<?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-22088717</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:08:55.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ME!!!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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>140</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22088717.post-351185727751290657</id><published>2007-07-21T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T08:23:48.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;okay, i've not been updating for like weeks, or even a month. so after much persuades by my friends, i've finally decided to blog. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;yet, i do not know what to blog. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;okay, stayed back after school with zhanyan and daphne yesterday. fooled around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;we stayed at the staircase near the watercooler of the sports hall, waiting for the boys' trainings to end so that we can use the court. so in the meantime, we chat, played games and blah blah. later, after waiting for HOURS, we finally went in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;stayed in sports hall to watch boys train, although we are banned from doing that. almost kena scolded by mr ang for defying the rules. but what i must say is that "why aren't we suppose to go? i mean it's our freedom to do what we like. and even if we go, we can learn some things about the skills right?" but come to think of that, the bottom line is about the opposite sex distraction. the three of us made a lot of test about that, and we were laughing our heads off. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;as we were chased out, we went to the second floor newly renovated corner. it is quite a serene place, so i guess we should hang out there more often, or sit there to study more often. haha.  then we watched how the uniform groups marched. some ccas are drastically different from others, but i shan't mention who they are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;feeling hungry? we went to kope media club's buffet! haha. i think we are always eating free food, like during the holidays and etc. haha! and we still refill lar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;then later, we went to sjab place and see them march. this is when the three of us went crazy. we were like "YES COPORAL!" and so on. then the coporal's are kind of angry, so we try not to laugh, but can't help it. LOL. then some who are marching are trying to laugh, not to mention that we are HUMOROUS. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;loved the way we fooled around =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;oh yah, zhanyan and daphne went to my house before xinfony, and they should feel honoured for that man. haha =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-351185727751290657?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/351185727751290657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=351185727751290657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/351185727751290657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/351185727751290657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2007/07/okay-ive-not-been-updating-for-like.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-4453567918969466613</id><published>2007-06-16T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T08:34:44.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay! yeah! i'm left with 2 1/2 holiday homework to complete! however, these two homeworks are what i dread the most. argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. english composition on "how i made a difference". i totally have no inspiration on this topic. well, totally. how i made a difference, perhaps in other people's life? how would i know if i had made a difference in their life if they didn't tell me that! make sense? lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. chinese project. i seriously do not understand what the instruction is all about. i need some people's work to be a sample. please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. that 1/2 was about geography project. met up 2 times but we still haven't complete it. haha. didn't have the mood to be so engrossed in it. lol.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;just as what zhanyan had tagged, i'm looking forward to the camp! just like i always do. hehe. =) it's just so damn fun mixing around with xinmin volleyballers. woots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;so. didn't talk about what had happened yesterday. went to karling's house for geography project. i love her house and her couches. oh yes, and we met the beijing people in compass point. so, they suggested to come to karling's house to do their work for ms tee's present, although their's no link to our geography project. and their trip to karling's&lt;/span&gt; house had spoilt one of karling, sharon and my plan. argh. but it was kind of fun though. as they cracked a lot of jokes and made the place more lively, although it is already very lively with the 3 of us. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;this part is dedicated to sharon: something happened, but nevermind okay? ta is just so misleading. it's ta de fault. forgive and forget yeah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;and i had a song dedication (not to sharon lar): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;hey hey you you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;i don't like your girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;she's like so whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;i think i'm kind of mean, but it's what me, sharon and karling think. i love this song - not because of the song dedication, but because it's nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-4453567918969466613?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/4453567918969466613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=4453567918969466613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/4453567918969466613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/4453567918969466613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2007/06/okay-yeah-im-left-with-2-12-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-5068134485390509315</id><published>2007-06-13T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T08:35:24.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;went to compass point to do geography project with sharon, karling &amp;amp; felicia. and we shifted from places to places. and we met at 9am and left at 5.30pm. haha!&lt;br /&gt;first from mcdonalds (to meet up, discuss layout and for me to eat breakfast. haha.)&lt;br /&gt;to the corridor outside popular (to wait for popular to open. and so we chat about beijing as sharon went to beijing bicultural trip)&lt;br /&gt;then to popular (to buy stuffs and materials)&lt;br /&gt;then to library (to find books about amazon river, but to no avail)&lt;br /&gt;then to yoshinoya (to eat and to design etc.)&lt;br /&gt;then to walk walk! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i think it's kind of a joking trip for me rather than a serious project work lar. because it's like we didn't put in alot of effort today as we only have MY information about amazon river (which i'm very proud of. haha). so we shared alot of hilarious secrets and just laughed our heads off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah. i'm starting to imagine that i'm made up of magnetism or something. well, that's only imagine lar. but i was being "tee-tee-tee-tee-tee-tee-tee" in 3 shops lar. you know the bars of door at the entrance? to see whether anybody steal any thing from their shop? ya? ya that one. lol.&lt;br /&gt;it is already damn malu to be tee-ed at for once, but i'm for thrice please!&lt;br /&gt;1. it happened in metro. i was walking my way out, and it went "tee-tee-tee-tee-tee-tee-tee". it was quite soft, so it was okay. but there were two metro people standing just beside the entrance lar! i was like "oh my! is it me?". and i walked off, because i don't look suspicious, and i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;2. it happened in blue max (or is it like that? aiya. some vcd shop). i went out of it, and it go "tee-tee-tee-tee-tee-tee-tee". since it's the second time, we just kept on laughing. and one guy hurry to us say "sorry..." i didn't know what he was saying. lol. and i took ALL my things out and search which is that idiot creature in my bag. yet, it was a futile attempt.&lt;br /&gt;3. it happend in watson. this was on purpose and for fun. LOL. we wanted to triple check if it is me, or maybe felicia or anybody. so we took turns to go out, and indeed, it was me. i was so fed-up and felt funny at the same time, that i sat on the floor. then feeling very awkward, i quickly stand up. i took practically all the things out from my bag, and passed it one by one to them, who were standing outside of the shop. it was a futil attempt yet again, to see which of it is the zui4 kui2 huo4 shou3. argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah yah, felicia and me found a very nice top on our way to home. it's very nice! and it's cheap too! like $6. but i have my tan line, so i didn't buy. i am so damn going to keep the tan line more inside, as in wear sleeveless on the sentosa trip lar. argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah yah yah, i'm starting to like my tuition class because it's humourous. lots of jokes to crack, and you don't have to memorise things and all. yeah! haha. it's good to love what you have =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-5068134485390509315?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/5068134485390509315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=5068134485390509315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/5068134485390509315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/5068134485390509315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2007/06/went-to-compass-point-to-do-geography.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-5492047055820384374</id><published>2007-06-12T04:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T04:02:34.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha. regarding yesterday's post about demanding a sorry that one, it was meant to be a joke. because felicia told me that there are other classes people so they never call me. this shows that they got gu4 lv4 my thoughts and feelings man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;but but QAD was so worried that i will be angry so she somehow flood my tagboard and wrote a short post for me. haha. i'm so touched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;anyway, i'm not angry and i FORGIV-ED! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-5492047055820384374?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/5492047055820384374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=5492047055820384374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/5492047055820384374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/5492047055820384374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2007/06/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-4756120827571528027</id><published>2007-06-11T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T04:54:03.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;slacking at home just now. oh my god. i'm wasting my 青春. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;welcome to singapore! (does it sound like the pirates of carribean? haha) to the beijing people. the first thing that came to my mind is presents! haha. oops. how evil of me. but nevermind lar. it was meant for humour purposes. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;how cruel of my qing ai de to ps me lar! she went with felicia to welcome the beijing people back to singapore. and later, they are going out to watch movie! argh. i demand a sorry! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-4756120827571528027?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/4756120827571528027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=4756120827571528027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/4756120827571528027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/4756120827571528027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2007/06/slacking-at-home-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-7667839539594433872</id><published>2007-06-09T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T23:14:24.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;went to ang mo kio library with daphne, zhanyan, caijia and eunice yesterday to borrow book for the chinese project. till now, i still don't know what are we supposed to do lar. the instructions seems too weird to me. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then we walked to ang mo kio hub because caijia need to buy her sister's birthday present. finally they are willing to go to ang mo kio hub. like finally! because they will say it's an advantage to me because i live very near to it. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;later, we went to mcdonalds to eat and slack around. zhanyan, daphne and me are too fond of playing mobile phone games that our eyes were like sticked to the phones all day long. even when we were walking towards the bus interchange to send caijia off as she's going off to japan later in the night. so after that, the three game maniac continue to play while we walk la! LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;eunice wanted to watch men in white. so we go to check whether cathay had opened. but since cathay hasn't open yet, we walked to jubilee's eng wah to watch (although the cinema is rather small). haha. mr leow went in with his family to watch it too. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;before that, we went to popular to walk walk. then me and daphne became too engrossed in the horoscope books! lol. i can't believe that we believe in those books. but we actually do lah. lol. then we go to mos burger to eat and continue playing the mobile phone games. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay, so here's about the movie men in white.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;zhanyan first walk into the cinema with a scream, thinking that it's going to be a damn horrifying movie. lol. laughs our heads off lar. and she kept saying sorry sorry to the people in the cinema while walking up the stairs to our seats. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;actually, the movie is not that nice because it don't have a storyline, or rather, a plot. it seems more like a variety show about ghost to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but i think i shall applaude for it's lameness though. haha. at least, it's quite funny. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so it's about 9 plus when the movie end. and off we go to home, after bidding farewell to caijia. through phone of course. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-7667839539594433872?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/7667839539594433872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=7667839539594433872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/7667839539594433872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/7667839539594433872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2007/06/went-to-ang-mo-kio-library-with-daphne.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-4928755413233064942</id><published>2007-06-08T03:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T03:46:04.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i think i'm suffering from anaemia, the same thing that daphne's suffering from. oh dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;revising my biology: i think i have a great, fantastic, fabulous, excellent and most of all, strong spleen, a gland found near the liver. it is so strong that it damages all my red blood cell. it is so strong that i didn't even break them down to haemoglobin. it is so strong that it didn't even store the irons released from the process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;therefore, in conclusion, i lack of irons, red blood cells and whatsoever. this always makes me feel so damn tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;evidence 1: always sleep when i come home. it's not even like a 1 hour nap. it's more than it. and i don't know why i still have eye blacks. ew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;evidence 2: feel lerthargic results in no interest, mood and motivation to do my homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;evidence 3: i missed 5 months of it in my secondary 1 year. i missed a few months of it in my secondary 2 year. it came for only 2 days in my secondary 3 year. hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;see? i'm suffering from anaemia. doctor please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-4928755413233064942?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/4928755413233064942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=4928755413233064942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/4928755413233064942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/4928755413233064942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-think-im-suffering-from-anaemia-same.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-391956446948498632</id><published>2007-06-06T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T00:28:59.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;yeah! i bought some tops, tops that i've been eyeing on. woots. i'm so happy! lalala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;however, now i know what's the true meaning behind kenasai. it's as simple as kena-sai. yucks! i hate birds, i hate shits, i hate birdshits. oh my god. it's damn disgusting lar. eew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;okay, everyone's like rushing their homework, while i'm still idling around. freak. and zhanyan's like going to finish all the homework already lar. argh. jiayou to myself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-391956446948498632?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/391956446948498632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=391956446948498632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/391956446948498632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/391956446948498632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2007/06/yeah-i-bought-some-tops-tops-that-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-1148569863299449055</id><published>2007-06-03T02:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T02:42:08.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;just looked through the campus superstar website. and i find that keely is pretty!!! haha. she have a sunshine smile and blah blah blah. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;and it seems weird for me to surf such website because never in my whole life am i interested in superstar stuffs. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;and that's the end of my short short post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;bye! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-1148569863299449055?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/1148569863299449055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=1148569863299449055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/1148569863299449055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/1148569863299449055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2007/06/just-looked-through-campus-superstar.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-5571790958747650366</id><published>2007-06-02T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T07:09:27.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would You Be There by Redwan Ali&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;If i were blue, would you be there for me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;And whisper in my ear that's ok &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Would you stand by me, let me told you tight, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;And say you love me one more time.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;If i feel good, would you slow dance with me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;And touch my lips with tender loving care &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Would you die for me, would you run with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;nd never look back.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Would you be there to love, to be with me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Would you say that you will always be the one, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;To take my breathe away? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Would you be there to love, to be with me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Would you say that you will always be the one, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;o take my breathe away? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Would you be there.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;If i'm away, would you still think of me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;And wish that you could hold me now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Would you die for me, would you run with me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;All the way.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Would you be there to love, to be with me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Would you say that you'll always be the one, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;To take my breath away? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Would you be there to save my soul tonight, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Would you swear that you love is always true? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Would you say that you will always be there, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;To kiss my pain away... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Would you be there to save my soul tonight, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Would you say that you'll always be the one, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;To take my breath away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Would you be there to save my soul tonight, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Would you say that you will always be there, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;To kiss my pain away... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Would you be there? for me...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-5571790958747650366?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/5571790958747650366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=5571790958747650366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/5571790958747650366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/5571790958747650366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2007/06/would-you-be-there-by-redwan-ali-if-i.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-2119125922910679373</id><published>2007-06-01T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T08:44:21.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;this whole post is going to be crap! argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;1. sometimes, you have negative feeling in your mind and heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;you wanted to say out, but you don't have the courage to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;you hear others complain about similar things, you don't feel any better, but you feel more inferior to them and you get more and more nervous, stress up and etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;you are aiming for this, but others who think that they are inferior are even aiming further.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;you wanted to tell them this, but you don't even dare to say more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;you wanted to make a difference to your own life, but you don't know how to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;you need someone to guide you. but who's going to be that person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;you wanted to clear your doubts, but those that you are going to ask are always busy helping the others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;oh, that's so sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;and by the way, i'm proud of myself to write such stuff because it rhymes to me. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;2. my sunburnt skin are peeling off. good! i'm going to have a fairer skin (although not very very fair. lol.)! but, i don't know whether to peel the whole thing. eunice and my mum tell me not to peel it and let it drop out by itself. but i'm disgusted by the sight. it's like a humungous hole in the middle of my skin. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;3. great. sense the sarcasm in it? because i chucked my pda aside, i forgot to charge the battery. so when it runs out of battery, i start to panic, for fear that all my data in the pda will be gone. and what i had fear for came true. all the data had gone. and due to my poor memory, i couldn't remember what i had saved in it. oh, help me please. i need the datas back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-2119125922910679373?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/2119125922910679373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=2119125922910679373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/2119125922910679373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/2119125922910679373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-whole-post-is-going-to-be-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-3026033823210678631</id><published>2007-05-31T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T05:35:39.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;just a random post:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i suddenly have the urge to buy lots and lots of clothes and stuff. oh my god. furthermore, it is now the singapore sale. everythings' on discounts. 不卖白不买. lol. so, i need a shopping spree! and of course, money money i need you. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;and another random post:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;my sunburnt skin is start to peel off. lucky it's not on my face *touchwood*. lol. but it's like some parts are peeling whereas others are not. i want the whole thing to peel off then it looks much nicer. and i can wear my sleeveless clothes already lar! argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-3026033823210678631?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/3026033823210678631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=3026033823210678631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/3026033823210678631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/3026033823210678631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-random-post-i-suddenly-have-urge.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-3331025306671900</id><published>2007-05-30T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T05:33:09.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;changed my blogskin already! so more people are able to come and read my blog and leaves a tag! woots. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;went to watch pirates of the carribean yesterday with caijia, eunice and daphne at night. although i wasn't able to catch the first two seasons of this show, but i could understand what it was all about. and the most important thing is that the jokes or laughable and funny. haha. and i LOVE jack sparrow! he's so damn cute and funnaye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;oh and there weas a guy in the cinema who laughs very loudly and his laughter's damn hilarious too. lol. me and daphne was laughing at his laughter whernever he laughs. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today had maths camp, but we (the volleyballers) missed the morning part because we had training. so, what about the maths camp?&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS FUN! it maybe boring for some of you, but it was definitely fun for the volleyball gang. all because we had a funnaye trainer. lol. played throughout the whole thing lar. hear his dirty jokes, solving all the questions with the help of his hints, played with him, cheated in games and so on. and the highlight of the game was CHOP CHILLI CHOP CHILLI CHOP CHOP CHOP. haha. it sounds naive though. but it was damn fun because it was an &lt;strong&gt;extreme&lt;/strong&gt; game. lol.&lt;br /&gt;oh and i forgot, his name is called izad / izach (don't know how to spell)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;and on my way back home, i think a chee koh pek ($7.80! lol. a joke to zhanyan) took a shot of me discreetly. yucks! eew! and his action was "so discreetly" that i can see what he was actually doing. he was holding his handphone horizontally, so obviously he is looking at photos or the camera. knowing what he is trying to do, i stared my eyes widely at him. however, i think he already took a shot of me, he quickly keep his handphone and pretend nothing had happened. oh dear! how am i suppose to go up and say "hello uncle. i'm part of the ugly neighbourhood scenery ar! delete the photo lar idiot chee koh pek." well, i wanted to, but don't have the courage to. so there goes my privacy. damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye people! chop chilli chop chilli chop chop chop! LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-3331025306671900?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/3331025306671900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=3331025306671900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/3331025306671900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/3331025306671900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2007/05/went-to-watch-pirates-of-carribean.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-5338739739392972267</id><published>2007-05-28T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T10:08:05.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pqk0gjLXZ7U/RlsHrFVrA5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/LTnlhMHQC0E/s1600-h/DSC02564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069654242284471186" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pqk0gjLXZ7U/RlsCP1VrAtI/AAAAAAAAAFk/7jeEFDjUdJI/s320/DSC02555.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pqk0gjLXZ7U/RlsCQVVrAuI/AAAAAAAAAFs/CteTChqPkEg/s1600-h/DSC02538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069648285164831458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pqk0gjLXZ7U/RlsCQVVrAuI/AAAAAAAAAFs/CteTChqPkEg/s320/DSC02538.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pqk0gjLXZ7U/RlsCPlVrAsI/AAAAAAAAAFc/zDATw8ZmEsM/s1600-h/DSC02602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069648272279929538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pqk0gjLXZ7U/RlsCPlVrAsI/AAAAAAAAAFc/zDATw8ZmEsM/s320/DSC02602.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pqk0gjLXZ7U/RlsCOlVrAqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/c9Cpirp6Lng/s1600-h/DSC02646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069648255100060322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pqk0gjLXZ7U/RlsCOlVrAqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/c9Cpirp6Lng/s320/DSC02646.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pqk0gjLXZ7U/RlsCPFVrArI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2ubphsWINIM/s1600-h/DSC02630.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069648263689994930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pqk0gjLXZ7U/RlsCPFVrArI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2ubphsWINIM/s320/DSC02630.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;captions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;1. our group photo &lt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;2. playing in the water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;3. zilian-ing. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;4. immitating adolf hitler. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;5. Anti-counterstrike's so cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;6. smelly. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;7. steamboat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;8. in the midst of playing frisbee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;9. while waiting for someone to pass by and help us shoot group photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;10. piggyback-ing in the water. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;11. bollywood. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;12. introducing kahmin's rebonded hair. it's damn nice lar please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;13. oh i love my hair here. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;14. the most artistic photo you've ever seen, because it's shot by me. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;15. on our way back home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;16. oh our hair looks weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;17. we just can't stop zilian-ing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;18. look at my burnt! oh my god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;19. a memorable trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;20. nights!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;okay, see, pictures talk. and i must admit that my photography skills, editting skills are good *some are not i shoot one, and those are the ugly ones. haha. jkjk*. with hot babes and guys around, the pictures are brilliant. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;meet at harbourfront at 10.30. i thought i was late because i remembered the time as 11.30. but in the end, i took the same train as most of them. haha. took monorial to sentosa, bought some snacks at the 711 there, and off we go to SILOSO BEACH! the first thing we did was applying lotion, follow up by jumping into the sea! haha. splashing water at each other and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then jaemeng accompanied me to the SWATCH INTERNATIONAL competition. met jasmine and huishan there too. however, there was a stadium, a real one, and you can only go in if you have the ticket, which cost around $30. so sad right? so in the end, we didn't went in to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and on our way there, a stall gave us 3 free frisbee. lol. i was like: "free on ah?". then that uncle say: "no. not free. you must give me your number." then me and jaemeng laugh until like siao. so these 3 frisbee brought us to another enjoyable game - frisbee cum monkey game in the sea! haha. it was damn fun. or should i even say that it is the highlight of the day? i shan't elaborate anymore, because there are too much exciting details, don't even know where to start from. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;and after all this under sun activities, i'm tanned and burnt. i think having a healthy tan is quite nice though (like a random thought). LOL. but a burnt is damn painful - my first ever sunburnt. like cooked red meat lar. oh my goodness. pain pain pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;then kahmin, eileen, weilun and me went to take the skyride and return in the luge. the skyride was like so damn scary as you are just above the vast number of trees. if you drop then you are gone man. and when we return, the LUGE was when you are racing with each other! oh my god. real fun man. and the instructors were cute too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;the first instructor said: "if you wanna be a princess, then you must follow instructions." because i was wearing a shirt which says i wanna be a princess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;then when i set off, he shouted: "you wanna be a?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;"PRINCESS!" and that's my reply. lol. kahmin and me was laughing our heads off lar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;and on my way down with eileen, we were deciding whether to slow down or not for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;shooting. then i said to her: "why never shoot one!?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i guess i spoke too loud and another instructor which was there says: "got camera no flash". haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;after that those who were soaked went to bathe while others went to merlion to walk walk first. i guess the girls took very long (only sharon, jaemeng and me) compared to like 6 guys. because they had bathed finish but we haven't. lol. and i saw a man-made phenomenum! a black ring floating in the sky, it is emitted by sentosa's people, as what the news had said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;so we head to merlion. however, before that, we were too playful that we tried to crawl through the dragon trail (or is it called this) infront of the merlion. it was damn fun too lar. haha. we went up, and went down again because we just want to play more! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;after that went to steamboat at marina. we laughed throughout the whole thing. although the food that we've cooked is not as fantastic as fullerton's restaurant etc, but it is the time that we have spent. lol. and kahmin's my official QING AI DE. haha. we eat eat eat until we were very full and went off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;actually, we wanted to walk to suntec city. but somehow we were trapped. so we took it as a night walk instead, in ulu ulu places with little or even no people, and poorly lit lights. but surprisingly, i wasn't scared when i thought i would be scared. haha. instead, i went super duper high and crack lame jokes, played tricks and blah blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;and so we went home at around 10+. oops, i think i wrote too much. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i'm glad and happy that i'm in 302 =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-5338739739392972267?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/5338739739392972267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=5338739739392972267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/5338739739392972267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/5338739739392972267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2007/05/captions-1.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pqk0gjLXZ7U/RlsHrFVrA5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/LTnlhMHQC0E/s72-c/DSC02564.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22088717.post-861480628630379108</id><published>2007-05-20T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T02:42:39.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;"Truly Madly Deeply"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'll be your dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'll be your wish I'll be your fantasy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'll be your hope I'll be your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Be everything that you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'll love you more with every breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Truly, madly, deeply do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I will be strong I will be faithful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;'cause I'm counting on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;A new beginning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;A reason for living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;A deeper meaning, yeah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I want to stand with you on a mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I want to bathe with you in the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I want to lay like this forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Until the sky falls down on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;And when the stars are shining brightly in the velvet sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'll make a wish send it to heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Then make you want to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;The tears of joy for all the pleasure in the certainty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;That we're surrounded by the comfort and protection of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;The highest powers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;In lonely hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;The tears devour you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I want to stand with you on a mountain&lt;br /&gt;I want to bathe with you in the sea&lt;br /&gt;I want to lay like this forever&lt;br /&gt;Until the sky falls down on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Oh can you see it baby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;You don't have to close your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;'Cause it's standing rightbefore you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;All that you need will surely come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'll be your dream I'll be your wish I'll be your fantasy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'll be your hope I'll be your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Be everything that you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'll love you more with every breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Truly, madly, deeply do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I want to stand with you on a mountain&lt;br /&gt;I want to bathe with you in the sea&lt;br /&gt;I want to lay like this forever&lt;br /&gt;Until the sky falls down on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I want to stand with you on a mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I want to bathe with you in the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I want to live like this forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Until the sky falls down on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;this song is my new found love. LOL. it's damn nice. maybe you can catch me huming this song all day long for the upcoming days. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;didn't went out yesterday and today. too lazy to. haha. wanted to shop but i love me beloved bed better. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-861480628630379108?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/861480628630379108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=861480628630379108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/861480628630379108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/861480628630379108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2007/05/truly-madly-deeply-ill-be-your-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-6003514969068154940</id><published>2007-05-19T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T05:46:17.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;went to swensens yesterday with sec 3 volleyball girls =)). &lt;strong&gt;LOVES&lt;/strong&gt;. it's been so long since all of us went out together (although kailin, siyun and jeanetta didn't go). at first, all of us wanted to create our own ice-cream since swensens is famous for its ice-cream. but, after we ate our meal, we are too full to even order la. lol. so there goes our ice-cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;after that, went hanging around, taking neoprints and etc. just when we are deciding where to go, we met eileen, kahmin and meijun. LOL. the world is so small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;in the end, we decided to go to the library to sit, talk and read. and i'm so proud of myself that i've borrowed a book. although it's only A book, it's RARE for me to even enter the library lar. haha. however, i don't know if i will read it and return the book on time, or just chuck it by the side and don't care about it. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-6003514969068154940?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/6003514969068154940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=6003514969068154940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/6003514969068154940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/6003514969068154940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2007/05/went-to-swensens-yesterday-with-sec-3.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-7607874615892134822</id><published>2007-05-17T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T10:51:51.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;announcing the time now "1.23am". people, i don't want to get eye black or eye bags. but i have no choice now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;i slept at 10 but woke up at 1am, feeling the extreme ache in my stomach. thus, i woke my mother up. the kind and caring soul of hers prepared hot milo, bread and medicine for me. and she said i can't sleep directly after eating, or my stomach will get even pain. so, here i am, waiting for 2 to 2.15 to arrive. sad. thus, in the meanwhile, i'm here to blog! lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;anyway, went to surf the net a little while ago, realising that i wanted to download both english and chinese songs badly. for the chinese songs, well there is baidu. but i have no idea on where to download english songs lar. my english songs are solely dependent on my friends to send to me. haha. someone, please introduce me a website or some software where i can download free songs! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;oh yah, i think i seriously need to attend some course to boost my confidence. so what if you're good, with no confidence, you are like a pile of shit. seriously. i realised how important is confidence to everyone of us. yet, i don't have that quality or ability, anything you call it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ccccff;"&gt;by the way, saw kahmin's post and reminded me on interhouse games. it was so fun and yet i didn't post about it. lol. okay here it goes. at first, i thought it was just another boring game, as it is difficult for all the house members to unite together and cheer and so on. but NO it was not the case yesterday. we fought our best, achieving the 1st place for netball. WOO! and the games were rough too, well in order to be fun i guess. but of course not rough until the extent of scratching and all that lar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ccccff;"&gt;the highlights of the activity today was the last game, where there are four goals for per house and we must try to snatch the four balls from others and shoot it into our own goal for as many times possible. it was damn fun, although tiring. but fun always come first right? lol. y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ccccff;"&gt;et, we didn't achieve overall 1st because of the soccer which pulled us down. haiz. nevermind, we still have end of year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-7607874615892134822?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/7607874615892134822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=7607874615892134822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/7607874615892134822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/7607874615892134822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2007/05/announcing-time-now-1.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-4102202912148558622</id><published>2007-05-15T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T05:43:55.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;argh. i hate ulcers! i've been having 3 consecutive big ulcers for 3 consecutive weeks. 1 on my tongue, 1 protruding out like some balls and the other is on my lips. can't ulcers just give human beings a peace? yucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;anyway, watched eight belows today in school hall. i fine it nice though. however, alot of people felt lerthargic and made a nuisance of themselves. i think one of the reason is because of the environment - no comfortable seats, no popcorns, no drinks but a decent cold plain hard floor. LOL. luckily me and jaemeng found the best place for our class (right in the middle of the hall) and we sat right in the front. thus, we lie down during the show, enjoying ourselves. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;yet, just at the peak point, when the show is about to end, the av crew had to stop it. can't they just see that the movie isn't ending though it is about to end? i mean like it's at the most important moment where the main character is about to find his dogs right? and i don't expect them to call us into the hall the next day just to watch the remaining few minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;what the... although not a lot of people are watching the show, but others who knew how to appreciate the show are watching it with their heart and tears and brains and whatever. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;okay okay. i think i shall stop all my rantings in this post about the ulcers and the movie. i shall go to youtube and watch the remaining parts of eight pillows (pray hard that there is this show there). haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-4102202912148558622?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/4102202912148558622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=4102202912148558622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/4102202912148558622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/4102202912148558622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2007/05/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-8022239368111392802</id><published>2007-05-12T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T21:01:52.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;went to sentosa yesterday to watch ripcurl beach volleyball championship at around 8am. LOL. had some fun at the beginning. however, as the games progresses slowly, we became rather lethargic and bored. that's because there's 160 teams playing! so at around 2pm, we left sentosa. only if there's a volleyball for us to play, we won't get bored. well, that's what i suppose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;caijia went home again while anetta met us. so we went to vivocity to eat and shopped around. was fun but i am tired out. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;when i went home, i was so shocked by my colour tone. i'm TANNED and RED. i didn't apply any sunblock, that's why =(. furthermore, i'm so tired that i slept from 6.30 to 9 then woke up to eat. directly after i ate finish, i went back to sleep until 10.45 in the next morning. so that was like about 15 hours. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;sometimes, i wonder why can't one be more neutral and stop being so broom heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-8022239368111392802?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/8022239368111392802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=8022239368111392802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/8022239368111392802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/8022239368111392802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2007/05/went-to-sentosa-yesterday-to-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-5806756812973375728</id><published>2007-05-11T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T08:12:22.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;somebody, please tell me that EXAMS ARE OVER! haha. finally. no midnight oils, no more lack of sleeps, no more words and no more books! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;actually i think this mid year is kind of okay and kind of tough. i thought english, hmt, amath, history was tough. emath, biology, chemistry, social studies and geography was okay. physics is in the middle though. lol. and the most ridiculous thing is that i screwed up my emath paper 1. please it's emath. everyone says its easy and i actually screwed it up. anyway, just hope that i will get good grades =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;after the last paper, went to sports hall to play volleyball with zhanyan, daphne and caijia (she went back halfway to meet her sister). after hanging around until 3 o`clock, our stomach starts to scream. lol. so, me, zhanyan, daphne and anetta (THE FOUR WHO SAW SHOOTING STAR TOGETHER) went to compass point for pizza hut! haha. so amazing right? anyway, we joked around in the pizza  hut, making a nuisance of ourselves although we are well aware that we are wearing the school uniform. however, we just cannot get rid of the high mood lar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;there was once when i was playing with daphne then my sharp ears (haha) heard a "shh" sound. so i turned my head immediately to see who was that, who don't know how to enjoy themselves. oops. then their friends immediately mumble oh shit. as this smart ass here know how to read lips, i knew that it was that particular person who told us to shh. however, the more they want us to keep quiet, the more we can't! LOL. then we craped around until 6+ and head home =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;we are going to SENTOSA tomorrow! i don't want to get tanned though. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-5806756812973375728?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/5806756812973375728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=5806756812973375728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/5806756812973375728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/5806756812973375728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2007/05/somebody-please-tell-me-that-exams-are.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-6705697111644854573</id><published>2007-04-15T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T02:32:18.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i was so darn excited about the mesmerising sight of the shooting stars that i almost forgot to post about homecoming day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;it was a practically fun day and through this day, i've come to realise that 302 is even cuter than i thought. well, normally they are cute, but today they are very cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;went there early in the morning to set up stall and all. slowly, people start to arrive and we started our stall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;so then we started our fun selling all the milkshakes, iceblends and malt candy (yesterday was the first time when i started to like malt candy). LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;at about 2pm, we started to sell everything at $1 to clear stock. haha. then everybody was like shouting to customers, asking them to buy. and the china scholars are damn cute can. they shout shout shout and sell whatever they can to the customers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;especially when at the last part, when the homecoming is coming to an end, we run out of ice. so we just mix anything that we can do to them like the milk, water and syrup. we then sell it and people buy it. haha. pray that they didn't have any diarrheoa. LOL. and we just practically laugh our lungs out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;throughout the day, we chatted, laughed, share food, shot photos and all - an enjoyable day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;after the homecoming, we went to canteen and calculate how much we had earned. later, we did three cheers for 302 - this is when others copied us and did three cheers too. argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;then we shot class photo. OUR VERY FIRST FEW CLASS PHOTO! lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;leonard suggested to go out walk walk and eat dinner but i don't know why this event didn't happened. was quite saddened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i was also quite saddened because i do not know the field got a stall to play waterbomb. if i were to know, i'll surely go play lar. it is like i knew 304 and 305 people went to play waterbomb but i thought it was their class who play so i didn't bother to ask them. haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-6705697111644854573?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/6705697111644854573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=6705697111644854573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/6705697111644854573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/6705697111644854573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-was-so-darn-excited-about-mesmerising.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-488444341225816459</id><published>2007-04-14T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T08:13:24.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;i'm so freaking irritated now. i just wrote a 2000 word essay and the blogger went to delete it all. so this post will be a shorter post because i try to make it short and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, you can't see me blogging so often nowadays because i'm very busy with things. however, today is exceptional. i just cannot stand putting all my JUBILANT, HAPPY, EXCITED, SURPRISED &amp; HIGH feelings in my heart. i want to share them with all of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'll probably ask why? well, it is because I SAW 2 METEORS TODAY! for those noobs, meteors are liu2 xing1 yu3. understand now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here's the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after homecoming day, i went to compass point with peiqi and tingrui. this is because the others want to go home and change into dry clothes before meeting at eunice house. so at around 5 plus, zhanyan, anetta, daphne, and me meet eunice at her house to watch mr bean's holiday movie. the movie was very lame and funny. after that, we watched lots of interesting and funny videos too. however, that's not the main point of this passage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO IT BEGINS WITH: at 8.25pm, zhanyan, anetta, daphne and me walked out of eunice house to the corridor. zhanyan / daphne (i can't remember who) said: "look! there's so many stars!" so, we ended up admiring the stars, counting them, and looking at them for like 10 minutes. eunice does not want to wait for us anymore and she walked with her dad to meet her mum at some coffeeshop. when the two of them reached the void deck, zhanyan shouted "eunice! bye bye!" and the rest of us followed "bye bye!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, since eunice went off already, it is useless for us to stand outside her house and admire the stars. so we intended to walk off. zhanyan, anetta and daphne just turn their heads and walked off. but i looked up into the sky, trying to admire the stars one last time (i love stars) before going off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HERE IT STARTED: just at this very moment, I SAW A SILHOUTTE OF A STAR MOVING! the very first thing that comes to my mind was a meteor. so i jumped and screamed "i think i saw a meteor!" without hesitation, i wished for my wishes. however, i'm just too uncalmed that i'm not in a right manner to say any sensible stuffs. so i think i talked crap in the process of my wishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i explained to them and pointed to the sky, showing to them how the star moved. they believed me, and i'm glad that they did. so i suggested "let's stay for a little while more to see if there are any other more meteors." and they agreed to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 1 minute, A BRIGHT, SHINY AND BIG METEOR FLEW PAST. it is so beautiful, unlike those artificial that you see in drama serial. it first started with a big star, then the side of it break up into tiny pieces and then it dissappears. that's a typical meteor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annetta, zhanyan, daphne and me jumped out jubilantly, because all four of us saw meteor. the merriment that is between us is just undescribable. no words can say anything that we are feeling right then, and right now. without hesitation, we wished for our wishes again. this time round, i think i spouted nonsense again - i'm just not composed enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, we waited for 10 minutes, hoping that more meteors will appear, but to no avail. it was when zhanyan said "hello? are we going home? it's very late now." then we went home. if not, i think we can stay there until eunice come back from her dinner. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it may seem ridiculous to you readers, but believe me. i won't lie to you for nothing. it may seem absurd if only one person saw it. yet, there are four people who saw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;furthermore, in places like singapore, it is impossible to see meteor, and i don't think there's any historical event saying that singapore have meteors. what's more, it is a place like a corridor outside eunice's house. in other countries, the citizens even have to choose the right timing and dates and go to the right places to catch the sight of meteors, and sometimes they didn't even have chance to catch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter what, i'm only here to share my happiness with you. believe me or don't b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;elieve me, it's up to you =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff99;"&gt;p.s. LIONEL - believe it now? &lt;a href="http://fourteeen.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://fourteeen.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; is another post on this meteor star from daphne. LOL. oh my god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-488444341225816459?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/488444341225816459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=488444341225816459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/488444341225816459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/488444341225816459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-so-freaking-irritated-now.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-4515803145900944883</id><published>2007-04-05T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T07:59:48.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i'm blogging from the school's computer lab now. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;by the way, i forgot to blog about the sports day. i only receive a bronze medal for 4x200m relay. haiz. since secondary 1, i had been receiving medals for relay and all of them are bronze. so in total, i had 4 bronze medal for relay. haiz. is it fate? trophy is better than medal can? and i am saddened by the 400m individual. argh. nevermind, we still have next year, and by that time, we will be the "elderlys" already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i don't know what to blog already lar! lol. it seems like my days are boring and uninteresting. so i think it's better not to say anything than to say some lame or boring stuff which will blog all of you to hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;anyway, i'm in-charged for the banner for my class home-coming day. however, i don't know what exactly i should do lar. lol. can somebody (who had done banner before) please help this pity fellow here out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-4515803145900944883?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/4515803145900944883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=4515803145900944883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/4515803145900944883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/4515803145900944883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-blogging-from-schools-computer-lab.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-6010887796261787036</id><published>2007-03-24T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T22:32:47.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sports Heats had just ended yesterday. for 1500m, lisa lau was the first runner for scorpion house (nobody else wanted to run). so the decision was left with me, daphne and jaemeng (either 1 must run). however, because everyone insist on not running, i had to run (the decision was made at the very last minute when others were heading to the starting line). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;actually *surprisingly* i didn't regret making the decision to run. maybe it's because i think i did better than i thought (although still very bad). this is because i thought i would stop easily (like at th 2nd round or what). although i did stop, i actually stopped at the last round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;when i head to the starting line, it's like EVERYBODY is OLDER than me! in other words, i am the youngest and is a very disadvantage to me. at first, when i'm running, i maintained the 4th position with lisa. until the very last round, i got tired and stopped to walk, that's why i lost my stamina and dropped to the 5th position.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i regret not persisting strong enough lar. or else i can beat the lisa 1 lor. haiz. what's done cannot be undone. anyway, there's still next year, napha, road run and etc right? i think i must build up on my yi4 zhi4 li4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;in all, i had a mixed feeling for this event - happy that i had improved on my stamina from the past years, and sad that i stopped for the last round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-6010887796261787036?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/6010887796261787036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=6010887796261787036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/6010887796261787036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/6010887796261787036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2007/03/sports-heats-had-just-ended-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-8892932198491419215</id><published>2007-03-22T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T06:49:49.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hello people! I must say that it's been so LONG since i last blog. well, that's because of the change in blogger accounts - i don't know what to do with that since caijia and others are omplaining about the new blogger. so... here comes my post =)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;time flies and 1 term had just flew past. i totally agree with the cover page of my foolscape pad - time and tide wait for no man. unless you are a ghost, the second hand (on your clock) won't wait for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i don't know who, just who, put me down in 1.5km run for sports heats. are you sure? oh my goodness. my heart is already pumping hard like mad when i think of this idea (even thought it is not yet saturday). i know it's impossible to get any prize (as there are runners like xinyu i think). furthermore, daphne did not get any prize last year (when we are the oldest among the division), not to mention now, and also not to mention that daphne runs faster than me. however, i don't want to run until very slow, but at least win points for scorpion house. pray hard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;sometimes, i don't like to restrict myself on the blog. well...i have a lot of things to complain. however, it's not good to say bad about people to the public. that's why. but if you don't say it out, you will feel frustrated, angry, sad, depressed...and uncomfortable. oh, so sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and i'm going to sakae tomorrow with hahaha! sakae sake sake! although i might not eat any red plate because it is just too expensive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-8892932198491419215?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/8892932198491419215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=8892932198491419215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/8892932198491419215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/8892932198491419215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello-people-i-must-say-that-its-been.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-117222750397286220</id><published>2007-02-23T02:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T02:45:47.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;haha. haven't been posting and switching on the computer for such a long time. sorry people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;yeah! i love my dad! he brought my mother and me to &lt;strong&gt;Jack's Place&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Sakae&lt;/strong&gt; for meals! He pay for the bag and shoe i wanted at Junction 8! He bought &lt;strong&gt;LG Black Chocolate&lt;/strong&gt; for me! He bought a &lt;strong&gt;stingray's skin wallet&lt;/strong&gt; for my mother (it is 100+ dollars please). YIPPEE! and i changed my wallet to a very nice &lt;strong&gt;MYUK wallet&lt;/strong&gt; too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;hana kimi / hua yang shao nian shao nu is so nice! oh my god. just imagine if you are ella, and you can be with wu zun. haha. okay stop huachi-ing since wu zun is felicia's "boyfriend". haha. but this show is really nice can! yingkai's a school of crazy people. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;there's so many upcoming tests and projects. i need to breathe! haha. i need time and enough sleep too. i don't want my panda eyes to be worsen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;oh by the way, i was caught by the chinese dance teacher mrs lim for my skirt lar. and she even threatened to phone up my parents. what a bad start for a day (it is before assembly when i just step into school). argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-117222750397286220?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/117222750397286220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=117222750397286220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/117222750397286220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/117222750397286220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2007/02/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-117059202540710611</id><published>2007-02-04T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T04:27:05.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i want a new handphone! still searching for one. and i need recommendations! so guys, please recommend me one. hees. thank you =).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-117059202540710611?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/117059202540710611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=117059202540710611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/117059202540710611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/117059202540710611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-want-new-handphone-still-searching.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-117048478076538289</id><published>2007-02-02T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T22:39:40.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;31st January 2007 =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;i shall never forget this very day. me, daphne, zhanyan, eunice, maggie, caijia went to the national stadium to watch asean finals 1st leg (singapore vs thailand) with terence, billy, junlong, kenneth, andy, malcolm, anetta, valerie, jacqueline, yuen, xavier, huiping, joey, angie. and the result is singapore won with a score of 2-1! yeah. however, that's only the first leg, so singapore jia you in the bangkok's match =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;during the whole match, you can see the patriotism of singaporeans. we cheered "that vulgarity cheer", "referee kayu", "we want goal" and "ole". we did kallang wave too. we fooled around, eat and we drink there. see, we shared lots of fun there. i missed those fun. among all the days that i had spent in the very first month of the year, the best day is this day. perhaps it is just like the saying "leave the best for the last". lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;i shall cherish the moment that we had enjoyed throughout the game. the jokes, the fun and all. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i love them&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i love &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; guys&lt;/span&gt; =))&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;after the match, we went to KFC. however, before that, the six of us squeeze through the crowd to cross over the over head bridge, yet to know that the other volleyballers are waiting for us at the other end. so, we cross back and meet them. after walking quite a while, we reached the kfc drive-thru. however, we decided not to eat. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;so the six of us hanged around in the dark trying to figure out which bus to take home. after we figured out and reached that eerie ulu bus stop, we waited for so damn long. however, we spent alot of happy moments there too. after a rather long time, we decided to walk to the brighter side of the road to hail cab home. just at this moment, we saw bus 16 approaching and we chase like hell for the bus. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;on our journey to doughby ghaut mrt station, a woman came up the bus and told us that this bus won't stop at doughby ghaut mrt station. so the six of us alight and walk to the mrt. zhanyan and i chased like hell again for the last train. haha. see, we are always chasing public transport. at last, we reached home safely. and i reached home at about 1am. instead of sleeping straight away, i stayed up to finish my comprehension. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;but speaking frankly, that's the only day that had brightened up my life. the very moment on the next day, my spirit was dampened. is it because that i envious of you guys or is it because of my jealousy? i do not know. the only thing that i know is you (only you) changed alot. you've become vain, you keep acting cute etc. it makes me feel like puking. the other rivalry that i face. please. i don't want to be a loner. and i don't want to act as if i don't know anything. actually, i do know all. sorry, but no offence. as all i know, this is the first time i spouting rubbish. so guys, forgive me =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-117048478076538289?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/117048478076538289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=117048478076538289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/117048478076538289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/117048478076538289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2007/02/31st-january-2007-i-shall-never-forget.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-116990743773199867</id><published>2007-01-27T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T06:17:18.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;yeah people! the class video is FINALLY done up, after waiting for all your photos. pardon some of the photos to be blur, because some of you just don't want to give me your photos. so, i must search high and low for a photo, or a group photo with you in it. bear with it yup? and please check the class blog to see the video because it seems that the file is too big to be sent through email. in all, THANK ME for all the effort! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;went for i not stupid's forum with sharon, jalyn, jaemeng and friends. had lots of fun there although the content of the show is quite boring. seriously, nothing went into my ear throughout the whole show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;before we went there, we met up in school to take school bus. jalyn, jaemeng and me exchange shoeses so that our shoe are of different designs (we wore different shoes). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;we had lots of fun on our way to mediacorp too. however, when i open my eyes after a very short nap, i thought i was on an excursion bus with 201 people in it. sadly, after close examination, it is not! oh how sad it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;before the show, we waited for damn long. but in the meantime, we mixed around, walked around, laughed around, so on and so forth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;the girl who acts as niki in ying huo chong de meng was a guest of this forum. oh she's pretty! haha. having to be like good audiences, i feel so stiff. having to squeeze in the seats, i feel so numb. having to be quiet throughout the whole show, i feel so muted. lol. but afterall, it's really worthwhile because i get a chance to come mediacorp with friends and have lots of fun here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;sharon spoke 2 times lar! my mindset was like - "okay i come here just to get my CA marks and to have fun, nothing should come out of my mouth throughout the show because i am camera-shy". but the fact that sharon spoke 2 times, i was in the shooting process too. oh my god. so remember to catch me on tv! help me record that episode down and pass me the cd or whatsoever because i don't have a recorder. hees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;went to hougang mall for our dinner at long john silvers. yummy. sharon lost $20 on our way there though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;in conclusion, i love crapping with sharon, jalyn and jaemeng lar. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-116990743773199867?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/116990743773199867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=116990743773199867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116990743773199867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116990743773199867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2007/01/yeah-people-class-video-is-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-116936287942314711</id><published>2007-01-20T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T23:01:19.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;woots! my father bought an enormous computer monitor! it's 22 inch please. i feel like i'm watching a movie! so huge! haha. for those of you who don't know how big it is, take out your measuring tape and see how long 22 inch is. i'm loving it =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;oh by the way, i went for a replacement class for my tuition yesterday. i think that class is much more fun than my usual class. and what i like about this particular lesson is that once in a life time, that tuition centre allows us to play game in class! we spent more than 1/2 hour playing mafia. i totally love mafia, oops, should be love playing this game called mafia. lol. it's actually police and thief. however, this is different from the blinking version. it is about voting, which is damn fun. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-116936287942314711?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/116936287942314711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=116936287942314711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116936287942314711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116936287942314711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2007/01/woots-my-father-bought-enormous.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-116922129675518790</id><published>2007-01-19T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T07:41:36.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;windoes live messenger isn't live after all. i always need around 3 - 5 minutes to sign in. and now, it has been signing in for like 15 - 20 minutes. can i call it windows slow messenger instead? hello, it is not my broadband/modem (whatever you call it) slow. is this msn that is freaking me out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;actaully, i didn't know what to blog. and i have found out that i had been using "so what can i say" in two consecutive posts. maybe my life is really that boring. that's why. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;and oh, the trip to gym is cancelld. i don't know why too. haha. nevermind. if there's a will, there's a way. therefore, we are definitely going to gym one day in this month. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;and till now, i haven't sign in to msn. it is like i seldom sign in during weekdays lar. nan2 de2 i get the chance to do it now, it is defying me. lol. oh crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-116922129675518790?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/116922129675518790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=116922129675518790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116922129675518790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116922129675518790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2007/01/windoes-live-messenger-isnt-live-after.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-116875119774181831</id><published>2007-01-13T21:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T21:06:37.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;i had such a weird sleep on friday night lar! freaky lar. can you believe that i dreamt about 20 dreams in total? okay maybe not so bad. 10 - 15? ah! so funny lar. after one dream, i wake up and slept immediately to conduct another dream. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-116875119774181831?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/116875119774181831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=116875119774181831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116875119774181831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116875119774181831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-had-such-weird-sleep-on-friday-night_13.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-116861522008774059</id><published>2007-01-12T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T07:20:20.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;things just aren't going right nowadays. on every aspects. so what can i say? haiz. where is my usual positive mindset? the mindset that even luo lao shi identified during the second day of school? i don't want to be a sadistic person. therefore, I WANT TO BE HAPPY! SEE - I'M HAPPY =)))! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;anyway, i don't know what to say. haha. maybe i shall talk about tomorrow which is me, zhanyan's, and daphne's first scorpion committee meeting! haha. actually, i don't really know what it will be like. lol. let's see!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i want to go gym this sunday! with daphne, caijia, zhanyan so on and so forth. not to shed weight like them (because i'm already underweight), but to gain more energy. haha. i keep thinking that i'm so weak lar. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-116861522008774059?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/116861522008774059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=116861522008774059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116861522008774059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116861522008774059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2007/01/things-just-arent-going-right-nowadays.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-116816547571751260</id><published>2007-01-07T02:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T07:13:51.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;STUDIES AND VOLLEYBALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;what can i say? i must buck up on studies, and of course volleyball. but here's a question for me "do i have the time for these?" oh my god. i can't breathe. someone please help me and direct me, so that i won't have to waste so much time figuring on my mistakes all by my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;class 302 is a very quiet class. it is so damn different from 201'06! just imagine, the noise level in this class during free time is equivalent to the noise level in my previous class during lesson time. oh crap. nevermind, i shall talk more and make the lesson more interesting. that's because when teacher is talking, the class is very quiet, or rather - totally quiet. i almost fell asleep lar, since i have yawned so damn many times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;however, after this merely three days, i got to know more of my friends. so fast right? i got to know more of them lar. being the only volleyballer and one of the four 201 people in this class, it is so boring! and well, actually my classmates are not bad too. haha. so i'm starting to like the class although it have none similarities as 201'06.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;and 304 have no longer 10 volleyballers and 6 volleyballer girls. it has expanded into 11 volleyballers and 7 volleyballer girls. all because of that caijia - leaving me all alone in triple science class. how 304 gets laughter when i went to their class and how they enjoyed their class in physics lesson makes me more jealous. compare it to my class, whereby i am lonely with limited number of friends and boring lessons, it makes me feel so sick. oh crap. nevermind. with the help of jaemeng and many more people, the class is going to get better sooner or later. yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;you know what, my chinese teacher told me that i'm a positive girl! woots. this comment is made after she read my introduction on a piece of paper. i didn't fake any answers or what. it all comes from my inner self, inner heart. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;lastly, i am going to tell all of you that angmokio (the place i'm living in) is becoming more and more beautiful! luckily i live near the centre which gets the major renovation. haha. there's ang mo kio hub which is going to open real soon, fairprice xtra which attracted alot of people from various places, renovated mcdonald and mccafe with internet corner, drive-thru mcdonald and mccafe and playplace, the centre is getting nicer, and that the library have these corner filled with scientific experiments (temporarily). cool! i'm loving it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-116816547571751260?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/116816547571751260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=116816547571751260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116816547571751260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116816547571751260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2007/01/studies-and-volleyball-what-can-i-say.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-116756003074700745</id><published>2006-12-31T02:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T06:39:10.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm going to 302 which is the same class as sharon! haha. however, there re 6 volleyball girls in 304 lar. so good. and jalyn is in 305. nevermind, we will meet up before and after school der. hees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;went to cut hair yesterday with eunice, maggie, zhanyan and caijia. sadly, daphne isn't here. or it will be all the six of us cutting hair together. and can you imagine all of us waited for 1 hour and 45 minutes for our turn to cut and it took 45 minutes to cut for all of us. What's more, there is 5 hairdresser lar. maybe school is reopening soon, that's why. speaking of school reopening soon, i am afraid that i can't wake up on time! i always wake up at aroun 11 - 12 during school holiday because i can only sleep at around 2am. i don't know why. i just can't sleep tight. and i guess my eye black is going to worsen. argh! worst still, my alarm clock doesn't work well enough to wake me up too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HERE'S A FABULOUS ANOUNCEMENT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i've officially finish all my school holiday homework! wahaha. oh i'm feeling so great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;oh and by the way, i just went out for dinner. when my father drop my mother and me off, my mother realised that she didn't bring her key. however, my father had went off to drink with his friends. and neither one of us brought our handphone too. so i rush around to look for a public telephone but found none. it is when i saw a neighbour and i borrowed his phone to call my dad. he said to go ask my aunt if she have my house's key. when i went up, nobody's is at my aunt's house. so off i went to the coffeeshop to use the public phone (which is damn oily lar. yucks.). then, my father drove backand gave us the key. so this lesson tells us that although most of singaporeans don't need to use public phones because they have mobile phones along with them, it is important to have at least one public phone within a few blocks. sometimes, when our handphones' battery is flat, or when we forgot to bring our mobile phones, we are able to find one public phone to use. see, it reflects about one of the stories in the chinese listening end of year 2006. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-116756003074700745?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/116756003074700745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=116756003074700745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116756003074700745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116756003074700745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-going-to-302-which-is-same-class-as.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-116723762057850946</id><published>2006-12-27T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T08:53:07.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;the six of us went for the christmas countdown again! hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;met up at plaza singapura and realise that i forgot to bring my christmas present! argh. then, we went to carefour to buy tidbits to smuggle to KBOX. lol. zhanyan didn't go for KBOX because she have a steamboat with her family. so, the five of us went to KBOX and sang sang sang. they (not me because i'm guai xiao hai. haha.) intended to drink beer. but in the end, one staff came in and tried to start a mini lecturer when he says "can i ask you whether you can drink beer". luckily, we didn't order any. this same staff spotted daphne with her minutemaid lime and confiscated it. he even call the manager come and walk along the corridor for damn lot of times lar. argh. therefore, all of us are eating and drinking secretly so that the employees won't see it. haha. before leaving, a girl came in to pack the staffs etc. then my potato chips wrapper just slipped off my hand and i managed to catch it in the air, although the staff saw it. so i pretended nothing had happened, and walked off. lol. daphne still tell one manager at the counter that "ni3 men2 yi4 ge4 ren2 na2 wo3 yi4 ge4 dong1 xi4. lol. super funny. then the manager go help her take back her bottle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;met zhanyan after the lift door open. and she looked so blur. walked along orchard road and it's so squeezy. there's a stall selling snow spray at 6 for $10 while others sell it at 4 for $10. see the difference! thinking that it is very squeezy here and that we don't want to get sprayed, we head to vivocity and counted down there. and we exchanged presents too! there are a lot of people there too, but the atmosphere are just too different. so, we took the train back to orchard to get more atmosphere. and i must force eunice to admit that i am good because i waited for her although danger is coming. haha. craps. after spraying finish, my father came just in time to fetch zhanyan and me home. and i reach home at about 2. so that's about it. hees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;oh yah. saw a lot of xinmin people there too. eunice said that jun long cownted down at orchard but we didn't see any of his appearance anywhere. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;received alot of b girls christmas present last training. this shows how loving b girls is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;*THANK YOU jasmine, gwen, amanda tang, yeongjing for the sweets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;*THANK YOU huishan for the one and only pin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;*THANK YOU clara and khui huay for the log cake and photos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;*THANK YOU yeongjing for the one and only key chain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;*THANK YOU joelle for the christmas card&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;*THANK YOU caijia for the fork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;*THANK YOU eunice and daphne (maggie and me) for the cookie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I LOVE B GIRLS! =)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-116723762057850946?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/116723762057850946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=116723762057850946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116723762057850946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116723762057850946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/12/six-of-us-went-for-christmas-countdown.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-116671945500364232</id><published>2006-12-21T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T08:47:57.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;sprained my leg yesterday. so pain lar. haha. but i didn't cry. lol. so brave right? then i still joke say "i'm cold blooded so i won't cry. because i drink milk everyday, i don't think it is that bad lar. my bone is strong!" haha. okay i know is &lt;strong&gt;LAME&lt;/strong&gt;. so currently, i am physically &lt;strong&gt;LAME&lt;/strong&gt; too. LOL. and it still haven't recover lar! argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*thank you huishan for your ankle guard! =) when i recover, i will help you wash and return it back to you der. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;today, had friendly match with nanyang polytechinc and b girls did quite well. lol. as it is nearing christmas day, huishan did for everyone a small jersey clip. so cute lar! and so sweet of her! clara and khui huay printed our photos of the steamboat day for everyone. they even bought a log cake for everyone to eat lar! i'm so damn loving this b girls group. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*thank you huishan again for the christmas present! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*thank you khui huay and clara for the photos and the log cake! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-116671945500364232?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/116671945500364232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=116671945500364232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116671945500364232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116671945500364232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/12/sprained-my-leg-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-116624748598898293</id><published>2006-12-15T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T21:38:06.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;homework's bugging me! and i tell you, i am a slow worker. i can only finish around 1 to 2 homework per day while others can finish around 3 to 4 homework a day. wa. can you see the difference? maybe partly because i'm in love with tian wai fei xian (7pm), some entertainment shows (8pm) and bai wan bao (9pm). see? haha. i just can't resist myself to be sitting in front of the television lar. someone please help me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;and i just found out that actually my primary school mates love to prank call alot. last time when i am in primary school, they always prank call. now that i am in secondary school, i havn't picked up one prank call except for us prank calling others. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-116624748598898293?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/116624748598898293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=116624748598898293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116624748598898293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116624748598898293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/12/homeworks-bugging-me-and-i-tell-you-i.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-116610033283777442</id><published>2006-12-14T02:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T04:45:32.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;i know that i haven't been updating my blog for a very long time. even daffy says so, although she doesn't tag anyone's blog. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;yesterday is damn funny lar! well, that's for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;firstly, i had learnt of a chinese proverb "ren xia ren hui xia si ren". there is a flasher around my neighbourhood (or more precise, under my blog). what's more, my mother had encountered him! oh my goodness. this dirty little old flasher so pervertic and disgusting lar. so when i was about to go to training yesterday, i prepared myself in the lift in case i encountered the flasher. when the lift reaches the ground floor and i peer through the window, i saw nobody. however, once the door opens, a man is just standing at the side in front of the door. i am scared out of my wits for that second although i know that old man lar. it is like once you had calmed yourself, someone scares you for the next second. so my body shake in the way showing that i am shocked. the old man being old, was shocked by me too. so he shakes too. lol. damn funny lar. only if you understand what i mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;later when i was about to go for tuition at night, i fell down in a crowded place when i was all by myself! it was raining cats and dogs just now and everywhere is wet. the moment when i just cross finish the traffic road, i slipped down. and the way i slipped looks like i am doing one of the stunts of breakdance. so imagine at a crowded place like ang mo kio mrt station where everybody is going back home after a days work, i did a stunt infront of them. i quickly stand up, and continued to walk as if nothing had happened. what the hell lar. luckily i wore jeans, or i would have another injury at my knee. i had lots of injury at my knee already lar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-116610033283777442?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/116610033283777442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=116610033283777442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116610033283777442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116610033283777442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-know-that-i-havent-been-updating-my.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-116557439006766580</id><published>2006-12-08T02:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T02:39:50.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;went to have steamboat with b girls today. haha. it was fun. we took a van from marina mrt station to the place. 21 people squeazed into the small van lar. lol. when we alighted, daphne and i bumped our heads against the top of the van. so you can see how small it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;when we start to have our steamboat, we rush to take lots and lots of food like hungry ghost. but in the end, we left alot of food. and we heard that don't know for every how many grams of waste food left, we must pay $5. so zhanyan secretly threw the foods away. haha. and before that, we were thinking whether the burnt food counted as wasting food or not. seeing that the auntie was nearby asking the others whether they want to add soup, i called for the auntie. then caijia looked shockingly at me and i just said "add soup... add soup..." haha. damn funny lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;while we were eating, we had lots of fun, playing around with the food and shooting photos. lol. damn funny lar. as usual, we are always the noisiest group among all. just look around. everybody's peacefully eating, while we crank jokes, stand up to cook (instead of sitting down). lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;after that, some went home while the rest of us went up to bowling. the second time in my life to bowl. the first was at kovan there. and i had my first strike in my life here. hohoho. although i'm a noob, but i'm not the last. haha. so proud of myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;after the game, we went home. on the mrt, we are still busying taking photos. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;it's fun. really fun. fun fun fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-116557439006766580?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/116557439006766580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=116557439006766580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116557439006766580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116557439006766580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/12/went-to-have-steamboat-with-b-girls.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-116533417784079852</id><published>2006-12-05T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T07:56:17.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i've asked my mother a funny question, and that's "i am more sa[3] jiao[1] when i am younger or when i am older". then, her answer is "when you are older. when you were young, you don't know how to sa[3] jiao[1]". LOL. is like every child knows how to sa jiao to their parents lar. and try asking those around you whether they do sa jiao more when they are younger, there answer will be yes. haha. however, my mother's answer was quite true though. i really don't know what does sa jiao means when i was young. when others talk about sa jiao, i'm like huh? lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;anyway, holidays going to end and my homework is still untouched. people around me have been starting their homeworks and they talk about homework often too. that makes me panicked because i havn't even started it. and i am also packed during the holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;ah. my neck is so freaking the hell out of me. it has to be tilted, if not, my head won't have blood circulation and it's going to explode. if i tilt my neck, my head will slowly drop lower and lower. ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-116533417784079852?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/116533417784079852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=116533417784079852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116533417784079852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116533417784079852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/12/ive-asked-my-mother-funny-question-and.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-116472312512838172</id><published>2006-11-28T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T06:56:00.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ah! it's been a long time since i blogged. oh my goodness. and it's also been a long time since i came online. haha. too lazy to even touch the computer ler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyway, went to clara's house for pool last wednesday. i so damn love it lar. hees. daphne and me partner together and we won the match! woohoo. and i saw her dog snowy and muffy. lol. can study biology by looking at their physical appearance lar (if you get what i mean). haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;went to have chalet with the six of us. what can i say? fun fun fun! it is a laughter filled room. when we enter the room for not long, zhanyan scared us out of our wits lar. until we all hide in the toilet don't dare to come out. it's fun though. that foreshadows that we are going to have a scary cum fun chalet because we are also watching movie, but all horror movies. lol. scary lar. haha. oh yah, we still have to meet at 2012. don't forget! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and i got the edusave bursary! haha. but i think my father's income is over that stated income. so i'll get tht money from my father. hahaha. hohoho. hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-116472312512838172?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/116472312512838172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=116472312512838172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116472312512838172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116472312512838172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/11/ah-its-been-long-time-since-i-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-116394168289874760</id><published>2006-11-19T02:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T05:10:53.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hello singapore! i'm back home. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the trip to china is fun, fun and fun. we went to nanning, guilin and yangshuo in guangxi. you all might not hear these places before, but i tell you, they are worth the trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i won't tell you the details but a rough guide:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;First Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we went to nanning and went straight to the hotel. this is because we reached here in the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Second Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we went to de tian pu bu. and the scenery is so nice. the pu bu is also the second largest pu bu in the world. hehe. also, you can reach vietnam across the pu bu. since you don't need a passport if you reach vietnam for a while, we went in for a short distance. so we went to vietnam too! oh yah, i met the hong kong actor wang xi there two times haha. however, from hotel to pu bu and back is a total of 9 hours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;along the road, i saw alot of agricultural works too. and buffalos are doing their work in the farm releasing methane! lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the toilets in china are one of a special too. one toilet is that one side of the toilet have door, the other side don't have door. even if they have door, the door can't be lock. and some of the walls are so short that we can see in. some toilets, when you pee or poo inside the hole, and it stays there. for every 1/2 hour (i think), they then flush the holes together. so you can imagine how the toilet smells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;after the trip to pu bu, we went to shop! hees. they are cheapChEaPCHEAP. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;since it's my birthday today, the guide help me order a birthday cake. it's so nice lar. nicer and cheaper than in singapore. lol. yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Third Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we went to a museum and see lots of historical things. it is interesting to see how the past use their minds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we went to a park, and we can climb a pagoda to see the whole view of nanning. however, because i'm the only teenage there, and the others are adults, they can't stand the journey up and down, we didn't go up. what a waste! we then feed coils in the tian chi. and there are like hundreds of coil lar. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then we head to guilin. and we watch dreamlike lijiang. it is so damn nice, seeing the aerobics etc. and among these people performing arts, i saw a shuai ge. but too bad, i can't see him after the show, and shoot a picture with him. lol. it's like after the show, the actors and actresses will gather outside and you can shoot a picture with them lar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Forth Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we went to yang shuo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then we took a boat along the lijiang. the scenery is so damn nice. you can see lots of mountains and the beautiful water, and the lifes of the villagers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;after that, we shop around in xi jie. and that's where i post the last post. i had my very first leg massage too. lol. oh yah, the smelly beancurd is really smelly. more smelly than shit. i wonder how the people eat this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;next, we went to take a zhu chuan, whereby the small boat is made up of bamboo and only two customer can board it. the trip is fun lar. and i think the person fetching us is funny. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;last but not least, we went to watch ying xiang liu san jie. and the performance is nice, wherby they used different types of lightings and made use of the large water space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fifth Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we went to shi wai tao yuan, and look at the different types of cultures. the chilly wind blow against us and i tell you, not only the scenery is nice, you are surprised to see some of the shao shu ming zu is still around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then the yan dong, a real cave! sun wu kong acted in there too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;next, we went to see how silk is form and how to prevent silk from spoiling. knowledge!&lt;br /&gt;and the crystal company where i bought a crystal necklace and my mom bought a crystal pendant and bracelet&lt;br /&gt;then the jade company where my mom bought a jade necklace again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and we went to bao shu tang, and the medicine there is real expensive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;lastly, we went to see the one thousand year old rong shu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;at night, we just shop around! however, our shopping trip only end around 9pm because of the rain, or else we can shop till midnight. what a pity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sixth Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we go to xiang bi shan to see the mountain that looks like an elephant, and the island of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;lastly, we head to drink tea and buy sweets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and here i am, in singapore. i love taking aeroplane!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to conclude, i had lots of fun there. i totally love the places and the people living there! they are sociable, easy and fun to talk with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oops. i think i talk too much, as i am supposed to tell you a rough guide only. lol. anyway, pictures will be up soon because the pictures are now in my fathers labtop. =)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-116394168289874760?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/116394168289874760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=116394168289874760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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holiday. lol. what's more, i just finished a cheap 1 hour foot and shoulder massage. now i feel so comfortable. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i've found out what's my option, and that's my first choice. yeah! i'm wondering who are my new classmates. of course, i missed my dearly old classmates. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm 14 already! for those who smsed me to wish me a happy birthday, i'm sorry i cannot reply your message, or you will have to pay extra fee. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm trying to find presents for you guys, but please do find birthday presents for me too. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-116334930596659235</id><published>2006-11-12T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T08:35:05.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;hey people, i'm going to fly in like 7 hours time! haha. i thought i still have some time but absolutely no. so i'm going to rush this post and i'm going to sleep for 3 1/2 hours.  hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;i'm flying tomorrow and my birthday is on the next day. haha. so fast so fast. weets. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;i know YOU are going to miss me right. haha. and there's still somemore days for you to prepare my present. i demand present. and i'll get you guys present too. not bad right. haha. missing yoU guys. =)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;off i go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-116334930596659235?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/116334930596659235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;let me tell you what happened yesterday first. i was buying popiah. when i have to pay the uncle $1, i place it at the top (if you don't get what i mean, it is the glass above all those ingredients). and to my surprise, the coin drop into the peanut tray. that is because there's one hole there and i don't know. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;2 1/2 more days and i'm going to say goodbye to singapore for like 6 days. and i haven't pack my things, not even thinking of what to bring lar. haha. oh my god. anyway, hope that i have fun there, but i don't want to miss trainings too. let me go by the flow bar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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two months!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;went to see c girls first official match. after the match zhanyan and me played and she is as usual, one violent and rough kid. oh my god. i get injuries! and she get injuries from me too! lol. or-bi-good. then we ate there and all of a sudden, a pigeon flew past zhanyan's back. wa. we are damn frightened. in the end, i stand up, took my plate and walk to the other side to eat. to be exact, i stand up to finish my meal. hoho. went to kovan with another person. we walked around, trying to buy present for another person. however, to no avail because we don't know what to buy. lol. went to pizza hut and i just found out that there's student meal in pizza hut lar. haha. next time must go there. i think we don't have dining ettiquette. not to the way we eat, but to the way we play with food. haha. then a waitress (i think also a student) was so shock by what we have done. haiz. destroyed our reputation. haha. all thanks to zhanyan who have started it. last but not least, they tried to play hide and seek. hurhur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;now, i am trying to make time fly by posting this post. after that, i will watch goong! hohoho. and guess what, i will miss goong when i'm travelling lar. and i'll miss it like for one week. oh my god. argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-116289646305663477?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/116289646305663477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;CHALET WAS FUN FUN FUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haha. meet zhanyan in school then took 88 to pasir ris. when we got up the bus, saw billy inside. so three of us went together. when we reach pasir ris, we ask the sweettalk auntie where is the shuttle bus (and alot of flies are flying around there lar. oh my god). when we walk there, we RUN to whichever bus that might be the shuttle bus. and i seem to be the ONLY ONE running for them because zhanyan has a big luggage, billy is wearing slippers and i'm fine. haha. in the end, we meet them at downtown east to eat dinner. so we took bus there. as they are so LATE, zhanyan and i went to the ARCADE to play basketball using BILLY'S card. lol. (but we paid him the money. aren't we good? lol. it's my idea!) reach the chalet and it's real BIG. oh yah. met justin in aloha loyang too. 201 people said they wanted to SWIM so down the girls and some guys. played WATER POLO too. FUN. i finally get back some of my swimming skills after like 2 - 3 years of NOT swimming. although it's so much WORST than last time. argh. after that watched the guys play ps2 and we got nothing to do. thus, we played cards etc and pulled all the mattress together in one room. later when they are going to sleep, zhanyan and i get out of the room after like 5 - 10 minutes because we just CAN'T sleep. so we went downstairs. the remaining people (me, zhanyan, sharon, terance, billy, langston, paul, yili, jovin, langston, xinyi) in the living room decided to go downtown east. langston, paul, yili, jovin, xinyi, langston ride bike while the rest of us walk. but the riders are good enough to WAIT for us too lar. yeah. on our way, the road seemed to be like ours lar. i tell you, it's so COOL. reach mcdonalds and i was so angry by my clumsiness. i was pulling zhanyan's jacket while tripping over the sofa (i think), and down i went to the floor. PIAK! i fell FLAT on the ground. according to the guys, they said i look like SUPERWOMAN. lol. according to zhanyan, the guys were shocked at first but later, they started to burst out laughing. walao so stupid lar. guess what, yili suggested to go pasir ris park so off we went. it was so damn dark lor. at first, all of us saw a RED LIGHT blinking far away. then i see carefully, is the ship's light reflected on the seawave. because of this, don't know who said "i made their day AGAIN". haha. okay, we were like fighting not to be the last one because the place is so damn EERIE at midnight around 2 plus. after walking finish, we went back to the chalet and it's around 2.45. we still can't sleep. and sharon woke the other girls out by the glaring light of the toilet. so all of us were up till 5 (watching goong etc.). i tell you, the trip at around midnight was probably the one of the FUNNIEST part of the chalet because we joke around and had so much fun etc. i'm going to MISS it people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the next day, ate big breakfast which joey and mingting bought. after that, played ps2 (the fighting game). my FIRST time playing it. haha. i'm a total NOOB. win none of the MATCHES not sets. but in the midnight when i play again, i won! oh yah, i love playing pacman other than the fighting game. lol. went off with zhanyan, jalyn, terance, billy, yili, paul, jovin, xinyi. zhanyan (jalyn went her house) and i went home, while billy went to hougang sports hall, and the rest went to downtown east. zhanyan took another bus LEAVING billy and me lar. then we didn't talk much. lol. meet zhanyan they all at hougang sports hall. after their match, kailin, siyun, zhanyan, jalyn and me took bus to pasir ris interchange and went to NTUC for marshmallows (bbq). we then took TAXI there because we wanted to rush to wild wild wet as zhanyan has free tickets. however, by the time we reach there, it has PASSED the admission time. so we went to cheers to buy drinks and head back. on our way to wild wild wet, and back from wild wild wet, i SAW liyuan! yah i saw her! lol. bbq was fun and i LOVED the food. rebecca was like our mother because she keep asking us what we want and she PREPARED the food for us. so good right? hees. we went to swim again and this time round, we had lots of FUN again. lol. kailin and i THOUGHT we saw our primary school friend in the same pool but actually the person wasn't our primary school friend. they look so SIMILAR lar. kailin, siyun, jalyn, zhanyan and me somehow joke around with them using jay chow this name. but these guys are a bunch of PERVERTS. one guy actually tried backstroke to swim near us. luckily we realise it fast enough and swim away. after this, we went to bathe and EVERYBODY head to downtown east. TALKED alot there. SAW liyuan again! haha. some of them left while the rest stayed. i don't know why i'm not that tired until 2. so went around the chalet with zhanyan and jalyn. we had one room for GAMBLING DEN (but no money was involved). those who didn't sleep last night had slept already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;was supposed to wake up at 4 but we ACTUALLY wake up at 7.45. i tell you i'm totally LATE lar. i was supposed to reach school at 8.15. i quickly pack my things and ask sherina to help me call for TAXI. seeing billy going to go off too, i ask billy to take the taxi and we SHARE the bill. haha. zhanyan take the taxi too, but she alight at pasir ris interchange. the taxi fare cost a total BOMB lar. the journey was $9+ while we had to pay $6 more for the calling and peak hours. damn idiot. during training, i was so damn TIRED that i cannot concentrate well. my head was BURSTING. all due to lack of ALOT of sleep. so i DIDN'T play the match at all. but it is lucky that i can bear till the end of the training. lol. went home and SLEPT straight away after bathing. when i wake up, it's already 7pm (just nice for goong). lol. but the main problem is my FIRST meal is my dinner. oh my goodness. i actually STARVE like siao lar. however, i feel alot better after the sleep. hees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-116256754026309465?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/116256754026309465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=116256754026309465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116256754026309465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116256754026309465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/11/chalet-was-fun-fun-fun-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-116221396346784834</id><published>2006-10-30T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T05:12:43.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;finally made finish my passport. yeah! haha. like playing with that machine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;anyway, B GIRLS JIA YOU! =)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ffff;"&gt;oh yah. i am wondering whether i am staying over tomorrow night for the class chalet. i need to reach school on thursday by 8.45. so i'm not staying over on wednesday night (but going for the barbecue till late night. lol.) what about tuesday night? at this moment in time, zhanyan don't want to stay over on this night. so how? haiz. let's see first bar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-116221396346784834?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/116221396346784834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=116221396346784834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116221396346784834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116221396346784834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/10/finally-made-finish-my-passport.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-116204736962678757</id><published>2006-10-28T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T08:05:40.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it has been six days since i last blogged. lol. from a daily post to a weekly post man. i doubt i can remember any significant event that has happened ler. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh yah. i so damn hate the process of making a passport lar. you see, monday i went back home early so that i can make passport. and i had to turn down the date with eunice, zhanyan and joelle to eat tauhuay. however, i had such a long time discussing with my mother about the subject combination, so much so that it is too late for us to head to the place. on wednesday, i went home early again, turning down the date with caijia, eunice, daphne and zhanyan to don't know where. then i went to the place. after taking the passport photo, the queue ticket counter was announced close just at that moment. then today, went there again. i thought it opens the usual time. i reach there at 1.15 while they closes at 1. for this journey, i also had to turn down the date with the other 5 people for kite-flying. SEE SEE SEE. what the hell. this passport thing had troubled me for so long lar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;thursday was the last day of school and mdm sai treated us PIZZA! yeah! and we finally took a CLASS PHOTO. haha. very sad lar. the last day 201 will be officially together. again, memories flooded my mind. and after thinking, i want to make a class video! woohoo. as a memory of 1e1`05 and 201`06. so, support me hor people! haha. most importantly, do enjoy the class chalet! yeah! come to think of that, i don't know which night should i sleep over. zhanyan is not sleeping over at any of the nights. neither kailin nor siyun. so am i going to hougang sports hall ALONE if i stay overnight? haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;went to OG today and guess what? &lt;strong&gt;i bought the eye black and eye bag remover cream! &lt;/strong&gt;thank me please. haha. finally, my dream do come true. hohoho. this eye black has been troubling me for so long lar. even the newly shot passport photo is so ugly because of the eye blacks. so, i'm really happy! yeah! and i bought an op top. i also bought an extra jean for my holiday. weets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-116204736962678757?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/116204736962678757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=116204736962678757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116204736962678757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116204736962678757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/10/it-has-been-six-days-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-116152374129792707</id><published>2006-10-22T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T06:31:11.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;alamak. what subject combination to choose. so damn hard to choose lar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;it's finalised. i'm going overseas on my birthday. so i won't be able to receive sms at instant. or maybe yes. but i won't be able to reply the smses lest we have to pay for the money. haha. yippee! oh yah. i will miss zhanyan's birthday too. i will also miss some of the matches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i'm going to sentosa next sunday! but it's not with friends but with relatives. to the hyatt family day? lol. but still, i am going to sentosa! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9966;"&gt;oh yah, my buddy like my present! woohoo =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-116152374129792707?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/116152374129792707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=116152374129792707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116152374129792707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116152374129792707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/10/alamak.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-116144010350526317</id><published>2006-10-21T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T07:15:03.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;went to buy presentS for my buddy. hehe. this angel is so good. i bought her so many present lar. the presents are so good until i want them to be mine. lol. come to think of that, what will my angel give me? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;yeah! caijia is starting to like xin more than lu. haha. i told you my taste is very good liao lor. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-116144010350526317?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/116144010350526317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=116144010350526317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116144010350526317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116144010350526317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/10/went-to-buy-presents-for-my-buddy.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-116135379119416735</id><published>2006-10-20T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T07:16:31.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;received our results slip. altough i improved in my percentage, i deproved in my ranking. too many people are improving, and too many people are improving more than me. lol. okay lar, not really too many. anyway, it was so hard for me to choose which subject combination i wanted. and of course, so confusing. confusing in the sense that you do not know which suits you the best. i want to ask teachers for opionions but it seems as though you can't, since it's the weekend. haiz. how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;anyway, my puppet is on display at the library leh. there are boxes displaying the puppet, and one rabbit puppet is MINE! woohoo. thank you thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffccff;"&gt;by the way, i think lu is getting sulkier and sulkier lar. so those who likes lu hor, please san1 si1. haha. okay lar. shouldn't say bad about lu to lu fans right angel? but i still think xin is so much better than lu lor. and undoubtfully, min xiao lin is just so damn evil and so damn extra evil lar. lol. it seems as though i'm talking about goong in my daily post hor? oh my god. i'm too addicted to it ler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-116135379119416735?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/116135379119416735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=116135379119416735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116135379119416735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116135379119416735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/10/received-our-results-slip.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-116126212916829821</id><published>2006-10-19T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T05:48:49.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;got back all the end of year exam papers except CME. lol. okay, i am =))) for my results. but at the same time, i did deprove for several IMPORTANT subjects too. i felt that i can do better, and really better, if i had studied for the subjects well enough / fully. however, i'm so happy for my english and i cried for it in class. the girls was like "tissue! tissue!". haha. thanks alot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;went to junction 8 with zhanyan, karling and sharon (she left in the midtime to go to malay class). was supposed to buy present for our buddy. in the end, zhanyan and i didn't buy while karling bought one. hees. but my buddy, don't worry, i have planned well what i am going to do in this 10 days. you will be happy der =). this angel here is good yup? lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;just realised today after school that we are receiving our examination reply slip (something like report book) tomorrow. that's according to karling and some other friends, which is according to mrs ho. thus, i calculated up all my marks (i have good memory) and i guessed my percentage is around some place. i shan't say. you might think is not bad but if you compared it with the others, i think it is not very good. lol. i don't know lar. must strive for accuracy and the best to get into good class mar. i'm applying one of the habits of mind. lol. i'm so loyal to the school. blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ccffff;"&gt;oh yah. i want a new mp3 player. can i just swop mine with my father's unused mp3 player? mine is spoilt lar. if 27 songs is downloaded into it, you can only hear 4 songs. craps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-116126212916829821?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/116126212916829821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=116126212916829821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116126212916829821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116126212916829821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/10/got-back-all-end-of-year-exam-papers.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-116118452593061308</id><published>2006-10-18T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T08:15:25.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;in life, you always loses something. that's what i learnt. anyway, i kind of dread it more and more. wanting to improve without any guidance? wanting to do well without any comments? i don't think so. i don't want to say these kind of things here but i'm sorry for showing attitude in the noon. i can't help it. i think i'm just deproving in every aspects of life - study, volleyball, physical, mental. argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;went to pasir ris to eat xia mian while others ate laksa. i can't eat spicy foods out as i will sweat alot. furthermore, it's not air conditioned. so haiz. went to tampines mall and walk around. did not much though. oh yah, saw a junior college guy walking on the upper deck of the bus. he is so tall that he need to walk with his head bent to the sides. looks weird and funny lar. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;goong goong goong! it's getting nicer and nicer. hohoho. i'm engrossed and addicted to the show liao. wahaha. as i say in the earlier post, here's the lyrics (meaning) for the ending song:&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember from when it was&lt;br /&gt;Then i started to keep thinking about you&lt;br /&gt;The thoughts would appear about twice&lt;br /&gt;They kept expanding and i felt a bit surprised&lt;br /&gt;I kept thinking to myself that it was nothing&lt;br /&gt;But it was awkward when i talked to you&lt;br /&gt;Is it love? If you're thinking the same thing, then is it the start for us?&lt;br /&gt;My heart keeps loving you&lt;br /&gt;It's screaming for the whole world to hear&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that i hear it now?&lt;br /&gt;I've found love now that i've found you&lt;br /&gt;Even if i try to explain my heart&lt;br /&gt;The only way you would know is if you had my heart&lt;br /&gt;I'm already inside you&lt;br /&gt;Just how you're in my heart&lt;br /&gt;We might already be inside each others' heart&lt;br /&gt;Is it love? If you're thinking the same thing, then is it the start for us?&lt;br /&gt;My heart keeps loving you&lt;br /&gt;It's screaming for the whole world to hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;isn't this meaningful and very true? haha. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-116118452593061308?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/116118452593061308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=116118452593061308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116118452593061308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116118452593061308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/10/in-life-you-always-loses-something.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-116108976249789040</id><published>2006-10-17T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T05:56:02.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;went to cut hair with zhanyan. daphne was around too. okay. my hair is now rather flat. i'm not use to it though. haha. but it's not bad lar (i hope so).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;went home and continue my cross-stitch of bear bear. haha. it's almost done. it looks so good lar. don't xiao3 kan4 me. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;oh yah. i think i'm addicted to princess hours. i feel sorry / hate / laugh for the characters etc. wahaha. i'm now going to watch it from youtube liao as i will be missing tomorrow's episode on tv. anyway, i tried to convert the song into english lyrics. i find it really meaningful lar. okameaningful to y, maybe me. but yup. i will post it up next time =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-116108976249789040?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/116108976249789040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=116108976249789040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116108976249789040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116108976249789040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/10/went-to-cut-hair-with-zhanyan.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-116101028028976708</id><published>2006-10-16T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T07:51:20.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;oh. i can't live a live without an aim. the school life in school after examination period wasn't that interesting. i think during normal school days, when teachers doesn't come to our class, it's much more interesting. we seemed like leading an aimless life nowadays. however, this was not so sometimes. lol. okay, we played cards, count the surveys numbers, clean the classroom etc. yet, the rest of the day doesn't look exciting. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;anyway, the haze is killing me! last time, i had cough and sneeze. now, i had SEVERE  sneeze. i sneezed now and then, even the tears in my eyes are squeezed out of my eyes so frequently. it's like my eyes are already dry due to the weather condition. the fact that my sneeze is so worst that it squeezes out "a bucket" of tears make my eyes worst. argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;went to toa pa yoh today with eunice, caijia and zhanyan, and went walking around. zhanyan was real crazy. and she acted like the killer in when a stranger calls. we were sort of playing hide and seek with her at the HDB  hub. eunice and caijia hide behind a "banner" and i hide behind the glass behind them. and when i squat down, i saw zhanyan through a narrow hole. she was upstairs on the second level. unable to tell caijia and eunice, i just kept knocking at the glass and pointing towards second floor (i look like a retard then). it's really damn scary when i suddenly saw her through the hole with her evil expression. later, when we are trying to find her, she just appears out of nowhere. when she suddenly appear infront of caijia, she screamt. and i screamt too, when i heard caijia scream, and when i heard zhanyan's sudden roar. lol. had fun there lar. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-116101028028976708?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/116101028028976708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=116101028028976708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116101028028976708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116101028028976708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/10/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-116089045502494634</id><published>2006-10-15T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T22:35:42.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;this morning, my father saw i'm looking through a blog. and he say don't go to such blogs too much because there may be some virus in it. and i was thinking "ah-hem. that's my blog". haha. okay. i'm bored to death these few days after exams. it's like you want to go out, but you are too lazy to go out, or you don't know where to go to. thus, i stayed at home and kept surfing other people's blog, then leave a tag, or ask them to link me. lol. and now, i've finished surfing other people's blog ler. so what am i going to do? maybe i am going to download princess hours from youtube, like what daphne did. everybody was like saying it's so nice (and i think so too). however, i missed alot of epsiodes lar. or rather, i only watch 1 1/2 episode. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;okay, here's the crux of this message. after reading through some blogs, i felt that the secondary two year is about to end. 2 years of sweet memories with 201 has passed so fast. 201 is going to split into different classes. and i certainly will miss the times we had together. the times when we got praised by teacher, the times when we laughed together, the times when we are punished together etc. oh my god! argh. these last few days - treasure them everybody! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-116089045502494634?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/116089045502494634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=116089045502494634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116089045502494634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116089045502494634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-morning-my-father-saw-im-looking.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-116081723883798818</id><published>2006-10-14T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T06:39:20.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;today's open house. anyway, before leaving the house, i was thinking whether i will meet my primary school juniors. and i was thinking of amelia and amanda (the non-identical twins). to my surprise, they were really there. haha. i also saw a girl (joelle's) from my block and an auntie who i saw before but don't know who she is. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had so much fun though. me, caijia, daphne, eunice, zhanyan and maggie was like saying welcoming and goodbye quotes for everybody who reaches the forth floor for certain period of time. the quote was invented by me (i think)! thank you thank you. we will sit accordingly, and&lt;br /&gt;caijia: hello !&lt;br /&gt;daphne: welcome to xinmin indoor sports hall!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;me: you can enjoy both volleyball and badminton! (at that time, badminton was also using the hall. i'm good can?)&lt;br /&gt;eunice: both are elite CCAs!&lt;br /&gt;zhanyan: please enjoy yourself!&lt;br /&gt;maggie: see you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;this is the welcoming quote. and for the goodbye quote, it is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;me, caijia, daphne: bye bye!&lt;br /&gt;eunice, zhanyan, maggie: see you!&lt;br /&gt;so cute right? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, they went to bathe and i didn't. as i forgot to bring extra shirt. even if i did bring, i also don't like the fact of bathing without soap and having to use the jersey to wipe yourself dry. lol. and we were stuck in the toilet listening to a cleaner auntie talking about her life of being bullied by another cleaner uncle. okay. maybe i should not talk about it. but we were quite sick of her repeating the same thing over and over again. therefore, we gave our comments over and over again too. if not, we seemed to be like listening for nothing mar. we somehow must show her our response. furthermore, it's hard to reject a conversation started by an elderly. zhanyan went out first because she is meeting anetta. haha. later, i can't stand the smell of the toilet which causes me to sneeze alot of times. so i told the auntie that i need to go out. (surprisingly, i didn't sneeze when i get out of the toilet. haha) to save the rest of them out, i called caijia. and she was like pretending to say "orh okay okay we are coming out". and that's how we are saved. lol. thanks my sneezing though (i'm their saver!). i know it's bad to give such excuses but i don't think she's going to stop her conversation for another 1/2 to 1 hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched i not stupid too (television series). it's damn funny lar. really. damn hilarious. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-116081723883798818?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/116081723883798818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=116081723883798818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116081723883798818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116081723883798818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/10/todays-open-house.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-116074386700971552</id><published>2006-10-13T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T02:16:33.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;yeah! the start of the post exam activities! haha. but there's still a math research test. i don't know what's that all about though. lol. anyway, we had training today! it has been a month since i touch a volleyball, other than yesterday. i want to have more qiu2 gan3! hees. oh yah, i'm going for open house tomorrow for volleyball. got more chance to play volleyball, since exams are over. woots. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;oh ya, mrs ho was like talking to us about the streaming which makes me feel so damn scared now lar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-116074386700971552?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/116074386700971552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=116074386700971552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116074386700971552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116074386700971552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/10/yeah-start-of-post-exam-activities.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-116066520458635642</id><published>2006-10-12T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T02:15:33.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;EXAMS ARE OVER! YEAH! IT'S THE END OF THE YEAR! i think i okay for some subject and quite badly for other subjects. Here's it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;English - lost 2 marks for comprehension. by the way, i like mrs goh to be my oral examiner. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Higher Mother Tongue - lost 4 1/2 marks as i didn't complete the questions for the first two comprehension, whereby you have to find the word in the passage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Geography - i think i misinterpret the questions for 2 to 3 questions which consist of 3 - 5 marks. argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mathematics - don't talk about it anymore. it is not that i don't know how to do. it is just that i do not have the time to finish doing it. seriously i don't know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Science - chemistry was difficult (i didn't have time to study it! all thanks to the art preparation work)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Art - i though did pretty well for the mind-map, ideas, and research drawing. it is just that i didn't write explanation for three ideas, i lost my printed research on that morning, i rushed through my colour scheme, and the sky of my actual work doesn't look good to me. i should have used shading but i did not have enough time for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Literature - as usual, i didn't complete 1b and didn't do 1c. argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Home econs - i lost 2 marks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;CME - what do you think? haha. common sense bar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;all in all, i felt that i did much much better in mid-year than in now for most of my subjects. haiz. anyway, it's the past already! BYGONES ARE BYGONES. let it be because you can't change the fact now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sadly, it also marks the end of our secondary 2 year and 2 years with 201. haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-116066520458635642?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/116066520458635642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=116066520458635642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116066520458635642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/116066520458635642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/10/exams-are-over-yeah-its-end-of-year-i.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-115876467937658350</id><published>2006-09-20T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T02:15:15.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i saw the show today on 10.30pm. it shows how slow the television station works. you see, in april or may, the mediacorp crew came to shoot pictures of the music lesson, it lesson etc and interviewed some teachers. its been so many months and finally, it's screened on the tv. furthermore, the duration everything was previewed was not more than 15 minutes. therefore, as you can see here, working in the tv station is TEDIOUS. you work so long to shoot, interview, cut and edit, the outcome is only not more than 15 minutes. lol. don't judge a book by it's cover. it's easier said than done. woots so chim huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-115876467937658350?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/115876467937658350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=115876467937658350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115876467937658350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115876467937658350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-saw-show-today-on-10.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-115857607527460201</id><published>2006-09-18T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T03:41:50.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;oh my god! oh my god! oh my god! i think i've been a slacker all these while. exams are in two weeks time! and i still havn't revise a single bit. okay maybe yes. but you know what's that? PRACTICISING ORAL ENGLISH READING ALOUD COMPONENT BY READING THREE PASSAGES. crap isn't it? this much only. other people around me are starting their revision, or even completed revising some subjects. ah! i need to wake up! i don't know why but my eyelids are always heavy. haha. so, i won't be blogging that frequent nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;nevertheless, i will still be blogging about some significant things. let's see:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;FORBIDDEN CITY: THE PORTRAIT OF AN EMPRESS =)). wow! it's so nice can! the best drama i've ever watched. worth my 50 bucks. the story revolves round about the life of cixi. altough she seemed to be the evil dragon lady, but she suffered alot of wei qu. it's touching, it's sad, it's moving, it's funny, it's hilarious. i like the songs too as it is meaningful and you can see their life and emotions through the song. and their singing is powerful. wow. haha. although it was a quite sad story because cixi's real story was never told to the others, it's also a funny story on the other hand. especially the two man dressed in black and white whose duty is to record the history of china. They are damn funny can. lol. woots. love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;CHAMPIONS NIGHT =)). zhanyan you've got to get it from me! haha. before the activity, i was like telling zhanyan that almost every clinic pronouns my name as xin zhuann. then zhanyan laugh like mad. during champions night, when i was about to receive my prize, angeline didn't pronouns my name properly. however, zhanyan started to laugh. so i bit my lips while on the stage to stop myself from laughing. i bit so hard until my lips bleeded. from this, can you see how powerful zhanyan's laughter and her laughing mind is? Instead of mr chia saying "congratulations", he said "what are they laughing about". oh my freak. this is how i received my prize! zhanyan, you spoilt my stage (although it may be short but you still spoilt it). my lips hurt too. argh! oh ya, for the refreshments, b girls stood on the chair and said yum seng. and went to cheer steady ace. zhanyan and me ate 3 plates of food. haha. we are hungry eaters. even (don't know who) agree that i eat alot but doesn't get fat. lol. however, i think i'm going to get fat for this month because i'm not excercising. ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;TODAY. i've realised something - CHOCOLATE is our connection! =)) oh ya, i helped my mother to prepare the ingredients for dinner. say i'm guai. thank you! *lame*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-115857607527460201?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/115857607527460201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=115857607527460201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115857607527460201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115857607527460201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/09/oh-my-god-oh-my-god-oh-my-god-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-115781456783211070</id><published>2006-09-09T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T08:11:34.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;okay. the holidays are about to end. 9 days might seem long but it's short! oh my god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;went to school from morning until evening. it isn't a school day but it seemed to be a school day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY&lt;br /&gt;went to school again. b girls had the first friendly match with dunman and won 5-0. yeah. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;br /&gt;went out with my mother and went to buy ingredients for home econs. we watched one NC16 movie about die with dignity. i tell you it's disgusting at some parts, when the guy kissed the girl and touched her upper body and it's yucky. so the teacher skipped some parts but some parts didn't. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY&lt;br /&gt;continue to buy the ingredients for home econs. let me tell you something i hate to take mrt train with woman who have protruding tummys. i'm not being sarcastic. sometimes when i'm sitting down, i wonder if the girl is pregnant or is she just fat. therefore, i don't dare to give her the space i'm sitting. it's not that i am selfish. i'm pondering over the question "is she pregnant or is she just fat?". if i gave the seat to her when she is not pregnant, it will disgrace her and i will be indirectly insulting her. let me tell you something again. something is occuring to the mrt for this two days. it had been jamming and i always took the jammed mrt. duh. what a sad case. oh by the way, i made the chocolate nut chip (which i'm doing for home econs) until late at night. around 2.15? my eyes was half open while doing it. this is because i only have this pathetic small toaster. therefore, i need to wait for hours to keep continuing bake so many cookies. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;actually met zhanyan at 8 but end up reach at 9.45. haha. i'm sorry because i slept lte last night. don't think i'm lazy or irresponsible. i had smsed her that maybe i'll reach at 9.30. the reason why i'm late for 15 minutes is because of several reason. i went out and realised i forgot to take money. so went back home and took money. later when i was out, i realised that i had wore the wrong jersey. so i went back home again. on my way to the bus stop, i missed 74. and that when the next 74 reached, it reached with 165 and 2 other 74 busses. see? lol. b girls had training with sjc 5-0 and with seniors 3-0. yeah! lol. on my way to tuition, i ran to chase the bus and my skirt flew up. so i had to press my skirt down while running which seemed to be very funny lar. we were watching video about the juchiat (how do i spell it?) "fight" between neighbours. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY&lt;br /&gt;and that's today! made the cookies again. had to make one more test for the test and evaluation. haiz. sad case. let's see what i am left with:&lt;br /&gt;-home econs last test&lt;br /&gt;-home econs test report&lt;br /&gt;-home econs evaluation report&lt;br /&gt;-literature test&lt;br /&gt;-math test&lt;br /&gt;-REVISE! i havn't even revise for one single subject while others had started to revise already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i also need to buy things:&lt;br /&gt;`clips (most probably orange)&lt;br /&gt;`top&lt;br /&gt;`short&lt;br /&gt;`jacket&lt;br /&gt;`wallet&lt;br /&gt;`handphone (i want to change handphone. but that's impossible without the help of my father - to give me money to buy it. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that's about it for my post. actually i've got lots more to say. alot of things just happen this few days. i had forgotten some funny things. but for other sad things, i forbid myself to say because i want my blog to be a happy one. i don't want to stuff it with all the unhappy things. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-115781456783211070?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/115781456783211070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=115781456783211070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115781456783211070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115781456783211070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/09/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-115728200970959925</id><published>2006-09-03T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T04:13:29.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;i don't know why i'm so SKINNY. i'm a HEAVY EATER can? lol. yesterday, my dinner was a whole packet of fish and chip + 1 bowl of fried rice. then i kept on eating snacks. so why am i still so skinny? lol. however, i DON'T WANT TO BE FAT. lol. maybe it's better for me to stay in this size.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;- the crap of xinjuan had just ended =) -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-115728200970959925?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/115728200970959925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=115728200970959925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115728200970959925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115728200970959925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-dont-know-why-im-so-skinny.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-115720854206456393</id><published>2006-09-02T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T07:49:02.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;it's HOLIDAYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;but all of a sudden, i feel so sian. on friday and today, i spent my whole day in the house. practically in the house. okay maybe not. i went out to tuition on friday. but that's for tuition you see. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;i was rushing my art and i had trouble colouring the creature. not to desire. but the outcome was not bad lar. although it looked like a 2D creature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-115720854206456393?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/115720854206456393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=115720854206456393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115720854206456393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115720854206456393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-holidays-but-all-of-sudden-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-115702493690662977</id><published>2006-08-31T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T05:35:26.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;HAPPY TEACHERS' DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;first of all, i'm so sorry that i did not buy or make any teachers' day present. lol. it doesn't matter because it's the heart that counts right? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;okay. the teachers' day performance was so funny lar! haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;first - the sl trainees show i don't know what they are talking about (so this doesn't count). second - 202's song. i always have goosebumps when people sings. haha. but quite nice lar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;third - TEACHER'S PERFORMANCE! that was the greatest performance i've ever watch man. it's so funny lar. haha. and i laugh so damn loud. mr ang said mr huis coconut tree. then mr chia kept on goes to the toilet. mrs chow's hair is so weird. mr singh ate all sorts of things. ms yap gets her umbrella song on. and lots more. haha. the best performance i've watched ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;forth - teacher's band. mr tay dress until very cool lar. and ms kuck plays the drums well. the three teachers sing well. it was great too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;last - slides on the pictures of the teachers. so funny with all the captions and their faces. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;all in all, the performance was brilliant. how i wish we had these type of performance for every assembly. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;went back to primary school. i miss both patience and gentleness. lol. alot of people in patience changed (as in their looks). it's so funny when you see someone changed drastically and you will laugh crazily. but the people in gentleness remains unchanged. haha. but it seems that i don't know the teachers. forgot most of their names ler. nevertheless, we chatted. mr ow is still as sarcastic as ever. lol. it all started with him claiming that he saw me wearing a blue jacket with a girl and i didn't even wear any blue jacket in my life before! then, he went on saying that i'm a butch or a lesbian! what the hell. please lar. do i look like one? and he introduced one older girl to me, claiming that we both had the saim hairstyle (although our hairstyles are totally different). lol. he was implying that both of us can be lesbians. please no! i'm not a butch. neither am i a lesbian. haha. that's how we joked around. went to junction 8 with shuhui, vivien, yihang, adeline, dudy, andre and junhao. we had a hard time deciding where to go just to eat something. lol. when we reach junction 8, we also had a hard time deciding which restaurant to eat in. in the end, we went into pastamania and i thought that i could finally eat pastamania (i've never ate in it before). but the prices are too high. so we went to yoshinoya. i ate salmon bowl and i was the first to eat finish. congrats me. lol. we had damn lots fun there lar. kept on laughing and laughing. it makes me thinks of our old days. lol. went to take neoprints. guess what, i met zhanyan and yizhen in the neoprint shop. since my friends are going home, then i took neoprint with zhanyan and &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;yizhen. it was free! haha. after it, we headed home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;i saw adriano. the one in campus superstar because he is from my primary school. he is so shuai and fair lar. haha. nowadays, people are getting shuaier and shuaier. but too bad, my heart is OCCUPIED =)). lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;come to think of that, i think it's so fun being with primary school friends. altough&lt;/span&gt; we don't know what to talk at first. however, later we kept laughing and laughing like in the old days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-115702493690662977?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/115702493690662977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it has been 2 weeks since i blog. haiz. do not know what to say. so let's talk about today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;had pe which is practicing aces day dance. after that played volleyball! haha. there is so many balls flying around although we only kept one (i think). went to eat cookie and drink pink dolphin. yesterday was the first time i ate cookie. haha. and i find it so delicious lar. oh by the way, i think we are wasting our time during chemistry lesson with all the boys fooling around lor. mrs chow had to scold them every five to ten minutes and it seems as though the lesson can't carry on. haiz. i find it very irritating lor. can they just shut their mouth up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;went up to sports hall after school and we gave jian zhong a teacher's day present. so we said together "happy jiao lian's day eve eve". haha. he said he was touched. lol. all of us took part in making a teacher's day present for mrs goh. jeanetta and me shared one photo. lol. yeong jing used a marker to write on my palm "thank" and jeanetta's palm "you". when i bathe, the ink became purple instead of black. lol. i wonder if jeanetta's have the same effect on her palm. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;holidays finally arrive. time flies. 3 terms are gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-115693169452005846?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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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-22088717.post-115599753579582247</id><published>2006-08-19T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T07:25:35.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;it's been the first time for being so engrossed in a storybook (as in you keep on reading). i'm reading zlata's story which is about war. you might be wondering what is so interesting about a girl living in a wartime. well, i also don't know. haha. i guess i just have the sympathy to keep on reading her daily life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;oh by the way, i'm polite. i will say thank you / sorry. hehe. it might only be a cashier or a waiter but i said thank you. it might be others who knock on you but i say sorry. call me stupid instead. lol. it's just a habit to say such words but it's at least better than being rude right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;i don't want to go for the dinner tomorrow! although the dishes might look tempting and yummy, but my appettite will be destroy after looking at the faces of the adults. i hate to attend such "ying chous". please let me off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-115599753579582247?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/115599753579582247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;guys who are reading this post right now, please help me make a vote by tagging your answer on the tagboard. This is for my oral presentation. please do it HONESTLY and WHOLEHEARTEDLY. thank you =). Here are the 7 topics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;1. The youngest golfer (Michelle Wie) with $10 million sponsorship blah blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;2. Confidence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;3. Honesty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;4. Kim Peek - the one who can memorise books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;5. Poverty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;6. 100 million of sharks is dead due to the demand of sharks' fin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;7. Being skinny (Annorexia &amp; Bullimia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;once again, thank you for your kind coorporation. please make your vote HONESTLY and WHOLEHEARTEDLY. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-115520659474373113?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/115520659474373113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=115520659474373113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115520659474373113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115520659474373113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/08/guys-who-are-reading-this-post-right.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-115510403274349430</id><published>2006-08-08T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T07:33:35.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;i did the ace-learning and i got 60% only! ah! i want to cry lar. lin yao got 80%! somemore he did for 40+ minutes and i did 39 minutes. why don't i do longer? haha. i also don't know. scarly i do longer also no use. i can't think of it lar! furthermore, when i was thinking of the answer and there my mother goes "blah blah blah". it's disrupting me please. i can't think further. sad sad. nevermind. i will learn from it. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;oh by the way, here's the post for the national day parade this year. HAPPY NATIONAL DAY! haha. er. do you know the first event was the band performance by deyi secondary? i heard it before lots of time lar. because i live near the school. haha. okay i shall end my speech here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-115510403274349430?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/115510403274349430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=115510403274349430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115510403274349430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115510403274349430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-did-ace-learning-and-i-got-60-only.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-115503386939582682</id><published>2006-08-08T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T03:44:29.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;Eunice and Caijia say i've got good memory. do i really have it? i'm going to test my memory again. wahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;didn't went out. i was writing notes for home econs' test. 13 pages full of words. oh man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;FIRST MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;home econs test - i think it's okay bar. went to do some mission with chompu, karling and zhanyan. haha. had so much fun lar. then we went to eat at coffeeshop and went to kovan to buy materials for our puppet. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;FIRST TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;as usual. lesson and training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;i went home straight after school. zhanyan, caijia, eunice, maggie and daphne went to kovan. however, i meet them in city hall. you might ask me why. the answer is: i'm penniless. how can i shop (as in really go shop) for the whole day without even bringing money? that's only part of the reason. the later part of the reason is that i had tuition later and i don't want to bring my bag and wear uniform to the class. once i step out of the house and reach the ground floor, my handphone screen went - black. damn it. my battery is flat! i couldn't reach caijia they all at city hall mrt station. i did not remember any people's number except - mine, family members, home and emergency calls. so i waited outside the mrt station tap in tap out place for about 30 minutes? and everybody was waiting inside, sitting down. there is not even a single chair around for me lar. luckily, caijia return back from collecting her CD and she saw me! or i might still be standing till the night falls. We went Toa Pa Yoh (i should have meet them in Toa Pa Yoh instead. haha) and walk around. bought my clothes. everybody bought theirs. p.s. burger king's ice-cream is nice (altough it is not their brand). haha. went to tuition. and our former tuition teacher felt like vomitting. so she rush through everythign within an hour and leaving us with a relieve teacher for the other hour. we are supposed to do our homework but we didn't. we just can't stop laughing at the relieve teacher's action. i mean every action that she makes. she looks like a rabbit, cat, children, whatever whatever which makes us laughing like crazy. however, she don't know how she looks like so she kept on asking "what?" in a funny way. haha. it's really hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;lesson and training. training ended off early because we had to rush to Xinmin Story. i took kailin's father's car home. and within 10 - 15 / 20 minutes, i'm done. fast right? haha. don't think that girls are slow. i'm fast! i had prove you wrong. however, it's not quite good being fast too. i waited for kailin for about 15 minutes! maybe i should have eaten some food before coming out. that's because i still can rush in time lor. so kailin's father brought me, rachel and kailin to kallang theatre. on our way there, kailin's father drive to the mcdonald so that i can buy fries to fill my stomach. isn't he kind? okay the catch is here. the mcdonald provide this service which is called "drive-thru" (i think). you can sit in the car while ordering and get your take-a-away. isn't that cool? then when we reach kallang theathre, we saw a lot of people there. well, if the ticket wasn't for free, i doubt there will be so many people lor. anyway, i didn't get the refund for my ticket! furthermore, i don't really understand the play. haha. i'm so sorry. maybe i'm just abit slow in reaction? in all, maybe i treasure this day for SOME REASON.  hehe. oh yah, i'm not colour blind lar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;lesson and training. however, we stayed back until quite late too. altough we were let off earlier than tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;i stayed at home, exploring my dad's new handphone. haha. maybe he should pass down his previous handphone to me! i hope so. didn't ask him this question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;home home home. home sweet home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;finally, i finished my puppet. it looks so cute and amiable. haha. thank you thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;national day celebration. i was high today. i'm not so high usually. all thanks to jalyn who brought my spirit up at the start of everything. when we receive the song sheet, we just practically sang it. lol. we are then split according to houses. here's the game: DODGEBALL and SoccER. i love dodgeball lar. haha. i didn't get hit by the ball on both games and i shot dominic! woohoo. it's better than shooting nothing right? hehe. but i think i throw abit weir leh. don't know how to throw lar. haha. but i like it because HEHE. soccer quite fun lar i thought. because of HEHE also. but i'm not so er xin lar. i enjoyed both games (playing and watching respectively) too. then the uppersecondary join us to sing song. we even played tututrain lor. haha. okay maybe that's a little childish and embarrassing. but we were quite high. we were released - went to eat prawn noodles in canteen. here comes training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;so that's about it. is my memory good? i guess so. thank you very much. =))) haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-115503386939582682?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/115503386939582682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=115503386939582682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115503386939582682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115503386939582682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/08/eunice-and-caijia-say-ive-got-good.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-115417213471787710</id><published>2006-07-29T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T04:30:00.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;it has been 2 weeks since i last blogged. sorry for being lacking. okay let's see:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;FIRST MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;i went to school with the new haircut and some say i looks weird. but weird doesn't mean not nice. that's what jalyn said. so she had lightened up my day. daphne say i look cute, although i don't know whether it's true or not. but i believed it. haha. so she lightened up my day too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;FIRST TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;had class rehearsal for the english festival. so zhanyan, siyun, kailin and me were late for training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;FIRST WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;pardon me for forgeting what special thing had happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;FIRST THURSDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;had lesson and training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;FIRST FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;had class rehearsal again. however, this time round, only kailin and me were late for training. i felt that today's training was very good. maybe that's to me. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;FIRST SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;went for replacement class for the lesson that i had missed (my tuition). that's the first class i had went since i was enrolled into this tuition center. i still remember their name and their characteristic. cool right? haha. they still remained unchanged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;FIRST SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;went to bugis. here's the moral of the story for today: skinny people can't pick great clothes. haha. everybody bought their clothes except for me. i bought totally nothing! they bought clothes and earings but not me. i don't have earholes. and those magnetic earing or clip on earing is either too boring or agogo. i hate shopping for clothes. haha. so i'm not going to talk about what happened there. lol. okay. then we went to plaza singapura. however, i asked if we can take bus or not. then we checked and bus 7 can go to plaza singapura. but must take opposite direction. yet, opposite bus stop don't have bus 7. luckily i go check the board again at the opposite bus stop or all of us will be staying there till night falls. so, we walked four stops back. sadly, there are too many junctions which makes us confused. so we had to ask for directions. in total, we ask three passerby. and i'm always the one who ask the question. okay, maybe caijia helped me a little with the last person. anyway, as it is going to be very late, i walk the fastest. and it's like the distance between me and them is more than a few metres lar. when we reach plaza singapura, we went to spotlight. however, we can't find the felt. at this moment, i saw cheryl, debbie and krystal. so i asked them. then two minutes later, they found it and told me. so i must really thank them. after buying the cloth, i went home alone because my mrt direction is different from theirs. furthermore, zhanyan didn't come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;sometimes i wonder whether we are in the same planet, or even with the same passion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;SECOND MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;SL elections. i select huishan! (although this poll was supposed to be secret. haha. but she can really do well der lor.)yeah. and we all cheered for her when she was speaking. woohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;SECOND TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;all i can remember was that i had training and i had no tuition today. woots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;SECOND WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;after school, caijia, eunice and me went to home econs room to do puppet. however, in the end, i'm the only one who did the puppet. after that, we went to kovan, and i bought something for my puppet. later, we went to buy something for our friend. i think i'm not suppose to say that bar. haha. i went home early as i had to go for tuition later on. i took 136 home. finally i found the bus that can go home! you can't always sit down on the mrt and i had to change train lar. but i slept on the bus for such a long time. when i wake up, the doors are closing at where i wanted to alight. okay, maybe i want to alight at the previous stop. but i can alight at this stop too. so the bus went to the next stop which was the interchange. by the way, when i wake up, only the bus driver (woman) and me was in the bus. haha. then the lady was looking at me through the mirror. i think she was thinking whether did i miss my stop. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;SECOND THURSDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;training was quite good i guess. the temporary main six was out too. right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;SECOND FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;IT'S THE ROAD RUN! i got 30th in position. very bad, altough i had improved. my target was top 25. i can make it. i really can. why didn't i heed joelle's advice to tie double knot at my shoelace? i was doing pretty well at the starting. i guess among the top 20. others behind me stop and walk but i continued to run. so i guess it's pretty well right? but when i was nearing bowen secondary's bus stop, i caught the sight of my shoelace. it was loose! so, i bent down to tie it without bending my knees. how stupid can i be. i felt like vomitting and felt giddy as my stomach turned upside down during a run and i suddenly stop. so, my stamina slows down and i can't even walk fast because i felt like vomitting due to my stomach turning upside down. at the regentville condominuim, my the other shoelace dropped again. and the same thing happened. so during these time, people overtook me. and it was really infuriating. when i was nearing the school, i heard yefeng and some volleyball people shouting my name. then i realised i was nearing the goal. so, i just sprinted into the funnel. i sprinted damn fast lar. it's like the jaguar who is infront of me was way ahead of me. then later i stepped on her shoe. so aren't i fast? thank you guys for cheering for me. lol. it's a motivation for me to sprint so fast lar. haha. okay. stop the crapping. i stepped into the funnel first lar. it's just that the jaguar in front of me is of a bigger size than me (i admit that i'm skinny). so ms lim said: "jaguar first jaguar first". what the hell. nevermind. the fact cannot be change. in all: i can do better and reached my target. it's only damn the shoelaces. haha. so, congrats to those who had done well and did their best to get into top 20. for those who did not get into top 20, and if you had done well, it's good. if you think that you had not done well (like me) - especially to SOMEONE, nevermind, there's still next time. oh yah, there's two photographer. first photographer was jeremy. i covered my face while running lar. then the second photographer was a girl and she was very good by saying okay okay i won't shoot you when she saw me covering my face. haha. by the way, today is mr chia's birthday! woohoo. the mao2. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;SECOND SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;stayed at home and slack away. crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-115417213471787710?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/115417213471787710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=115417213471787710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115417213471787710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115417213471787710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/07/it-has-been-2-weeks-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-115293168668096277</id><published>2006-07-14T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T06:31:20.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;okay here's the summary of this week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;lesson time. don't really remember what happened, but there's the new south wale. at first the class was so quiet then suddenly the class noise level rise to the usual time. i couldn't concentrate lar. wanted to go back home early but had to finish up my skm booklet. however, i didn't go back home that late also lar. haha. oh yah, went to plaza singapura with my mother and i ate takopachi with my mother. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;lesson time. we went to libary first before going up to sports hall for training. they wanted the aircon but i did my math homework there. so it's like the "aircon maid" went to switch off our aircon purposely lar. then she kept pinpointing us. as if we are criminals. when we shift to the table where there is aircon, she said: "want aircon is it? go outside. here don't have aircon." and "no overcrowding at the tables". what the crap. it is like others were overcrowding too, others were talking aloud at the sofas too. so why must it be our fault? nevermind. i shall forgive and forget. lol. training starts. quite okay though. didn't went to tuition again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;lesson time. stayed in school for a while then go home. i slept till dinner time. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;lesson time. training was quite okay too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;lesson time. training was quite okay too. haha. stayed for a while to play as our training ended at 5 i think. we played until 6 and went home at 6.30. it was quite fun lar. or rather very fun. haha. went to tuition later, and people crack alot of lame jokes lar. so funny. that shawn from our school is damn lame lar. he say guys should not take any responsibility then another one (i forgot what did he say). others also very lame. but because i don't really know them so don't say here lor. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i just cut my hair. okay it's somewhat i've never seen before. but get use to it, that's what caijia says. and i'm going to say the same usual phrase: my hairstyle is really that bad ar? haha. okay anyway, went to hougang mall. when i reach hougang interchange, i just remembered that i forgot to bring money! so zhanyan accompany me back to ang mo kio mrt where i meet my mum and she passed me money. hees. i ran towards her and on my way, my slippers actually get out of my leg! so embarrassing lar. lucky not a lot of people notice it i guess. i had to hop back and take it. lol. later, zhanyan wanted that auntie (which was the same auntie who help me cut my hair) and specially waited for her. so me, maggie, zhanyan and caijia (she did not cut) walked around. the auntie is so kind okay. we are supposed to spend $20 within 3 days to do a lucky draw. so she wrote each of us, including caijia, a $20 receipt. so good lar! then she gave us hint too, for the lucky draw of the ec house. i got the right number and got a voucher! however, it dues on august the 13th. so it's impossible for my mother or me to cut hair. who want? i sell it to you. haha. went for the lucky dip at customer service and i won a box of coffee drink! haha. then helped caijia as she went with her sister ler. in the end, it is sorry please try again, but the lady gave the $5 voucher. oh so good! zhanyan and maggie don't want it. so let's see first lar hor. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;went out with my mother. and now, i'm doing my art research 2. i havn't even complete 50% of it. duh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-115293168668096277?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/115293168668096277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=115293168668096277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115293168668096277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115293168668096277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/07/okay-heres-summary-of-this-week-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-115243611718116733</id><published>2006-07-09T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T02:09:26.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;this is the first time i stayed up late to watch world cup lar. why? i don't have scv channel 27. haha. i finally found out that there's live show for the 3rd and 4th placing in scv channel 1! haha. so i watched it. i'm not orbit or orbiang or nerdy okay? lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;it's like they played for so long, almost an hour but there's no goal. however, there's alot of freekicks. yah. so i got bored and asked myself whether i should do my home econs. but what if they got goals while i was doing? in the end, i still did the home econs work. guess what? THEY REALLY GOT GOALSS AND I MISSED IT. ah! all i know, from reverse plays is that number 7 of germany helped them to win this game. he shot the first goal. for the second goal, i think is freekick or whatsoever, he shot, but missed. then petit from portugal tried to blocked the ball but the ball went into the goal post lar! oh man, what a pity. then the third goal was shot by the number seven too. portugal also scored one goal. but i'm not sure whether who shot it. all in all, i missed all the 4 goals lar. why must i be so unlucky? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i woke up at 12.30 by my mum. actually i thought i would sleep longer, but i couldn't get into sleep again once i wake up. i'm so awake yesterday in the night lar! i also don't know why i don't feel tired. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-115243611718116733?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/115243611718116733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=115243611718116733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115243611718116733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115243611718116733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/07/this-is-first-time-i-stayed-up-late-to.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-115236078234104206</id><published>2006-07-08T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T05:13:02.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;the mystery's solved. that audio which is titled oldmajorsspeach is zizhao's. haha. okay. it freaked me out for some time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;went to toapayoh center today. i found out a stall which got sell 1 belt at $4 or 3 belts at $10. it's so cheap! haha. i'm going to buy. but that's next time. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;i'm so kind in nature (is it written like this?). haha. i didn't get angry although the girl who was sitting beside me kept on spilling things onto me. i know i'm so good natured. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-115236078234104206?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/115236078234104206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=115236078234104206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115236078234104206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115236078234104206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/07/mysterys-solved.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-115226031373548591</id><published>2006-07-07T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T07:51:43.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;i'm so busy nowadays. so maybe i will just blog once a week. okay maybe not that bad. on the weekends? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;youth day - went back to school to do literature project but ended up doing nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;lesson time. i say lesson time because i merely forgot what had happened. haha. had training today. 500 balls! jia you =))). missed tuition again. got to have replacement class on tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;lesson time. went home with caijia quite early though. ms yap got the most caring teacher award and was praised as a good example by mrs loh on friday. clap clap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;during morning assembly, the cloud was very dark so almost everybody was like looking at the sky instead of listening to the announcement. then it started to rain. i had this sudden urge of playing in the rain, because zhanyan, jalyn, kailin and me played in the rain during the school holidays. but later did i know i got repeated sneeze due to the cold chills which went down my spine (not that i played in the rain). haha. lesson time. went home quite early too. with kailin, yizhen and zhanyan. oh by the way, i decorated my name for the volleyball notice board. to me, it's nice lar! haha. anyway, i went to tuition. at first, the class was very quiet because we don't really know each other. it's a replacement class you see. later on, we kept on laughing. haha. the teacher ask me what was the word (not found in the passage). i know the word but forgot what's the word all of a sudden. so it's like i went "a-lli... a-lli... i forgot..." then later another girl said the answer. then i was like pointing out my hand and mouthed "yah yah" without saying that out lar. then the others (those who saw it) laughed at me lor. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;lesson time. went to hougang festival market to eat lunch with sharon and siti. then here comes terance, billy, sir chow and langston to do literature project. not long later, amir came back from his friday prayer. actually we did not much but just discussed what are we supposed to do lor. so we dismissed at 3. i didn't jay walk when i went home (all the way). haha. i'm guai. then i walk one whole big round. lol. i got home and just browsed through the documents in my computer. you know what i found? oldmajorsspeach (audio). what the crap? i listened and there's this creepy voice "deng deng... (all the way)" then the girl with a creepy voice spoke the young white boar blah blah. why the heck do i have it? as if my brother will read animal farm? what the freak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-115226031373548591?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/115226031373548591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=115226031373548591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115226031373548591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115226031373548591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-so-busy-nowadays.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-115183756762786009</id><published>2006-07-02T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T03:52:47.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;actually i didn't do much today. woke up and watched television. oh yah, continued my xi you ji. i think it's quite nice lar. haha. that's all. this post is so short!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-115183756762786009?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/115183756762786009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=115183756762786009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115183756762786009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115183756762786009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/07/actually-i-didnt-do-much-today.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-115175441973121515</id><published>2006-07-01T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T07:49:29.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;went to school to do home econs project. so i meet up with zhanyan and karling. zhanyan couldn't phrase her sentence properly so i wore house tee, thinking that we would be doing the work in school. yet, both of them wore home tee. therefore, i look so weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;we went to hougang mall's library in the end to look for reference books. books on dog was alot followed by cats. i could only find 2 books on rabbit when i'm doing rabbit. haha. couldn't concentrate there to draw so we went to compass point and bought present for valerie. i bought my magnetic earing too! karling helped me to put it on my ear because i don't know how to put. haha. my ear was white and red at times. i think it looks okay lar. one (not one pair) for $2.50. a bit expensive lor. but nevermind. i think it will be better if i bought the $3 because it's bigger so it won't look weird (i'm only wearing one you see). if i bought a pair then wear one on each side or two on one side. i got fashion sense one lor. haha. okay enough of craps. but i wasn't really satisfied with the magnetic earing because i think don't look really nice also. maybe i'm just indecisive. haha. anyway, when i went back home, i wore the earing to see in front of the mirror in the bathroom. when i took it out at the same place, the magnet which was supposed to be place behind fall into the drain lar! what the freak. i bought one for $2.50 and it went down the drain. i didn't open the cap because it was really dirty and disgusting. not that my house is dirty but it's a drain you see. therefore, i think it's just my luck. wonder if i could get another magnet from 77th street. oh by the way, my mother did not say it was a waste of money when i showed it to her. i think this was because i told her about magnetic earing before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;oh yah, on our way to hougang mall, we saw this bunch of xinmin primary school kids. a pushed down b and hurt b. a then shouted:"he pulled my hair first!" and ran away when a lady asked him. then the auntie actually walked off without helping the guy up. the guy was like having difficulties to get up lar. seeing that this kind of SMALL KIDS bullying happened, me, zhanyan and karling went to the rescue. haha. we are kind okay? b was really stubborn. he don't accept our offers. hao xin mei hao bao. haha. no matter how much we persuade him, he just don't want to loose his face, i guess. two sjab girls and one lady went to persuade him too. although this guy was crying and the blood actually stained his shirt, he was just as stubborn as ever. i suddenly remembered of injurieS on my knees altough i fall on my own while he was pushed down by the others. okay enough of craps. b then walked off and took 74. we saw b alighting at hougang interchange where we were alighting too, and tailed him. he went to the mrt station leading to the underground and phoned him parents i guess. later, he went into the toilet and washed his wounds. i knew that because we went outside the toilet (not that near lar) and when a guy opened the door, i saw him at the basin using water to wash his wound. thick face guy but was glad that he actually listened to us afterall. lol. I'M SO KIND!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY VALERIE! i'm sorry that i couldn't attend your birthday party. hope you all had fun there. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-115175441973121515?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/115175441973121515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=115175441973121515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115175441973121515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115175441973121515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/07/went-to-school-to-do-home-econs.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-115166626661508107</id><published>2006-06-30T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T08:10:57.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"&gt;oh! it has been six days since i last blog. why? i'm too busy. haha. i'm tired too! let me just summarise what happened on each day. i hope i can remember =). i guess the earliest i slept for this week was 12+ and usually i slept at 1+. gosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"&gt;i went out with my mother and saw jerald and amelia, both my primary school friend. i saw amelia on the road and was like jumping there waving to her. then my mother say: "please this is the road." haha. it's damn funny. we were like standing opposite each other across the road then she was somehow looking at me inquisitively. but i cannot recognise her from far. lol. was glad to see them since years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"&gt;school reopens! it's the same - lesson time. after school went up to play with tingrui they all then went back at around 6+. to rush my yi xiang qing yuan book review, i did it until 1+ in the midnight and nobody is online to help me print! here comes lisi and i asked whether she have printer. she said she don't have and ask me to tell xuyuan to come online as soon as possible. so, when xuyuan came online, i asked her if she can help me print and she helped me. woohoo! and i slept at 2 because i think it's too hot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"&gt;lesson time. had training and i think it was fun. missed tuition because training ends at 7+. my tuition starts at 7.30 and it's quite far. so i changed replacement class. when they call back (which was tomorrow) my mother answered the phone and the only class left was thursday. guess what? see thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"&gt;lesson time and went to library for IT project. actually i slacked because i did the first big half. then i went up to play volleyball with tingrui they all and reached home at about 6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"&gt;lesson time. had training today and i had tuition also! i could not rush to tuition so forget it lar. damn it. the training schedule is just not stable. anyway, went to eat dinner at coffeeshop. when you first taste vanilla ice blended, you thought it was nice. when it melts, you would find it disgusting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"&gt;lesson time. had training and i banged my thumb, index and middle finger against the floor. the whole three fingers went red, especially at the joint. i was like thoroughly shock. this was the first time i saw my joints of the fingers red. joints of fingers, not knuckles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"&gt;anyway, on my way to tuition, i met two primary school friendsof mine on the bus. they walked pass without noticing me. however, i had a glimpse of one of them when they walk pass. so i know lar. guess what? they were sitting diagonally beside me and were talking about disgusting things, ---. i think they want that or what. kena corrupted by biology liao lar them. haha. oh by the way, they were with the other new friend. they became more vulgar than before too. when i was about to alight, i just say hi to them because i havn't seen them for very long time mar. still friends right? when i reached the tuition centre, i told this to one of my primary school friend there, then both of us think that it is hilarious. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999900;"&gt;oh by the way, since we are at this topic, i think the biology now is disgusting cum humourous. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-115166626661508107?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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-22088717.post-115116572124987075</id><published>2006-06-24T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T09:15:21.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"&gt;i was busying homework all day long. let me see what homework i'm left with:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"&gt;- reader's digest may (don't know if i need to do it or not)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"&gt;- you jin book review (i read finish, but havn't record it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"&gt;- xi you ji book review (i havn't even read it and i don't think i could read finish it. sharon, how?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"&gt;* editting of my composition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"&gt;* get help for my literature poem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"&gt;guess what? i spent alot of my time reading you jin, writing the composition, reading and doing the chinese online quiz, and especially my literature poem lar! argh. someone please help me to edit them. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-115116572124987075?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/115116572124987075/comments/default' title='Post 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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-22088717.post-115106140006648615</id><published>2006-06-23T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T04:18:58.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i'm finally back from camp. how do i describe it? it's fun, tiring... blah blah. haha. okay here's it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;reach school at 1.30 and guess what? my bag smallest among the sec 2s, but still bigger than sec 3s. lol. although my bag seems abit like primary school kid. haha. we went up to play abit of volleyball then came down and slack and lame in canteen. later, we went up to 305 classroom to put our bags and the class is filled with rockets. haha. i've got 3/4 wrong in the guess the password and was supposed to have forfeits, but we didn't lar. zhanyan got all correct lor. oh ya. my group is: clara, yeongjing, zhanyan, xinjie, wanda and our group name is OLE. the cheer is: when OLE unite, we show our might, we show them how we really fight, fight till the end, right till the end, OLE OLE wins the game, OLE! haha. the games we played were: double whacko, tangle, guess the password and chasing game lar. haha. indeed very fun. guess what? we watched the movie: bring it on late in the night. the movie is hilarious lor. lol. when it is time to sleep, we couldn't sleep and we just walked around, go to sec 4 room blah blah blah until 4am then went to sleep. i've learnt translation! hees. i guess i'm the last to sleep tough. oh by the way, i'm so unlucky today. i went into the first cubicle and realised that the shower have no water supply so i must go to the second cubicle and realised that there's no hanger and i must wait for my turn which is so damn long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i ate tuna, egg and crabmeat sandwich. it's my first time eating egg and crabmeat sandwich. don't say i'm a noob okay. haha. went to sentosa and i'm tanned and sunburnt until so BLACK. haha. i never apply sunblock and apply only abit of daphne's sunblock on my face. in the evening, she told me that we must apply the sunblock every 2 hours and i was like huh. when we first reach sentosa, the five of us went to play the seawater straight away. lol. i ate chicken rice and shared ice kachang with yeongjing and clara. the plate for chicken rice is so big when the rice only occupies 1/4 of the plate. haha. then we were all drenched when others were dry. haha. we played the balloon game, dog and bone, flour bomb, bury sand game. i didn't know that my two balloons were burst. it's like no sound even came out lor. then i quickly protect my left balloons. lol. clara was burried by us and she was shaped until bu nan bu nu. lol. after the game had finish, all of the b`girls went to play with water again. haha. sadly, --------- didn't play because she ---- ------. haiz. anyway, we were so high and the tide was also as high as us. haha. when we packed up and the five of us get changed, i realised that i've turned so black and it's so weird. i can even see the line of the sleeve and short. argh. however, SENTOSA IS FUN! went back to school and had pizza. woots. i ate 3-4 pieces of pizza and it was counted as alot because others only ate 2 pizzas or so. lol. i think gwen ate 3-4 pieces too. i'm skinny but my appetite is big okay? lol. went to bathe in the boys toilet with the sec 3s and daphne. all got no lock but to save our time, we went in there. i was somehow the last to bathe again lor. what the freak. i'm always the one who is giving in. later, the sec 2s made a big card for the sec 4s. daphne was so fast asleep and awoke by us again. before she awoke, her leg was drifting in the air. i think she missed the sea so much. haha. then we covered her with her blanket and i laid on her hand and hug (not really hug. but just put my hand on her head) and i slept. wow. i didn't even know i sleep so easily and that daphne's blanket is really comfortable. haha. er guys, daphne is facing downwards so don't think yy. haha. zhanyan said she pulled me to the sleeping bag and i was conscious at that time which i don't even realise it lor. lol. i guess i've always been like this when i'm asleep. oh yah. zhanyan said my sleeping post is always the same on the second day. that's because i'm too use to hugging bolster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i was the first to wake up while others was sleeping like a pig. haha. i ate 3 roti prata while others ate 2. i have a big appetite again. lol. me, tingrui, daphne, huiting, huiwen, huishi played penguin game with the sec 4s. it's really fun. haha. i was paired up with evelyn. she was so tall lar. then her leg got sunburnt too so it's very difficult for her. when the second round is the piggy back game, i was the tallest. hees. however, evelyn couldn't straighten up her back because she have back problem then she couldn't tahan. went up to sec 3 classroom and played sock wrestling. me, siyun, kailin, tinrui, daphne played together and siyun was the winner. tingrui gave me a present by scratching my hand and made a scar when i didn't even realise it. but nevermind lar. haha. our game was a two minute play and mrs lee said this was how a real sock wrestling should be. so cool! lol. we're honoured. haha. all the sec 4s and teachers were blindfolded and brought to the maze at the fitness corner. haha. it's so damn funny can. they were like: ee who are you. where are you. where's my thing. ah! haha. after that, they were brought to aesthetics room to see the farewell presentation and receive all the presents. some of them cried while others bear it and say: cannot cry cannot cry. lol. later, we went to play volleyball and i was delighted when i could receive the sec 3's spiking. however, i was very confused for the freeball thing. i thought the two balls which i fell down was the front row's ball. and i felt kind of confused. haiz. because of this, i fell down and hurt my knee. my old bruise came back! all of us didn't have our knee guard because this training was a last minute change. however, i didn't tell the others that i had a very pain bruise during the training lor. i don't want others to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; come say what happen what happen. then i had a really bad mood when i reach home. but it's okay now lar. i slept from 6 to 9 and woke up for dinner. then i slept from 11 - 12. so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;so this is the end of the camp and i must say that it's very fun =). hees. anyway, the people that went for the uk trip had came back and so i should say: "WELCOME BACK! =))" haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;went back to school alone to take all the books from locker. saw that c`girls was having training and felt like going up to play volleyball with the wall. but it seems so weird so i didn't went up. on my way back, i went to popular alone too. haha. and i managed to finish my yi xiang qing yuan when i slept in the middle. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-115106140006648615?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/115106140006648615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=115106140006648615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115106140006648615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115106140006648615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-finally-back-from-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-115069951944488642</id><published>2006-06-19T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T04:20:13.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i've completed 70% of my literature poem. it's a hard time doing it okay? you see i have seven stanzas and i can't rhyme eight words. so how? i don't know why i'm doing seven stanzas. it's like caijia and siyun only did four stanzas. however, rebecca did fourteen stanzas. so long! i'm struggling to make sure that all the sequence of the syllabus must be the same, the words at the end must rhyme, and she did fourteen stanzas! i'm stuck here with all these rules now. i think i'm going to bring this poem to camp and get help from my teammates =).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i have to rush both you jin and xi you ji in four days. and during these four days, three of it i have camp and the other day i have training. how am i going to finish it? damn. so let's see how many homework i'm left with. haha. i'm going to do it many many times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1. reader's digest may&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2. reader's digest june&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3. science workbook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4. youjin book review&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5. xi you ji book review&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6. higher mother tongue internet quiz (sharon just reminded me) (my textbook left in school so i couldn't do, until camp breaks. oh what the hell)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;# editing of my composition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;# editing of my poem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tough. tough. tough!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-22088717.post-115062146363535793</id><published>2006-06-18T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T05:44:16.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;wow. finally completed my composition - the day that changed my life. 1000 words seemed so little but alot. i am afraid to make silly mistakes too. so can somebody help me edit my composition? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i'm left with:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1. reader's digest may&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;2. reader's digest june&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;3. animal farm poem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;4. you jin book review&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;5. xi you ji book review&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;6. higher mother tongue internet quiz (sharon just reminded me on19/6)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and maybe the editing of the composition bar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;at least i've done something. yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-115062146363535793?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/115062146363535793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=115062146363535793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115062146363535793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115062146363535793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-fathers-day-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-115052848461288180</id><published>2006-06-17T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T23:54:07.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;finally read finish oliver twist and i think that i wrote the wrong summary in my book review lar! i wonder if mrs ho did realise it because i bet oliver twist is quite common right? haha. she better not realise it. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;havn't start on my homework. let me see:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;- reader's digest may&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;- reader's digest june&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;- english composition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;- literature poem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;science theory workbook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- book review on xi you ji (project)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- book review on the you jin book (project)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- higher chinese internet quiz (sharon just reminded me on 19/6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;oh my god. if i havn't realise it,&lt;/span&gt; i wouldn't know i have so many homework untouched! although it's merely seven homework, but it's seven BIG homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i'm sick. i've down with flu and cough. i don't have the appetite to eat these few days too. oh shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-115052848461288180?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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-22088717.post-115047134532960526</id><published>2006-06-16T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T08:22:25.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;went to school for the rehearsal again but we cannot do much because some are not here and we don't have the props ready and i don't think we look good. haiz. anyway, this is the first time i felt that the potato maggi is so nice. and i ate 2 cups in a day. haha. jalyn said that according to a report on the newspaper, this is very healthy so most of the primary school sells this too. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;me, zhanyan, jalyn and kailin went to play in the rain. guess what? zhanyan got the wettest and it was damn wet. haha. both me and zhanyan spiked our fringe (my idea =)) and showed it to others and took a photo of it. haha. lame right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;on our way back, we are like fighting for a place under the umbrella because we don't want to get any wet liao. it's very funny if you did see it. haha. both kailin and me brought umbrella to school because ang mo kio was raining when we set out for school mar. so rachel and kailin shared kailin's umbrella while me, jalyn and zhanyan shared mine. as it's difficult for three people to share one umbrella, zhanyan and jalyn sometimes run to kailin's umbrella. lol. then there's one time whereby the rain gets really big, zhanyan just ran all the way without sheltering herself. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;went back home and slept all the way to 5.30 after eating. wah. when i woke up, i suddenly remember that my friday tuition resumes. however, was kind of fun today because we watched the xiang sheng. it's humourous in a way of lame. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-115047134532960526?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/115047134532960526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=115047134532960526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115047134532960526'/><link rel='self' 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but the problem now is that it is a long post lar! damn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;had to go school to rehearse for the english festival. i was reluctant to go because only the acting people must go for today and everybody in my class must go tomorrow. however, i did not regret going because i really had alot of fun! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;reach home at 2 and called caijia they all to ask where are they. caijia, eunice and daphne was about to leave kbox so i met them at somerset mrt to shop. however, they reached there so late that i looked like a retard standing down there playing with the games on my handphone for so long. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;we went to heeren and we was like fooling around (okay maybe only me). haha. but we joked around alot. trust me that it's fun. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;went to bugis after that and i finally ate takopachi! although that's not nicer than plaza singapura's, but i still ate it afterall. hees. next, we were indecisive whether to watch silent hill, the omen or runaway vacation. silent hill is n16 so we were thinking that whether we can smuggle in. even if we passed the ticket section, what about the entry section. we were be wasting our money then. so, we cancelled out silent hill and we was to choose between the omen and runaway vacation. however, runaway vacation is only available at 7.30 and 9.30 at night which was rather late. thus, we watch the omen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;okay now let me tell you about the omen. it's creepy, scary, and mysterious. get it? but it's nice, interesting and exciting though. so i've neutalised it and it is a nice movie. haha. crap. there's this one shocking scene whereby the mother had this dream of the devil appearing on the mirror. i was shocked by this all of a sudden and scream at a high peech sound. i look like a fool because later then i realised that i'm the only person screaming. oh what the hell. furthermore, i'm screaming at such a high peech please. i want to watch horror movie with vera and changqi because last time at the last day of mid-year examination, me, caijia, eunice, daphne, vera, changqi went to watch when a stranger calls and we were screaming like siao. i miss that and nobody will think that i'm a retard after all. lol. according to this "expert" here, i roughly know why they rated this show as one star only although it's nice. horror movies is hard to get alot of stars and that the ending of this movie is not what the audience want it to be. the audience thinks that it's a pity for the ending so they rated it as such. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;okay, this shopping trip was rather fruitless. i bought no clothes at all although i wanted to buy it! nothing just caught my attention. okay, maybe there's something but don't have my size lar. stupid. however, i had already decided on buying the purple wallet i'm eyeing. haha. i'm going to buy it from OG myuk because my mother have OG card. wahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;went home after watching the movie while eunice, cajia and daphne went to eat a pastamania. they had called their parents all long ago but when i knew that they were eating dinner outside, my mother had already cooked dinner. so too bad. while i was waiting for the mrt at the platform and thinking about the omen show, a guy suddenly tap my shoulder and ask (translated to english): "little girl, is this mrt going to toa pa yoh?" and i just nodded my head shockingly. later, this guy suddenly appeared from the other carraige while i was thinking about the omen again, standing right in front of me although his back is facing me, was alighting at novena. oh please. what the crap. why must he appear everytime when i am in deep thoughts of the omen? and why must he alight at my carraige when he board at the other? and why must he alight at novena when he ask for toa pa yoh? and why must he always scared me so much? freak (oh by the way, i said freak alot of times in the show. haha). when i was about to alight the mrt, a guy behind me suddenly growled like the dog in the movie. freak again. and when i was on my way back at the traffic light, and i glanced up to look at the sky, i saw one grey cloud which looks similar to the skull of the dead son. it's creepy lar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;overall, i must say it's fun (very fun), scary (the omen), and sad (i bought no clothes) today. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-115038515401302274?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/115038515401302274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=115038515401302274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115038515401302274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115038515401302274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/06/oh-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-115029874327259626</id><published>2006-06-14T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T08:25:43.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;i'm forced to do that but i will prove all of you wrong. =)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;things are just freaking me out. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;firstly, i hate taking bus at hougang bus interchange! i'm just looking like a fool being trick around by the bus. today, i wanted to chase after 165 but i stopped halfway as i havn't warm out then suddenly run. furthermore, i must run at my fullest speed to catch it lor. so too bad. later, i went to 165 and 132 bus stop and there goes 74 bus again! i mean the three stops are empty then suddenly 74 is going off with people alighting it! what the hell. alot of minutes went, when i saw 132 bus coming out of the parking lot, so i went to queue at 132 bus stop. yet, 165 reach first. thus, i thought i was tricked again and had to keep saying excuse me while making my way out of the queue and queue at 165 bus stop. i mean it is just beside each other but do you want me to climb over? it looks obscene. when i board 165 bus, 132 bus had just arrived. i look like a fool please. freak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;on my way back, at the corridor below my level, i walked pass some type of smoke. there's no people around me which means nobody is smoking! and i doubt there's somebody praying and the smoke just went! shoots! i mean the smoke is at my eye level and it's travelling in an horizontal direction so it cannot be from upper or lower level! EERIE! freak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;lastly, i just realise that there are rehearsal for the english festival tomorrow and i had to reject going out with caijia they all last minute. haiz. sorry guys. i didn't want it to happen too. but i don't know that i do have rehearsal. freak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;did you see the three freaks at the end of the previous three paragraphs? haha. that's what i'm feeling right now. dude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-115029874327259626?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/115029874327259626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=115029874327259626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115029874327259626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115029874327259626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-forced-to-do-that-but-i-will-prove.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-115018426860416073</id><published>2006-06-13T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T08:25:32.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;this post should be of full load of craps. so it's up to you whether you want to read it. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;first and foremost, i left 68 more pages to read finish oliver twist! haha. i had a very long time reading it. that's because i'm too lazy to read it although i'm quite interested in it. haha. well, i read it only when i'm at home, neither am i sleeping, nor am i using the computer - which is hardly. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;secondly, da chang jin is really in the fashion now lar. almost everybody watches da chang jin and i bet everybody knows that there's a show called da chang jin. haha. whenever you go out, if there's a place selling vcds, they would surely preview da chang jin show. right? lol. even deyi secondary school band is playing the da chang jin song. i knew it because my house is near it. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;next, there's a fire cropt up at the carpark near the market. i predicted the place due to the location. haha. HUGE smoke is spouting (is it the correct word to use?) and i can see them "flying" towards the sky, even higher than the buildings. lol. i can even smell the smoke. that's disgusting. i realised all this after i heard a LOUD siren of an amulance or fire drill (i don't know) or might be both. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;forthly, i helped my mother in preparing the ingredients for cooking. haha. i know i'm good. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;following next, i watched this show OPRAH on channel five before i went to tuition. it is highly recommended only if you are bored and want to watch some disgusting show. don't eat any food when you are watching too. it previews how messy and dirty (with maggots lying around, black toilet bowls, ants, animals' shit etc.) lying around in the one's house. ew. that's gross okay. however, the cleaning group helped the dirty owner to clean up his/her house into a nice and neat cosy home for one. it's a drastic change lor. the transformation: from a house which is in a totally gross stage to a house that everybody wants to live in (beautiful) without knowing that the house's history was of such a case. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;lastly, went to tuition and there's a replacing tuition teacher as the former tuition teacher did not came. so, this teacher was kind of interesting and funny. the way she makes jokes is so damn different then the former teacher. yah right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#00cccc;"&gt;so that's about it. my craps. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-115018426860416073?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/115018426860416073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=115018426860416073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115018426860416073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115018426860416073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/06/this-post-should-be-of-full-load-of.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-115011870054787490</id><published>2006-06-12T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T06:25:00.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;had training today in the afternoon. after training, our debrief with jian zhong seems to be like about ghost and policeman life stories. he told us what he had encountered with those ghost and also his life being a policeman. haha. it's interesting. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;so the uk people travelled to brunei, change flight to london, then change flight again to uk. so which means that at that time, i pointed to the correct airplane (on the board lar) that they are taking. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;once i reach home, i had to help my dad to rub his shoe with the black colour thing and polisher. not one pair but two pairs. ah. his going overseas for business. that's why. my hand is filled with the black colour thing and i used it to wash my face without realising it. it stinks! i quickly wash away all the black colour thing on my hand and wash my face hard. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;my eyes are pain! ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-115011870054787490?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/115011870054787490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=115011870054787490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115011870054787490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115011870054787490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/06/had-training-today-in-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-115001198812595502</id><published>2006-06-11T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T06:18:13.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;went to changi airport to send the people going to uk off. woots. it's just so fun! hees. we had lots of laughters there too. haha. i'm going to MISS &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all of&lt;/span&gt; YOU =)). blahs. buy for me gifts lar. haha&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; I WANT TO GO UK TOO! lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;anyway, went to eat mcdonalds as it is the cheapest among all of the fastfood restaurants. burger kind = $6+, swensens = $10+, mcdonalds = $4.10 student meal. haha. so there we go. it's in changi airport, so instead of $4, we had to pay $4.10 for the student meal. lame right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;went home straight though. i took 24 instead of mrt as i need to change 2 times. 24 just go straight to my home. hees. however, i'm so uneasy on it. not carsick of course. but nevermind. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;after persuading my mum to go shopping together, she finally agreed. haha. after a few minutes lar, not really very long. anyway, after some time, i felt so bored lar. frankly speaking, those clothes are not of my liking now. previously, i bought most of my clothes in the departmental store but not now. haha. my taste had change. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;on our way back, at ang mo kio mrt, we went to cheers to buy ice-cream! when my mum learnt about how much her ice-cream cost, she was damn shock and paid for it. guess how much is it? one magnum almond ice-cream cost $3! wa. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i was welcome home with a fall as i step onto the puddle of water with my socks. luckily, my dad grabbed hold of me. however, he held be so tightly that it almost caused an internal injury in me. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-115001198812595502?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/115001198812595502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=115001198812595502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115001198812595502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/115001198812595502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/06/went-to-changi-airport-to-send-people.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-114994617582103086</id><published>2006-06-10T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T06:29:35.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;i need to buy clothes. furthermore, it's the great singapore sale. how can i miss the chance? haha. going to changi airport tomorrow with the six of us. hope that we can buy somethings. hees. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;oh this post is so damn short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-114994617582103086?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/114994617582103086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=114994617582103086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/114994617582103086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/114994617582103086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-need-to-buy-clothes.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-114985037166764531</id><published>2006-06-09T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T03:52:51.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;if i never go out on that day, i will sleep for very long and even take a nap. which means that i can sleep in total of more than 12 hours a day if i never go out. haha, i'm tired and bored, that's why. i'm just wasting my holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;my shortest post ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-114985037166764531?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/114985037166764531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=114985037166764531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/114985037166764531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/114985037166764531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/06/if-i-never-go-out-on-that-day-i-will.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-114976320022024303</id><published>2006-06-08T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T07:51:24.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KHUI HUAY! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;i've just realised that i could not work under great stress and pressure. it's not that i don't want to do it nicely, but i don't know how to. i know the theory but can't practice it out. if i forced myself to remember this, i will forget to go for the ball. furthermore, i've now realised that you had put too high expectation on me. xu jiao lian appointed me as the libero not because i'm the best in dian-ing balls. i mean yes i did go on court, but libero doesn't always means the best in dian-ing balls you know? and now you expect me to dian the ball best among all. this statement caused me so much stress. argh. what happened to me. why is everything going chaos all of a sudden? it is not that my attitude towards training is crap. i can say that i pend for training more than some of them. yet you are the same as xu jiao lian as you both keep giving me those give up faces. that demoralised and depressed me alot and alot. what am i going to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;i continued my bad luck today too. haiz. what happened to me AGAIN? why is it that i cannot get rid of my bad luck and stop worrying so much? let me tell you the chain of unlucky events again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;1. i laughed at the mcdonalds in hougang mall so much so that the back part of my head banged against the wooden wall behind me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;2. seeing that 165, 132 and 74 place is filled with nobody but air, i do not know where to go (132 and 165 is at one end, while 74 is at the other end). therefore, i stood in the middle of the whole bus interchange with caijia and eunice. and here comes 132 but as there are no people boarding the bus, i do not know whether to chase it or not. it's only at the last few seconds, 132 is giving out signal to show that it's stopping, i chase after it. i was so close to the bus but the bus driver just won't stop for me. at this very moment, i saw 74 going don't know where. so i ran to the other end but didn't see the bus. haiz. it wasted so much of my energy. eunice and caijia even said that i was so pale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;3. in the end, i went to the 132 and 165 bus stop and saw that 2 74 bus had leave the interchange. argh. it's just my luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;4. i slept in the bus while dreaming of what had happened just now during the training. these problems had caused me to miss my stop by two stops, and i had to walk back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;5. i laid my head on my hand which caused more harm to my wrist &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;6. it also made my palm numb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ccff;"&gt;7. furthermore, every single one of the passengers can see how i look when i sleep. freak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;8. on my way back, i knocked against this man but i couldn't see his face properly. his face seems to be like swollen. ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;9. i walked along the bus stop and SUDDENLY this man stretched out his hand to stop the bus WHILE SITTING DOWN. so his hand hit my abdomen. freak lar. i was so pissed off and wondered to myself why i suddenly say sorry to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;10. i saw a primary school friend behind me. however, she wores eyeliner while wearing school uniform which looks like those malay ah lians. so i don't dare to say hi. luckily, i didn't talk to her before since young. hees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;so that's my 10 unlucky things. wa piang. i've accumulated 22 unlucky things in just TWO days. please unlucky spirits, let go of my poor life and stop disturbing me. i beg you =(.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;i tried to be happy and i really could be back to last time (whereby i was the craziest with zhanyan). however, those unhappy moments and problems just seemed to strangle my brain, not allowing me to be alone. i havn't been like this before. could someone lend me a hand and a shoulder? if these continues, i might get a schizophrenia soon. a bit of exxageration lar, but that's what i felt. better not. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-114976320022024303?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/114976320022024303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=114976320022024303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/114976320022024303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/114976320022024303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-birthday-khui-huay-ive-just.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-114967878108011524</id><published>2006-06-07T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T07:33:20.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;To me personally, today's an unlucky day. i'm sorry if i showed attitude towards any of you today, but i really did not mean it. let me tell you the chain of unlucky events that happend to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;the sequence is in time order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;1. i woke up at 11.55 while i had to report to school by 12.30. imagine how RUSH i was?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;2. my parents weren't in, so i don't know what food could i bring to school for myself to eat as i HAVN'T eaten a single thing. if my parents were there, maybe i could bring some snacks to school. it's not that i don't know how to make sandwiches for myself but i just don't have the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;3. there's a huge cardboard box in the lift, and other lifts just won't come. not wanting to take the lift, i had RAN down in total of 8 staircases to the void deck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;4. no matter how fast i ran, i think i missed both bus - 74 and 165. therefore, i waited MORE than 10 minutes for BOTH bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;5. the bus went SLOWLY as there are always people (not person) alighting and boarding the bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;6. i reached school at 12.40 and RAN up to eat my food which maggie and eunice had kindly bought for me. however, i HAVN'T eaten finish my waffle and had to start training. so, i left it in the locker (not wanting it to get hit by the ball). yet, i saw a LIZARD at the end of the training on the wall which resulted me not eating it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;7. there's a HOLE in the packet of the waffle. and so the waffle touched the floor which is full of DIRT and it's also the place where we always put our KNEEGAURD etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;8. when training starts, although i had good balls, i also had bad balls too. and the number of bad balls is alot. especially at the end of the training. haiz. what's wrong with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;9. at that point in time, my mood start to change DRASTICALLY. every bad ball (from the start of the training) leaves one mark in my heart. however (from that moment onwards), every bad ball leaves two mark in my heart. [it's a bit of exxageration but it seems that way] (the point in time is the time where i'm off-form)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;10. when i board the bus to head home, i COULD NOT find my wallet. i was so tramautised. luckily, when i found my wallet, the bus driver was not angry with me too. isn't he kind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;11. on my way back, i stepped on some weird insects. argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;this is my 11 continuous unlucky event that happened today, within that six short hours. which means in average, unlucky thing just happened to me every half and hour. wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i'm sad, angry.. everything which is negative and that is it. i felt like crying. tears warmed up my eyes but i told myself not to let them drop down. why am i feeling so down today? i could not understand what's wrong with me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;finally a long long post, but full of my bad mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;oh yah, my house is in quite a "bad mood" too. haha. the other computer (mine) is spoilt. two fans are spoilt. the iron board is spoilt. the washing machine is spoilt too. haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-114967878108011524?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/114967878108011524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=114967878108011524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/114967878108011524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/114967878108011524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/06/to-me-personally-todays-unlucky-day.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-114958534125743040</id><published>2006-06-06T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T07:46:41.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;had training today. i can say i'm on and off forms. haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;went to eat in yoshinoya after that and i changed from fainting into bloating. lol. havn't eaten in it for a long time. drooling. haha. but i miss TAKOPACHI too =). what else do i miss? alot alot. i'm just too greedy. haha. (craps =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;oh shoots. i havn't even touch any of my homeworkS. got to die sooner or later. but, do you think i have the mood to do? haha. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;went to training later and my teacher said that i had a loud voice again. woots! i'm loving it. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;oh yah, i saved the day twice =)! first, i saved THREE balls which is lying on the higher part f the sports hall. or stucked. incredibly three. haha. i also saved caijia's towel which was hung at the basket of the basketball board. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-114958534125743040?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/114958534125743040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=114958534125743040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/114958534125743040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/114958534125743040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/06/had-training-today.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-114951203224690778</id><published>2006-06-05T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T05:53:52.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm bored today as i've got nothing to do at home. i've got nothing much to blog either. the positive side of holiday is that you don't have to attend any of the lessons. yet, the negative part of it is that you seems to be like rotting at home yah? haha. therefore, i'm looking forward to the training tomorrow so that i can have more fun =).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh by the way, sorry for not going to 203's barbeque =(. i've had a humungous (okay lar, maybe abit of exagerration. haha) ulcer in my mouth, so much so that i cannot eat rice (it's of small particles then it will easily hurt the ulcer) and felt that my mouth was DEHYDRATING. sorry guys because even if i go to east coast park, i could not eat those barbequed food. it would be too heaty for me to recover as soon as possible. sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;short post again. short post - i'm doing nothing much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-114951203224690778?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/114951203224690778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=114951203224690778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/114951203224690778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/114951203224690778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-bored-today-as-ive-got-nothing-to_05.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-114939333380242587</id><published>2006-06-04T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T05:49:27.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;watched da chang jin yesterday night until 4.15 and i slept at around 5. you guys listen up. i'm not crazy about da chang jin show. it's just that my dad returned home at about 11 and started watching the vcd. thus, my mother and i joined in. however, we were not wanting to leave the excellent drama series. thus, we ended up watching until 4.15! haha. i've watched till the end. it's NICE, TOUCHING, FUNNY! woots! seriously, it's damn nice. i can watch the whole 70 episodes again! wahaha. by the way, don't think that we are so crazy to buy the vcd. we borrowed it from my aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;anyway, woke up today and i started playing with my dad's newly bought sony walkman (mp4 i think. i'm not quite sure). it's so COOL! haha. how i wish it's mine. sadly, i had one mp3 already. however, it's faulty! and i had lost the linkage wire too. haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;i hate the steamer (something like iron lar) in my house. very ma fun. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-114939333380242587?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/114939333380242587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=114939333380242587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/114939333380242587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/114939333380242587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/06/watched-da-chang-jin-yesterday-night.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-114933342968801382</id><published>2006-06-03T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T06:54:01.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;oh! now then i realised i'm that skinny. i measured my weight at maggie's house and it went - 41 kg. i guess i'm underweight. ahh! furthermore, dad bought two v3 watches. so i just took one and see. when he saw me taking it, he asked whether i wanted it or not. and i went trying the watch on my wrist. the watch looked monstrous on my wrist okay? haha. maybe that's abit extravagant (don't know how to spell). i wanted that watch as it's NICE and my dad would only buy BRANDED STUFFS (most probably. yup). haiz. therefore, i rejected it. and it was said that maybe he should give brother (er, that's unisex watch). but i wanted it to give my mom! although i didn't say anything. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;above all, people wanted to slim down while i want to get acceptable weight. haha. i don't want to get fat too!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;argh! when i went home from dinner, i fell down in the toilet! then my leg is like half-split. ah! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66cccc;"&gt;oh yah, another short post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-114933342968801382?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/114933342968801382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=114933342968801382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/114933342968801382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/114933342968801382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/06/oh-now-then-i-realised-im-that-skinny.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; Fairytale &amp;lt;  ^^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10824498549342943380</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-22088717.post-114924307775138940</id><published>2006-06-02T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T04:18:50.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I LOVE BA ZHANG - MY EVERYDAY DISH. lol. then it's nonya zhang. next, kee zhang so-so lar. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;oh. it's friday and it meant that one quarter of june holidays had GONE. sad. haiz. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;anyway, went for self training this morning and helped eunice in her class decoration (environment board). guess what, her part was only 1/6. haha. must divide until so exact der wor. lol. didn't manage to find the teacher today too. i wonder where she was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;went home at around 5. i thought i was slacking all the while lar. i'm serious. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;oh by the way, is my new haircut really that bad? all the requirements i had mentioned to the hairdresser is what everyone would describe my previous hairstyle. and now, that's the result. oh i'm mad! lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff00;"&gt;er. another short post too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22088717-114924307775138940?l=-my-story-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/feeds/114924307775138940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22088717&amp;postID=114924307775138940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/114924307775138940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22088717/posts/default/114924307775138940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-my-story-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-love-ba-zhang-my-everyday-dish.html' title=''/><author><name>&amp;gt; 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