... CHAY HAS NEVER TOUCHED A BASS BEFORE. LOL. and she's saving up for one. not eating recess. haha.. so cartoon. but it's easy to pick up laa. right? O.o cant wait to jam together one day. have to find time. SO BUSY now... sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i feel like changing my blog's pic to THE EYE. lol. but then if i do that. no one will visit my blog anymore! haha... and very SOON i'll have to change back. aww... hee. anyway.. WHAT A LONG POST. the longest yet. haha... lalala. buh bye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-110570273286085190?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/110570273286085190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=110570273286085190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110570273286085190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110570273286085190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/01/lalala_14.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-110527566437663775</id><published>2005-01-10T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T21:04:48.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;lalala. i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=MBA" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;mba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ck. havent blogged since last year! heh heh.. changed my skin to a much darker one. dunno which i prefer. blackorwhite? both are like damn NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so.. school's started. there was common test on the VERY 2nd day. so sad. english compo and it SUCKED. didnt have much time. so i rushed.. and guess what happened? i got crap! haha.. then.. lalala. training that week was kindda slack i guess.. yeah. and training on friday was kinda cool. gym. then ran 10 rounds round the school. record! lol. the MOST i ran in my entire life so far.. haha. i was second! kind of. or rather supposed to be. jo ran in front. then i followed. and then... we past everyone at least once. then dunno what happened suddenly i stopped later than belle and mel! =( dunno what happened. they said that jo and i ran an extra round. cannot be! we counted. and guess what? so did they.. dots......haha. overall i guess the week was good. new teachers. new classmates. new sec 1s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today was extra good. heh. played for service. screwed up a bit but YAY. so fun.. and then stayed back and jammed. whee.. with mah 'band'. LOL. hilary, mark, michelle, max and... me! caroline and dex too. haha.. and jason was helping lead and train us..so fun. even though i had problems with my fillins. it was okay.and ... FUN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-110527566437663775?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/110527566437663775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=110527566437663775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110527566437663775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110527566437663775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2005/01/lalala.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-110346393869940348</id><published>2004-12-20T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T21:45:38.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. i hate being vice cap.even though i havent really started doing anything. eew. the thought of me being serious. creepy. dont want to talk bout it. chay asks me to try harder. i will. i guess. X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-110346393869940348?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/110346393869940348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=110346393869940348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110346393869940348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110346393869940348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2004/12/nooooooooooooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-110335341624743337</id><published>2004-12-19T07:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T15:03:36.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-110335341624743337?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/110335341624743337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=110335341624743337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110335341624743337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110335341624743337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2004/12/oops.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-110327959395794864</id><published>2004-12-18T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T18:45:23.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sobored.IDONTBELIEVEIT.TRAININGNEXTMONDAY.DARN.nvm.so lazy...... i dont feel like training. and yet i miss the sun. getting fairer each day. haha. how can you say that tiff? you have to push yourself to train.. tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. and i think i have to start on sec3's work already. slacked TOO much. wasted the whole hols. actually not really. the hols was so fun! first went to bintan.. that was like SUPER fun. then shanghai. GREAT. then church camp. EVEN BETTER! whee.. then for the chalet.. stayed over. and watched shutter. slept on the beach..woo hoo. all the fun. the best[?] hols yet. i think. maybe.i just realised the hols this year was SOOO fun.. hmm.. wow. so many events. cant wait for caroling and christmas. whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-110327959395794864?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/110327959395794864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=110327959395794864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110327959395794864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-110273725292965964</id><published>2004-12-12T03:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T18:38:01.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;decided not to put any tagboard. too lazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-110273725292965964?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/110273725292965964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=110273725292965964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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like.. uh.. talk to them more. esp. those from my team. 015 100 thailand. i dont believe i remembered. haha. i wanna say thanks to chris, jia qi, miko, sam, ben chong, ben teh, phoebe and esp. douglas for making this camp really fun and to the camp comm for organizing the camp. one of the most fun things at camp was when playing underground church. it was soo fun. and freaky. cause you are somehow like really hiding. i remembered myself squatting there with a blindfold and my hands tied up, waiting for someone to 'torture' me. not being able to see but only hear was damn freaky. you can hear people shouting and banging stuff in the toilet. and a lot of,"ARE YOU WILLING TO SUFFER FOR CHRIST?" then i got made to shout my name so many times and was being asked a lot of questions which i couldnt answer. then got to do 20 sit ups. which i thought was too little. heh. and got stuff poured over my head. which made my hair super hard that night. then someone brought me to a toilet cubicle and i was waiting in there, listening to caroline sing. the funny part was at that point, i was hoping for someone to flush my head in the toilet bowl. i just wanted to try..... nvm. anyway no one did. they just asked me a lot more questions and let me go. oh yea. and i also heard johnathan being asked to shout his name too. so it wasnt only me. hee. everyone was just bullying me laa. then after like maybe 15-30 minutes after i was released, the game ended. it was so short! haha. the worships for the camp were really good. i liked uncle kah jiunn's sermon a lot. i learnt A LOT from them. i think this year's camp lack the camp fire! lol. but the skits were GREAT. haha. i liked the skit by the camp comm. damn funny. but AGAIN, they were picking on me bout the, "WHAT'S YOUR NAME? TIFFANY!" thing. sad laa. but funny. roy and samuel are good man.. hmm.. oh yeah. and today's worship was the best. i think. the last part where we were all singing and jumping. during worship itself i was falling asleep cause i didnt sleep the night before. as in totally didnt sleep at all. first we were throwing, then i decided to join in their animal game. it was very fun. lol. then gideon came and asked if we wanted to learn a dance and all of us playing stopped and learnt the dance. then gid started breaking with ben and a lot guys were learning the freeze. and im gonna challenge myself to be able to do a freeze and change it into another freeze by next sunday.haha. actually that's quite long ar.. but if i can do then good laa. i kinda regreted not practising the 6-step thing and the freeze at home. i learnt them in june and i still cant do the 6-step. haha. hmm... and then i got no idea what happened. we just wasted the rest of the time doing nothing, but we seemed more awake than those who slept. &lt;br /&gt;i think im gonna stop here even though there's like another million and one things to say. wanna sleep. so tired. zzzz. came home today and slept from 3-8. but still tired. this girl here needs sleep badly. last thing is that I wanna thank God for everything he did during camp. he helped us a lot and made camp really fun.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.markryden.com/paintings/index.html there's like very nice paintings there. which are freaky, but nice.&lt;br /&gt;woah. I just realized I wrote a lot.&lt;br /&gt;[ha-ho-he-chimpanzee-herher]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-110268735188277490?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/110268735188277490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=110268735188277490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110268735188277490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110268735188277490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2004/12/just-came-back-from-church_110268735188277490.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-110232714701296369</id><published>2004-12-07T10:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T21:04:33.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:200%;color:#000000;"&gt;new skin again. quick post. got to eat! hee. tagboard's not ready. hop you like the new skin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-110232714701296369?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/110232714701296369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=110232714701296369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110232714701296369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/110232714701296369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2004/12/new-skin-again.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-109944681603125624</id><published>2004-11-04T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T09:59:51.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:200%;color:#000000;"&gt;finally done with the sec 2 girls blog.mmm.very satisfied with it. [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://saved-by-him.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:200%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://saved-by-him.blogspot.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;] it's nice. chay said that the picture is cute. and chay likes my blog. unlike a lot of people out there.lol.joking, joking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;ithinkcreatingblogsarefun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-109944681603125624?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/109944681603125624/comments/default' title='Post 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arialnarrow;font-size:200%;color:#000000;"&gt;okay. now i'm gonna try using ultra large fonts. or rather just large.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-109939591644749816?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/109939591644749816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=109939591644749816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/109939591644749816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/109939591644749816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2004/11/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-109939525836200505</id><published>2004-11-03T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T12:05:01.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;justcamebackfromtraining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah. mel's C-R-A-Z-Y. she's underweight and she wants to go on a diet or rather she IS on a diet. wtf?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;got a jab from the doctor today. ow. okay laa actually it's not that pain but my muscles hurt. and she also took blood for a test. she told me she's gonna take a little. and... 1 long tube. ahh. okay. im kinda like over reating. lol. it's not that bad. gonna get another one next week. some flu vacine or sth. i dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-109939525836200505?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/109939525836200505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=109939525836200505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/109939525836200505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/109939525836200505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2004/11/justcamebackfromtraining.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-109928552782087121</id><published>2004-11-02T05:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T13:08:38.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arialnarrow;font-size:110%;color:#000000;"&gt;new month. mmm. the hols. so fun. hee. anyway to dahlia: duh it's pain. lol. i hope i get to play for service this sunday. havent asked my parents. but if they say yes. then yay. i'll be playing. so cool. 1st time. hee. then we'll be off to indonesia, at club med. too bad it's only for 4 days. so pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm the only sec 2 outfielder going to china.sad.lonely me. haha.dont even know who ill be bunking with. mmm.. most probabaly one of the sec3 outfielders. should be dixie laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damnimbored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-109928552782087121?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/109928552782087121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=109928552782087121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/109928552782087121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/109928552782087121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2004/11/new-month.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-109921428885494200</id><published>2004-11-01T05:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T13:08:07.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arialnarrow;font-size:110%;color:#000000;"&gt;i just realised. no actually. i realised this yesterday. it's HALLOWEEN! happy halloween people. too bad we cant celebrate, if not it'll be the best celebration. after christmas. and maybe chinese new year. cause of the castumes and best of all. heh heh. FACE PAINT or face makeup.it rocks man. damn we dont have it. sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-109921428885494200?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/109921428885494200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=109921428885494200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/109921428885494200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/109921428885494200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-just-realised.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-109919517515744425</id><published>2004-11-01T05:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T12:01:40.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arialnarrow;font-size:110%;color:#000000;"&gt;uh.. dahlia. i do not think that is how you pierce a tongue. and it looks more like injecting a tongue, but the needle goes through?? i dont know. and I'M SO NOT GONNA CHANGE THE PIC UNTIL A VERY LONG TIME. WHY DONT YOU PEOPLE LIKE IT? it's way tooo cool. sighs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-109919517515744425?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/109919517515744425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=109919517515744425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/109919517515744425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/109919517515744425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2004/10/uh.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-109928398231539848</id><published>2004-11-01T04:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T12:39:42.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arialnarrow;font-size:110%;color:#000000;"&gt;new month. november. ooo. da hols is here! whee. *sings:"i feel good"** lol. mmm hmm.lalala. to dahlia: duh it's pain. this is the only way i can "tag" my board. and the tongue is nice. heh. anyways. im bored, once again. just gave my gb acc. to my bro. don't play it anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can play for service this sunday. only once[?] have to ask. sooner or later. then off we go to indonesia. yay. will be in the sun all day. so fun. cant wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-109928398231539848?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/109928398231539848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=109928398231539848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/109928398231539848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/109928398231539848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2004/10/new-month.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-109912904560548810</id><published>2004-10-31T08:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T17:37:25.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arialnarrow;font-size:110%;color:#000000;"&gt;oh yeah.. the skin's finally done. haha. it's great. black and white. and a bit of grey. mmm. nice.cuzs are here. not playing ps2 with them. only 4 controllers anyway. maybe later. lost touch anyway. gonna try again. wwe smackdown. i used to be good k.. sadly. not anymore. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-109912904560548810?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-109911305867354117</id><published>2004-10-31T04:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T17:33:37.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arialnarrow;font-size:110%;color:#000000;"&gt;okay. new skin. took quite some time to do it. eyes hurting. but i love the pic. heh.kinda cool. but i still cant tag. even other people's blogs. i got NO IDEA why. cuzs coming later. should be playing ps2. ahh.. after so loong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-109911305867354117?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/109911305867354117/comments/default' title='Post 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style="font-family:arialnarrow;font-size:110%;color:#000000;"&gt;im really really sorry. i didnt mean to. i feel SO bad. i cried. ...........................................................................i lied. okay i know it's a very very small thing and ive done it many times but i dont know. i dont ever want to lie AGAIN. never. i'll always be good.*cross fingers* i'll try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-109905314316047799?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/109905314316047799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=109905314316047799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/109905314316047799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/109905314316047799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2004/10/im-really-really-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-109876994102118049</id><published>2004-10-26T04:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T17:33:11.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arialnarrow;font-size:110%;color:#000000;"&gt;sheesh. stupid tagboard. i cannot even post. damn it. blogging. something i do only when im really really bored. just played the sims 2. very laggy but kinda fun. tooo much stuff actually. and im getting a bit sick of it already. just started the day before. lucky i didnt buy the game. browsing through people's pics and stuff in friendster and checking out people's blogs. man.. it's so BORING. so this is the after-exam life? yikes. training later. so NOT looking forward to it. just feel like watching more tv. Ms Yeo called yeterday and asked me to bring an mc for not going to school yesterday for the stupid think tank crap. what the hell?! i dont give a damn bout it. just told my mom i didnt want to go to school and i didnt.. woohoo. coffee sucks. it's bitter and yucks. i dont understand why you people drink coffee. eww. it keeps me awake alright.. cause of it's sick taste!**sorry if i offended coffee lovers or caffieine addicts but i just dont enjoy coffee. well. different people like different stuff. now chay's telling me she dont know what time does training start. WHAT?! sheesh.. feel like going on a holiday some place where there's theme parks, water sports and al sorts of fun stuff right now and forever. no more studying and all sorts of nonsense. whoopee.. sadly too bad... sh*t. gtg for training now. coach wants us to be there at 230. what last min stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-109876994102118049?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/109876994102118049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=109876994102118049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/109876994102118049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/109876994102118049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2004/10/sheesh.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-109852762442789848</id><published>2004-10-24T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T17:32:57.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arialnarrow;font-size:110%;color:#000000;"&gt;havent been blogging for some time. lazy. and too busy watching tv. got back all my results. it's okay for someone who didnt study so i guess it's okay... at least im not last. anyway mel owes me lots of stuff. ha. her fault. wanna bet somemore. tsk. always say the wrong stuff. =P *sticks out tongue at mel* dont know what to take next year. taking double science, chem and physics. most probably. i dunno. going to china for training. hmm. can't wait. but then again.. don't feel like training. muscles aching all over. netball competition was quite good. we got 2nd. 2/1 won. congrats. the people who played in my class were pissed at rachel. 90% of the time when we were playing, she blowed us. and they were complaining that she called wrongly. sigh. sad. well i got nothing to say. didnt get the ball much in the game. once or twice. then rachel will blow and... yea. havent exactly designed camp tee yet. die. not done. and the youth room. mm.. thinking of getting new seats from ikea. and making it really colourful and attractive..have to get the measurements and stuff i guess. anyway. dont feel like writing more. heh. byee.[and to that crazy person that tags my blog in my name. i got nothing to say....]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-109756543802575918</id><published>2004-10-13T06:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T17:32:45.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arialnarrow;font-size:110%;color:#000000;"&gt;okay exams sucked. i did BADLY. studied last minute for everything. the day before for like 1 hour, at most 2. so pathetic. going to TRY and be a more organised person..and study really really hard for the tests/exams. and clear my room! woo hoo. i hope i can do it.I WILL! heh. =X feel like swimming. muscles aching. had netball training today. so hot. and confusing. everyone was like everywhere. quite fun though. tomorrow coach wants to meet us in school. go all the way to school just to meet her.[think she's gonna tell us 'bout the china trip, who's going and who's not] why not see us next tuesday?! sighs* at least we have the whole week FREE! nothing til next tuesday. no school. s.w.e.e.t. i'll be home watching tv! and sleeping. and again. watching tv. the television totally rocks! lOls. feel like watching a movie. like the exorcist and RESIDENT EVIL! too bad i cant.NC16. and even if i can i dont think my mom will allow me. well. there's still a tv at home. *grins-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-109756543802575918?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/109756543802575918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=109756543802575918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/109756543802575918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/109756543802575918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2004/10/okay-exams-sucked.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456764.post-109672135094879685</id><published>2004-10-03T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T17:32:17.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arialnarrow;font-size:110%;color:#000000;"&gt;oohh.. exams time. and i havent studied much. don't feel anything. it's like a normal slack day. doing the stoooopid survey now. lOls. only now. after so long. dont want no teacher chasing after me. shall be good. english's over. 5 more. woohoo.no history and geog. and art. i heard some other schools, or most, have art. that's like crazy. 1 hr plus[?] doing art? omgosh. rubbish.thinking of after exams. most probably gonna stay home, watch tv... sleep and more of those two. might be going to china for training. dont feel like....training anymore. slacked a lot at home already. feels good not going for training. thinking of it makes me feel tired. dont think my mom will allow me to go out during the hols. i've so far only gone out to watch movies with my friends once. heh. with mel, jo and chay. yea. and the other time, my mom didnt know. that was after national day celebrations with dahlia, dian and syaz. dont think i'll ever do that again. i got no idea why. just being good.hahax.whatever.gonna continue with the survey. i mean surveyS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456764-109672135094879685?l=retard-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/109672135094879685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456764&amp;postID=109672135094879685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/109672135094879685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456764/posts/default/109672135094879685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retard-ed.blogspot.com/2004/10/oohh.html' title=''/><author><name>tiff*thief_teeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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