<?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-11795483</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:48:59.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Bottle of feelings~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottle-of-feelings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11795483/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottle-of-feelings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05434452530351929771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11795483.post-115759992080953611</id><published>2006-09-06T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T20:32:00.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haizz.....</title><content type='html'>Standing at a height of 160++...you're still not the hottest or cutest guy around...Trust, check. Height, check. Age, check. Religion, check. Education, skipped(not required). Humour, check. Cuteness, missing. Oh dear...this is the main aspect for me to gauge how close i want to be... The other aspects are for me to gauge how much i will talk..the cuteness aspect is for real life. Yau is cute, but I've never got a chance to meet him. Nicholas is cute, in someway, his dao look always makes me smile...Daniel is definitely a cute guy, but i sacrificed our friendship anyway. It was really hard for me to do...just because you say not to be with him. Ahh, my cute didi, what have i done 2 him? *sobs bitterly* 234 is cute as well, his big boss style sure makes him look cute. Kelvin's cute, he still looks like he's a small boy in him. Yea...The cuteness i see in u is: you know how to say the word, "Dieded"&lt;br /&gt;*shrugs* Now i dunno..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11795483-115759992080953611?l=bottle-of-feelings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottle-of-feelings.blogspot.com/feeds/115759992080953611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11795483&amp;postID=115759992080953611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11795483/posts/default/115759992080953611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11795483/posts/default/115759992080953611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottle-of-feelings.blogspot.com/2006/09/haizz.html' title='Haizz.....'/><author><name>Cassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05434452530351929771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11795483.post-115001968229980901</id><published>2006-06-11T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T02:54:42.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Chalet</title><content type='html'>This was the most extraordinary chalet i've been to. There was so much freedom and space to express urself. 7 and 8 june 2006. 7 june...nothing much really happened except i called Kelvin over to give me a sense of security after traumatising events...8June was the one which made me think. U noe..Yau and I are like "role models", used to. Den he left and i was seriously traumatised. And in the chalet, there was my so-called "disciples" and they asked me for help many a times...i helped them. Yet i could not help myself. Seeing them enjoy themselves makes me think deep in my heart that I had made a wrong choice in my life to break it wif the guy who always treasured and loved me with his body and soul. And i regretted. Yau and I loved to make our characters in RO do the silliest poses to make them look like they're kissing or summat. So my "disciples" actually went ahead of me and made me feel this strong regret. I never thought I would have a break wif Yau. I always chose not to look at happy couples after that. It's a great heartpain n disappointment that I can help others but not myself. This great, confident Cassie has really been hurt pretty badly. Just that Cassie chose not to show it, dun wanna upset the others too. And there's Kelvin, fortunately. He's like this big strong shield around me whenever troubles come. And he never fails to make me smile. Maybe my "disciples" were wondering why was i 'sleeping' dat day. Well that was just me reflecting and shutting off outside sounds and sights(esp. Sights). Kelvin came again and he was there to sorta give me a sense of security. Thanks a bunch, KelKel~*hugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11795483-115001968229980901?l=bottle-of-feelings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottle-of-feelings.blogspot.com/feeds/115001968229980901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11795483&amp;postID=115001968229980901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11795483/posts/default/115001968229980901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11795483/posts/default/115001968229980901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottle-of-feelings.blogspot.com/2006/06/class-chalet.html' title='Class Chalet'/><author><name>Cassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05434452530351929771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11795483.post-112930290153761216</id><published>2005-10-14T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T08:15:01.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So many many things...</title><content type='html'>So many things have happened since i last posted...well, my dad, the crazy person, wants to buy a DARNED bike costing S$1k when we already have 2 bikes at home...and all coz of his friends...freak him, dunno wad kind of friends he have, always give him stuff like some tonic or wadeva that is...he better not do anything that upsets the family...a bike costing 1k is so outrageous, yet he still complains that everything is expensive...EVERYTHING. Like it seems so difficult to get him to spend some money on us. Even if we're going to Port Dickson with my cousin, he only lets us stay at the Garden Chalet, i never get to stay at the Water Chalets...and the difference is only that wee little bit....GRR...on top of that, he doesn't even lets me go to hongKong with cousin...am i bound to stay in Singapore forever? Can't i just take a plane? I just sorta dislike this family of mine...well, sometimes. My mum feels embarrassed about me going to NUS High coz she thinks i'm going to be the last of the lot. She also likes to tell everything to my dad, u can't even hold a private conversation with her. Why? Worse still, she gossips alot with what i call the SKPC( Super Kay-Poh Club) and all she says to me is," Izzit true that....Really? It did? When? How? Why?what?!?!" I feel so pissed...like i'm a burden to them. If they didn't want to bring me up, what for tgive me life in the first place? They're just making me feel like a slave...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11795483-112930290153761216?l=bottle-of-feelings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottle-of-feelings.blogspot.com/feeds/112930290153761216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11795483&amp;postID=112930290153761216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11795483/posts/default/112930290153761216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11795483/posts/default/112930290153761216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottle-of-feelings.blogspot.com/2005/10/so-many-many-things.html' title='So many many things...'/><author><name>Cassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05434452530351929771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11795483.post-112540841458005651</id><published>2005-08-30T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T06:26:54.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wiao!</title><content type='html'>Oh i forgot to introduce my online family!!! Huisan is my veryvery nice mami!!! she's a very pweety High Priest... And my PaPa is so cool! He's a lvl 99 SNIPER!!! i Love my Mami and Papa!!! Hah! tomorrow's teachers' day celebrations...also malaysia national day...cool! Aiyah, dis year suck la...Friday still got school, which is equal to teachers will have a last chance to dish out homework...WTF!!! *scratches head furiously* My lil' cousin Owen came today...unexpextedly. He's from Malaysia too! A little round at the cheeks, though! well, i really hope the password will keep out intruders!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11795483-112540841458005651?l=bottle-of-feelings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottle-of-feelings.blogspot.com/feeds/112540841458005651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11795483&amp;postID=112540841458005651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11795483/posts/default/112540841458005651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11795483/posts/default/112540841458005651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottle-of-feelings.blogspot.com/2005/08/wiao.html' title='Wiao!'/><author><name>Cassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05434452530351929771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11795483.post-112532151652421423</id><published>2005-08-29T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T06:18:36.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeehaw!</title><content type='html'>Finally, after finding out there were intruders...I finally got meself a password protected blog....WAKAKAKA!!!! Heex...teachers day is here...soon.^^ Happys! I finally found out who my angel is already!!! Connie JIE!!! I'm looking forward to my forensic science lesson, because it is always so FUN!!! With Reiko and Melanie, the whole class will burst out in laughter...our class is now like a zoo, Reiko is Racoon, Melanie is Squirrel, Lu Xin is reindeer...and me? Well, they tried calling me a wombat...but never mind, quite Qt also...heeheex! And recently we are calling Mr Sukandar as Mr S. becoz his name is damn long lar!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11795483-112532151652421423?l=bottle-of-feelings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottle-of-feelings.blogspot.com/feeds/112532151652421423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11795483&amp;postID=112532151652421423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11795483/posts/default/112532151652421423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11795483/posts/default/112532151652421423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottle-of-feelings.blogspot.com/2005/08/yeehaw.html' title='Yeehaw!'/><author><name>Cassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05434452530351929771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11795483.post-112204051369289623</id><published>2005-07-22T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T06:55:13.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BottLE is Back up!</title><content type='html'>Hello...after many many many months...the BOTTLE is floating again!!! *Groans* Esplanade concert next Monday!!! So pressurized...&gt;.&lt;" Hope we do well, and the supporters will give their full support...The other choirs were really nice, especially Fairfield's songs- very vibrant! Hwa Chong JC also nice, they singing Elijah Rock, which is also a song sung by Magee @ hawaii!!! I prefer Magee's singing though. HCJC also sing this nice song...got that tropical feel...COOL!!! Geez...next year i wun be in Cedar already, so i would not be able to see my beloved 2/I ice-creams...But no worries, i may log on to i-screamerx if I'm free. Hmm...happy, Ricky's getting more obedient. Love him soooo much...his birthday is in Auust and he'll be 2 years old!!! Yeehaw! Yinxue and I got so crazeeeee over squirtin' Nike Bottles...trying to break each others' record of the furthest squirt of water into mouth...haha!!! Oh my, i think i need go now...Sorry!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11795483-112204051369289623?l=bottle-of-feelings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottle-of-feelings.blogspot.com/feeds/112204051369289623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11795483&amp;postID=112204051369289623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11795483/posts/default/112204051369289623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11795483/posts/default/112204051369289623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottle-of-feelings.blogspot.com/2005/07/bottle-is-back-up.html' title='BottLE is Back up!'/><author><name>Cassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05434452530351929771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11795483.post-111296999412545519</id><published>2005-04-08T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T07:19:54.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freak!!!</title><content type='html'>Darn, i waited like 10 seconds for this posting page 2 load, and my internet is supposed 2 b somehow fast?!? Whatever Jetpack is this. GRR. Can't stand assembly today, there were 2 JERKS beside me who simply CANNOT stop talking and laughing, and there i was, trying so so so hard to appreciate the music. If i had the authority, i would ask them to be quiet! Oh ya, about SYF. We got GOLD WITH HONOURS...hehe!!! Yippee...and i got a sore throat too!!! I'm so proud of myself!!! Anyway, i just received news that we got the TOP 3 in Singapore!!! And we are supposed to have another performance @ esplanade- theatres on the bay in July! Okok, being top 3 rawks, but having another performance means...1) more practises 2)more standing ups 3)wearing gown again 4)wearing court shoes again 5)lipstick again... swtzzzzz.... i somehow developed an appreciation for music recently, i simply detest people who make noise when i'm listening to music...like during SYF, we were watching Yishun Sec sing and some rude ppl(unfortunately, from our school) were sniggering at them!!! WALAO!!!Imagine people laughing at you when you're singing?!? And as usual the teachers heard it and was scolding the whole choir when it was like 2 of them sniggering...and we were scolded innocently again!!! FREAK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11795483-111296999412545519?l=bottle-of-feelings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottle-of-feelings.blogspot.com/feeds/111296999412545519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11795483&amp;postID=111296999412545519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11795483/posts/default/111296999412545519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11795483/posts/default/111296999412545519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottle-of-feelings.blogspot.com/2005/04/freak.html' title='Freak!!!'/><author><name>Cassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05434452530351929771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11795483.post-111234597567821009</id><published>2005-04-01T00:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T00:59:35.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Groans...dun make me do it...</title><content type='html'>Friday...Music day. Sigh...gotta see her face, but i dun want to. No, not ever. Sorry, I'm still very very angry with her. Success, I didn't see her face. She tried to make me do it by constantly fixing her eyes on me. But i dun wanna give in to her. I insisted on not looking back at her. I've found out what she's afraid of already... She's afraid of us staring her in the eyes for too long. I've displayed a sad face infront of her to show her how has she affected me. Of course, you peeps dun see her true colours during music lessons. Laugh and she will laugh back. For choir, she has just changed, totally. You laugh, she stares, show u that face and scolds you. During the Hawaii trip, the teachers treated us so badly that me and my bud-T Yinxue cannot stand it. YKW's right hand partner J told Yinxue to tuck her shirt in, so she put her meal coupon on the table with her bottle on top.The table was right beside J. When we were halfway there, Yinxue then realised she had forgotten her meal coupon, so asked J if she has seen it. Her reply was unexpected," How would I know?" And she walked away...with Ms Chia. We stood there, stunned. we didn't expect J to behave like that. Then Ms Chia walked back and told us to go back and check. Luckily it was still there. When we reached the restaurant, J gave us that idiotic look on her face... This made us so angry.&lt;br /&gt;Quote "It is not in the nature of any teacher to apologise- sincerely"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11795483-111234597567821009?l=bottle-of-feelings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottle-of-feelings.blogspot.com/feeds/111234597567821009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11795483&amp;postID=111234597567821009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11795483/posts/default/111234597567821009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11795483/posts/default/111234597567821009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottle-of-feelings.blogspot.com/2005/04/groansdun-make-me-do-it.html' title='Groans...dun make me do it...'/><author><name>Cassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05434452530351929771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11795483.post-111226730809472704</id><published>2005-03-31T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T03:08:28.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I found out...</title><content type='html'>I found out, although i'm always picked on, I'm protected by a curse. And so are the people around me! Yesterday YKW insulted me like SHIT, and today, she was ILL and had to take MEDICAL LEAVE... and once Ms Joyce tan poke Eunice's penguin...she got sick...Primary School my teacher made me cry, the next day she got sick...i'm happy YKW got sick, because God knows that Cassie's innocent. If YKW is insulting me, she's insulting God too. Coz he created us and he tells our brain what 2 do. Maybe God was angry and decided to help me? I'll never know. But i believe in God. He made me score well for Maths too.&lt;br /&gt;Qoute of the day:" Believe in God, he's the almighty one who tells our brains what to do."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11795483-111226730809472704?l=bottle-of-feelings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottle-of-feelings.blogspot.com/feeds/111226730809472704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11795483&amp;postID=111226730809472704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11795483/posts/default/111226730809472704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11795483/posts/default/111226730809472704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottle-of-feelings.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-found-out.html' title='I found out...'/><author><name>Cassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05434452530351929771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11795483.post-111218048671821578</id><published>2005-03-30T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T03:01:26.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It isn't my fault...='(</title><content type='html'>I hope people will be left handed...got severely insulted by you-know-who(YKW) today for a crime i didn't do...=( all because of the concert!!! If u peeps dunno what a choral riser is, it's the thing which us choir ppl use to stand on. There's limited space of the choral riser lah... den some ****ing IDIOT ask me(i'm at the right) to MOOOOOOOOOVE obviously i was standing right @ the edge of that stupid choral riser, so i stepped down...and the idiot on the left has SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO MUCH space...but they had 2 ask me to move...and wads worse we had to do actions! Actions which need us to MOOOOOOOVE. Great. Now what. behind me, choral riser blocking, infront of me, kiasu ppl who stuck their heels to the riser. whats left? oh the choral riser...so obviously i can't stand there moving my hands and not moving right? eh come on lah, wad to do? step up lah, bodoh! Because of this i got insulted. If i'm ever going to find out who asked me to move, i'm so going 2 make her regret doing it. I mean it. And YKW was still blaming me...sigh! †-† T-T And Deborah from A2, dun even know how to move left! I am NOT going to stand at the end anymore!!! QI SI REN LE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHY because of the people who forced me down the riser, i got scolded and insulted? WHY is it not them being scolded? WHY is it that they don't see with their own eyes? WHY don't they stand at the side? WHY don't they confess to YKW? WHY won't they apologise? Sorry, i'm too sad to type anymore...goodbye...&lt;br /&gt;"Fall, and u stand up, but dun b scared of falling. Someday u will get numb to it."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11795483-111218048671821578?l=bottle-of-feelings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bottle-of-feelings.blogspot.com/feeds/111218048671821578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11795483&amp;postID=111218048671821578' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11795483/posts/default/111218048671821578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11795483/posts/default/111218048671821578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bottle-of-feelings.blogspot.com/2005/03/it-isnt-my-fault.html' title='It isn&apos;t my fault...=&apos;('/><author><name>Cassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05434452530351929771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
