<?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-8636023</id><updated>2011-12-02T00:32:39.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>val</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636023.post-6075750332839069344</id><published>2007-03-21T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T06:37:53.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cant really remember what happened in school today except for after training, B dropped by!&lt;br /&gt;I sure am glad to have a bestfriend like him!&lt;br /&gt;He was at Toa Payoh studying and was about to go home but he turned back.&lt;br /&gt;We went to Island Creamery for my favourite mudpie and reverso ice cream before i went back home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-6075750332839069344?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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be tuck in cos the skirt is bloody high (like at my stomache) plus i had to fold it a couple of times (as i've decided not to start a new trend).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school and the first thing we had was the Welcoming Ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;(Assembly with the band playing, Prayer, Scripture, Reflections, Passing of the flame which was quite funny cos the flame kind of got extinguished when the j2 representative wanted to take it from the main candle and pass it on to Mark Vincent , Singing of songs, Video for us, Brother Paul's address, Blessing of the College pins, Seniors helping us wear the pin and the Passing of the poster)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lessons for Chinese and (sadly im the MT rep cos if not i would have to be in the Class Cleanliness Commitee which sweeps the floor of the dirty classroom. I wanted to be the Religious/Ethnics rep though, cos its a slackers job) History (which i figured i got alot to catch up on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a class outing after school to Fareast (only Nicole, Jiaxin, Jasmaine, Nigel, Ellice, Ian, Daniel, Kenneth, Tim, Shaoren, Mark Vincent and Floyd went)&lt;br /&gt;Subway isnt really my love except their cookies but i forced half a footlong sandwich into my mouth after picking out half of the lettuce cos it was seriously too much.&lt;br /&gt;Daniel and Ian kept on showing me their magic card tricks which seriously gets me really stunned but when Crenshaw does his magic tricks...&lt;br /&gt;MY OH MY!&lt;br /&gt;ITS AMAZINGLY MESMERIZINGLY SPOOKY!&lt;br /&gt;He can like show me the card, put it in the deck and then pull out the card from his pocket!&lt;br /&gt;Or how about this!&lt;br /&gt;Tearing a card then fixing it back!&lt;br /&gt;I get to keep the card with my signature to remind me of the spookiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to ACJC to visit Emmsy, Jamiepok and B after that for awhile before dropping Emmsy off at Buona Vista and then gng with Jamiepok to Coffee Bean at Guthrie House.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did two summaries for History before leaving to go to Holland V to meet B again after his training.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had dinner at Coffee Club.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although there were my favourite Earl Grey Tea, Mushroom soup and Penne, i couldnt really finish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and I gave B my leftover gummies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay that sounds gross but nvm, he got guylian as a compensation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-2398384590775105717?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/2398384590775105717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=2398384590775105717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/2398384590775105717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/2398384590775105717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/03/today-it-took-me-quite-while-to-wear-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RgEw_KZwRwI/AAAAAAAAAqc/xRiLu6aakcw/s72-c/ac3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636023.post-6390329917379372430</id><published>2007-03-19T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T08:20:29.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rf6qGwIzlTI/AAAAAAAAAqU/sKVPFxyrkwA/s1600-h/SP_A0836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043655665679308082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rf6qGwIzlTI/AAAAAAAAAqU/sKVPFxyrkwA/s320/SP_A0836.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dig my toes into the sand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The ocean looks like a thousand diamonds strewn across a blue blanket&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I lean against the wind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pretend that I am weightless&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;And in this moment I am happy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish you were here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I lay my head into the sand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sky resembles a backlit canopy with holes punched in it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm counting UFO's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I signal them with my lighter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;And in this moment I am happy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish you were here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The world's a roller coaster and I am not strapped in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe I should hold with care but my hands are busy in the air&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-6390329917379372430?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/6390329917379372430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=6390329917379372430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/6390329917379372430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/6390329917379372430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-dig-my-toes-into-sand-ocean-looks.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rf6qGwIzlTI/AAAAAAAAAqU/sKVPFxyrkwA/s72-c/SP_A0836.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636023.post-5755771897307885959</id><published>2007-03-19T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T06:31:41.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rf6nHQIzlSI/AAAAAAAAAqM/n1YwjKGI-kA/s1600-h/SP_A1103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043652375734359330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rf6nHQIzlSI/AAAAAAAAAqM/n1YwjKGI-kA/s320/SP_A1103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rf6mywIzlRI/AAAAAAAAAqE/GQSvjg_2jIM/s1600-h/SP_A1102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043652023547041042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rf6mywIzlRI/AAAAAAAAAqE/GQSvjg_2jIM/s320/SP_A1102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Main things that happened today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Heavy rain which led to a drastic jam to school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Home Tutorial session which Miss Yoong wanted us to come up with a class flag and my class gave really funny suggestions like shark, eagle, crocodile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Dragon boating at Kallang. Sitting infront of Ian + Mark Vincent = SAVE ME. Haha. Seriously! Ian kept on using the bailing water thingy to throw water around and Mark was high which made him crazy and eventually fall off the boat. Plus Daniel was screaming like a girl. Too bad Bianca couldnt come though i know she would really loved too. Anyway, we didnt come in first for the race but at least we were tgt as a class saying cheers out loud, rocking the boat, doing the kallang wave etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. More games like some relay game, ultimate frisbee, floorball, dodge ball and captains ball and NO B I DIDNT HEAR YOU CALLING MY NAME WHEN YOU WERE WALKING TO TITI'S.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.B walked down from Titi's and we went to town tgt. And i couldnt help but laugh at his nose which he got cut from the Sevens and his hand which looks like he got abused by his parents. Anyway, we ate abit at Mos burger where B was being spastic playing with the burgers and then we went home.&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/8636023-5755771897307885959?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/5755771897307885959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=5755771897307885959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/5755771897307885959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/5755771897307885959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/03/main-things-that-happened-today-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rf6nHQIzlSI/AAAAAAAAAqM/n1YwjKGI-kA/s72-c/SP_A1103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636023.post-6026819351190868890</id><published>2007-03-18T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T06:04:08.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>/EDIT&lt;br /&gt;PICK UP LINE OF THE DAY(18/3/07) : Do you have a map? I just keep on getting lost in your eyes. -xinyi/serena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FHDtStw6i_U"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FHDtStw6i_U&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-6026819351190868890?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/6026819351190868890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=6026819351190868890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/6026819351190868890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/6026819351190868890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/03/edit-pick-up-line-of-day18307-do-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-4243563654908098931</id><published>2007-03-18T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T03:54:45.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043206257481323778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rf0RXwIzlQI/AAAAAAAAAp8/Styxcm_TN_U/s320/FamilyCNYJPG.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                   &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043204397760484594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rf0PrgIzlPI/AAAAAAAAAp0/Hs_NhnDR8ag/s320/SP_A1099.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rf0PeAIzlNI/AAAAAAAAApk/NaLcsXGEUp8/s1600-h/SP_A1087.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043204165832250578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rf0PeAIzlNI/AAAAAAAAApk/NaLcsXGEUp8/s320/SP_A1087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;For me to blog about today,would be really easy cos the only thing i did today was go to church in the morning and then took an afternoon nap which lasted for almost 6 hours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seriously wonder how i am gng to get through tonight cos i dont think ill be able to sleep then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway yesterday, i finally went out with my family for what seemed like 2437513213454 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, maybe not really but it has been a long time since we went out together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy dropped us at Cine then he left to get some work done so Mummy, Vee and i just walked around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We walked around Cine then decided to go to Centrepoint to see their new wing cos we havent even gone there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing much really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Except that we went into Blush and got pyjamas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were really cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so hungry that i went into Macs and got myself a nuggets meal and then stop to  realise that im quite sure that my one meat meal per day wont work out for that day cos we'll be eating dinner out and ill be bound to eat meat later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walked back to Cine and waited for Daddy to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He booked the 310 show for History Boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The show's rather funny only if you know how to catch their jokes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my parents and Vee were laughing away while i fell asleep for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But its a nice show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think Aktar, the Muslim but who's an Indian in the show is goodlooking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy thinks Dakin but its gross cos he reminds me of the Greece looking person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to visit Gramps at Bright Vision Hospital after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's in rehab there and it sucks to see him like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He only weighs like 40 now and he doesnt wna eat the hospital food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel bad that all i can do is help him peel off the skin of grapes and not even being able to talk to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that i had dinner at Serangoon Gardens and yes i ate oysters so it ruined my one meat meal per day diet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy had to collect money from the Hougang shop so we went there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mummy, Vee and I were so bored so i started taking random pictures of Vee and she found out and she was scolding me so that explains the picture that i uploaded with her only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then i remembered that Audsy said the dried beancurd tastes different so i decided to try it and yes i have to agree with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally Daddy was done after a long time and we went back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that roughy sums out my family day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/8636023-4243563654908098931?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/4243563654908098931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=4243563654908098931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/4243563654908098931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/4243563654908098931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/03/for-me-to-blog-about-todaywould-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rf0RXwIzlQI/AAAAAAAAAp8/Styxcm_TN_U/s72-c/FamilyCNYJPG.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636023.post-641834058123614145</id><published>2007-03-18T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T04:08:00.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>piong - anaphylactic said:&lt;br /&gt;HELLO SEE MY DP!!&lt;br /&gt;piong - anaphylactic said:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;piong - anaphylactic said:&lt;br /&gt;YOU WANT THE PHOTO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rf0MnQIzlLI/AAAAAAAAApU/EZCLIUYYweE/s1600-h/hughdp.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043201026211157170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 109px" height="123" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rf0MnQIzlLI/AAAAAAAAApU/EZCLIUYYweE/s320/hughdp.JPG" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;piong - anaphylactic says:&lt;br /&gt;I JUST WATCHED BRIDGET JONES' DIARY TOO!&lt;br /&gt;piong - anaphylactic says:&lt;br /&gt;THE SECOND ONE&lt;br /&gt;piong - anaphylactic says:&lt;br /&gt;but he's a insensitive prick in that one.. haha&lt;br /&gt;piong - anaphylactic says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA I HAVE THE PIRATED DVD!&lt;br /&gt;piong - anaphylactic says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU WANT TO BORROW??&lt;br /&gt;piong - anaphylactic says:&lt;br /&gt;I JUST FOUND IT LAST NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;piong - anaphylactic says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;piong - anaphylactic says:&lt;br /&gt;OK I BRING TOMORROW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i told her that she better put it in a cd case or something incase we both get caught then youknowho will get us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;piong - anaphylactic says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;piong - anaphylactic says:&lt;br /&gt;MUST MEH&lt;br /&gt;piong - anaphylactic says:&lt;br /&gt;OK OK&lt;br /&gt;piong - anaphylactic says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;piong - anaphylactic says:&lt;br /&gt;OK WE WILL FIND A TABLE&lt;br /&gt;piong - anaphylactic says:&lt;br /&gt;AND I WILL PASS IT TO YOU UNDERNEATH THE TABLE&lt;br /&gt;piong - anaphylactic says:&lt;br /&gt;OR WE COULD ALWAYS GO TO THE TOILET AND PASS EITHER OVER THE CUBICLE OR UNDER IT&lt;br /&gt;piong - anaphylactic says:&lt;br /&gt;AND OMG&lt;br /&gt;piong - anaphylactic says:&lt;br /&gt;YOUR UNIFORM&lt;br /&gt;piong - anaphylactic says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU LET THEM MEASURE?????????&lt;br /&gt;piong - anaphylactic says:&lt;br /&gt;THE WAIST IS LIKE CRUCIAL&lt;br /&gt;piong - anaphylactic says:&lt;br /&gt;THE LENGTH AT LEAST CAN ALTER!&lt;br /&gt;piong - anaphylactic says:&lt;br /&gt;mine is quite ok la.. a bit above the hip&lt;br /&gt;piong - anaphylactic says:&lt;br /&gt;I DIDN'T WANT TO LET THEM MEASURE/TOUCH ME AT ALL&lt;br /&gt;piong - anaphylactic says:&lt;br /&gt;so i just said i was buying for a friend&lt;br /&gt;piong - anaphylactic says:&lt;br /&gt;and gave the measurements&lt;br /&gt;piong - anaphylactic says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;piong - anaphylactic says:&lt;br /&gt;woizzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;piong - anaphylactic says:&lt;br /&gt;ok i have to go now&lt;br /&gt;piong - anaphylactic says:&lt;br /&gt;see la. ignore me&lt;br /&gt;piong - anaphylactic says:&lt;br /&gt;now you can't talk to me&lt;br /&gt;piong - anaphylactic says:&lt;br /&gt;cause i won't be here&lt;br /&gt;piong - anaphylactic says:&lt;br /&gt;BYE! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND THIS IS HOW CUTE PIONG IS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8636023-641834058123614145?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/641834058123614145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=641834058123614145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/641834058123614145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/641834058123614145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/03/piong-anaphylactic-said-hello-see-my-dp.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rf0MnQIzlLI/AAAAAAAAApU/EZCLIUYYweE/s72-c/hughdp.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636023.post-7690731412435821356</id><published>2007-03-17T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T11:27:07.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I woke up,went to take a hot shower, packed my bag and had a piping hot curry puff and ribena from my barney bottle before i left the house to meeet B.&lt;br /&gt;We went to Beauty World so that i could go get my uniform where i bumped into Carin, Phebe, Yilin and Yunsan.&lt;br /&gt;And yes its superbly janitor/bus conductor/factory worker!&lt;br /&gt;The worst part is that my skirt's high up at my stomach,the length of my skirt's long (but im gna start a new trend and not alter it) ,my shirt's really ultra big and you cant choose the size cos the shopkeeper picks it up for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that,we cabbed to Shaw Centre and headed to Bibi and Baba.&lt;br /&gt;B was nice enough to buy his house shirt and let me have the Bibi and Baba bag to put my school uniforms in it cos the plastic bag the Beauty world one gave me was this market one with lion heads.&lt;br /&gt;I met Ale and Joy there and they are really a hilarious duo.&lt;br /&gt;My conversation with them has neverending laughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to Wheelock's Coffee Bean to study again.&lt;br /&gt;I had a nice cup of The Ultimate Ice Blended to keep me awake.&lt;br /&gt;Did i tell you that my ipod died on me in a way that all the songs were gone?&lt;br /&gt;And it kind of sucked cos B forgot to bring his ipod too that day so we were without songs and it was quite hard to study that way.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, i managed to finish one math tutorial on Mathematical Induction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We attempted to shop.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted this gold blouse from Pull n Bear but they didnt have my size so in the end, B got a shirt from there.&lt;br /&gt;We queued up for a box of octopus tako paochi before walking to Far east.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audsy came to meet me after that then we cabbed to Holland V for the khakis outing!&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Chachacha was really yummy.&lt;br /&gt;Tortilla chips with salsa sauce and a set of Caldillo!&lt;br /&gt;And for once we actually had too much change than expected so we decided to use it for dessert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to Haagen Daz for a fondue.&lt;br /&gt;Sinful but heavenly.&lt;br /&gt;We sat there catching up with each other and taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh did i mention that there was this super werid waitor over there?&lt;br /&gt;We were taking a funny pose and Audsy made one and he went "whoa,shot of the night eh" and pointed to her.&lt;br /&gt;Then when Emmsy, Len and I was taking a picture, he purposely went to push Emmsy's hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night ended with a usual group hug and we promised to meet up soon with our jc uniforms.&lt;br /&gt;It will all be different!&lt;br /&gt;Blue, Brown and White!&lt;br /&gt;But ill miss them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am I dead, Angel? Cause this must be heaven&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you lost ma'am? Because heaven is a long way from here- xinyi/serena&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;is your name homework? can i do you on the table?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was your father a thief? 'Cause someone stole the stars from the sky and put them in your eyes. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I may not be the best looking guy here, but I'm the only one talking to you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think you got booked cause you got fine writen all over you- gerald&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-7690731412435821356?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/7690731412435821356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=7690731412435821356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/7690731412435821356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/7690731412435821356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-woke-upwent-to-take-hot-shower-packed.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-3655111441606254790</id><published>2007-03-17T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T10:27:27.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042552975775732866" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rfq8JgIzk-I/AAAAAAAAAns/gRM2PBy3jOA/s320/SP_A1081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8636023-3655111441606254790?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/3655111441606254790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=3655111441606254790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/3655111441606254790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/3655111441606254790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rfq_NwIzlII/AAAAAAAAAo8/wxTGr3Pu8ds/s72-c/hv2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636023.post-2117173575950839074</id><published>2007-03-15T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T05:44:56.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfkIDgIzk7I/AAAAAAAAAnU/eNsPGAC4T-o/s1600-h/SP_A1054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042070114077479858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfkIDgIzk7I/AAAAAAAAAnU/eNsPGAC4T-o/s320/SP_A1054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vee came into my room and asked me whether she could borrow my crocs for work and it was then when i woke up,realising that it was only 9.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wished i could sleep late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been waking up around this time the past few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today i didnt go for training.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had an appointment. ("dental")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was supposed to go buy my uniform but daddy told me to buy tmr cos the fan guy came in reinstall the fan in daddy's room which blade dropped off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was in my room,attempting to do up summation but it was so noisy that i couldnt concentrate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon enough, i cabbed to PS to meet B instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We caught Stomp the Yard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dance moves are really really really really really DA BOMB YAO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the show,we went to lovely DP and i got this top with puffy sleeves (not really my type) but the ice cream on the shirt looked really really goood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took a train to Orchard and walked around somemore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Forever21 to go find that floral top which i wanted but it wasnt there anymore!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, Len's yellow polka dot dress is still there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall go tell her now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B got a blue stipe tee from Topman which made me realise something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didnt know Topman had a xs size for guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We walked to Taka for Crystal Jade cos B wanted to eat porridge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had my meat meal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hagau,Seafood Horfun and the yummy hot and spicy soup(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to collect something from Wisma before walking through Wheelock and stopping by Paperchase again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paperchase has our matching waterbottle now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And new pencil cases which i like (the jeans,shirt,handbag one)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like getting it but B just got me one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we were about to walk out of Wheelock when we bumped into Sheryl and talked to her for a little bit while we were at the bustop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then this group of ITE boys were like: "Girl! Your friend ah!" (seeing this person waving to us from the bus)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But actually it so happened the person was waving to B.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B waved back but actually,he doesnt even know who's that person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We walked from Buona Vista then we got a cab to go to ACJC before i took the cab home and now here i am trying to do summation but i dont think im able to so ill just go make myself a cup of ribena then take a nap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-2117173575950839074?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/2117173575950839074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=2117173575950839074' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/2117173575950839074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/2117173575950839074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/03/vee-came-into-my-room-and-asked-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfkIDgIzk7I/AAAAAAAAAnU/eNsPGAC4T-o/s72-c/SP_A1054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636023.post-3301004562221906601</id><published>2007-03-14T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T05:39:17.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;MORE PICTURES OF MY STUDYDATE WITH EMMSY:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfgYZgIzk5I/AAAAAAAAAnE/yG9VTAw8oCM/s1600-h/untitled11.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041806609243935634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfgYZgIzk5I/AAAAAAAAAnE/yG9VTAw8oCM/s320/untitled11.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfgXsgIzk4I/AAAAAAAAAm8/VBnu2Jholws/s1600-h/untitled10.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041805836149822338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfgXsgIzk4I/AAAAAAAAAm8/VBnu2Jholws/s320/untitled10.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfgWjwIzk3I/AAAAAAAAAm0/j1Ef5By5O8E/s1600-h/untitled9.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041804586314339186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfgWjwIzk3I/AAAAAAAAAm0/j1Ef5By5O8E/s320/untitled9.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfgUmgIzk0I/AAAAAAAAAmc/jc_qbAmBqYQ/s1600-h/untitled6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041802434535723842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfgUmgIzk0I/AAAAAAAAAmc/jc_qbAmBqYQ/s320/untitled6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfgUGQIzkzI/AAAAAAAAAmU/dS1nn36KNBA/s1600-h/untitled5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041801880484942642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfgUGQIzkzI/AAAAAAAAAmU/dS1nn36KNBA/s320/untitled5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfgTVQIzkyI/AAAAAAAAAmM/bZ5HUje_lGA/s1600-h/untitled4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041801038671352610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfgTVQIzkyI/AAAAAAAAAmM/bZ5HUje_lGA/s320/untitled4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041798818173260546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfgRUAIzkwI/AAAAAAAAAl8/zO3IVM2Sz5s/s320/untitled2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfgQygIzkvI/AAAAAAAAAl0/ci1H0A6-X1Y/s1600-h/untitled1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041798242647642866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfgQygIzkvI/AAAAAAAAAl0/ci1H0A6-X1Y/s320/untitled1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-3301004562221906601?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/3301004562221906601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=3301004562221906601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/3301004562221906601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/3301004562221906601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/03/to-show-my-love-for-emmsy.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfgYZgIzk5I/AAAAAAAAAnE/yG9VTAw8oCM/s72-c/untitled11.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636023.post-7404065350176420453</id><published>2007-03-14T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T08:59:02.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfgHEgIzkuI/AAAAAAAAAls/oo5jIXLmDDE/s1600-h/untitled1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041787556769010402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfgHEgIzkuI/AAAAAAAAAls/oo5jIXLmDDE/s320/untitled1.bmp" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hugh Grant, blessed with the middle names John and Mungo, was born in London on September 9th, 1960.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before this, his efforts onstage had only served to bring about his greatest humiliation. During a school play, he was called upon to sing If They Could See Me Now, but came in way out-of-key, having to stop and start again. He still recalls the laughing, and the pointing. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You guys may think he's embarrassing but i dont think so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 Good Traits about Hugh John Mungo Grant that you can learn from this small excerpt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Cool( he has damn nice middle names)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Hot (considering the fact that he is the same age as my daddy but yet still hot)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.Determined (for not stopping even though he sang out of tune)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.Courageous (for not stopping even though he sang out of tune)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.Talented (cos right now he can act and yet sing!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, you can copy this cos I WANT TO SPREAD THE HUGH JOHN MUNGO GRANT LOVE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JOIN THE FAN CLUB WHICH PIONG AND I ARE GOING TO SET.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE GRAND OPENING OF OUR CLUB WOULD BE 9 SEPT, HIS BIRTHDAY(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway i shall write a brief outline of what i did today cos i havent done any work and i must!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Hockey training which was a killer and made me have a loose right knee (15 rounds round Delta Complex is no joke)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Meeting B, his mummy who makes lovely muffins and the other cat which i think is much more lovely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;(With hands on shoulders) Oh, those are shoulder blades, I thought they were wings. -xinyi/serena&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-7404065350176420453?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/7404065350176420453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=7404065350176420453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/7404065350176420453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/7404065350176420453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/03/hugh-grant-blessed-with-middle-names.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfgHEgIzkuI/AAAAAAAAAls/oo5jIXLmDDE/s72-c/untitled1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636023.post-8527432894766080937</id><published>2007-03-14T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T09:29:04.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Self Reminder:&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;s&gt;Partial Fractions&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;s&gt;Binomial Expansion&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;s&gt;APGP&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Summation&lt;br /&gt;5.Mathematical Induction&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;s&gt;Econs Package 1&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Econs Package 2&lt;br /&gt;8.History Homework (mindmap and the other worksheet)&lt;br /&gt;9.Read up on History&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-8527432894766080937?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/8527432894766080937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=8527432894766080937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/8527432894766080937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rfax2wIzknI/AAAAAAAAAk0/SqtVRKhWx7Q/s320/SP_A1050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rfaw4wIzkmI/AAAAAAAAAks/oM3_4KjJm34/s1600-h/SP_A1049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041411321928847970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rfaw4wIzkmI/AAAAAAAAAks/oM3_4KjJm34/s320/SP_A1049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfZhAwIzklI/AAAAAAAAAkk/fttUogzGGSs/s1600-h/SP_A1044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041323498437579346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfZhAwIzklI/AAAAAAAAAkk/fttUogzGGSs/s320/SP_A1044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041322686688760386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfZgRgIzkkI/AAAAAAAAAkc/xFMV_X8sjAM/s320/SP_A1043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfZgFwIzkjI/AAAAAAAAAkU/S79XqfGqxBg/s1600-h/SP_A1041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041322484825297458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfZgFwIzkjI/AAAAAAAAAkU/S79XqfGqxBg/s320/SP_A1041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emmsy and I went to Holland V tgt to meet Len at about 9-ish in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met Len with Kristi and Kathi at Crystal Jade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The waitress made us wait saying that there will be a table soon when in the end there wasnt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She wasted our time so in the end, we went to Holland V Market to eat breakfast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had some beehoon thingy with vege and i ruined my vegetarian diet cos i ate a taiwan sausage so i conclude that i shall be on a vegefruitarian meat only allowed in one meal diet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and did i mention this stupid fly landed on my chinchow drink so i couldnt drink it anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Len,Kristi and Kathi went back to Intl for their econs lesson so Emmsy and I went to Wheelock to study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooh i saw Sheryl!&lt;br /&gt;She was gng to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we dropped our bags at Coffee Bean and i went to get myself a cup of mocha ice blended and took out my ipod and was about to start work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was a wrong move cos when Emmsy saw my ipod case, we just started talking about Paperchase and she wanted to go there so she went into Borders while I just started on my work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She wanted to get a pencil case so she came out to get her wallet and i ended up following her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's such a distraction right!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I AM KIDDING EMMSY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went into Borders and my eye caught sight of this french fries organiser and a stripe one which matched with my present pencil case so i decided to get it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to get the stripe file too but Emmsy stopped me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like her pencil case now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its lovely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went back to do our work.&lt;br /&gt;I ended up completing those questions i knew how to do from Binomial Expansion and 10 questions of APGP before we decided to stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went into the toilet and we bumped into someone which i shant name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's call her rat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rat had damn damn curly permed hair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Len called and we were to meet her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met her at Apple and i went in cos i wanted to look for some accessory but didnt get it in the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to pay Sheryl a visit at Fish &amp; Co.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was working at Simple Life and her uniform looks like she's living in a Kampong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we walked around somemore before we went over to Shaw Centre so that Emmsy could go try her uniform at Bibi and Baba.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, the people who were mostly at Bibi and Baba were AC people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus they only had one sample there so you have to wait like forever before its your turn to like try on the uniform.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were laughing at Emmsy when she tried on her uniform.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She looked like a princess wearing a long blue gown with pleats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to Wisma after that to look around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Len is really a polka dot maniac.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She wanted to buy this polka dot dress but couldnt decide on whether she wanted blue or yellow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to get this silky floral blouse from Forever 21, this lovely pair of Lacoste shoe but sadly, its a size 9 and thats the last pair, the lovely red bag from Mango and the white shoes from Mango.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But in the end, guess what i got?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOTHING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met up with Dom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we were at Topshop, we bumped into Phebe(:(:(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently she had her class outing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to Food Republic for lunch?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever it was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had my cold cheng teng while emmsy had some mango pudding thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dom ate my favourite beef noodles but i was trying my best to not eat that cos i already ate meat in the morning and i wanted to keep up with my vegefruitarian, meat only allowed in one meal diet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Len was behaving like a barbie.(Len doesnt want me to call her a pig so i shall use the word barbie)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She went to Toastbox and ordered two plates of bread and they were sinful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pork floss and peanut butter):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We met Ashley while we were leaving Food Republic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walked to Far East after that and bumped into my dear old Wareeeee(:(:(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Len and Dom left after that and Emmsy accompanied me to go meet Daniel to collect my history notes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It so happened that he saw me walking past so i went to Mc cafe to collect my notes from him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw Ian and Shaoren there tooo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know what, i think my classmates are rather friendly people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to Far East to cut my hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walked around trying to find some place to get rid of those awful chunk of hair covering my eyes and blocking my view.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Managed to find one in the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After which Emmsy and I headed home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took many spastic pictures on the way back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually today mostly all the pictures are in Emmsy's camera so i have to wait for her to get back before i can "STEAL" it from her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told Emmsy that when i get home i will run,attempt to paint my toe nails(this sounds totally airheaded) and do my homework.&lt;br /&gt;She thinks that i wont run but guess what!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didnt do anything on my list except for the run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was suppposed to go running with Xinyi/Serena and Farni so i ran all the way to the nature reserve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xinyi was there already so we spent our time stepping on mimosa,talking and trying to spot Farni who hasnt arrive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After waiting for so long we then decided to walk back to my house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way back, Xinyi/Serena kept on jumping over those whatever you call that thingy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, Farni called and she apparently said she waited for us for 30 minutes so we walked to her house and guess what!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently,there was some miscommunication cos she was waiting at the wrong bustop so we couldnt find her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was drizzling already and i had to head over to Granny's so i left them and two of them ran running again after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay i think i better continue copying out the extra notes on my own history notes and then keep away the oranges cos i am eating too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;somebody needs to write explosive on you, because you are the bomb! -xinyi/serena&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8636023-6539508823302475969?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/6539508823302475969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=6539508823302475969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/6539508823302475969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/6539508823302475969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/03/emmsy-and-i-went-to-holland-v-tgt-to.html' 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Binomial.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to attempt doing my history homework but i dont really understand the question so i kind of gave up and decided to do math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i woke up at 815 realising that i was late for school.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go for bridging lessons, Math and History.&lt;br /&gt;So i looked out for a cab to see the taxi number to call and i called the green cab and i was busily waiting and trying my best to look out for a green cab when this big boxy white one uturn to my side and asked me whether i called.&lt;br /&gt;I said yes and went to double check whether the place was CJC and my name before i got in.&lt;br /&gt;It felt kind of werid sitting all by myself on this superly large cab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i reached school about 920 cos of the superly annoying jam at Thomson Road and decided to not go for Math lecture.&lt;br /&gt;Instead i went to the canteen with Phebe,Lavanya,Yilin and Yun San to eat but i managed to do some partial fraction questions too.&lt;br /&gt;Well, my vegetarian diet didnt work out cos the vegetarian store was close so i forced myself to eat the chicken katsu don.&lt;br /&gt;At least it had seaweed so i dont feel so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only Daniel,Ian,Natalie and Timothy went for the history lecture from my class.&lt;br /&gt;I waited for them to get their uniforms and then we went to the wrong lt so we had to walk to the other one.&lt;br /&gt;History lecture wasnt too bad.&lt;br /&gt;I must say CJ's lecturers and notes are good.&lt;br /&gt;Though History is tough and im unable to do my hw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet Jamiepok and Josh11 at kap after school to study.&lt;br /&gt;Managed to finish up my partial fractions tutorial again before i went to town to meet my og of pj o1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burger King for lunch which again spoilt my vege diet.&lt;br /&gt;Emaxed where we watch Crash and i left after that cos i was really sleepy and had tons of work to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gna play reversi with emmsy now and talk to ginnny(:&lt;br /&gt;I DO SO MISS YOU GIN BEANS!&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU SEE THIS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-5192439582846664954?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/5192439582846664954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=5192439582846664954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/5192439582846664954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/5192439582846664954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/03/sup-sup-sup.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-1686266483851943208</id><published>2007-03-11T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T10:04:24.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today i went to church cos keith told me to come and now i know why he told me to.&lt;br /&gt;Thats cos he was playing today.&lt;br /&gt;He gave me his guitar pick which was broken.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what im supposed to do with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had a sermon on generosity which i felt kind of bad cos i wasnt really listening and ended up gng to the toilet twice and talking to janjan.&lt;br /&gt;We talked about people's shoes (i concluded that i found amanda's green shoes are simply adorable) and bags (she says that a certain someone in my church has an aunty bag which i find rather cute).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that the WSCS was selling stuff so i went with nat and she got herself two pumpkin cakes.&lt;br /&gt;She thought that it was from daddy's but its actually aunty annie who made it.&lt;br /&gt;We went to Hall 4 to sit there and i caught up with her for a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was gng to leave church already so i called daddy to ask him where he was and apparently he went to chinatown so i just sat at the benches and waited and waited and waited and i waited for a total of 2 hours plus.&lt;br /&gt;During that two hours, i helped mummy at WSCS counting money and listening to B.&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to go for cell but i thought daddy was gna come so i sat outside and waited.&lt;br /&gt;Cell ended and i was still outside.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy came after what seemed a long time and we went to Sakuraya for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;I had some steamed salmon thingy with sake with lotus leave below.&lt;br /&gt;Unagu for mummy,farmer bento box thingy for vee and unagi tempura stuff for daddy.&lt;br /&gt;It took like 20 minutes to arrive and i looked quite loser waiting for the food by myself cos daddy went to his shop and mummy and vee walked around while waiting for the food to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Daddy's shop and i made myself useful by clearing some stuff for him.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy had to buy rice flour so he send mummy and me home first and i slept my afternoon away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played tic tac toe and minesweepers with Gerald Werald till 1-ish 2 this morning.&lt;br /&gt;He sucks at tic tac toe!&lt;br /&gt;I know his "sources" will tell him i said this but i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still thinking whether to go to cj tmr for bridging lessons.&lt;br /&gt;I guess i will if i can wake up.&lt;br /&gt;I dont think i can wake up though.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I shall go pack my bag now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-1686266483851943208?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/1686266483851943208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=1686266483851943208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/1686266483851943208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/1686266483851943208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/03/today-i-went-to-church-cos-keith-told.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-6174233834327878528</id><published>2007-03-10T10:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T10:23:42.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfL1cQIzkeI/AAAAAAAAAjs/hznrYXyb3Mk/s1600-h/SP_A1039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040360798698050018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfL1cQIzkeI/AAAAAAAAAjs/hznrYXyb3Mk/s320/SP_A1039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yueli with her lovely cross eyes! (you cant really see it clearly here though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfL1YQIzkdI/AAAAAAAAAjk/7zonz5--HJU/s1600-h/SP_A1038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040360729978573266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfL1YQIzkdI/AAAAAAAAAjk/7zonz5--HJU/s320/SP_A1038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yici/Lianci with her tissue prata and the sugar with ants in it! We had supper at Al Ameen which had terribly lousy service so good thing i ordered two drinks in advance cos i was really thirsty! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfL1RAIzkcI/AAAAAAAAAjc/z4ut6oQlNZU/s1600-h/SP_A1037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040360605424521666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfL1RAIzkcI/AAAAAAAAAjc/z4ut6oQlNZU/s320/SP_A1037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shuwen telling us about some person in ac. I should have taken a video instead. She was really hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfL1JwIzkbI/AAAAAAAAAjU/V6zy9NLa9-E/s1600-h/SP_A1030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040360480870470066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfL1JwIzkbI/AAAAAAAAAjU/V6zy9NLa9-E/s320/SP_A1030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yubin, Zee, Gerald with Arif who looks kind of scary behind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfL1GwIzkaI/AAAAAAAAAjM/ABBPYWCnrfs/s1600-h/SP_A1029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040360429330862498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfL1GwIzkaI/AAAAAAAAAjM/ABBPYWCnrfs/s320/SP_A1029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My lovely og mates, Waree, Yici and Lauradoor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfL1DwIzkZI/AAAAAAAAAjE/WmBnbzpkg4A/s1600-h/SP_A1028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040360377791254930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfL1DwIzkZI/AAAAAAAAAjE/WmBnbzpkg4A/s320/SP_A1028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Claire my grinish part!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfL0_wIzkYI/AAAAAAAAAi8/vxpD_UE6g7U/s1600-h/SP_A1026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040360309071778178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfL0_wIzkYI/AAAAAAAAAi8/vxpD_UE6g7U/s320/SP_A1026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ale whom i havent seen for ages and Joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfL08gIzkXI/AAAAAAAAAi0/4tJoCO5nklQ/s1600-h/SP_A1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040360253237203314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfL08gIzkXI/AAAAAAAAAi0/4tJoCO5nklQ/s320/SP_A1024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miss Jay! I still remember the Tamil Tigers Club! Ooh and check out PJ's O2 shirt! Its the green one! Their theme kind of reminds me of PJ cos its Pioneer Ignite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfL03AIzkWI/AAAAAAAAAis/l0xmnczex_g/s1600-h/SP_A1021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040360158747922786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfL03AIzkWI/AAAAAAAAAis/l0xmnczex_g/s320/SP_A1021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guess who! Prize is a Cola Lollipop if you guess correctly (this does not apply to Ginny who already knows)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfL0zgIzkVI/AAAAAAAAAik/0Gikb6mAj3c/s1600-h/SP_A1020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040360098618380626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfL0zgIzkVI/AAAAAAAAAik/0Gikb6mAj3c/s320/SP_A1020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gerald who says i look like i have tumour on my face and Ginny, my bestest classmate in PJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfL0pwIzkUI/AAAAAAAAAic/hyDvL5U4bQ4/s1600-h/SP_A1018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040359931114656066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfL0pwIzkUI/AAAAAAAAAic/hyDvL5U4bQ4/s320/SP_A1018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's my bestest classmate i love touching that made Gerald think im a les.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfL0mAIzkTI/AAAAAAAAAiU/k7YQEnFIuic/s1600-h/SP_A1017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040359866690146610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfL0mAIzkTI/AAAAAAAAAiU/k7YQEnFIuic/s320/SP_A1017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Xinyi/Serena, my touch rug pal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfL0hAIzkSI/AAAAAAAAAiM/n-ORU18LpZw/s1600-h/SP_A1016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040359780790800674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfL0hAIzkSI/AAAAAAAAAiM/n-ORU18LpZw/s320/SP_A1016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yueli, my artsy fartsy friend in ceramics class with cool colour contacts but she got caught by the DM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfL0cAIzkRI/AAAAAAAAAiE/x1x83AMCnQ4/s1600-h/SP_A1015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040359694891454738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfL0cAIzkRI/AAAAAAAAAiE/x1x83AMCnQ4/s320/SP_A1015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yici/Lianci with her coool new hairdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfL0XwIzkQI/AAAAAAAAAh8/XCpBOVwF7sg/s1600-h/SP_A1014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040359621877010690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfL0XwIzkQI/AAAAAAAAAh8/XCpBOVwF7sg/s320/SP_A1014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lauradooor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfL0SgIzkPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/19h6NpvFMH8/s1600-h/SP_A1013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040359531682697458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfL0SgIzkPI/AAAAAAAAAh0/19h6NpvFMH8/s320/SP_A1013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emmsy who's in ac now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfL0KgIzkOI/AAAAAAAAAhs/jPCKFcuEmAo/s1600-h/SP_A1012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040359394243743970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfL0KgIzkOI/AAAAAAAAAhs/jPCKFcuEmAo/s320/SP_A1012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pj's Orientation/Campfire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RfL1cQIzkeI/AAAAAAAAAjs/hznrYXyb3Mk/s72-c/SP_A1039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636023.post-8418457905878252946</id><published>2007-03-10T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T10:08:02.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I spent my day from morning till now at home reading the 5 sets of H2 Math notes given by PJ to refresh my mind, had breakfast (pancakes with cheese, what a gross combination), read blogs, caught up with len, cut my nails.&lt;br /&gt;It took me quite awhile to cut my nails.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wish my hair would grow as fast as the rate my nails grow!&lt;br /&gt;Okay i dont even know why im saying this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this is for people (like HEWSY) who wants to know how's CJ.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was actually House Night, the last day with my ig.&lt;br /&gt;We had the usual morning assembly with prayer and im kind of getting used to seeing the catholics do their father,son and the holy spirit thing.&lt;br /&gt;Afterwhich we had some admin stuff where we just paid for orientation shirt, dinner and house stuff.&lt;br /&gt;You know what!&lt;br /&gt;CJ's orientation fee is really cheap i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;11 Dollars.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me which jc can beat that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were to learn the House dance during the House meeting and i so was not in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;Im gng to let you guys have a feel of how it was like.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone close your eyes now.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine you are at the quadrangle at CJ under a blazing hot sun, mexican music's coming out of the speakers (but it was rather muffled), you see a group of people with their partners at their side doing random gun poses, walking around in the same repetitve moments, pretending to play banjos, rolling your hands etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;So i conclude the dance was _____&lt;br /&gt;Fill it in yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking to Police Academy (PA) was long and dready.&lt;br /&gt;It was like an army of blue walking over the overhead bridge, trying to avoid the puke on the bridge, to PA.&lt;br /&gt;But it was okay when i got there.&lt;br /&gt;Quite fun i guess, though i only played one game.&lt;br /&gt;You see Tushar, Randy and I didnt want to play the games cos we were not in the mood to get dirty so we formed the Vegetarian Club telling people we cannot play games associated with water and mud which was basically all the games..&lt;br /&gt;The first game was something like this, one of our ig member was stand behind the high wall and was in charge of throwing fish heads and squids over the wall.&lt;br /&gt;10 other members were to be holding a pail at the other side of the wall, waiting to catch the fish heads and squids.&lt;br /&gt;Then they were to carry the pail to the planks where Tara, Randy, Matthew and I were standing.&lt;br /&gt;We were to hold a cup with our mouth and they were to transfer the fishy water from one cup to another.&lt;br /&gt;It was gross.&lt;br /&gt;We didnt play the other games which was even gross.&lt;br /&gt;There was Oily Ball(something like captain ball just the ball was oily), No more tears (some game where everyone was to shampoo their hair and collect the foam on someone's body and we were to collect the most), some game where we had to roll on mud and floor and then to wipe our dirt on a mahjong paper and see which ig covers dirt on most of the paper,some game where we had to slide over a soapy mat and knock the ball to our ig leaders etc etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent my time taking care of my ig members' slippers and helping them paste plasters on their scratches but i found that a joy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tried tom yum seafood soup today during break and it was oh so damn fine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first bath time in CJ's gloomy blue toilet! It was rather grossed out for me cos i was barefooted and the floor was filled with grass. I bought the size L CJ shorts from the coop which was floating on my body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did the mass dance again. Tushar was my partner again and we tried videoing Joel but he found out. He said : "He doesnt trust me anymore!" HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was to be another House meeting which we( Yuhao,Jonathan,Joel,Jasmaine and me) just played bridge/taitee with Jasmaine's winnie the pooh cards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner was quite funny as i sat on a table which just makes me crack up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;House night was great. The opening acts of the facilitators were funny. We spent the rest of the night dancing away, cheering etc etc. Atmosphere was good with the auditorium decorated according to each house's genre. Tehjano won the best dance though i thought we were kind of messy. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday we started assembly later cos the posting of the classes came up abit too late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, the only person i know in my class would be Ellice and Jasmaine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My class is rather small.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About 14?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Compared to PJ, its smaller at least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We played some icebreakers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall try to recall my classmates name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ellice, Jasmaine, Natalie, Nicole, Bianca, Yong jun, Kenneth, Shaoren, Ian, Daniel, Timothy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those were the people who came to school on Friday at least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to my home room already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its like half the size of PJ's classroom and rather dirty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Home Tutorial Teacher made some people clear the classroom and no offence but she's rather ______.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You imagine her yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;70s clothes with geeky specs and short hair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had games to bond our class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My class is rather united i must say cos they were tgt for the first intake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are rather initative too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quite nice maybe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CCA selection trials in the afternoon under the hot sun made me grouchy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Warm ups, Four rounds the track, Drills, Cool down, Three rounds round the track, Training on wed and thurs at 11 at delta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to drop by Rockafella but i couldnt cos i had to send B off at the airport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bus-ed down to town and apparently it is true!&lt;br /&gt;Its quite fast, 10 minutes!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I walked from taka to paragon to heeren finally to get something for him to send him off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Settled for a rugby ball from Cantebury.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B picked me from Paragon's taxi stand then we went to Changi Airport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to Terminal 1 to meet the rest but he couldnt drop his luggage somewhere so we ended up bringing it along with us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took a sky train to Terminal 2, ate at BK before gng to the viewing mall but it was rather small so we took a sky train back to Terminal 1 again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walked around, heading to the viewing mall before bumping to his friends again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He knocked down a sign while dragging his luggage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember talking about Pulau Ubin and he said something really really funny: "Do you need a passport to go to Pulau Ubin?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We watched airplanes fly past before we had to go down cos he needed to meet Shahir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to the Fairprice below to get some groceries(chocolates,chips,water) before realising that there's BK at Terminal 1 too so Shahir got his dinner from there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went up to Row 10 again, met Jonah then they had to check in and i think B's coach,Lincoln is really funny but scary, his teacher in charge and another coach(in black)are scary too and as for the chinese teacher in charge)neutral.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said bye to him and then i cabbed back home and guess what, i overslept and landed somewhere in cashew but it took me awhile to realise where was i.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;EDIT/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just came back from PJ's orientation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ill let the pictures do the talking in my next entry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was sheer joy meeting back old friends!&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/8636023-8418457905878252946?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/8418457905878252946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=8418457905878252946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/8418457905878252946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/8418457905878252946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-spent-my-day-from-morning-till-now-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-6948230835145635883</id><published>2007-03-08T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T07:26:20.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-Morning Assembly&lt;br /&gt;-Admin stuff&lt;br /&gt;-House Meeting ( learnt the house dance under the hot sun)&lt;br /&gt;-Police Academy ( which was rather fun though i only played one game. their games were rather innovative i guess. i sat out with randy and tushar and i must say i got to know some people in my ig better today. e.g. jonathan. one thing i learnt was that he's crazy when he's dirty.)&lt;br /&gt;-Break (tried tom yum seafood soup today and it was fine)&lt;br /&gt;-Bath time (wearing the cj shorts i bought from co-op which floated on my body)&lt;br /&gt;-Mass dance (tried videoing Joel but he found out)&lt;br /&gt;-House Meeting (which we just played bridge/taitee)&lt;br /&gt;-Dinner (sat at a table with really funny people)&lt;br /&gt;-House night( which tehjano won the best dance which was so supposed to be a nono)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry this is rather abrupt but thats cos i need to sleep now so i shall elaborate more next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-6948230835145635883?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/6948230835145635883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=6948230835145635883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/6948230835145635883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/6948230835145635883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/03/morning-assembly-admin-stuff-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-686849426749591249</id><published>2007-03-07T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T06:07:47.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;THIS IS TO ALL THOSE DYING TO KNOW HOW WAS CJ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my first time in 5 months setting out of the house when the sky was pitch dark.&lt;br /&gt;I met up with some of the mg girls (elys, rach, rachel lok, laur, cherie, ianthe, jasvir, kimo, nureen) at the staircase before assembly started.&lt;br /&gt;I guess there's always something different from each school.&lt;br /&gt;As CJ is a catholic school, they had their morning prayers doing the father, son and the holy spirit thingy and i guess it was something different than mg where we had just devotions and pj when they had college creed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a subject talk which was okay.&lt;br /&gt;Not as boring as the pj's first orientation one i guess.&lt;br /&gt;CJ doesnt offer art so i was so tempted to take China Studies in English (CSE)&lt;br /&gt;I think its cool and it will help you in the future cos China will be a really powerful country and soon all you people must go there to work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had subject registration course after that.&lt;br /&gt;I took Math, Econs, History and Lit as H1 in the end.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully ill get that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had break which i wanted to buy from Noodle King but the queue was bloody long so i settled for a chicken macaroni which was great too.&lt;br /&gt;I must say CJ's food is so much better than Pj's but i think Pj's cafe is good.&lt;br /&gt;Talked to Phebe(:&lt;br /&gt;We were bitching about the bitches!&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Icebreakers were next.&lt;br /&gt;Double wacko, which i got to know Gareth.&lt;br /&gt;Some other game which i got to know Tara, Kimberly, Sophiana and Joel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mass dance didnt really make us sweaty cos the hall was airconditioned.&lt;br /&gt;My partner was Tusha.&lt;br /&gt;Tusha is way coool.&lt;br /&gt;I think he can dance.&lt;br /&gt;We were making fun of  Tara and Effirin and Kimberly and Joel.&lt;br /&gt;Cj's mass dance is rather clubbish to me.&lt;br /&gt;Compared to Pj, its more upbeat.&lt;br /&gt;I dont quite get the steps cos its complicated to me but i have Tusha as my teacher!&lt;br /&gt;He's the man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another break which i managed to talk to piong who managed to eat from Noodle King and Rach and Elys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rotation games was next.&lt;br /&gt;We played some marble game which my ig paired with rachel lok's and we cheated.&lt;br /&gt;We were about to play the egg game but there was no time so we went for our house meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im in Tehjano!&lt;br /&gt;Some mexican house.&lt;br /&gt;Elys loves the teh cheer but i do not wish to comment about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School ended at 315.&lt;br /&gt;I met some pj people there like phebe, lavanya, weehowie, bronson, jonathan who crashed pj but now is in pj etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rushed to pj with rachel lok, laur and weehowie for my interview with the principal.&lt;br /&gt;You see, my parents made me appeal to pj and i was called up for an interview.&lt;br /&gt;The principal accepted me on the grounds that i was there first two months.&lt;br /&gt;So now im technically a cj yet a pj student.&lt;br /&gt;My parents wanted me to go pj but now they let me decide and im in a dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;I tried weighing out the pros and cons but i still am not sure so i havent hand in my withdrawal form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i stepped into pj, it made me feel at home and should i say high?&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least thats what Weikwang said i looked like when i saw him.&lt;br /&gt;I met familiar faces like 07a04, the lovely class which i was in and most of them are still there.&lt;br /&gt;Ginny, Chairman, Weikwang, Sarah, Angeline, Amanda, Chris&lt;br /&gt;Og mates, Eshwaree who appealed back too and junming who's an ogl!&lt;br /&gt;Touch rugby mates, xinyi, rathi!&lt;br /&gt;Hillview gang, Farni and yueli!&lt;br /&gt;I cant believed i did the mass dance with them, but i did.&lt;br /&gt;I stayed for the opening performance and talked abit to Mr Ching and Chris about the different colleges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill make my decision on 14 March.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-686849426749591249?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/686849426749591249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=686849426749591249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/686849426749591249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/686849426749591249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-is-to-all-those-dying-to-know-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-800831270578338638</id><published>2007-03-06T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T02:05:47.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tmr ill be in a different school. No more sitting at the cafe area waiting for all the other mg girls to congregate before gng for assembly at the parade square, no more skipping chinese for basketball, no more sitting around in the cafe area playing bridge with the bridge club, no more touch, no more hiding in g1-60 to play mahjong... In other words, no more pj. And no its not ac. Its gng to be cj for me! Unless my appeal gets through then i may be gng to ac or pj but for now. IM GNG TO LIKE BLUE THOUGH ITS SO NOT MY COLOUR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-800831270578338638?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/800831270578338638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=800831270578338638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/800831270578338638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/800831270578338638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/03/tmr-ill-be-in-different-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-555123147815642479</id><published>2007-03-05T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T03:09:05.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Revz9io8NLI/AAAAAAAAAhU/N1QbNj3H7yw/s1600-h/SP_A0972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038388846740124850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Revz9io8NLI/AAAAAAAAAhU/N1QbNj3H7yw/s320/SP_A0972.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; B whom i met up with the past four days consequtively. Friday, when we played pool with AUDSY. haha. Yes i know this sound really lianish but we played at Meridien before we went to Zhenwen's birthday party where i got so many mosquito bites. Saturday, when i went to his house for lunch and i think his mommy is so pretty although she kept on calling me by my chinese name and his brother, brandon whose really funny before we went to suntec for the career fair which was boring? so we went to Bakerzin for tea. Sunday, when i went for the second service with him and that was when Prilaa and Hewsy claimed that they were calling me but i couldnt hear. Had NYDC for lunch before we went to watch the sneaks for Music and Lyrics which is a really good show to me! Go listen to the song Way back into Love. Its simply beautiful! Dinner together with my parents at makan sutra guttons bay after that which was luckily not so awkward. I went to vivo later with my parents and just wasted time walking around while waiting for Vee to finish work. Ended up getting a top from Forever 21 and studied abit of econs at Carls' Junior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Revz2So8NKI/AAAAAAAAAhM/zWQrvCBXGMc/s1600-h/SP_A0969.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038388722186073250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Revz2So8NKI/AAAAAAAAAhM/zWQrvCBXGMc/s320/SP_A0969.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The yummy sorbets at Bakerzin. Raspberry, Mango and Chocolate! Go try it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevzrSo8NJI/AAAAAAAAAhE/GE8bBKIufrw/s1600-h/SP_A0968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038388533207512210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevzrSo8NJI/AAAAAAAAAhE/GE8bBKIufrw/s320/SP_A0968.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I call this piece of work turnip on the soil! Its actually the potato salad at Bakerzin. I didnt like it cos it has skin with the potato! Can you see it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Revzkio8NII/AAAAAAAAAg8/FKWPEdtyQQI/s1600-h/SP_A0962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038388417243395202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Revzkio8NII/AAAAAAAAAg8/FKWPEdtyQQI/s320/SP_A0962.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;B's cat Kitty! He looks like he's breastfeeding it! Thats what he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevzZyo8NHI/AAAAAAAAAg0/7ByzY3V9ZN8/s1600-h/SP_A0961.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038388232559801458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevzZyo8NHI/AAAAAAAAAg0/7ByzY3V9ZN8/s320/SP_A0961.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kitty with its scary looking eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Revwiyo8NFI/AAAAAAAAAgk/XoRvlkXOAGw/s1600-h/SP_A0956.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038385088643740754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Revwiyo8NFI/AAAAAAAAAgk/XoRvlkXOAGw/s320/SP_A0956.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Audsy whom i met up with on Friday after what seemed a long time. We went to play pool tgt. I actually have a picture of her playing pool but i need to ask her for permission in case she kills me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Revwbio8NEI/AAAAAAAAAgc/k6ty3vgeG8w/s1600-h/SP_A0951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038384964089689154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Revwbio8NEI/AAAAAAAAAgc/k6ty3vgeG8w/s320/SP_A0951.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We(Prilaa, Laur, Audsy, Rachel, Ginny and I) caught Pursuit of Happyness which i think its a really sweet show but Audsy thinks its boring. Haha. Then we went to play Bridge at the basement of Cine again! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People/Things i will miss in PJ:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevwSyo8NDI/AAAAAAAAAgU/lJ5dv0PPduc/s1600-h/SP_A0949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038384813765833778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevwSyo8NDI/AAAAAAAAAgU/lJ5dv0PPduc/s320/SP_A0949.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Xinyi/Serena's class who is so onnnn! They even have a class shirt and booked a chalet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevwECo8NCI/AAAAAAAAAgM/ojjRX5OtDA8/s1600-h/SP_A0948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038384560362763298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevwECo8NCI/AAAAAAAAAgM/ojjRX5OtDA8/s320/SP_A0948.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caressa (Carebear) and Germs who is so so so skinnny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038385685644194914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevxFio8NGI/AAAAAAAAAgs/Cg37g5j7VPg/s320/Photo230.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chris who is really really really quiet!&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevvpCo8NAI/AAAAAAAAAf8/0B5a_fMsg_A/s1600-h/SP_A0947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038384096506295298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevvpCo8NAI/AAAAAAAAAf8/0B5a_fMsg_A/s320/SP_A0947.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Royceyyyyy the cutest thing alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Revvcio8M_I/AAAAAAAAAf0/IjJ-An_m7f4/s1600-h/SP_A0946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038383881757930482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Revvcio8M_I/AAAAAAAAAf0/IjJ-An_m7f4/s320/SP_A0946.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zafri who thinks he's fat when he's not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevvOSo8M-I/AAAAAAAAAfs/WsyyjQugi-g/s1600-h/SP_A0945.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038383636944794594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevvOSo8M-I/AAAAAAAAAfs/WsyyjQugi-g/s320/SP_A0945.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ika! The girl whom i sit next to in class and sings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevvEio8M9I/AAAAAAAAAfk/fb0TX7vgrc8/s1600-h/SP_A0944.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038383469441070034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevvEio8M9I/AAAAAAAAAfk/fb0TX7vgrc8/s320/SP_A0944.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Melissa the pretty one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Revu9So8M8I/AAAAAAAAAfc/QN0mN53_Otc/s1600-h/SP_A0942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038383344887018434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Revu9So8M8I/AAAAAAAAAfc/QN0mN53_Otc/s320/SP_A0942.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mengkoon who's always running! And i really mean it! Everyday you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevutCo8M7I/AAAAAAAAAfU/4yNIZBIcJGk/s1600-h/SP_A0935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038383065714144178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevutCo8M7I/AAAAAAAAAfU/4yNIZBIcJGk/s320/SP_A0935.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gerald being a maid and mopping our class room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevuoCo8M6I/AAAAAAAAAfM/N92kBgKaOvM/s1600-h/SP_A0934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038382979814798242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevuoCo8M6I/AAAAAAAAAfM/N92kBgKaOvM/s320/SP_A0934.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ms Kat, our CT who bought us 'sparkling juice' for our farewell party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevuYyo8M5I/AAAAAAAAAfE/AGVXPI3YawI/s1600-h/SP_A0932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038382717821793170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevuYyo8M5I/AAAAAAAAAfE/AGVXPI3YawI/s320/SP_A0932.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Xinyi/Serena my scissors/games/bridge club friennny!&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevuNSo8M4I/AAAAAAAAAe8/WYUtPFtFxYc/s1600-h/SP_A0931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038382520253297538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevuNSo8M4I/AAAAAAAAAe8/WYUtPFtFxYc/s320/SP_A0931.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;People answering me when i ask "Who thinks Meijin is weird. Put your hands here"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevuIyo8M3I/AAAAAAAAAe0/EZsQD-ywTAg/s1600-h/SP_A0930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038382442943886194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevuIyo8M3I/AAAAAAAAAe0/EZsQD-ywTAg/s320/SP_A0930.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing Mahjong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevuFCo8M2I/AAAAAAAAAes/kiBelc_RIcU/s1600-h/SP_A0929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038382378519376738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevuFCo8M2I/AAAAAAAAAes/kiBelc_RIcU/s320/SP_A0929.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing Basketball on Fridays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevuAio8M1I/AAAAAAAAAek/w-5w1Cr6Ac8/s1600-h/SP_A0928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038382301209965394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevuAio8M1I/AAAAAAAAAek/w-5w1Cr6Ac8/s320/SP_A0928.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gerald's hairy legs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038382211015652162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Revt7So8M0I/AAAAAAAAAec/WVpCgGTkZs4/s320/SP_A0927.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My friennys from my og, Yici and Waree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Revtzio8MzI/AAAAAAAAAeU/V_pt5wRsT9c/s1600-h/SP_A0926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038382077871665970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Revtzio8MzI/AAAAAAAAAeU/V_pt5wRsT9c/s320/SP_A0926.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ger's crappy jokes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevtuSo8MyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/V_ZLzutVJ_w/s1600-h/SP_A0924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038381987677352738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevtuSo8MyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/V_ZLzutVJ_w/s320/SP_A0924.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Changs who i love bullying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevtqSo8MxI/AAAAAAAAAeE/5NDshvNI0yA/s1600-h/SP_A0923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038381918957875986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevtqSo8MxI/AAAAAAAAAeE/5NDshvNI0yA/s320/SP_A0923.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rachel who goes with me to touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevtlSo8MwI/AAAAAAAAAd8/0oskQBdA1bg/s1600-h/SP_A0922.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038381833058530050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevtlSo8MwI/AAAAAAAAAd8/0oskQBdA1bg/s320/SP_A0922.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ginny and Zee who are in the Nerds Club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevtGSo8MvI/AAAAAAAAAd0/MXFQN1p6wfU/s1600-h/SP_A0920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038381300482585330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevtGSo8MvI/AAAAAAAAAd0/MXFQN1p6wfU/s320/SP_A0920.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yilin (sp?) from Crescents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Revs4Co8MuI/AAAAAAAAAds/uD-o8bCXcGg/s1600-h/SP_A0919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038381055669449442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Revs4Co8MuI/AAAAAAAAAds/uD-o8bCXcGg/s320/SP_A0919.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yun San from St Margs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevsnSo8MsI/AAAAAAAAAdc/aXCHa_UB2Rs/s1600-h/SP_A0918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038380767906640578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevsnSo8MsI/AAAAAAAAAdc/aXCHa_UB2Rs/s320/SP_A0918.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lavanya from St Margs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Revsiio8MrI/AAAAAAAAAdU/0w0tvkSHbvw/s1600-h/SP_A0917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038380686302261938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Revsiio8MrI/AAAAAAAAAdU/0w0tvkSHbvw/s320/SP_A0917.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Phebe from St Margs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevseCo8MqI/AAAAAAAAAdM/MX_Wq2JGpXU/s1600-h/SP_A0916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038380608992850594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevseCo8MqI/AAAAAAAAAdM/MX_Wq2JGpXU/s320/SP_A0916.jpg" width="288" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The whole bunch of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevsYSo8MpI/AAAAAAAAAdE/pc3goHwgC1Q/s1600-h/SP_A0915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038380510208602770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevsYSo8MpI/AAAAAAAAAdE/pc3goHwgC1Q/s320/SP_A0915.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SWEY without Weehowee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevsKyo8MnI/AAAAAAAAAc0/JVsAW6AdkCI/s1600-h/SP_A0909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038380278280368754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevsKyo8MnI/AAAAAAAAAc0/JVsAW6AdkCI/s320/SP_A0909.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yubin who agrees with me that Ginny's weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Revq4yo8MkI/AAAAAAAAAcc/2-ltwoPHMrg/s1600-h/SP_A0904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038378869531095618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Revq4yo8MkI/AAAAAAAAAcc/2-ltwoPHMrg/s320/SP_A0904.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Weehowee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Revqoio8MjI/AAAAAAAAAcU/j3z6i53IiFE/s1600-h/SP_A0901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038378590358221362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Revqoio8MjI/AAAAAAAAAcU/j3z6i53IiFE/s320/SP_A0901.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Xinyiiii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevqgCo8MiI/AAAAAAAAAcM/mkimpa1UZcQ/s1600-h/SP_A0899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038378444329333282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RevqgCo8MiI/AAAAAAAAAcM/mkimpa1UZcQ/s320/SP_A0899.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yueliii.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8636023-555123147815642479?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/555123147815642479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=555123147815642479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/555123147815642479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/555123147815642479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/03/b-whom-i-met-up-with-past-four-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Revz9io8NLI/AAAAAAAAAhU/N1QbNj3H7yw/s72-c/SP_A0972.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636023.post-7820480156628208734</id><published>2007-03-01T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T06:14:43.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im gna update in point form cos im tired and i want to nap and then hopefully be able to wake up and read some history early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Late for school&lt;br /&gt;-Did Mathematical Induction (MI) during lecture with roly poly, my oh so favourite lecturer&lt;br /&gt;-Headed to the canteen to get candy and polar snacks&lt;br /&gt;-Didnt sit with Ginny for Math tutorial and i bet although she claims she had a blast, i know she'd have a better blast with me. She went to sit with Yubin so i had to sit next to hairy legs Gerald who's abit weird. Okay maybe werid. Anyway we were eating the polar snacks(which i tried fishing out the penguin shaped for Zee) and the mentos, then Mr Tan sort of caught us and asked for them and i think he wanted to confiscate it in a sacarstic manner and Ginny was really funny in answering him. Oh, and stupid Zee laughed at me for not knowing how to open the window. Golly.&lt;br /&gt;-I just realised the past few days i have not been having recess cos i would have my bridge session with Ginny, Xinyi/Serena, Yueli and Weikwang. Ginny and I were bad influence today cos we skipped History lecture to play bridge.&lt;br /&gt;-Ginny came over to my house and no i do not have  asunny room wtih the kiddy yellow bedspread.&lt;br /&gt;-Sent her to meet ms jay&lt;br /&gt;-Went to Liat towers, Burger King to meet B who was with Shahir.&lt;br /&gt;-Walked to Lido to catch Norbit. Watch it! I think its a funny show&lt;br /&gt;-Went to meet Len at Forever. Ended up walking around with her so she could find a dress. It was great spending time with her again.&lt;br /&gt;-Ate at The Village. B put chilli on the pizza making it really spicy and i couldnt eat it!&lt;br /&gt;-Walked around some more.&lt;br /&gt;-Went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay this is a really short entry but im tired and i want to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-7820480156628208734?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/7820480156628208734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=7820480156628208734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/7820480156628208734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/7820480156628208734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-gna-update-in-point-form-cos-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-1265080714054941615</id><published>2007-02-28T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T05:43:06.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/ReV-UBAkRvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/fK-JEKgrZZQ/s1600-h/SP_A0892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036570640617064178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/ReV-UBAkRvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/fK-JEKgrZZQ/s320/SP_A0892.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;ELLEN CHANG HUI BING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035831502515226338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/ReLeEhAkRuI/AAAAAAAAAbY/ghvXkNTsN6I/s320/SP_A0883.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;VEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/ReLd9RAkRtI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Hgj4AP3BEjg/s1600-h/SP_A0877.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035831377961174738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/ReLd9RAkRtI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Hgj4AP3BEjg/s320/SP_A0877.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MY UGLY ART PIECES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/ReLd4RAkRsI/AAAAAAAAAbI/HBKBqfBR-9k/s1600-h/SP_A0875.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035831292061828802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/ReLd4RAkRsI/AAAAAAAAAbI/HBKBqfBR-9k/s320/SP_A0875.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SHAUN WHO WITHDREW AND ALWAYS SAYS "GO HOME LAH"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/ReLdxhAkRrI/AAAAAAAAAbA/c1LQ7MGwR_o/s1600-h/SP_A0872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035831176097711794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/ReLdxhAkRrI/AAAAAAAAAbA/c1LQ7MGwR_o/s320/SP_A0872.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ZEE, GINNY AND YUBIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/ReLdshAkRqI/AAAAAAAAAa4/P_x0aDOD6BI/s1600-h/SP_A0873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035831090198365858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/ReLdshAkRqI/AAAAAAAAAa4/P_x0aDOD6BI/s320/SP_A0873.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/ReLdiRAkRpI/AAAAAAAAAaw/tH0j6Z_5WyU/s1600-h/SP_A0871.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035830914104706706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/ReLdiRAkRpI/AAAAAAAAAaw/tH0j6Z_5WyU/s320/SP_A0871.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EMMSY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must say i learnt some stuff in pj.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I dont see the reason why we must run when we are gng to be late for school. Well, you see pj has this guy wearing a green whistle round his neck and he will blow it when we are late, hurry us to run and pretend to close the door so we can run. The gates will be closed so daddy cant drive in and ill have to stop at the roundabout and run when im told to do so. At least I managed to be at the parade square on time but then it was so squeezy so i didnt stand with my class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. So i didnt have pe for two weeks and pe on mondays are a killer cos its fitness and conditioning and today for the whole day, all we did was run intervals and long distance. A total of 3.2 km today. Golly. I decided to not go for pe on mondays but then again i only have one pe lesson left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I am starting to have an interest for the history of art. Haha. No kidding. Maybe ill stick to it and not lit. Anyway, Mr Tan made Gabrielle, Shumei and i do manual labour! I swear! This was the conversation we had with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(It was already 10 minutes late)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr Tan (when everyone assembled): Go change!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Into pe attire?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr Tan: Yes. Then meet me back here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: We're not going to have lessons again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr Tan: Tomorrow lah. Today help me clean the tables, the art room and do the clay. Prepare for the ceramics lessons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I conclude we are Mr Tan's maids but i do so think he's a funny person. Like on Tuesday, he spent like 20 minutes telling us about his secondary life. He was from Chinese High and he showed us some of his notes from Sec one and i must say its really neat for a guy! He put June 87 on his page so i went to ask him"you mean you are that old Mr Tan? We werent even born then!" Then he went on about that cant be true cos he was like j1 in 94 or something like that. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ceramics was like crap. Haha. Look at my art pieces so far. Sucky like shit. I shall entitle it the bald monk cum pizza. So we had to walk to Bukit Panjang Government High from pj carrying our clays to bring it to their art room and to borrow their furnaces. It was raining and by the time we came back to school i was freezing and my fringe was wet. Something i really dread. We made one more final piece and the clays were like shit. Literally. Then i think it was johann who had to smack the clay and it flew all over. Golly. My hair, face and uniform got it. But art lessons fun with my h1 classmates and yueli there to help me(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The past three days i managed to catch up with people like Jamiepok, Josh 11 and Ashley on Monday during my break at Westmall's Pastamania, our usual hangout. Len whom i met ystd when i ponned pe at Holland V and we just sat at Starbucks catching up and i managed to do abit of reading of history which i would have to do after i finish blogging. B whom i met today at KAP who wouldnt stop wanting to annoy the auntie by eating outside food but i managed to finish redoing my econs exercise 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today i had fun playing bridge with the bridge club members which would be Xinyi/Serena, Ginny, Rachel and Weikwang which i dont think he knows but ill just tell him. And i learnt some more new stuff like Ginny and Weikwang are forcepters, Rachel and I are vacuumers and Changs and Xinyi are naturals. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Touch training was rather slack today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-throwing the balls 400 times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-running 4 rounds around school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-warm up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-30-30&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-laterals at the canteen which was entertaining to some people i bet cos we were throwing the balls over their heads&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-sang skin a birthday song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-watched the seniors smack a cake on her face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-ate the cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-water bombed skin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-watched rugby matches of greenridge's, pj's and singapore poly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-laughed at greenridge ruggers when they mock their coach cos its funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay if you dont get what i just said, just ignore it and go do your homework cos thats what im gng to do now!&lt;/div&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/8636023-1265080714054941615?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/1265080714054941615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=1265080714054941615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/1265080714054941615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/1265080714054941615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/ReV-UBAkRvI/AAAAAAAAAb4/fK-JEKgrZZQ/s72-c/SP_A0892.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636023.post-2238863268063076189</id><published>2007-02-25T15:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T05:43:56.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/ReEvc2vlz2I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/BlLVwuMYqVw/s1600-h/SP_A0869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035358031154892642" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/ReEtFGvlzwI/AAAAAAAAAZM/wH0I7XZOfao/s320/SP_A0836.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/ReEs5mvlzvI/AAAAAAAAAZE/DY_HpUKV6yo/s1600-h/SP_A0827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035355226541248242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/ReEs5mvlzvI/AAAAAAAAAZE/DY_HpUKV6yo/s320/SP_A0827.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday i met Ginny, Yubin and Zee at Holland V for breakfast. Haha. Yes. Our class breakfast was a total failure cos there was only four of us. But anyway, we still carried on for our Crystal Jade breakfast. I was craving for Set C and Hagau(: So i got to talk about the service, it was seriously horrible! Haha but it was fun sitting there and talking to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We walked Zee to the bustop. Golly. He's so weird. He rather walked to the one further up cos he claimed that the nearest bustop has to many cars. But that Shee Zhixing the psychotic killer for you. So we walked there tgt and waited for his bus before he went for the unit outing which i didnt go cos i wasnt in the mood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ginny, Yubin and I tried to be explorers of Holland V with the latest issue of Seventeen as our guide cos they feature Holland V under their Urban section or some shit like that and there were quite a number of shops that were nice so ginny and i decided to check it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to FOS first and ginny wanted to get that pink banana republic shirt which i quote from her "looks like she's drowning in it" Haha. She ended up getting the sophisticated and fab tee which i thought was cool and some other shirt which i cant really rmb. Haha. I got this polka dotted one which kind of reminded me of len. Dont ask me why anything polka dot always remind me of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the magazine said there was shop called Juliette at Holland Village Shopping Centre 0203 so we decided to go find it but we couldnt find any 0203. We only saw a 0204 next to Tianpo. We asked the Tianpo guy and he pointed to some other direction so we decided to go try the Holland Village Shopping Mall and low and behold, it was there but close cos the person went out for lunch. Ginny was werid! She wanted to go in so she could sit on those chairs which she claimed was pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to our last stop, Holland Village Market and checked out another shop there. The shirts are really cute. It has Freddie the frog and the kellogs corn one(: Ooh. I just realised I forgot to check out the price so i could go back and get it. We sat at the market drinking grass jelly and taking a break before we walked to the Katong Laksa stall so Yubin could buy for her mummy that and then she and ginny went back home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was planning to go to either Coffee Bean or Starbucks to read abit of my history notes but then B called so i met him after his training. We went to East Coast again. Haha. We walked from some part near CSC to Amber house. Oh we met this werid couple. The guy was videoing the girl taking off her shirt and running to the water and splashing water at him or some shit like that. It was really gross. I think they spoilt the nice scenery of people fishing at the jetty and kiteflying. So we decided to leave them there and we walked to Marine Cove. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ate at the Kebab's Corner. I had lovely baked rice with mushroom soup and peach tea to go along with(: I somehow love crusines like turkish and mexican. I think its something different. I wna try the North Indian and Punjabi ones at Holland V soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It looked like it was gng to rain so we decided to go to Marine Bowl to bowl. I havent bowled for ages and i really suck at it. I kept on rolling the ball into the stupid gutter and i basically just suck real bad at it. To make things worse, there were pro ah peks playing next to our lane that kept on getting strikes if not spares. That will probably my last time bowling. I shant embarrass myself further. A short three games got me hurting my thumb. We should have gone to Funland or something. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's rather mundane. Breakfast with Vee again at Macs. Did you know that Macs have a new breakfast set called Bagel with Omelette? Well, i just found out today but i didnt try it. Had service then i stayed at Hall 4 and spent my time listening to Nada Surf and reading up on History. I had cell later followed by a Chinese New Year Lunch with my churchies. By the way, the first two pictures is Nat. She wanted a back view of her hair and a picture of her in one of my phone's frames. She's werid but she's still my friend. Right now im at home and im done blogging as briefly and quickly as i could so i should get back on Cold War. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8636023-2238863268063076189?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/2238863268063076189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=2238863268063076189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/2238863268063076189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/2238863268063076189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/02/yesterday-i-met-ginny-yubin-and-zee-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/ReEvc2vlz2I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/BlLVwuMYqVw/s72-c/SP_A0869.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636023.post-8435491655226382533</id><published>2007-02-23T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T06:55:49.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today we were supposed to be having chinese lesson but laoshi told us that she wont be there and asked us to join some other class but we did not and ended up playing basketball as a class. It was pretty fun. I learnt new stuff about my classmates like gerald's really funny when he plays basketball when he tries to defend people, yubin's really good in basketball, shaun's crazily tall enough to shoot and defend, roycey is proooo shit and people in my class can actually play basketball!! Wonders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then some of them stayed back to play tennis so ginny and i went to the canteen to buy a drink. And then we decided to play mahjong(: So ginny, melissa, roycey and i went to an empty classroom to play! I think i won about twice. Yay! I hope AUDSY will read this cos she says i always lose. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class time was the lousiest of my first three months! We watched some stupid movie with only chinese and thai subtitles and i dont understand it at all. We celebrated Total Defence during assembly. That's like a week lateeee! But anyway, Total defence concert/whatever you call it was boring. D rama was really drama mama, the Dead poets look really much like their name,eerie and scary and we had  a talk on mp attachment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school i went back home to drop my bag then woonsums called(: i talked to her for abit and then called up the class to tell them about tmr's class breakfast at Holland V which i know is gna fail cos only 5 people will turn up.  And cos emmsy didnt come to school again so i decided to call her to see how she's doing and apparently she has a swollen hand!! Poor her. Get well sooooon ssy(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met B at ps later. Sausange mania, lagsane and a hawaiian pizza(: I know i sound really greedy and all but i was really hungry. I didnt eat recess and lunch and all i had for breakfast was a really small pathetic muffin! We went to catch Dreamgirls after that. I think beyonce doesnt look like herself in the show but she's still pretty and the show's abit draggy but the singing's really good! So catch it if you really love movies with singing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at granny's before heading to nat/zach/jo's house. Now they're watching pretty persuasion and i just finished reading abit of history and im quite sleepy now so i shall rest for awhile on nat's bed cos i got to be at holland v by 9 tmr morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-8435491655226382533?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/8435491655226382533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=8435491655226382533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/8435491655226382533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/8435491655226382533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/02/today-we-were-supposed-to-be-having.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-9215176965006437578</id><published>2007-02-22T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T15:05:48.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rd2UVWvlzuI/AAAAAAAAAX8/bpMJ78OnWtA/s1600-h/Photo158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034343053073436386" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rd2RnmvlzgI/AAAAAAAAAWM/XW80jQJJJ8g/s320/SP_A0782.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rd2RbWvlzfI/AAAAAAAAAWE/OdFVPgHoFd4/s1600-h/SP_A0779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034339857617767922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rd2RbWvlzfI/AAAAAAAAAWE/OdFVPgHoFd4/s320/SP_A0779.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went town with ginny, yueli, xinyi/serena, and farni! We took a long bus ride there, played with xinyi's crocodile toy, xinyi/serena tried digging out dimples on her face and we read cleo magazine tgt(: Headed to food republic for dessert then i went to meet b, farni and ginny went window shopping and xinyi/serena and yueli went rock climbing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met b for lunch at Holland V. Thai express with that sly looking stick noodles with seafood and tom yum soup which look really bland but its actually really spicy. Then went back to school for chinese! Yes you are not seeing things! Ginny and i went back to school for chinese cos we are nerds! (actually so we can not go for next week)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After chinese, I went to meet len at Holland V again! Hoiyan happened to be there too so we were like standing at the road catching up. And i just couldnt stop laughing at len. Okay she doesnt look so bad but i just wanted to laugh at her! Then, hoiyan went home and len and i went for dinner. We went to Coffee Bean for my dearly missed tomato and herb linguine and the ultimate! We just sat there and basically caught up more! Haha. She wont stop using the word "pangseh" Golly. Anyway there's no picture of len until she wears her proper uniform which would be the badge which she hasnt gotten yet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8636023-9215176965006437578?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/9215176965006437578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=9215176965006437578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/9215176965006437578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/9215176965006437578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post_22.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rd2UVWvlzuI/AAAAAAAAAX8/bpMJ78OnWtA/s72-c/Photo158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636023.post-7012435395065893578</id><published>2007-02-21T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T06:50:44.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;And im not in the mood to blog so this is off Ginny's blog again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"I finally saw Val, my bestest classmate after six days! My, my, it's been a long time. Today, I decided that I will really follow my Declaration signed on 31st January. I will be the ultimate studious girl! Along with my friendly glasses, I'm gonna be the NERD OF OUR TIME.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We watched this movie called Million Dollar Baby for GP. I think Hilary Swank looks like a man from certain angles. It was such a heartwarming movie. Luckily I never had any intention of becoming a female boxer, so I don't have to worry about my opponent trying to attack me while my back is facing her. Maggie (Hilary Swank) got paralyzed during some boxing match. Omg it was so awful to watch. I shall appreciate my body more, despite the many flaws.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Recess was next! My Alternate Day Diet failed because I wanted to eat Chicken Rice, but never mind, I'm sure it will work out just fine tomorrow. Omg then Val was such a joke! We were walking to our Econs class so we had to pass by a row of classrooms, and she says "From now on, I will do all my homework and go to every class except Chinese." While she was saying GO TO EVERY CLASS EXCEPT CHINESE, we walked by the classroom where Laoshi was in and she stared at Val! Ultimate embarrassment I tell you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Econs tutorial traumatises me every single time. Ms Kat is a bloodcurdling woman. Really. When she walks by to check our homework, I get so jittery and I feel my hands turning clammier than usual. They are normally rather gross and clammy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Free period was spent doing Econs! Val is good influence in the area of doing homework. You better go for Chinese tomorrow! Don't be bad influence. Then we had Chinese. We spent one hour checking the dictionary for words. It wasn't exactly productive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;While waiting for Sang, La and Rach, we did our homework! Then Gina came along and sat with us. Yipee, I finally saw Xinyi after SIX DAYS! Woopeewoop. Well, we (Val, Sang, La, Rach, Xinyi, Laur and I) went for lunch at Mos Burger. Yummy fish burger! It's my favourite fish burger! Then Farniwarni came along. Then they all returned to school for training while Sang and I went to the lovely Popular for her to buy some cardboard thing."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-7012435395065893578?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/7012435395065893578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=7012435395065893578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/7012435395065893578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/7012435395065893578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/02/and-im-not-in-mood-to-blog-so-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-831658896449162088</id><published>2007-02-20T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T00:52:26.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wished I could go over to meet len now but then i just got back and need to unpack before i go visit my uncle who's in the hospital and head to my granny's for dinner. So this entry will be really brief. Anyway, Im back from Malacca and no HEWSY I DO NOT GO TO MALAYSIA ALWAYS! She's making me sound like a Malaysia fan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day One&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-left really early in the morning and reached there about 1019 although daddy tried wasting time by gng by the coastal areas instead of the highway to Malacca.&lt;br /&gt;-almost all the shops were close so we stopped by this prawn noodle place which apparently selled prawn noodles which certainly didnt look like the kind of prawn noodle you can find in spore. it was more of like shrimp noodles. no kidding.&lt;br /&gt;-we were really bored that mummy wanted to bring vee and i to do our hair. yes, that was how bored we were. but there wont any hairdresser that was open except maybe the barbers near the place vee calls "little india"&lt;br /&gt;-daddy drove to makota but most shops werent open cos of the chinese new year holidays. We did abit of shopping and it was such a great buy! seriously! a pair of jeans and two tops and i only spent 26.25 sing dollars! haha. We went to secret receipe to eat again. I dont know why but we always eat there when we are at Malacca. We went grocery shopping at Giant to stock up our fridge at the apartment we were gng to stay at.&lt;br /&gt;-it was a long drive to the apartment cos it was quite a distance from town.&lt;br /&gt;-i took a nap and woke up when lois( this fairfield church friend of mine) came over with her parent and her aunty and invited us to their house which was the kampong area and apparently quite near the apartment.&lt;br /&gt;-i love kampong areas now! i will put up the pictures soon. it doesnt look that bad okay. its near the beach and its near the Malacca club too so i find it quite cool. The scenery's great! Seeing families flying kites, having picnics, fishing, playing soccer. I feel all the love from them!&lt;br /&gt;-we went to the Malacca club. its something like a country club. it had five tennis courts, two swimming pools but one is seawater (they barricaded some part of the sea),playground, nice restaurant, a soccer field. i think its not too bad right?&lt;br /&gt;-dinner was back at the kampong area with lois and her relatives. janjan came too(: much love to that. it wasnt the usual steamboat dinner but we had the portugese curry dable which my family loves when we go to malacca and others of course!dessert was make your own ice kachang! how cool's that! with the old traditional ice kachang maker! plus i could put ingredients which i like and not put those which i dont like. fireworks and crackers could be heard. isnt that really cool? spore doesnt have that.&lt;br /&gt;-vee wanted to go to jonker walk but when we got there, it was close cos it was raining so we headed back to the apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day Two&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-breakfast&lt;br /&gt;-watching fat albert on star movie&lt;br /&gt;-kayaking with daddy when he made a fool of himself by gng near to a fisherboat and tried talking to the uncle which daoed him and drove away cos apparently we were on his casting net.&lt;br /&gt;-took a swim at the swimming pool (no it wasnt the seawater one)&lt;br /&gt;-went back to makota and pahlawan for more shopping and i got a dress for 21.90 sing dollars while vee got a jacket and a top.&lt;br /&gt;-dinner was opposite bayview hotel. milk crabs, lala, deer meat, nice crunchy vege!&lt;br /&gt;-went back to the kampong area to see jaedyn and anastacia who came over today. bandung with my favourite chocolate banana secret receipe cake!&lt;br /&gt;-we tried gng to jonker street again. i got a zebra for audsy. okay i dont know why but whenever i see zebras it just remind me of audsy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;-went back and i caught freaky friday on star movies before i went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day Three&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-breakfast&lt;br /&gt;-came back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was my holiday in Malacca and you got to read my conversation wtih Ginny. She's really really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meijin. says:&lt;br /&gt;hah. and my mother is evil. my sister's bfs mummy gave him 500bucks, so my sister asked how come she didnt get 500 bucks too. then my mummy said BUT YOU SPEND SO MUCH MONEY, SO I SHOULDN'T GIVE YOU SO MUCH. so i said, but i spend a lot less than her, how come i dont get 500 and she closes the door and ignores me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meijin. says:&lt;br /&gt;ooh the moe website said the jae results will be out on 6march&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meijin. says:&lt;br /&gt;COOLIOVALSY MAYBE WE'LL BE IN THE SAME CLASS AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meijin. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. YES IT WOULD BE FUN. THEN WE CAN BE CLASSMATES IN PJ AND IN AC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meijin. says:&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meijin. says:&lt;br /&gt;but im going to turn into a total weirdsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meijin. says:&lt;br /&gt;because you are a total weirdsy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meijin. says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah. my sister thought you were a weirdsy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meijin. says:&lt;br /&gt;cos you take art. then suddenly her face changed then she was all fascinated by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meijin. says:&lt;br /&gt;cos i said you play with ceramics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE HER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-831658896449162088?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/831658896449162088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=831658896449162088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/831658896449162088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/831658896449162088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-wished-i-could-go-over-to-meet-len.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-837941620499252268</id><published>2007-02-20T00:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T01:01:11.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a id="always" name="always"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;ALWAYS LOVE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make a mountain of&lt;br /&gt;your life is just a choice&lt;br /&gt;but i never learned enough&lt;br /&gt;to listen to the voice that told me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always love&lt;br /&gt;hate will get you every time&lt;br /&gt;always love&lt;br /&gt;don't wait ‘til the finish line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slow demands come around&lt;br /&gt;squeeze the air and keep the rest out&lt;br /&gt;it helps to write it down&lt;br /&gt;even when you then cross it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but always love&lt;br /&gt;hate will get you every time&lt;br /&gt;always love&lt;br /&gt;even when you want to fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;self-directed lives&lt;br /&gt;i want to know what it'd be like to&lt;br /&gt;aim so high above&lt;br /&gt;every card that you get dealt you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always love&lt;br /&gt;hate will get you every time&lt;br /&gt;always love&lt;br /&gt;hate will get you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've been held back by something&lt;br /&gt;you said to me quietly on the stairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you said hey you good ones&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-837941620499252268?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/837941620499252268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=837941620499252268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/837941620499252268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/837941620499252268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/02/always-love-to-make-mountain-of-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-7576106253149438273</id><published>2007-02-17T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T15:02:51.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was really sleepy but my house was so noisy in the morning so i woke up and cleared out my study table, dressing table, 3 drawers and two cupboards! I found stuff which had been hidden for a long time like this really cute 100 stickers of funny faces which i shall use it! But in the midst of packing, i lost my spongebobsquarepants stickers): BOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i wasted half of my day tidying up my room and reading through my summation notes before reunion dinner at my place with gramps and third uncle and aunt. I stuffed myself with the different kind of mushrooms. I love mushroom steamboat! Haha. But the after taste of mushroom sometimes gets grossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now im trying to read up on my econs notes. Package 1 and 2. Im left with package 2. Im just trying to stay awake. Tmr ill be leaving for Malacca.This is so last minute. I dont really want to leave. Daddy wants to bring the steamboat pot to the apartment which Aunt Annie helped us check out over there so we can have steamboat again! I dont even know when ill be back. I have yet to pack. Maybe ill do that after this. Till then happy chinese new year to all you lucky ducks who are gna celebrate cny in spore. No visiting of spore relatives this year):&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-7576106253149438273?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/7576106253149438273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=7576106253149438273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/7576106253149438273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/7576106253149438273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-was-really-sleepy-but-my-house-was-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-7320991216134449934</id><published>2007-02-16T09:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T09:01:59.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Im in Mr Men and Little Miss's and im so lazy to go help Daddy at the shop so i decided to blog. Okay im not really blogging cos i ripped this from Ginny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Well, on Tuesday I met Val to do the Valentine's Day stuff before we had our class outing! Saw Jamiepok and friend. After that we went to Topshop and Forever 21!:D Bought a new top. Bumped into Sang, Prillsy and Rachel Lok at Topshop! The class outing was quite a failure cos there were only about 7 people? Val, Melissa, Gerald, Zhixing, Weikwang, Yubin and me. But I had fun!(: Pastamania for dinner. And we found out a scandal! :D Haha. Woopee. The bus ride home was REALLY SMELLY though :/Wednesday was Valentine's Day! I woke up sounding like a MAN :/ (This is where my illness began. ) Thanks for the chocolates/cookies/flowers/whatever else there was. Went town with Val, Sang, Prillsy, Rachel, Laur and Shuwen. Yipee. Went to Marks &amp; Spencer to get candy for the LOU HEI thing. But I was dying halfway (I suppose this is when my sickness deteriorated. ) Left early with Sang. I LIKE 190 :D Wednesday night was spent gushing about stuff to Xinyi, my lovely friend."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay the only difference is that i didnt go back with Changs and i didnt gush stuff to Xinyi. Anyway, Ginny didnt come to school today so i was all alone in school without my bestest classmate! She really is okay! I see her five days a week and i felt empty without her. A pity her internet forbid her to read this entry but sooner or later, she will get the chance to read it. So i was at assembly when Chris was so funny that i have to share what he said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" Why didnt you wear the smart casual wear today? I thought you would wear it."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Because the hall isnt airconditioned and we can only wear pants and not shorts so it would be really hot. Why didnt you wear then?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Im already in my smart casual wear(which was his school uniform)!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After assembly was the Lou Hei making competition so we headed to the canteen and i went to arrange the sweets with the help of some classmates. It was really boring. I just sat there and stoned before we had our class "yum seng" and our lou hei which i guess it was abit unglam. Ms Kat was really funny during the lou hei! She kept on shouting " lai ah lai ah. A level results na dao good results bah!" Thats my civics tutor for you guys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The canteen was really stuffy. Can you imagine the whole of pj, j1 and j2 congregating in the canteen? The heat is on i tell you! So Zee Zhixing, Gerald and i went to the study corner to sit and talk. Then we decided to go out for breakfast instead of boring Chinese New Year Celebrations so we told the rest of the class people who will usually come. We had to give out the oranges first so Melissa, Gerald and Zee Zhixing wentto the art room with me to give to Mr Tan. But Patrick Tong stopped us telling us to go to the hall first and give later. We pretended to be walking to the hall but when he turned his bag, we ran and then he stopped Gerald and asked him to call all of us back then he gave us this lecture and asked us to write our names down. So there went our class breakfast. But in the end, Patrick Tong didnt do anything. He just returned the slip of paper with our names to Weikwang and then Weikwang asked us to go apologise to him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After school, i went out with Melissa, Carebear, Zhixing, Gerald, Royce, Weikwang. Emmsy came too. So it was Pepper Lunch for Lunch where we just sat there and talked before we got chased out. Guess who we saw at Mos Burger? Estelle with her pink pig/bunny! Whatever that was. And even Zhixing and Gerald heard about her from ac from their friends. Gosh. And its such a small world cos Gerald's good friend is actually Jeremy Lim my secondary 2 friend. Gerald told me today cos apparently Jeremy told him to tell me to eat more meat. Haha. I cant believe Jeremy still remembered. Melissa, Carebear, Zhixing and Gerald went to Chinatown, Royce, Weikwang and Emmsy went home and i went to meet up with Woonsums(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Woonsums was coming down by Beach Road so she would be late. Jamiepok was still at her appointment so i was sitting at the Heeren Bustop when stupid Len tried to scare me from behing. She met up with us too, for awhile before she had to go meet Ale to get her uniform and to cut her mangly hair! Haha. Kidding. Her hair isnt that mangly anymore. We went to Spaggedies at Paragon to catch up. I miss them so. Woonsums, Len/Candy and Jamiepok! It was fun meeting up with them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I met B in town at wisma at forever 21. We walked around wisma to help look for a pair of jeans for him for CNY. He made me walk with me from topshop to zara at taka then back to wisma then back to zara tried one pair but was too big then to gap. I was bored of waiting so i went to Forever 21 and bought a top. By the time I return, B still couldnt decide so we made another trip to topshop then to Gap then he finally got his jeans. We had dinner at Pepper lunch. I just had a salad and soup cos i ate Pepper Lunch for lunch already. Then we went to lido to catch a 605 movie, The Epic Movie. The movie was quite funny. Jamie and Robbin were in the same movie as us. After that we became naturists again before i headed home!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-7320991216134449934?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/7320991216134449934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=7320991216134449934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/7320991216134449934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/7320991216134449934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-in-mr-men-and-little-misss-and-im-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-4020716097430790627</id><published>2007-02-14T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T07:36:57.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RdMmyWvlzeI/AAAAAAAAAUc/zwsrCVCKalw/s1600-h/SP_A0724.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RdMl7GvlzdI/AAAAAAAAAUU/PF0E95EaBaY/s1600-h/SP_A0769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031406906055708114" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RdCN0mvlzOI/AAAAAAAAARg/TD9N8CkKSVg/s320/untitled5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030676418018004178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RdCNjGvlzNI/AAAAAAAAARY/wAnpn00THJY/s320/untitled4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RdCMWGvlzLI/AAAAAAAAARI/klvfSW1qlI0/s1600-h/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030675095168076978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RdCMWGvlzLI/AAAAAAAAARI/klvfSW1qlI0/s320/untitled2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RdCLimvlzKI/AAAAAAAAARA/iNADiR1fsuw/s1600-h/untitled1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030674210404813986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RdCLimvlzKI/AAAAAAAAARA/iNADiR1fsuw/s320/untitled1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was earlier than AUDSY ystd! I guessed my "leaving the house an hour earlier before meeting time" strategy worked. So i had to show AUDSY my pair of black crocs but it was really a wrong day to wear it cos the sun was blazing hot and my crocs were absorbing the heat. To top it off, i forgot to plaster my right heel so now it hurts due to the blister which became worst. I took a bus to town and while i was sitting at my seat, i happened to be near this group of people. They must have a strong dislike for AC cos while the bus was approaching Barker, one guy said this : " Hey! Look! Its AC! There are going to be many coming up the bus!" Those AC boys started streaming in the bus. Whenever AC people passed them, they would say F---ers to them whether or not they were in primary or secondary school. I think they are mean big bullies! Those two primary school boys must have been really terrorised.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I dropped off at Newton and trained down to Cityhall to meet AUDSY. She was just on time. 230 on the dot. We went to New York New York for lunch. The inner section was closed so we were given the really outside sector which made us feel so open. Penne with tomato sauce and seafood and 711! Something really loser happened to me. I wanted to use the knife to cut half the chicken of AUDSY's pasta but obviously being the lousy valerie who only uses one hand to eat, i ended up splurting cream sauce everywhere. I had them on my hand and face and even on my hair! Golly i do sound like some ill bred child with no manners. AUDSY spilt water on her jeans! Someone ask me why! Well anyway, thats cos out of the blue she said the WP word, and i was super shocked i threw her this damn werid look and i think she was laughing so she spilt the water.  Dont ask me to tell you what the WP word is cos i cant bring myself to say it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We walked around Citylink and Marina Square to do some shopping. On my shopping list,i had to find Auntie Lim a present and buy glue. I settled for a prints birthday card and a cardigan from Zara. I really hope she likes it. AUDSY knows how frustrated i was just trying to find a gift that she might like. I wanted to get her a shawl at first. Haha. I cant imagine how she would react if i got her the silvery retro looking one from Mango. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went to Times to get my glue. AUDSY saw the new Shopaholic book and got oh so excited telling me about it but sadly im not an ardent fan so when she told me that, all i said was: "Okay. Now where's the glue" but when she told Elys, apparently Elys was really excited and said "Where?" Note the contrast man. I almost bought a piece of normal looking wrapping paper for 3.50 if not for AUDSY. She needs to be mentioned for her good deed in helping me not to make rash decisions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were in Topshop when a certain person, let's name it nice hand/chaotah man (just so that it will rhmye) came by. I recognised the person and embarrassed myself by saying 'eh' so loudly. Then when the person asked whether i needed help, i said: "yes! could you help me choose a v neck or a round neck tee?" and that person said " its all on this rack! (pointing the rack to me)" I guess Elys was right. Some kind of help huh. I got this petite looking grey top that i do so love! Plus its my type, long shirt!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were gng to the airport to send Sher off so we couldnt possibly go emptyhanded so we went in search for a present for Sher. We wanted to buy her a sudoku book but settled for a pink purse thats so her from Ms Selfridge and a necklace from Topshop cos the earrings aint that nice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that, i brought AUDSY to my favourite hangout place alive! The V Tea Room! AUDSY kept the receipt so that she wont forget this very day we had tea there. She's really funny. She was eating her sugar cubes. I tried eating the rock sugar but it was hard. The place was really elegant so we wanted to try speaking proper english but i dont think that worked. We had my usual Classic Earl Grey Tea with Lavender and the Barrel Whiskey Mudcake thats really sinful. We sat there and i attempted writing Auntie Lim's card in Chinese and tried doing the english translation. My my! I wished i could own The V Tea Room! Its the coolest room alive to me with the vintage furniture, yummy food and fragrant tea! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Met B at Marina to pass him something and i think his friends are angry cos he apparently cabbed with them here and just left them there cos he had to rush home. We stopped by Bodyshop so he could get him mom a present and that absentminded person left his file there and only realised it after we met Rachanimal and got into the train and was on our way to the airport.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AUDSY, Rachanimal and I went to the airport and it was a really long ride even just from Tanah Merah i tell you. So we were outside BK and there were alot of students. Apparently it was because quite a number of people who were gng Trinity were leaving today like Sher, Huang Yihui, Charis, Zai, Primrose and i saw Mag the lion roaring person from my og. She claimed that she told me that she was leaving but i didnt hear her saying that during the mass bbq.  I do so will miss her although i just knew her this year but actually something really funny was that in December last year, i met her already cos while i was cutting my hair before school started, she was actually the girl that was next to me colouring her hair. What a small world huh. It was really sad to see good friends parting with each other and it made me thing how lucky i am that all the khakis are in Singapore together. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-4058558581221541596?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/4058558581221541596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=4058558581221541596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/4058558581221541596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/4058558581221541596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RdCN0mvlzOI/AAAAAAAAARg/TD9N8CkKSVg/s72-c/untitled5.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636023.post-1333726907088404541</id><published>2007-02-12T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T19:02:49.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im all ready to go meet AUDSY later so i wont be late. I just came out with a list of Valentine Day's presents for those i want to give to in PJC and now im trying to fix some wooden thingy which instructions suck. I have yet to apply for the JAE cos i dont know what i would put. Now im hungry and i do so someone i know would come online so i can ask her out for breakfast. But sadly, there isnt anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and did i mention there's one person that i really want now! And that would be Mr Kok!!!! Im really annoyed cos i cant get Summation still and i really need tution badly so if any Aprime people are reading this and if you know whether Mr Kok would be starting a JC maths class, kindly report it to me. Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-1333726907088404541?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/1333726907088404541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=1333726907088404541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/1333726907088404541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/1333726907088404541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-all-ready-to-go-meet-audsy-later-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-5217392237327205281</id><published>2007-02-11T06:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T06:44:26.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030474460065811394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rc_V3mvly8I/AAAAAAAAAO8/gkkl5tAi1qc/s320/SP_A0700.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rc_XJ2vly9I/AAAAAAAAAPE/OuXLdaqFWmM/s1600-h/SP_A0709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030475873110051794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rc_XJ2vly9I/AAAAAAAAAPE/OuXLdaqFWmM/s320/SP_A0709.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030477286154292226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rc_YcGvlzAI/AAAAAAAAAPc/LwsCE7AbWOU/s320/SP_A0687.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today after the sisterly breakfast i had with Vee and my own church service, Daddy dropped me at Suntec Tower 4 cos i went for the second service at New Creation with B. While i was waiting for him, i wanted to try walking around but there wasnt any shops you can actually really shop in that was open at that time so i went to Coffee Bean to get myself a cup of my usual The Ultimate and just sat there observing people and listening to their music. There was this Eurasian woman with oh so funky hair and shoes! I wish i could show you her picture. She really looked glam. Okay i do so sound like a pervert here so i should just stop. I went to Royce to get a box of champagne chocolates. They do taste really good. The sales person was really helpful too. Maybe i would want to work there one day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second service was fine though I have to admit i wasnt really paying attention when Pastor Prince was preaching but i tried not to fall asleep. B kept on saying its alright to sleep. Haha. He's a bad influence! I should stay away from him. ( IM KIDDING B)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Carls Junior for lunch. I had my usual Western Bacon Cheeseburger Combo with Onion Rings which i didnt finish cos i felt quite full from breakfast. B used up like 4 packets of chilli sauce on his burger which was already spicy! He reminded me of Michelle Yeo just that she uses up 8 packets of sugar for her tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did alot of walking today. Okay. Maybe it wasnt alot of walking just that THE STUPID CROCS MADE ME HAVE BLISTERS): Im sad about that cos i thought its supposed to be comfortable. I feel so cheated i tell you. Plus it makes squeaky rubbery noises when you walk. It sounds as though im farting when i walk but its the prettiest thing ever and i shall still wear it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There wasnt any movie timing that suited us so we cabbed to East Coast Park. Oh my! We look really retarded cos both of us were wearing black tops with jeans and we rented that twin bicycle so it really made us look like we were gng to enter some bicycle competition or something. I learned that i suck at sitting in the front cos i cannot control and we kept on falling off. We stopped for ice cream and saw aeroplanes fly pass which I got so excited whenever I saw one maybe cos i am like you said a "west side homie" and such a sight like this is not common over here. I felt like some emo kid sitting on the benches and the rocky jetty enjoying the cool breeze, listening to B's playlists, watching kids play and crabs crawling. By the time we got back to the bicycle rental, we were 45 minutes late and had to pay 4 dollars extra. How stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i cabbed to Granny's for reunion dinner. Tomorrow its AUDSY'S DAY OUT(: Im gna spend time with one of my good pals. I hope she wears her zebra shirt but i highly doubt she would.&lt;/div&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/8636023-5217392237327205281?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/5217392237327205281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=5217392237327205281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/5217392237327205281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/5217392237327205281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/02/today-after-sisterly-breakfast-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rc_V3mvly8I/AAAAAAAAAO8/gkkl5tAi1qc/s72-c/SP_A0700.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636023.post-6623732183505439451</id><published>2007-02-11T00:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T15:49:20.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rc3oJGvly7I/AAAAAAAAAOE/nMQNU0U-Y_o/s1600-h/eac12b4a.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029931601969400754" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rc3nD2vlyxI/AAAAAAAAAM0/FW2GamuGks8/s320/Photo087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rc3mymvlywI/AAAAAAAAAMs/nlFyhFEZe38/s1600-h/SP_A0662.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029930115910716162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rc3mymvlywI/AAAAAAAAAMs/nlFyhFEZe38/s320/SP_A0662.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got to KAP the earliest on Friday morning so i went to Cold Storage first to do early valentine's day grocery shopping. I tried to recall the food which those whom im gna give presents to would like but i only managed to remember some so i got natural snakes for HEWSY so she can rmb the times she spent with me at Smartlab, milano biscuits for SHU cos she always ate that when we studied in the canteen, chuppachups lolly for my classmates and hershey's kissables and flowers for the khakis and pj people. Ooh and did i mention that the sushi aunties and the swiss bake aunties recognise me! Haha. I do so miss them so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to macs for breakfast. I didnt really eat cos i had chicken pie in the morning so i spent my time there doing up my valentine's day presents. Len and Ale brought pizza and were eating there and then this old macs aunty who scarily kind of reminded me of ms goh kept on lecturing them. She is an old but still vigilant lady i tell you! She's really sharp! Anyway, i met some pj people here. Mostly from emmsy's class s07. Yici was there so was weehowie who wasnt in his school uniform.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jamiepok,Len, Laur, Ale and i walked back to school under the scorching hot sun, up the hill. It feels good to be back in mg. The first place i visited was the canteen to get myself food from the red bowl stall. I really missed mg's food. Pj's food was horrible i tell you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chapel service was great. Many cried. It really touched me to see almost the whole cohort coming back together just to worship. The feeling was undescribable. You must be there to feel the atmosphere and you'll understand what i meant by that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lunch was after that and we mostly used that time to catch up with our friends and do some camwhoring but it was typical for mg girls to do these sort of things when we get together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dont you find it stupid just waiting for a slip of paper? You're just sitting in the hall, waiting for your teacher to give you your results after waiting for almost 3 months. Well, the good news was that mg did quite well this year with 5 top students and 1 of which was the top indian scorer. Though im not really sure whether im happy for my results. I guess its more of on a relieved note.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Town after that with Audsy, Elys, Rach and Laur to celebrate. We just sat at Taka's delifrance and started talking about school and all. I guess we were talking quite loudly cos people were looking at us. I embarrassed myself again! How do you pronounce this succulent! Someone check it up for me please, thank you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we just walked around in search for new wallets for Elys and Rach! They managed to buy them. Oh and Audsy and i got new purses. I think she's gna use it for her camera but im gna use it for my money though. I love it although it looks quite childish and makes me oh so hungry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I met B after that and we just walked around. Night walks are a good way of spending time with your friends. Seriously, next time you all should do that with your good friend. Not only do you get to do some catching up with your friend but it also helps you to burn some fat away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew i was gng to wake up late ystd so good thing i called off the going to watch Rogues play with Xinyi/Serena. I woke up to eat brunch and caught Devil wears Prada on dvd. I really love watching that show and seeing Anne Hattaway (sp?) change like a dozen over number of clothes. Haha. Stupid i know. I then read up my Summations notes before i went out for my weekly time with Vee and Mummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We headed to Far east and had tea at Susan's. I wasnt really in the mood to walk so i just got a simple dress and a pair of crocs(: You dont know how happy i was to get crocs. I waited so long for this i tell you. To make my day even happier, i bumped into Rach and Audsy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy picked us up and we went to Tan Tock Seng Hospital to visit one of my uncle. Then we had dinner at The Vines which had lousy atmosphere due to this group of youngsters who kept on making so much noise so vee and i had our headphones on the whole time through dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im gna sleep now cos i have to be in church by 830.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-6623732183505439451?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/6623732183505439451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=6623732183505439451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/6623732183505439451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/6623732183505439451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-got-to-kap-earliest-on-friday-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rc3oJGvly7I/AAAAAAAAAOE/nMQNU0U-Y_o/s72-c/eac12b4a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636023.post-881480667102181213</id><published>2007-02-09T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T07:54:30.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcvS3WvlyvI/AAAAAAAAAMg/jNjQs6wmm6M/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029345257329117938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcvS3WvlyvI/AAAAAAAAAMg/jNjQs6wmm6M/s320/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There wasnt school for me today but i woke up at 745. I dont know why. Maybe partly it was because i wanted to write little valentine day notes for those who arent in pj cos i highly doubt ill see them on that day itself cos i end school at 7pm but on the other hand, i think its partly due to the getting back of my O level results today. I dread the feeling of waiting till its 230 and then waiting somemore cos there will be the slide shows on who gets 6A1s,7A1s etc etc which obviously i dont think ill even be on the list. Anyway, im gng to head to KAP to meet jamiepok,ellen,ale and laur and to do grocery shopping at Cold Storage now so please pray for me whoever's reading this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-881480667102181213?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/881480667102181213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=881480667102181213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/881480667102181213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/881480667102181213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/02/there-wasnt-school-for-me-today-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcvS3WvlyvI/AAAAAAAAAMg/jNjQs6wmm6M/s72-c/Picture+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636023.post-162733104810147237</id><published>2007-02-08T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T06:33:41.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRESH KRISHNAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ripped this off Ginny's blog.&lt;br /&gt;"TODAY WAS REALLY FUN(:LEFT SCHOOL AT 1PM.ATE WITH XINYI/SERENA, YUELI PLUS PAMSY.WE PLAYED SPEED/NUMBERS.THEN X PLUS Y WENT BACK TO SCHOOL FOR PE.I MET MELISSA, ROYCE, WEIKWANG AND JOSIAH.THEN VALSY POPPED BY IN THE CAB.WENT TOWN(:TCC!I THINK THEY ARE NICE PEOPLE.THEY ARE FUNNY :DSAW JANICE THE GAN ENG SENG GIRL TOO!AND VALSY IS MAKING ME BECOMING A WEIRDO.I HAVE STRANGE BEHAVIOUR NOW!AND I KEEP USING THE WORD YAO.CABBED WITH VALSY AND WEIKWANG.WOO."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes i do so love our classmates. They are coolio shit people! I had fun sitting with them and talking to them at tcc. I think Ginny and i learned so much about pj cos they talked to us about pj people, teachers and principals. I guess i do so will miss them so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i dropped Ginny and Weikwang, i went to Acjc to watch b play his match. For the first time i sat there by myself before Roy Tong came over and then Hewsy came to drop her guitar with me so she could go shit. I talked to Jean and Judith for awhile before B and i headed to Holland V for dinner. I had Crystal jade's xiao long bao and sichuan soup and Gelare's chicken bolognase and chocolate frappe which was yummy. The night life in Holland V is really nice. I hope Rail Mall can become like that too. Then i can hang out there everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I am having an awfully funny convo with Ginny and Zhixing. We're gna form the Wonka Nerds Club if we stay in pj. Zhixing will be Charlie, Ginny will be Willy and ill be Violet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway tomorrow is the day! See all you mg friennys in school at 1215 if you're gng for the chapel service.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-162733104810147237?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/162733104810147237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=162733104810147237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/162733104810147237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/162733104810147237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-birthday-harresh-krishnan-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-2986920269390967793</id><published>2007-02-07T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T06:33:41.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcnjAHBBBJI/AAAAAAAAAME/j3-qrpU0sVs/s1600-h/SP_A0655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028800049958683794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcnjAHBBBJI/AAAAAAAAAME/j3-qrpU0sVs/s320/SP_A0655.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rcniv3BBBII/AAAAAAAAAL8/Y8z5knJ9zwU/s1600-h/SP_A0653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028799770785809538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rcniv3BBBII/AAAAAAAAAL8/Y8z5knJ9zwU/s320/SP_A0653.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcniinBBBHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/MOk8HX6tm9Q/s1600-h/SP_A0651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028799543152542834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcniinBBBHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/MOk8HX6tm9Q/s320/SP_A0651.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcniTnBBBGI/AAAAAAAAALs/MmzzdWCjgyk/s1600-h/SP_A0643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028799285454505058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcniTnBBBGI/AAAAAAAAALs/MmzzdWCjgyk/s320/SP_A0643.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcniJ3BBBFI/AAAAAAAAALk/iIOnIqIOQVA/s1600-h/ClÃ¤ssÃ½001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028799117950780498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcniJ3BBBFI/AAAAAAAAALk/iIOnIqIOQVA/s320/Cl%C3%A4ss%C3%BD001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mdm Shafa is the ultimate! She's the coolest GP teacher anyone could ever get! I do so love her so. So today we were at com lab three and we were split into our yesterday's group to do a presentation on Holland's climate/history. Basically, what i did was just to copy and do our powerpoint presentation and this Weikwang was so adkfjladfjkldafd. He took so long just to choose a windmill picture! Gosh. Usually no one really cares but he claimed the pictures are too small and he would go in search for another. Anyway, the fun part of Gp today was when Ika just wouldnt stop finding lyrics from websites and singing to them. I love it when she sings whether it is in Malay or not! Then we started this topic on the hottest celebrities and started pasting their pictures onto Microsoft Word and started comparing. It was so fun. Mdm Shafa participated in it too! She thinks Beckham's the hottest besides her husband. Haha. She is so cute huh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Econs was okay cos Ms Kat wasnt in her pmsy mood but i was trying to find a way to stuff the clorets in my mouth cos she kept on looking and she has this rule that if you want to eat in class, you have to offer it to her first but i didnt want tooo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chinese! What can i say besides the word boring? Ginny and i spent our time colouring cards for our class people for Valentine's day! Her message she wrote for Gerald was so funny i tell you. " I love your hairy, skinny legs (I had them before tooo)" Ooh. Having Ginny in my class's cool just that we always pretend to quarrell with each other. Yes i know we do sound so childish here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school, Ginny and i went to Holland V. We dropped Changs, Prills and Rachel at BPP first. We went to do some grocery shopping at Cold Storage but it didnt have the chocolate fudge cake so we settled for a chocolate tiramisu from sweet secrets and bought m&amp;amp;ms and gobstoppers to decorate it. Not forgetting the balloons from Party City! Met B for a teeny weeny tiny bit before he headed to Starbucks to meet his friends cos they were gng to go for cross country. The cab ride back with Ginny was funny cos we tried to decorate the cake during the bumpy ride and we did something gross. We ate the _______ which i think is quite unhygenic but nvm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got back to school for touch. Did the cards for Melissa and Sarah, put the balloons into Royce's and Weikwang's lockers and then WE PLAYED NUMBERS! Its this damn fun game which xinyi/serena taught me! She's one of my really funny friends i made in pj(: Blood donation drive was today but i didnt go. Changs and Prills did though. They are so noble. We should learn from them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Touch was quite fun. We finally played the 6 on 6 game. Xinyi/Serena is so funny. She can do a handstand on the field plus she tumbled and did forward rolls when she scored a try. She's really such a hilarious person! Rogues are having a competition on Saturday. Maybe ill drop by with Xinyi/Serena and we would make a banner to show them our support.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After touch, i went to kap with Xinyi/Serena and i bumped into HEWSY, caoyu, sam, shermaine, audrey wong, xingting, hannah lee and some other mg tennis girl. It was great seeing them again! Especially when im gng to go back to mg on Friday! Anyway, xinyi/serena and i tried to speak to the macs person in philipino accent. I think the macs person was laughing. Then we went to Cold Storage to get sushi and potato salad before we headed back up to play speed, fortune telling and numbers. &lt;strong&gt;I HAD A LOVELY DAY WITH XINYI TODAY(: MUCH LOVE TO THE SCISSORS AND GAME CLUB !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&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/8636023-2986920269390967793?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/2986920269390967793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=2986920269390967793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/2986920269390967793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/2986920269390967793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/02/mdm-shafa-is-ultimate-shes-coolest-gp.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcnjAHBBBJI/AAAAAAAAAME/j3-qrpU0sVs/s72-c/SP_A0655.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636023.post-3406279634340281421</id><published>2007-02-06T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T06:45:52.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RciHC3BBBEI/AAAAAAAAALU/mR8TcxyvHqM/s1600-h/DSCN2744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028417467156857922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RciHC3BBBEI/AAAAAAAAALU/mR8TcxyvHqM/s320/DSCN2744.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RciGEHBBBDI/AAAAAAAAALM/32egyXRuEeo/s1600-h/DSCN2743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028416389120066610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RciGEHBBBDI/AAAAAAAAALM/32egyXRuEeo/s320/DSCN2743.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;List of things that i need to get done:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Demand and Supply Exercise 1 and 2&lt;br /&gt;2. APGP (Q11-15)&lt;br /&gt;3. Summation (basically everything)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Read up on all my subject notes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Do my Valentine's day presents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its suprising why im not watching tv when i usually do. Haha. Instead im reading on Demand and Supply cos i think im gna fail my Econs test i took today and i decided to brush up on Econs. And i realised that you should always read your lecture notes before hand cos i think i understand it better this way. JC life's really tough. Everyday im trying to finish up my homework but i always dont seem to understand it so although i really really want to finish my homework, its kind of impossible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didnt see Emmsy at all today although it was a really long day): During both History lecture and tutorial,we watched Forest Gump again. I do so love that show. Tom Hanks is so cute. "Stupid is as stupid does." And Jenny is pretty but mean. I want to go prawn catching now! Bubba inspired me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For recess i finally tried something else besides the Char Siew Rice! I tried the White Chicken rice! Haha. Its quite nice actually! I think i shall eat that tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summation's getting on my nerves. The more Mr Tan teaches, the more confused i get cos of the more formulas we must memorise. I did something loser today. I dropped my worksheet and had to ask the person in front of me whom i dont even know to pick it up for me. Then Gin was like : "At least ________ didnt see" and she called ______ a blind bat when ______ wears glasses! For that i shall put up a convo i had with her. Its an inside joke!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ginnnn. i want you and you and only you says:&lt;br /&gt;EH OMG I MUST SHOW YOU SANGS COMMENT FOR ME ON FRIENDSTER&lt;br /&gt;ginnnn. i want you and you and only you says:&lt;br /&gt;HEY JIN. fellow PIONEER. its been a bang having you around to be abused and loved by. its been a bang. yes it has. i hope all your DREAMS come true. and that you eat all your CANDY. and that you find COMMON things such as WEALTH and prosperity in this time of the year. well BYE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Art was rather slack, as usual. Came into class only to see Mr Tan there so i went to the toilet to waste time. In the end it was only Shumei and me who came for class. Mr Tan knew that Jingen and Gabrielle skipped lessons cos he saw them outside the art studio before that. He just asked Shumei to call them to come and not hide from him just cos they didnt finish his homework. He's way cool and super funny i tell you! He didnt know about his teacher's rights on punishing people who do not hand up their homework until Shumei and her friend enlightened him. And he was making us laugh with all his funny stories. When he was a student in Hwa Chong, what they did for CWO/Detention was to clean the staffroom windows and when he was having a lesson at NIE one time, there was a class doing figurative drawing outside his art studio. They were to paint this boy playing a flute at a bottom of the steep hill and then while he was having his ceramics lesson, they heard this loud scream and they rushed out to see what happened. This girl actually tumbled down the slope while she was drawing the boy and the boy was controlling his laughter cos he couldnt move and Mr Tan and his classmates ran back to their art studio to laugh at her. I will do so miss him! He's quite a nice teacher although he said i must come back to finish up my ceramics lesson even if i move jc. So i was dismissed half an hour early cos he said i could go! I went to the canteen to see ger who was playing bridge with joanne, teckjin, some other person from a05 and minmin who refused to play with me old maid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had an econs test during lecture and it was like shizzamadizza cos i couldnt know how to answer from question 3 onwards so i just crapped my way through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gp was okay. I learn more about people's religions through the Euthansia case studies we had to be sorted into groups to discuss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ms Kat was in a foul mood during econs tutorial. She kind of reprimanded me for not putting effort to do my work again, got pissed when Royce and Josiah were eating banana nut crunch and basically pissed over almost everything! And she actually said to Josiah: "I know you find me annoying." or something like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our pe teacher's apparently on maternity leave for a week so we were under some other teacher and we played ultimate frisbee. I conclude that when you are in the same group as Royce, there would be fun and laughter. He caught the frisbee in styleeee! and i do so mean style! I do so find him really funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Class outing was cancelled today! But i managed to get some pictures from Yubin so i shall put them up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8636023-3406279634340281421?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/3406279634340281421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=3406279634340281421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/3406279634340281421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/3406279634340281421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/02/list-of-things-that-i-need-to-get-done.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RciHC3BBBEI/AAAAAAAAALU/mR8TcxyvHqM/s72-c/DSCN2744.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636023.post-7311613097472822053</id><published>2007-02-05T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T07:12:59.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY SWEET SEVENTEEN CHOO WENGFAI AND MICHELLE YEOOOOOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Things I learn today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Skip PE on Monday because its horrible. Fitness and Condition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Keefloke's quite horrible during PE making us do eccentrics but he's a really sweet teacher cos he picked up this abandoned dog and is taking care of it. He brought it to school to prevent it from fighting with this own dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. GP and History are fun in PJ cos we watch movies like one on Euthansia and Forest Gump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Mr Tan always says the same words when he come to class, : " Morning Class. I give you 5 minutes. Go get yourselves changed." in this monotone voice of his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. SWEY (Shuwen, Weehow, Emmsy and Yici). I had dinner with them today at Swensen's and they are really hilarious. Weehow was like feeding their lantern. I think their lantern is cute and they might stand a chance to win.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-7311613097472822053?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/7311613097472822053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=7311613097472822053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/7311613097472822053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/7311613097472822053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-sweet-seventeen-choo-wengfai-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-3338705002577719175</id><published>2007-02-03T04:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T04:54:15.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcR9WHBBBCI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/wjsXmEcxTVk/s1600-h/SP_A0597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027280902846219298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcR9WHBBBCI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/wjsXmEcxTVk/s320/SP_A0597.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; B, my good friend whom i met today and we went to Northpoint to eat macs, to Bottle Tree Park to attempt fishing but decided not to in the end and to Chinese Garden and got bitten by ants. Thanks for the red sweater which makes me look like a sickly granny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcR7wHBBBAI/AAAAAAAAAJo/8iSpK3OxnLU/s1600-h/SP_A0578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027279150499562498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcR7wHBBBAI/AAAAAAAAAJo/8iSpK3OxnLU/s320/SP_A0578.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chia whom i have to catch up with some more cos i only met up with her for a short while today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcR7WnBBA_I/AAAAAAAAAJg/7Nd6q23uUgc/s1600-h/SP_A0577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027278712412898290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcR7WnBBA_I/AAAAAAAAAJg/7Nd6q23uUgc/s320/SP_A0577.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Prilaa and Changs whom i teamed up with for Fooz Ball and we got ourselves badly injured! Actually we were just puting masking tapes on our faces. Prilaa had a bandage so did Changs but Changs had additional stuff like wayang eyebrows and the "biore pore pack" on her nose just like me. We were trying to test out whether masking tape takes out your black heads and it does. It took out one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027276401720493026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcR5QHBBA-I/AAAAAAAAAJY/O-2bb831P9Q/s320/SP_A0574.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yici who together with Eshwaree always makes fun of me and gets me really annoyed. Thats Magdeline behind her who always roars and her hair looks like a lion already. Mass BBQ on Friday was fun with their company. Stuffing ourselves with marshmellows, dancing the mass dance and the fun dance and running about doing retarded stuff plus the OG supper we had after that at Long John Silver where they keep on making fun of Laur and I cos of the way we speak. They're probably at the OG dinner now but im at home cos daddy made steamboat today and he wanted to make sure everyone's home cos he hasnt cook alot since he came back from Vietnam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcR37XBBA9I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/vc1AFCzLTS4/s1600-h/SP_A0572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027274945726579666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcR37XBBA9I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/vc1AFCzLTS4/s320/SP_A0572.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hewsy who took out her braces already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcR3jHBBA8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/--DB6SP65mw/s1600-h/SP_A0570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027274529114751938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcR3jHBBA8I/AAAAAAAAAJI/--DB6SP65mw/s320/SP_A0570.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Woonsums and Jamie look alike here. Woonsums writing a love note to Ms Ho and Jamie's wearing Woonsums favourite nike cap which she always wears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcR3AHBBA7I/AAAAAAAAAJA/r1avIOe5j-8/s1600-h/SP_A0569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027273927819330482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcR3AHBBA7I/AAAAAAAAAJA/r1avIOe5j-8/s320/SP_A0569.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Woonsums showing the weird look again! I was really glad to see her on Friday when we went back to mg cos i really do so miss her so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcR2r3BBA6I/AAAAAAAAAI4/_b7AroVBoM4/s1600-h/SP_A0567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027273579926979490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcR2r3BBA6I/AAAAAAAAAI4/_b7AroVBoM4/s320/SP_A0567.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mrs P with Audsy, Rach, Elys and I. She was doing her favourite Matilda pose with us again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcR1gHBBA5I/AAAAAAAAAIw/KqosILe700U/s1600-h/SP_A0562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027272278551888786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcR1gHBBA5I/AAAAAAAAAIw/KqosILe700U/s320/SP_A0562.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rach's really really tan now cos of hockey i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcR1WXBBA4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/thccG9wwu8I/s1600-h/SP_A0565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027272111048164226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcR1WXBBA4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/thccG9wwu8I/s320/SP_A0565.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alecia muni wuni who makes me take pictures again if she sees her hair with holes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcR1KHBBA3I/AAAAAAAAAIg/Atn-0nznw4Y/s1600-h/SP_A0560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027271900594766706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcR1KHBBA3I/AAAAAAAAAIg/Atn-0nznw4Y/s320/SP_A0560.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elys who lend me her Econs notes and thanks to her i finished writing my essay. And did you know Cj doesnt let them wear school uniforms but the cj shirt with their skirt?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcR07XBBA2I/AAAAAAAAAIY/vuidbbGyJjo/s1600-h/SP_A0557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027271647191696226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcR07XBBA2I/AAAAAAAAAIY/vuidbbGyJjo/s320/SP_A0557.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Audsy, Ale, Emmsy, Ellen and Laur with the new flowery canteen banners? Or whatever you call that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcR0uHBBA1I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/TIhDy4pCs-4/s1600-h/SP_A0556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027271419558429522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcR0uHBBA1I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/TIhDy4pCs-4/s320/SP_A0556.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chan Shuying! CSY CSY CSY! I forgot to bring her present again cos i didnt know that she was coming back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027271337954050882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcR0pXBBA0I/AAAAAAAAAII/jBJD7KvYfmQ/s320/SP_A0554.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Audsy Budsy with her coolio HPJC pin! I really miss her so. I didnt see her for three weeks and i felt really sad about that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027271183335228210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcR0gXBBAzI/AAAAAAAAAIA/w-51Om8gpbI/s320/SP_A0543.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ellen and Hewsy after her guitar ensemble cca on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027280499119293458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcR8-nBBBBI/AAAAAAAAAJw/DEjxccXIb3c/s320/SP_A0541.jpg" border="0" /&gt;B eating so much food at Simply Bread on Thursday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcR0V3BBAyI/AAAAAAAAAH4/w946O2cqBOc/s1600-h/SP_A0476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027271002946601762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcR0V3BBAyI/AAAAAAAAAH4/w946O2cqBOc/s320/SP_A0476.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Changs thinking of Meigin during recess in Pj.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcR0NXBBAxI/AAAAAAAAAHw/SZpHZJfq37w/s1600-h/Photo096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027270856917713682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcR0NXBBAxI/AAAAAAAAAHw/SZpHZJfq37w/s320/Photo096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meijin and our beloved Class Manager. Dont you think he's just awesome? We call him Chairman Mao and he was like :  "Why didnt you bring the little red book?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcR0IHBBAwI/AAAAAAAAAHo/kFGGOjSLe9Y/s1600-h/Photo087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027270766723400450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcR0IHBBAwI/AAAAAAAAAHo/kFGGOjSLe9Y/s320/Photo087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ginny, my classmate in Pj whom i do so dearly love and see from Monday to Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-3338705002577719175?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/3338705002577719175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=3338705002577719175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/3338705002577719175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/3338705002577719175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/02/b-my-good-friend-whom-i-met-today-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RcR9WHBBBCI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/wjsXmEcxTVk/s72-c/SP_A0597.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636023.post-446041322899984579</id><published>2007-02-02T00:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T08:17:39.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>During free period on Wednesday, i went to the cafe and low and behold i see Ger! She's always there! She was playing this ultra cool game with her two friends (i cant really rmb their names. i know the fuhua one is melisa but i cant rmb the jamie look alike name), something to do with cards and fortune telling so i ended up playing along. It was quite funny. It stated that Audsy would be my children's godmother, Emmsy would betray, love me, turn les and get pregnant, Jamie secretly hates me but will marry first! And i cant really rmb len's but it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Westmall to meet len after school.  We went to Pastamania and waited for Emmsy and Jamie and Robbin/Josh11 to come. I ate farfalle again! I had the exact same food as the day before just that i ordered garlic bread in addition. We caught up and it was fun. Actually, every full force session is fun to me. It was great talking to Emmsy too cos although we are in the same school, we rarely talked. All of them never fail to make me smile. We got stared at by people cos we were laughing so loud and i was so tickled that i went to hit my hand on the wall, making me look like a stupid loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Len came with Emmsy back to pj and we showed her around for awhile before i headed for my touch training. Xinyi/Serena/Scissors joined us! We did the usual four rounds, warm-ups, 30-30, apple, orange and banana, square drills, lateral drills, crashes, had this touch lecture and then played monkey. I got hit by the ball again. I never fail to always get hit and now i have this blue back right smack on my knee. But we're finally gng to start playing the actual 6 on 6 game next week.  It should be fun then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was okay for me today. I sat next to Chairman today during math lecture. Haha. Yes i so did! Ginny knows i get excited cos i want to make friends with Chairman but i bet she's excited too. Summation's quite confusing to me. We had the math test after that during math tutorial. It was okay. And i didnt cheat! Went through the summary of APGP and i dread to go on and finish up the tutorial cos i find it difficult.  I think the random select people programme Mr Tan has in his tablet is way cool and i was one of the ten he chose to do this survey on the tablet so i guess its yes for the tablet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econs lecture was a bore. Demand and supply. I never do understand econs. I still have to do econs homework which is an essay and a mind map on the ppc that must illustrate the concept of scarcity, choice and opportunity cost. I managed to start on the mindmap during free period and i do so hope ill be able to write an essay on that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched the movie again during history but i didnt pay attention cos Chairman talked to me! He asked me to plan a class outing cos im supposedly the event planner in the class. So i asked the class and i got loads of werid suggestions. Some said pizza hut, some let's eat, some at the kopitiam (basement) , some at the kopitiam( the on top one), some said bpp, some said town, some said anchorpoint, some said vivo and the funniest one i heard said order canadian pizza in and eat it at the grand stand! Hardeehar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met B during my 3 and a half hours break. We went to Guthrie House cos he claimed we havent been there for a really long time and had lunch at Simply Bread. Sticky buns, raisin bread and a ceasar salad! I do so miss all the food there! I think the last time i probably went there was to study there during the Os with AUDSY cos she really liked studying there. We went to Cold Storage so i could help Shuwen buy her strepsils before going to Ritz Apple Strudel so that i could get Ginny a mini strudel before heading back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginny was at the cafe so i joined her there and we spent our time till 4 looking at royce's pj year book. Haha. He's so funny cos he was trying to point himself out from the entire year book. We had a 1 and a half hour lesson of Chinese. Chinese test was like dkajfldkfjkladfjsdf. Totally different from the normal secondary chinese test. I hope i pass it at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rushed to ACJC to meet Len who was with Anna ( who makes really funny facial expressions and sounds) after that to watch B play his match. First match of his that i watched in the year. I met up with a few other people like HEWSY who was ultra cute cos she just finished her cca which was guitar ensemble and she was carrying her guitar and she's just so funny and wunny and i couldnt stop squeezing her leg, Michelleyeo/Marcus whom i havent talked to for ages, Jen who was apparently screaming our names when we were walking out, Claire who was walking with her dance mates, Calvin who is also one of Claire's dance mates and was really funny cos he asked her "are you okay?" and it was really random, Jean who is really really really really sweet, Ethel who was doing her work at the bleachers, Teri, Eden, Judith and Rachel Ng whom i just said hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for B while he debriefed and showered before we, len, jean and shahir went to Holland V for dinner. It took us so long to get a cab. B and i treid waving our hands to try to get the attention from the cab drivers from the other side. We managed to get one and five of us squeezed in. And oh my! The cab driver was annoying. He started lecturing us in Chinese. I almost wanted to murder him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate at BK. It was fun cos we talked about old emails and stuff. Haha. Its so funny talking about that cos we all had stupid emails. By the time len, b and i tried to get a cab and got home, it was about 10ish already. And i cant manage to get hold of a painting of Courbet which i can get alot of research on. So boo to that and i am going to sleep now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-446041322899984579?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/446041322899984579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=446041322899984579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/446041322899984579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/446041322899984579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/02/during-free-period-on-wednesday-i-went.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-492083794873660146</id><published>2007-01-31T00:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T08:31:42.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PE was annoying on Monday. At first when whatever her name is asked us to run two rounds, i was thinking "wow.two rounds only!" but then after that, she made us do three sets of 20 push ups, 20 dips, 20 crunches, 40 lounges and one round in less than 2:15s. Right now im suffering from severe muscle ache at my thighs and i limp when i walk up and down the stairs in school. Today Ms Kat asked meijin (who is suffering from the same pain as me) what happened to her cos she saw her limping and we complained to her about pe. Im beginning to like Ms Kat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess is always the same for me. I only eat this particular food from the canteen and that would be the char siew rice without bean sprouts and add the green cabbage with black sauce and chilli. Ginny would eat her chicken chop rice. Haha. Seriously, i think thats the only nice food at the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During free time, Ginny and I sat with prilaa’s class and ended up playing monopoly with xinyi. I didn’t manage to buy my nassim road, orchard road that whole stretch): We only played the game for 15 minutes before I had to leave for art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art lesson was quite quick. As usual, Mr Tan let us off early so i just hung around with my og. They formed this study group and was studying in the canteen so i just joined them. I attempted reading the Neoclassicim, Romanticism, Realism and Impressionism notes but the wind kept on blowing towards the canteen and i kind of got distracted. Dont you realise that nowadays there's always this strong gust of wind? My mummy keeps on saying "I wonder how typhoons are like if this wind is so strong already!" Well, i guess it must be worst and i hope Singapore doesnt get typhoons cos i already feel cold when this wind blows strongly at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceramics lesson after that was quite slack. All we did is build this fortress around our mask and then bring it up to the grass next to the basketball court to pour the plaster of paris in it. It was heavy carrying it down from the grass patch. Plus it kind of looked like i was about to bake a cake. Anyway, i made some friends in art class today. Hudah, Ah boy, these person that looks like the Deathnote person, this two girls from dunearn who we share a common person whom we don’t really like, this nice fuhua girl who helped me make my fortress more circular and cynric this really really funny person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with B after ceramic lesson and we went to Lot one for peach with peach toppings yami yogurt! And I guess he does look weird (I shouldn’t say gay) in his necklace with his school uniform but in the end, he wound it around his wrist. B was being really kind. He wanted to help this lady with walking disabilities at the LRT station but in the end I helped her and she thanked me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday during history, we watched the movie on cuba missile again. I tried paying attention but I couldn’t understand so I ended up sleeping. I really really didn’t mean to sleep but I couldn’t help it. I was really tired cos I tried staying up to do my art research. Ooh and Ginny came up with this declaration. At 8:20 am, she declared to be a geek and do all homework by herself (except for h1 chem). Haha. She’s really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked in the art studio, dreading the fact that there’s gng to be lesson cos I know ill end up stoning as I was really really tired and I wanted to pay attention. But surprisingly, Mr Tan said “Hand in your edusave form and then you may go. I am not teaching today cos you guys are faster than the other class” so I left and bumped into Alvin at the canteen and ended up studying there. I managed to finish three summaries on Neoclassicism, Romanticism and Impressionism and one and half questions of Maths on APGP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my time in Econs and GP trying to keep myself awake by stuffing myself with chocolate teddy bear biscuits and mini oreos. I never do so get Econs. I should re read it soon. GP was soso. Its never boring to me. Yet. We watched an episode of Get Real on teen pregnancies. It was really interesting listening to the different cases from different people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played rounders for pe. I was in the same group as Royce, Chairman, Yubin and He Wei. I think Royce is really really funny. His language especially. He kept on saying he wanted to “owe them (rest of the group)” I was so loser cos firstly I fell on the grass with Ika and eeew I really do so hate pj’s grass. Secondly, Royce threw the ball to me and I failed to catch it one time and the other group (practically all the members) ran straight to homerun. I bet if AUDSY reads this she would tell me I am a major loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw after school I went to Westmall with Ginny and Xinyi. We went to Pastamania for awhile and I went to eat my farfalle pasta again! Attempted to finish up some homework but we ended up talking. Xinyi laughed at me for not having my house key but she herself didn’t bring hers too so she had to kill time! Tmr we have decided that we’re gna play twisters and monopoly! Ooh I cant wait. We are part of the G.C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh did I mention that pj’s having a mass bbq on Friday night. All j1s are invited. Haha. I wonder whether it will really work out. But right now I am really looking forward for Friday as it is the day where I meet up with all those coming back to mg! I can hardly wait! Especially people like Audsy, Woonsums, Jamiepok, Ellen, Hewsy etc who I probably haven’t seen for like 32467841216816213 seconds or something!! I just want to let them know beforehand that I MISS THEM SO AND I CAN HARDLY WAIT FOR FRIDAY TO COME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-492083794873660146?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/492083794873660146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=492083794873660146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/492083794873660146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/492083794873660146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/01/pe-was-annoying-on-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-7365072605174801237</id><published>2007-01-29T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T07:26:20.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025475618377205666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rb4TcuTCh6I/AAAAAAAAAHc/3LAp5Q3QkNQ/s320/SP_A0508.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After my walk with Vee on Saturday, I went to meet B at Holland V. We had Mexican food this time instead of the usual NYDC. You guys who usually eat at NYDC when you go Holland V should try to take a break from there and try Cha Cha Mexican Restaurant. The popular one should be the beef stew served with some wrap and mexican rice. They have churros for dessert too but B and i headed to Gelare for dessert and actually i figured thats quite a nice place to study if they allow you. Something like Venezia just that they dont have white specs waitress serving you and telling you not to study there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to church after that to help out in the preparation for Sunday's fund raising. Haha. I was in the Foods section so all i did was wash cutlery and cut salted vege and chilli before daddy came to pick me up to go visit gramps. I miss gramps. I really do. Although im not so close to him cos i cant communicate to him, I really feel sad for him. Maybe its because he took care of me when i was young. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I headed to Arab Street for dinner with my parents after that. We had some normal seafood dinner like drunken prawns, black pepper crab etc. But i really like this vege scallop soup of theirs! I want daddy to try cooking that. It looks like blended brocolli wtih scallop but it tastes great! Really. I think its healthy too. I want to try out El Sheikhl Restaurant. It looks really pretty at night. Actually the whole of Arab Street looks really nice at night. No kidding. The live bands playing, the lights and all, the atmosphere was just great! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GO TO ARAB STREET AT NIGHT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-7365072605174801237?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/7365072605174801237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=7365072605174801237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/7365072605174801237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/7365072605174801237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/01/okay-as-usual-i-have-tons-of-work-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Rb4TcuTCh6I/AAAAAAAAAHc/3LAp5Q3QkNQ/s72-c/SP_A0508.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636023.post-8419756304990568514</id><published>2007-01-28T05:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T05:38:03.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RbynMuTCh5I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/XYJ7q6y65d8/s1600-h/SP_A0447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025075121266788242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RbynMuTCh5I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/XYJ7q6y65d8/s320/SP_A0447.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I MISS AUDSY TRA LEE LOO COS IM TALKING TO HER ONLINE AND I HAVENT SEEN HER FOR 2 WEEKS AND 2 DAYS. I WILL BLOG ABOUT SAT AND SUN ANOTHER DAY COS I WNA CALL HER NOW(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-8419756304990568514?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/8419756304990568514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=8419756304990568514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/8419756304990568514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/8419756304990568514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-miss-audsy-tra-lee-loo-cos-im-talking.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RbynMuTCh5I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/XYJ7q6y65d8/s72-c/SP_A0447.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636023.post-5472240583430263782</id><published>2007-01-27T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T20:20:54.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRYAN LIM CHIN YAW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024560386616231810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RbrTDOTCh4I/AAAAAAAAAHE/dVxpzDF7GnQ/s320/SP_A0496.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is kind of late cos his birthday was on Wednesday. Anyway i did manage to celebrate his birthday for awhile after school. We met up for awhile at Ya kun's. Haha. How loser do we sound but at least we met up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first training of touch was okay except for the fact that a ball flew right smack on my nose. Haha. And a certain person's really annoying me sometimes but we shouldnt bring our grudges out of the field. But i cant help but mention that im stuck with her for almost every single drill that we have! Okay i should stop complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised how busy i have been the past week, trying to rush through my work. But on the bright side, i did finish my art report. I think so at least. Just that i got most of the stuff from the internet and i must say i better rack my brains for more. I better try to finish up the rest of the APGP questions. Golly. There's been so much work and this is only the first three months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the first three months, I kind of wish the results will just hurry up come but at the same time, i wish it wont. I really miss my friennys. Namely the mahjong khakis and jamiepok and the rest of the people i used to be so close too. I wish we all would go to the same jc then everything would be so much better and the world a better place. Okay maybe im exaggerating but yes i guess AUDSY's right. I really miss those times when i spend like so so so much time with her. Not like now! I havent seen her for two weeks and i must say its a horrible feeling. But at the same time, the suspense is killing me. I really want to know what i will be getting for my Os and where would i be heading after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ystd was a great day cos Meijin and i bonded with our class. We sang a birthday song to Caressa as a class and Weikwang got her 30 eggs in a bucket. And i think he got cheated cos he paid 30cents for one. But it was hardboiled i guess thats why it cost more. I kind of like Fridays cos there's class time. We had show and tell. Haha. Yes you heard correctly. Haha. Ms Kat's idea though it sounds so primary schoolish. I think CM's really funny with that white paper and the dot thingy. And i didnt know he puts gel on his hair until on Thursday i accidentally hit his had while getting out from my seat in the MPR5. Ooh and we had this field trip. Our first field trip was to the carpark of school to view Ms Kat's car. She's a total blue freak. Her car's blue and almost everything inside her car's blue and she has doreamon/xiao ding dang car accessories. I think she's quite hip now. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school i went out with my lovely schoolmates! Emmsy, Laur, Ginny, Rachel, Prilaa, Changs, Shuwen! We went to BPP for lunch and ate at Mos Burger. I had the Clam Chowder Soup which tasted weird. Then Emmsy and i left. I sent her home and then went to Lot One to meet B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch again at Siam Kitchen. That damn spicy seafood tomyam soup with rice noodle! But i really love it still(: He talked about his class, his match on thursday etc etc when i just sat there and listened. Bumped into Emmsy's classmate Wee How i think, Gina (who wore the Commonwealth uniform today) and Celine. Then we just walked around and around and around cos really there's nothing to do in Lot one before B had his first ride of the LRT. He was like some kid in the train asking why the windows get blurred and all before i headed back to school for touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh and did i mention i got a call from WOONSUMS MY OH SO LOVELY GIRLFRIEND! She wanted to go back to mg but i couldnt cos i had to be back in school for touch. Oh wells, i really wanted to meet up with her! I miss her trucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay im gng to take a walk out with Vee now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-5472240583430263782?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/5472240583430263782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=5472240583430263782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/5472240583430263782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/5472240583430263782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-birthday-bryan-lim-chin-yaw-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RbrTDOTCh4I/AAAAAAAAAHE/dVxpzDF7GnQ/s72-c/SP_A0496.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636023.post-9206898121184718617</id><published>2007-01-25T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T07:31:17.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's plenty of homework for me to complete. So i guess i wont be blogging much. Back to my art research report.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-9206898121184718617?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/9206898121184718617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=9206898121184718617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/9206898121184718617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/9206898121184718617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/01/theres-plenty-of-homework-for-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-5666751008602769672</id><published>2007-01-23T05:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T05:38:37.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RbYPDeTCh3I/AAAAAAAAAG4/0oPpUoF-YzA/s1600-h/champagne+bdae+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023218986725312370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RbYPDeTCh3I/AAAAAAAAAG4/0oPpUoF-YzA/s320/champagne+bdae+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;IM IN A STUDYING MODE NOW. A ONE PAGE REFLECTION WITHOUT LEAVING OUT ANY LINE ON TODAY'S HISTORY TUTORIAL, ECONS HW WHICH I DONT UNDERSTAND AND ART RESEARCH REPORT TO BE DONE. I WNA DO ALL OF IT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MET UP WITH EMMSY, JAMIEPOK AND BINGOOO TODAY. FULL FORCE(: I RUSHED DOWN AFTER PE TO MEET THEM FOR A LITTLE WHILE TO CATCH UP.I REALLY LOVE THIS CATCHING UP ONCE A WEEK. ITS QUITE EFFECTIVE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOUCH RUGBY TRAINING TMR. WE'RE GNA LEARN CONTACT RUGBY APPARENTLY. OOH GOLLY I CANT WAIT. HAHA. OKAY I THINK I CANT WAIT AT LEAST BUT I CANT GO CELEBRATE B'S BIRTHDAY TMR. IM SO SORRRRYYYYYY BRYAN LIM CHIN YAW. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FOR ALL TO SEE, MY LATEST CRUSH, CHAMPAGNE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-5666751008602769672?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/5666751008602769672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=5666751008602769672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/5666751008602769672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/5666751008602769672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-in-studying-mode-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RbYPDeTCh3I/AAAAAAAAAG4/0oPpUoF-YzA/s72-c/champagne+bdae+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636023.post-5245189126599538491</id><published>2007-01-21T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T05:46:35.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay i figured my last entry doesnt make sense cos AUDSY msged me and said " is thay why your blog entry doesnt make sense! 'i look like robin' And i was like what is val talking abt." Haha. So i shall make my last entry less abstract. In short, i look like robin means i look like a boy (not a bird. okay maybe im not sure about that) and this is because i went to kimage to cut my hair with my good old classmate on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kap with Emmsy, Jamiepok, Bingooo, Laur, Josh11 and B on Friday. It was great catching up with themooooo. I really miss them soooooo. Saw Patpat with Amos and Aldo. Ooh. It do so reminded me of the good old Smartlab times with Mr Seetoh as my physics tutor. Hardeehar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, ystd i woke up and decided to watch Akeelah and the Bee for awhile. "Spell xanthosis. X-A-N-T-H-O-S-I-S. xanthosis. Can i have a definition please? Can i have the language of origin please? "Wow. This kids are like major bees! They can really spell all the hard words which i havent even heard of. Overall, the show was okay. Quite saddening to me at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Ngee Ann Poly open house after that with Emmsy and bingoo(: Im interested in two courses from the School of Humanities. One's the Early Childhood, and Two's Psychology and Community Services. Did you know that early childhood's really cool cos you get to learn about children's behaviour and all. To top it off, sometimes you will spend 3 out of your 5 school days gng to childcare centres to sit there and observe. Plus after your 3 years in poly, they will actually ask you to apply for some college(which i have forgotten the name) in Boston. How cool's learning about children's behaviours! For the Psychology and Community Services course, its gna be hard to get in cos they are only taking in 40 students as this would be their first intake! School of Business is quite good too. I think Tourism's great. They went to Las Vegas last year and would be going to Australia in March/May, i cant really rmb but you get to learn 6 different aspects.Retail, hotel management etc. Okay so these are probably the three courses which im more interested in. Did i mention i bump into WOONSUMS and it seems like eons since i last saw her and I MISS HER SO? And calvin too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tea appreciation session with B was great. We just sat down at this really cool place which is gng to be our favourite hangout place for now, The V Tea Room. The smell of the classic Earl Grey tea was just great. Not forgetting the Whisky Barrell Mud cake which was so rich that made me felt as though i put on so much weight. We just sat there for the afternoon just catching up. I must bring AUDSY there one day. I think she will love it. Perhaps on Friday if i do so meet up with her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to meet my mummy and vee at bugis after that. Shopped while waiting for daddy to bring us out for dinner. Got two shirts and a ring. I dont know why but somehow i just love rings. I love buying them. Its my latest craze!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to New Creation today with vee, del, nat, aman and b. Somehow i dont fall asleep when i attend the adult service there. I thought the message was rather interesting today. After that we just ate ate ate ate ate ate. Yes thats basically my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAMPANGE IS MY NEW LOVE. (i mean alvin's dog by the way)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-5245189126599538491?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/5245189126599538491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=5245189126599538491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/5245189126599538491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/5245189126599538491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/01/okay-i-figured-my-last-entry-doesnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-5180001303765427673</id><published>2007-01-19T07:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T07:56:35.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im a boy! I look like Robin, Bat man's friend. I feel so shizzamadizza that i just feel like cooping myself at home and not going out till my hair grows. Say hello to your new friend, Ah boy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-5180001303765427673?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/5180001303765427673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=5180001303765427673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/5180001303765427673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/5180001303765427673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-boy-i-look-like-robin-bat-mans.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-2817416108863003644</id><published>2007-01-17T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T04:19:37.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gp wasnt too bad just that meijin and i shouldnt have act smart. We tried going to the other block to look for the class when it actually was the first classroom right in front of us. So next time we know! To get to a class which we dont know where it is, we should just go to the opposite destination we are thinking of. I think Madam Shafa's really nice if you ask me! And the other teacher whatever his name was remind gin and i of jtay! Especially the way he talks. So i think Madam Shafa is cool and so im so motivated to read Times magazine which supposedly helps you to improve in gp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econs was okay. Better than what i had expected. Ms Kat's really funny at times to me! Pamela's so humorous. She was really scared to get caught for eating percy pigs in class so she went to peel them into small pieces and pop them into her mouth. Haha. She's really cute. Pammy the clammy is ny name for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese was okay. We got the teacher that looks like a malay but she speaks really quickly in chinese that its quite hard to catch it! We watched finish the dalian lecture video and did the questions on the paper but i ended up copying my answers from gin. Thanks for lending me gin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for lunch later with goola (that's changs and prilaa), gin and rachel lok. Headed to bpp for lunch at kfc which i didnt really finish my food cos of the touch rugby trials that we were going to go for later. I think i have this bladder problem that makes me go to the toilet after i drink something although i may not have drank alot or eat alot( though i know this shouldnt have affect it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came back to school later. Goola and gin went for taekwando trials followed by odac while rachelok, shuwen and i went for the touch rugby trials. 2.4 km run, games, sprints, rachelok strangled by rathi, me getting squished by mag, rachelok and i embarrassing ourselves at the games cos she kept on taking my ball and i kept on taking hers, so i guess you can picture how the touch rugby trials went for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to tell you about a major loser but he/she has to remain unnamed so let's call this person A. So person A has this particular bag which is really common in school cos i see like 3 other people carrying that bag. So person A just grabs the bag and goes to the bustop. When person A was about to take something out of his/her bag, he/she realises that that bag's not his/hers cos it has a mg u inside. So Person A had to walk back to school to go get it from shuwen. By golly right!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy fruits for me today! Especially kiwi, the fruit of my life!(: Now im feeling sleepy but im glad i completed my math hw. I need help in econs though. Ill just take it one at a time. Going to crash now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-2817416108863003644?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/2817416108863003644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=2817416108863003644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/2817416108863003644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/2817416108863003644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/01/gp-wasnt-too-bad-just-that-meijin-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-3405960338159651354</id><published>2007-01-16T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T07:32:05.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RazvX-TCh2I/AAAAAAAAAGU/dEOXWJ23LSs/s1600-h/PICT3173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020650879750145890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RazvX-TCh2I/AAAAAAAAAGU/dEOXWJ23LSs/s320/PICT3173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RazvJ-TCh1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/l7DfvpSGHw0/s1600-h/PICT3172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020650639231977298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RazvJ-TCh1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/l7DfvpSGHw0/s320/PICT3172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Razu-eTCh0I/AAAAAAAAAGE/AE4XHyMZXI4/s1600-h/PICT3170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020650441663481666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Razu-eTCh0I/AAAAAAAAAGE/AE4XHyMZXI4/s320/PICT3170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RazuruTChyI/AAAAAAAAAF0/8sTAtGBA3aI/s1600-h/SP_A0472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020650119540934434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RazuruTChyI/AAAAAAAAAF0/8sTAtGBA3aI/s320/SP_A0472.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RazukOTChxI/AAAAAAAAAFs/8SgBa9WKWuY/s1600-h/SP_A0471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020649990691915538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RazukOTChxI/AAAAAAAAAFs/8SgBa9WKWuY/s320/SP_A0471.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RazubuTChwI/AAAAAAAAAFk/v9G3xR1Cx2Q/s1600-h/SP_A0469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020649844663027458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RazubuTChwI/AAAAAAAAAFk/v9G3xR1Cx2Q/s320/SP_A0469.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assembly was finally at the parade ground today and my my it was a hot day! I find my class chairman really amusing. Haha. I will never forget what ms kat said about him being "gung-ho"! I dont know why i find that really funny but i do. And i think all he does is shakes peoples' hand. Dont ask me why. Haha. I just think he's really really funny with his hair all gel-ed up and all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;H1 Lecture ended early again. As usual i was standing outside the Art Studio and to my horrors, anglia or something like that wasnt in school. She's like my only friend there as in not really friend just accquintance but i talk to her! So we were standing outside class till shumei they all decided to go look for the teacher. We went to the canteen and yes he was there! Drinking tea/coffee/whatever that drink is with Mr. Sas. He forgot that there was lecture today again. So we went back to the art studio and he just briefed us again on the SOVA A levels exam structure then asked us to join some ceramic lesson which would be from 430-630 on Mondays so in other words, school will end at 630 for me on Monday. We ended class like 20 minutes earlier or something so i just headed to the cafe by myself and bought myself a chicken pie and decided to wait till the rest of them come out from the respective lecture venues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pe was next and it was some 3km run at the canal behind school. I was deciding whether to skip it but in the end i just decided to go. I need that run. Haha. I havent exercise for ages. Okay not really cos i just ran with emmsy the day before but i got tired really quickly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Econs was so so. We learnt about opportunity cost and all those stuff. I was trying to pay attention but i find some of their questions in our exercise rather redundant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ended school at 1130 so we just slacked at the canteen for one hour singing songs. GER IS THE ULTIMATE FUNNY GIRL AND IM SO GLAD SHE'S IN PJ! You should hear ger and emmsy sing its really really funny. I love them so!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school i headed to Westmall with emmsy, laur and josiah. Our og decided to stay in school and gym. The bus ride was terrible. Ate at Bk and my my there was this sneaky person and i do mean sneaky with a big s woman who came to us and wanted to borrow a phone from us then emmsy, laur and me just stared at her so in the end, josiah lent his phone and then after she returned it, she went back to her seat which was outside but we could spy her from the glass window cos guess what! she took out her phone from her bag. How utterly cheapo! We were trying to waste time before we head back to school for emmsy's tennis training so we went to check the timing for Blood Diamond but there wasnt a suitable timing so we ended up at some arts and craft stall doing some art and crafts stuff. Hello Kitty and Barney and friends for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cabbed back to school. While emmsy went for tennis training, met up with my og at the sanctuary. Played cards and got asked to stop playing cos of a mr tong or something so we went to a corner to play and i tried spying emmsy from there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to drop by kap to find ellen and jamiepok. Girly talks, jelly bean fights, macs food though i was on a healthy lifestyle diet. Met josh 11 who wont stop laughing. Great company!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Headed back to pj to pick emmsy up and then she told me all her tennis experiences. Told you you can do it emmsy(: Im so proud of you! Stayed at her house to talk till my daddy came to get me. Ashley loves my funny faces and Chocs is just a lovely dog! Better than guigui(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8636023-3405960338159651354?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/3405960338159651354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=3405960338159651354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/3405960338159651354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/3405960338159651354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/01/assembly-was-finally-at-parade-ground.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RazvX-TCh2I/AAAAAAAAAGU/dEOXWJ23LSs/s72-c/PICT3173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636023.post-4728590826760430740</id><published>2007-01-14T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T05:03:21.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ystd i kind of wasted half a day cos the weather was so nice so i slept in till about 230 although my sleep was disrupted by calls from janjan and nat asking whether i was going to go for Fusion which i didnt go in the end cos i was feeling lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up helping my daddy out at his shop. It was my first time helping out in the IMM outlet and i guess i wasnt really familiar with the surroundings there. Usually i help out with the cashier so i was standing there waiting to take orders and collect money and something really pissed me off. I dont see why people cant just order from the correct place. Like hello! The cashier's here so obviously you pay here and queue here! I got so frustrated cos many of them were sticking their head to the kitchen area and ordering from there! And it got me so confused that i mix up the money matters again. Okay shit i know im being so random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time i came back it was 12 and the next day i had to go to church. I ended up going back to my own church instead of New Creation cos nat had a golf game at 11 and we agreed to go tgt so we'll most probably go next week or something. And my silly parents forgot to wake me up so i was late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church was okay. Didnt go for cell. Ended up going back to IMM cos daddy had to go back to help the worker with something. Mummy, Vee and i ended up just walking around. Just got a tee from FOS and then a pair of shoes for school cos the present one is in a pathetic state. I ended up buying the same one but in a different colour. Afterwards i just helped daddy out for awhile till alan came and refused to give me my pay. Im not working there as free labour okay! He claims the shoe is my pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i went back home and slept the day away again. I cant do the math question and its pissing me off! Anyway, &lt;strong&gt;IF SOME KIND SOUL HAS THE WENDY CLARK HISTORY BOOK AND DOESNT TAKE HISTORY ANYMORE COULD YOU KINDLY LEND IT TO ME COS I GAVE MINE AWAY AND I REALISE THAT I NEED IT NOW!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-4728590826760430740?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/4728590826760430740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=4728590826760430740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/4728590826760430740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/4728590826760430740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/01/ystd-i-kind-of-wasted-half-day-cos.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-5381032403653436809</id><published>2007-01-13T00:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T01:50:55.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MASS LECTURES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RaipmOTChuI/AAAAAAAAAEY/xZ3RbyxuXvM/s1600-h/5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019448258842494690" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RailzeTChkI/AAAAAAAAADI/zZoW_RgASe0/s320/SP_A0420.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RailruTChjI/AAAAAAAAADA/mZ4zHeg01r8/s1600-h/SP_A0410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019443955285263922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RailruTChjI/AAAAAAAAADA/mZ4zHeg01r8/s320/SP_A0410.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019448744173799154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RaiqCeTChvI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Hwbm3lRW9KY/s320/PICT3131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Raikj-TChhI/AAAAAAAAACw/CWIDiajTjBM/s1600-h/PICT3133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019442722629649938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/Raikj-TChhI/AAAAAAAAACw/CWIDiajTjBM/s320/PICT3133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school on thursday, it was raining heavily and i was really lucky enough to have managed to get a cab right at the school's doorsteps! I love the two pj girls who took a cab to school so so much cos if not ill be too lazy to take out my brolly and walk out to get a cab that ill just walk out in the rain and get my fringe wet. So we all piled in. Dropped emmsy home and then laur and then i headed to Holland V to meet Bryan Lim and Harresh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Havent met those two for like ages! Went to Crystal Jade for lunch and no i didnt eat no 40 this time which was century egg and lean meat porridge but i ate fresh scallop porrdige. I wanted a change! So we caught up and stuff and then cos Harresh went to meet Ant at the food court so we were looking out of the window trying to wave to Harresh from there and it was really funny looking at Ant with his rolled up pants and slippers plus he was wearing his specs so altogether, he really looked like someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to meet up with Harresh again and guess who on earth did i meet? HEWSY/JIALINNY/AHLIN/AHMAX/BETTY!!i was so happy! she's so chaotah from orientation and i was screaming like crap cos i was really happy to see her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that Harresh wanted to show us his taiwan pictures so we went to some kodak film place to view it before we headed to coffee bean to catch up. He had training after that so he has to go back to rj. I do so miss my couz): Thanks for the awfully belated christmas card! Its really pretty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bumped around with Bryan Lim for awhile more before he went home and then i went to meet Josiah. He's like my new found friend in pj cos we happen to be in the same og and in the same class now. We were supposed to be going back home but ended up at Westmall's coffee bean hearing his interesting stories (for your information, for all who dont know where's that. That's like Bukit Batok's shopping centre. Just like how Lot 1's Choa Chu Kang's shopping centre and Bukit Panjang Plaza's Bukit Panjang shopping centre) I had yummy bagel but unfortunately,they ran out of cream cheese! Which i have to add tastes horrible without it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday school was quite slack. All we had was a maths mass lecture which i have to try to attempt that question we were assigned to for homework later. Then it was an hour of break followed by half an hour of recess which i spent talking to becca. she told me about pj and stuff. Then i headed to class with gin and weikwang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some funny stuff that happened during class.&lt;br /&gt;1. Josiah was staring out of the window so Ms Kat asked if he was bored and said if he wanted to stare out of the window, stare at this window which she then took out her whiteboard marker and drew a window on the board. I think she hates him cos he was late for ct cos he just had to go to lt4 and before that she was lecturing the class on punctuality.&lt;br /&gt;2. Ms Kat asked us to guess what her surname is in chinese then all the senior jc1s said MAO. haha. i find that really funny. I dont know whether you do.&lt;br /&gt;3. We sat in a circle and were supposed to share about ourselves and there was this girl that said Hello my name is __________. I am from china..... and then she just wont stop talking. She took like forever or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school i headed to Westmall with my og. Okay i should not really say og cos its not really an og outing cos there was only 9 of us and out of the 9 of us, 2 of them wont even part of our og. I just realised they werent. I always thought they were. I bumped into alecia, ellen, emms, jamie, josh11, faith and their other friend, irvin or something like that. My og people were quite shocked by the way mg girls react when they meet up with friends but i dont care whether i was embarrassing myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So our og had lunch together at Pastamania. Vongole for me as usual and a cup of nice hot earl grey tea! we talked and stuff. junming and alvin was competing who will eat faster cos both of them always take such a long time to eat. we went to check out movie timings but then some of us didnt wna catch pan something so we ended up at alvin's house watching Night at the Museum with his lovely shitzu dog, champagne! And his parents are really really really young!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we left alvin's house,laur and i cabbed over to my place then i went to change and get ready for our mahjong khakis gathering. Picked emmsy up and then ellen before laur went home to change out then her mom dropped us at scotts and we took a train down and we actually got quite lost trying to find Milennia Walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally we reached Outback Steakhouse and i met up with everyone! It was really fun just sitting there, eating steaks, talking, catching up on our jc days now and somehow a part of me felt that it was quite awkward at certain times. I really do hope its just me overreacting cos i know we wont part!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rushed over to Candy Empire to get some candy. Bought two boxes of kinder happy hippo to share with the khakis, yummy yummy gourmet beans called the jelly bean factory, a packet of starburst babies and turkish delight which i know usually people dont like it but i really do! This is to stock up for lectures. Im gng to bring them to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that Audsy, Ale, Goon and i walked over to the Fountain of Wealth. Audsy and Ale went to get the cake while goon and i were supposed to do the dedication. Unfortunately, the fountain stopped already so we couldnt do the laser one and only the audio one was available so we did the dedication but apparently they didnt hear it so we ended up just heading over to nydc to have the birthday cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took group photos outside, stood around in a circle, had our group hugs. I will really miss everything we've done together and i really wonder when's the next time and i do so hope each and everyone of us will stick to our pact of meeting up every time there's someone's birthday. I LOVE YOU GUYS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8636023-5381032403653436809?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/5381032403653436809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=5381032403653436809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/5381032403653436809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/5381032403653436809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/01/highlights-of-this-week-1.html' title='MASS LECTURES'/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RaipmOTChuI/AAAAAAAAAEY/xZ3RbyxuXvM/s72-c/5.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636023.post-9164181049649631891</id><published>2007-01-11T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T07:03:38.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MASS LECTURES</title><content type='html'>We'll be having mass lectures till next tuesday until the new time table with tutorials come out on Wednesday.  Anyway, im having this really really bad tummyache ever since 130 today. I think its because of the PJ canteen food! I really hate it! Its so bad that i think i might start bringing my own food to school in a lunch box. At least I know i wont be the only one doing that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mass lectures have been so so. I have switched class. Now im in A04 so i have gin and pamela! Plus some new friends i made like josiah and big shot (this is some name i gave to that someone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to bpp after school ystd with emmsy and laur. We went to Venezia for some yummy icecream. Raspberry for me&lt;3!!! After which we took the lrt down to lot 1 to supposedly go look for presents. I mean how loser can we get. I cant believe i actually suggested going there to look for presents. Obviously we didnt get anything there. I didnt go for og outing but i sort of saw my og from upstairs. We saw changs and rachelok walking too at the ground level so we went to look for them. They were at Pizza Hut with prilaa and shuwen so we went in to talk to them for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, laur went home and emmsy and i went back to mg to meet up with jamiepok! It sure felt like home walking up that hill which we used to dread oh so much. But if you are in pj, you wont dread that hill anymore cos pj's worse! To me at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when i went back to mg i tried looking for jamiepok and i realise how much things changed. Take for example the canteen, the shops were given new names just like how red bowl was called oriental treats and the western stall go west and that hockseng stall is now cut into half and the lockers look like freezer compartments that are blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with a few teachers. Mrs P, Ms Cheong, Ms Teo, Ms Ho, Mrs Joyce Ang, Mrs Diana Goh, Mrs Nat Lim. Oh my and you must hear Ms Ho's best lame joke.&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: I dont really like MI&lt;br /&gt;Ms Ho: Then why dont you go MIA la!&lt;br /&gt;Golly i find it really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After bumming around the school i headed to Guthrie with jamie for chicken pie at Venezia's then we had some girly talks and i went to take away my yummy szechuan soup&lt;3 before i sent Jamie back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall update about today another day cos im gng to sleep now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-9164181049649631891?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/9164181049649631891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=9164181049649631891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/9164181049649631891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/9164181049649631891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/01/mass-lectures.html' title='MASS LECTURES'/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-6385449368133771259</id><published>2007-01-10T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T07:07:57.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAST DAY OF ORIENTATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I SELF-DECLARE THE BEST DAY I EVER HAD SINCE I STEPPED INTO PJ WAS THE LAST DAY OF ORIENTATION!&lt;/strong&gt; So although i had another day of mc given by the doctor, i decided to drag myself to school cos its the last day of orientation and i suppose it should be fun and i dont regret doing that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly there was the principal's talk which was really funny cos we were all laughing at this person who kept on repeating that he was a sportsman and asked questions like whether he can self volunteer to retain and stuff. Plus yici and xiao han were borrowing people's stuff toy to stage some play up which was really funny cos someone lent them some voodoo doll which is kind of scary now that im thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was station games. This time we really got wet cos to top it off, it was raining. I guess the fun part everyone was looking forward to was the war game but apparently i didnt really like it cos we had to be on the grass on the dready field. Eew. Flies with mud and grass do not really go together for me. We did our Nathan hakka. Okay i dont know how it goes cos i wasnt in school so dont ask me to show. Ask Emmsy if you really wna see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back my subject combi. MCG for me and im in A05 which is prilaa, chang and rachelok's class. Yay im estatic to have them in the same class as me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The performance at night was rather entertaining. Dim lights, Cheers, Songs, Hairy Mao Mao thingys that light up as you swirl them around, Forming trains and running around the halls madly, doing the mass dance and the fun dance with the people in your og in the circle and basically just having fun esp when you see your enemies dancing. It makes you laugh even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day ended with supper with my og at Lot 1, Choa Chu Kang heartlander's favourite shopping centre. Eating at food courts, getting laughed at by people by the way you cook your beef pepper rice from Pepper Lunch Express, Cleaners chasing us out, Siting at the fountain looking like gallivants, talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best day i ever had in school!!!Ill blog about today another day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-6385449368133771259?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/6385449368133771259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=6385449368133771259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/6385449368133771259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/6385449368133771259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/01/last-day-of-orientation.html' title='LAST DAY OF ORIENTATION'/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-9173093310673188369</id><published>2007-01-08T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T22:18:54.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RaHiMqo6mHI/AAAAAAAAACc/eDj9-z3oSVo/s1600-h/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017540167099652210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RaHiMqo6mHI/AAAAAAAAACc/eDj9-z3oSVo/s320/16.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RaHhJKo6mGI/AAAAAAAAACU/SLyvil1S0zs/s1600-h/35.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017539007458482274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RaHhJKo6mGI/AAAAAAAAACU/SLyvil1S0zs/s320/35.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IN CASE TMR WE END LATE FOR ORIENTATION, AND I WONT HAVE TIME TO RUSH BACK HOME TO TYPE THIS FOR MY TWO LOVELY KHAKIS, BINGO AND RACHANIMAL, I JUST WANT TO TELL YOU TWO THAT YOU TWO ARE GREATLY MISSED AND HAPPY SWEET SEVENTEEN!&lt;/span&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/8636023-9173093310673188369?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/9173093310673188369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=9173093310673188369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/9173093310673188369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/9173093310673188369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/01/in-case-tmr-we-end-late-for-orientation.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RaHiMqo6mHI/AAAAAAAAACc/eDj9-z3oSVo/s72-c/16.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636023.post-7288882591455566156</id><published>2007-01-08T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T21:46:57.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been up since 7 ,hearing the same song which is 3 minuutes and 22 seconds long non-stop, crushed up about 8 pieces of paper of my doodles, broke about two oil pastels, talked to lenlen online cos i really do miss her so, called AUDSY during her bio lecture break, msged rachelok, jamie and emmsy, ate the same porridge i have been eating for the past two days,talked to chunzzy who's in nz now and blog-hopped. Yes this is how bored i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, i had this splitting headache so i didnt go with mummy and vee to get anastacia a present or do some dress shopping. Instead, i stayed at home watching Prison Break Season 2 and it was such a disappointment cos i bought the dvd which stop at this crucial point cos the season's not over yet in America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday i almost fainted in my toilet and i shouted to my parents that i was giddy but stupid frankie quek thought i said there's a bee in the toilet so he told me to just smack it. How stupid can he get. But i still headed to church cos i had to help out at the children's side every first of the month. Celebrated Lois, Jo and Keith's birthday with Uncle Andy's really yummy quiche(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i went with del, nat, aman and vee to jurong point to look for presents  for jaedyn and anastacia cos nat hasnt bought yet. We went to Kiddy Palace and Toys r'us and i must say dont you think Barbie has changed? Dont you think her head looks too big for her now? And during my time, Polly Pocket was small thats why she's called Polly Pocket but why is she like humongous now? Okay maybe not so humongous but humongous then before! And why do people like Spongebob more than Patrick that Spongebob is seen more then Patrick? Okay this is so weird to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nat's parents fetched us to anastacia's birthday bash. Wasnt feeling too good when i got there. Stayed there for awhile then i went back home to sleep the afternoon away till Tricia came over for a swim then Uncle Nicky and mummy brought me to the doctor. Its actually a high fever of 38.9 and because i have some rashes, the doctor thinks its either a virus/dengue/chicken pox so i have two days mc not that i want to pon school. But i think i should be heading to school tom cos its the last day of orientation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AUDSY, WOONSUMS, ALE IF YOU GUYS SEE THIS I REALLY MISS YOU ALL TRUCKLOADS. MEET UP SOON OKAY&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-7288882591455566156?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/7288882591455566156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=7288882591455566156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/7288882591455566156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/7288882591455566156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-have-been-up-since-7-hearing-same.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-3034398270910498767</id><published>2007-01-08T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T19:38:50.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RaG6iqo6mEI/AAAAAAAAACA/5SS3sb1t_D4/s1600-h/57.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017496564591663170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="245" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RaG6iqo6mEI/AAAAAAAAACA/5SS3sb1t_D4/s320/57.bmp" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;17 THINGS ABOUT THE BIRTHDAY GIRL, HEWSY/AHLINNY/AHMAX/BETTY&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. She was the wonderful chairwoman for my last 3 years in mg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Her butt's spankable. (gosh i sound peev here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Her love of her life's Patrick the Starfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Having tuition with her's da bomb yao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. She's easy to bully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. California handroll is her favourite at KAP's Cold Storage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. She thinks Jamie and I are werid cos we seem to talk to people at Cold Storage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. She thinks we're werid for wearing our pyjamas out but i bet secretly she thinks its cool and wants to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I think her parents are cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. She loves Ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. And Prilaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. And Changs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. And Audsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. And Me. ( she better do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. And Jamie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. And all the khakis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Its her birthday today, 8th of Jan so wish her a happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-3034398270910498767?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/3034398270910498767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=3034398270910498767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/3034398270910498767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/3034398270910498767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/01/17-things-about-birthday-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RaG6iqo6mEI/AAAAAAAAACA/5SS3sb1t_D4/s72-c/57.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636023.post-1069039391561285781</id><published>2007-01-08T09:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T19:34:03.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RaGbB6o6mDI/AAAAAAAAABs/mv42kls0oU8/s1600-h/SP_A0134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017461917090486322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RaGbB6o6mDI/AAAAAAAAABs/mv42kls0oU8/s320/SP_A0134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ELLEN CHANG HUI BING&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bingko stinko cheapo fako! i thought ill be really bored at home with no one that crazy like me to be up at 7am in the morning but when i signed online, i saw you! and my my i was really pleased to see you online. i miss you so bing! although i knew you since primary five, i guess we got closer last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes yes i miss those studying sessions that we used to have from midyears till the o's cos that was what brought us close together. i think i kept on seeing you from like the start of school till probably about 8ish or 9 every night. and we had all the different studying places we used to study at. kap, for instance was one of them cos during the weekends, we would spend like our whole day there sometimes. breakfast, lunch, dinner were usually macs or sushi. can you imagine all the calories we gained just sitting there, studying and eating. now even the macs workers like thinesh, the sushi aunties and the swiss bakery aunties recognise us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sixth avenue/guthrie house where there was venezia,coffee bean and simply bread. rmb venezia where that white specs woman always wanted to chase us away but we ordered food! coffee bean where i always had my bagel and tea, my the ultimate ice blended, the ice mocha i shared with you, that berry iced thingy and our favourite kids pasta! jamie and my favourite was the tomato and herb linguine, yours and emmsy was the roasted chicken and mushroom fusili and audsy was the beef golash thingy. and i guess we spent too much time there till the manager recognised us too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the hawker place at the opposite side of the road when we were being really cheapo and went over there to eat. my favourite sze chuan soup which i could just drink that for dinner cos it was really yummy and your oh so favourite salted fish with fried rice and oh yes i rmb the skinny small auntie! she introduced the soup to me! and her worker there, the other scary aunty who always stares at us. plus the uncle that always says in chinese "shao ah shao ah!" so people will give way to him when he's actually carrying cold drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh bing, i do so miss the good old times with the khakis and jamiepok! it was da bomb yao! even better than now cos we rarely do meet up now due to the first three months. we are all in different schools and i guess that's one thing i hate about that cos i miss you and the rest and i just feel so distant from you all. i really do miss mg like shittsoooo! i cant wait for you bingko stinko to get your smelly ass back here. and happy birthday in advance love. i love you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-1069039391561285781?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/1069039391561285781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=1069039391561285781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/1069039391561285781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/1069039391561285781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/01/ellen-chang-hui-bing3-bingko-stinko_08.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RaGbB6o6mDI/AAAAAAAAABs/mv42kls0oU8/s72-c/SP_A0134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636023.post-2608967058204422722</id><published>2007-01-06T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T21:25:08.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PJC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RZ8yXKo6mBI/AAAAAAAAABQ/rCjieoHsg5A/s1600-h/SP_A0391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RZ8yXKo6mBI/AAAAAAAAABQ/rCjieoHsg5A/s320/SP_A0391.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016783883488368658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RZ8yh6o6mCI/AAAAAAAAABY/QW4CGubnlQE/s1600-h/SP_A0367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RZ8yh6o6mCI/AAAAAAAAABY/QW4CGubnlQE/s320/SP_A0367.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016784068171962402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RZ8yPao6mAI/AAAAAAAAABI/IEfdNM6LHt0/s1600-h/SP_A0390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RZ8yPao6mAI/AAAAAAAAABI/IEfdNM6LHt0/s320/SP_A0390.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016783750344382466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to go into detail about the school im stuck with for the first three months, pjc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, like emms said there's only one word to describe the first day of school, HORRIBLE. There was a major jam from the main road outside all the way to the school which is like super super deep in! I met emmsy outside school and we just stood at the guardhouse waiting for laur they all to come and i must say the guard there is rather on! When these two boys were walking out of the gate, she said :" Eh boys, where are you going? Its already 730 already and school starts at 740. I will close the gate at 740 sharp!" &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Then when we went to the concourse to check our og groups on the board there, the teachers there kept on hurrying us! I wonder why must we rush when you only put two boards of the list and everyone has to squeeze their way in to see which og and house you're posted too. Anyway, im in the same og and house as laur a door(: prilaa's with rachelok, ger's with kelsie and changs, gin, emms, jo, smelly, jamiekoh are all by themselves in their ogs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay the rest of the day was talks talks talks talks talks! Yes so you can imagine how boring it was. There wasnt recess when i do so badly needed that! But there was lunch though where like you could see everyone sitting back with their secondary school friends. Although we all put our bags on benches in ogs, we just left it there and sat with our own school mates. The food there's okay i suppose. Mango juice with nata de coco's going to be my daily dosage&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emms, laur and i skipped the subject talks and just headed to the canteen and ate some more! We saw people running out of school on the first day. I wonder whether that guard did anything to them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally it was 230. I waited so long for this cos i just wanted to get out of school as soon as possible! So we were walking out that long dreaded walk and we were so tired of walking but there so happened to be a cab so we just flagged it and took it. Emms and Laur bent down when we passed people so people wouldnt think we are spoilt brats. I think they dont want to friend us cos they have a mentality that mg people are snobbish and stuck up but i dont think we are. We are friendly people okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that we dropped laur off then we headed to kap to meet jamiepok(: We shared about our first day of school. Seems like people in mi and pj didnt have fun on the first day but the next day would be a better day! Gin and i are going to be "social butterflies" like what she said. We are going to make friends! Gosh i just realise how loser i sound when i said that. But i guess we have too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day of school was better than the first cos i made some friends here and there. Janice for one who's really really really sweet cos she always smiles! Today there was a couple of talks in the morning on library and student management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was mass icebreakers 1 which was rather okay. We played some normal icebreakers that scissors paper stone thingy and the guy behind emmsy's really funny cos he didnt want to put his hands on her shoulder until some ogl/agent (yes thats what they call our ogl cos our theme's like 007 PierONE) told him too. They made us do chicken dance in this rather cute and faster than normal tune of the chicken dance. There's this part when we had to hold hands in a circle and start dancing around but emms,laur and i just stood there. I guess it was quite werid. Haha. I left icebreakers halfway cos i had to go for the profile test for Art. Yes yes i know this sounds really stupid of me to be taking that but i dont want to do econs so im appealing out of that and for me to do chemistry instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The profile test was okay i guess cos i was going to do h1 so i didnt need to bring art pieces in and stuff. Well i was only offered two subject combinations. Maths, Econs, History with either Chemistry, Art or Geog as my h1 and Maths, Econs, Geog with either Chemistry or Art as my h1. And we are supposed to put our first two choices so as you can see i have not much choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had squad time. (squad's our name for our ogs because of the theme again) It was okay we played some memory games which i guess was quite good cos at least i know who are the people in my og.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mass dance was okay. I wouldnt want to comment much on it cos as you can see from hewsy's tag on my board, "AND OMG YOUR MASS DANCE IS HILARIOUS. " Well yes it is. And it feels good to be the tallest girl in my og and laur as the second tallest. Haha. Im always in the middle-range. But that means that i had to partner the tallest guy in my og who is really tall. Im not going to comment on my partner and all. Ask me if you are really really interested cos ill gladly tell you about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had some songs and cheers section which i felt werid doing it. Its really different from mg. Mg ususally sings christian songs but pj sings songs which are more pop like Blue's Best in Me as their co-theme song and some whey-oh wonder, wonder, wonderland song! And their cheers are always in some dialect like hokkien or in another language like in jap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School ended late. Like 45 minutes late. Golly i do dread that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ystd was the third day of school! We had talks in the morning again about cca and house system and cca's compulsory here in pj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes like what hewsy said: "i heard you guys gotta play today man!" like finally! We had station games which was supposed to be dirty and wet. Played some number sequence game with basketballs which khalilah couldnt catch so everyone was just making fun of her. Then some memorising formation game which i had to lie on garnesh which was really awkward. Some make a clown game and a rod game which we have an alliance with the philby clan. And i didnt want to sit on the muddy grass at the field cos apparently there are millipedes, centipedes and a two-week dead frog. We had some pail game which the ogls kept on bombing us with dyed water which was gross cos it made our shorts and shirts wet and it sucks when you are wearing a youknowhat. And some game which was gross. I think girls who hate dirt behaviour just makes people think that we are allergic to the grass cos someone actually asked me that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was great cos i was sitting with og26 which was prilaa's and rachelok's. Made a couple of new friends and one happened to be vee's p6 friend. How small this world is huh! Then we played concentration with garnesh banging the table so hard that the carton of drinks just kept on moving really vigourously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squad and Unit time was okay. We learnt a few more cheers and then one of my ogl had to go to the toilet cos this person in my og who is forever sleeping was in the toilet for a really long time and the og people thought that he probably fell asleep there. Plus the ogls and the righthand man pole dancing just made it really really funny. It all started cos my og suggested doing pole-dancing for our item.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was debrief and our whole unit/clan marched in singing the nathan's march. Haha. My og always pronounces nathan as nathan. Okay you wun know the difference unless you hear them do it cos its really funny. We ended 2 hours late. Only got dismissed at 630. How great is that right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway two more days of orientation(: Its getting better each day at least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-2608967058204422722?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/2608967058204422722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=2608967058204422722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/2608967058204422722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/2608967058204422722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/01/pjc.html' title='PJC'/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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://bp3.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RZ8yXKo6mBI/AAAAAAAAABQ/rCjieoHsg5A/s72-c/SP_A0391.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636023.post-116763272739077022</id><published>2007-01-01T14:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T22:25:27.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>POST CHRISTMAS PICTURES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/1600/18440/SP_A0268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/320/455006/SP_A0268.jpg" 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-116763272739077022?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/116763272739077022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=116763272739077022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116763272739077022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116763272739077022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/01/post-christmas-pictures.html' title='POST CHRISTMAS PICTURES'/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-116763017479657691</id><published>2007-01-01T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T04:18:07.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW YEAR'S EVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RZj77a2ySzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZAK5zkIOLnY/s1600-h/39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RZj77a2ySzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZAK5zkIOLnY/s320/39.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015035183317011250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RZj7uq2ySyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ixaLn-5-3fg/s1600-h/40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RZj7uq2ySyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ixaLn-5-3fg/s320/40.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015034964273679138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RZj7Xq2ySxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/TY4QJP29LKY/s1600-h/41.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RZj7Xq2ySxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/TY4QJP29LKY/s320/41.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015034569136687890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy New Year to y'all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway ystd i just headed to church and helped out at the children's side.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks del for that lovely christmas card&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch with my family then we went back home.&lt;br /&gt;I caught a few more episodes of Prison Break before i had to change out for Eugene's and Susan's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;Im not gna elaborate about the wedding cos it was youknow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back home after that to catch up on more episodes then i went to meet Jamiepok at newton at eight-ish.&lt;br /&gt;We headed to Cityhall and it was so crowded and stuff i tell you!&lt;br /&gt;Went to New York New York for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;It was quite stupid cos we put down 3 people and then we didnt see the sign, Priorities would be given to groups with everyone present.&lt;br /&gt;So i guess they kept on skipping us.&lt;br /&gt;I was so tempted to tell the woman thats a stupid policy but i didnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she led us to some table that looked more like it was meant for more than 3 people and before that there was only the two of us so we looked quite retarded taking up that table.&lt;br /&gt;The service there was rather mm, slow.&lt;br /&gt;It took them quite long to get our orders, serve our food and get the bill.&lt;br /&gt;But maybe cos it was really crowded that day.&lt;br /&gt;Seafood Penne and Jamiepok's really huge Chicken Cabonara!&lt;br /&gt;(By the way, the name of our dishes were quite long so i decided to rename it by myself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Bryan, Ellen and Frankie.&lt;br /&gt;We walked to Esplande.&lt;br /&gt;My my!&lt;br /&gt;Never go there for countdowns unless you are really a die-hard fireworks fan!&lt;br /&gt;It was crowded, stuffy, with youknowho's pushing you around and squeezing you plus not all the escalators were working so you can imagine how snail-paced everything was.&lt;br /&gt;Plus Frankie kept on calling the youknowho names which i think they would know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were walking all over the place trying to find a good spot to watch.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we were quite near to the river/water/sea whatever that was.&lt;br /&gt;But we had to stand ther for a pretty long time.&lt;br /&gt;It was raining for awhile but we were sheltered by people carrying umbrellas.&lt;br /&gt;Good thing it stopped raining after that!&lt;br /&gt;So while we were waiting for the fireworks, we saw this small boy who kept on pretending he was a lion/some kind of roaring animal, holding guns/fireworks (i couldnt really decipher what he was doing) so we just played with him but he ended up stepping on our toes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got cheated!&lt;br /&gt;They didnt even countdown!&lt;br /&gt;The fireworks just came out and we just watched/videoed/took pictures.&lt;br /&gt;But i kind of liked the Make-a-wish balls floating on the water/river/sea whatever you call it.&lt;br /&gt;It didnt really feel like a new year but i guess it was fun going with all my lovely friennys(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we wanted to go home and it was rather hard cos it was really crowded and it all seemed like a riot with people breaking the rules, walking on roads, climbing over barriers.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;We went to some hotel near Pennisular to wait for the cab which we called.&lt;br /&gt;And by the time i got home, it was 2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-116763017479657691?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/116763017479657691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=116763017479657691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116763017479657691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116763017479657691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-years-eve.html' title='NEW YEAR&apos;S EVE'/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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://bp1.blogger.com/_VM3T0sILQlE/RZj77a2ySzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZAK5zkIOLnY/s72-c/39.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636023.post-116749585927382342</id><published>2006-12-31T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T08:24:19.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I DONT KNOW WHY BLOGGER WUN ALLOW MY PHOTOS TO GO UP SO ANOTHER TIME THEN ALRIGHT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-116749585927382342?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/116749585927382342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=116749585927382342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116749585927382342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116749585927382342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-dont-know-why-blogger-wun-allow-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-116749558246564892</id><published>2006-12-31T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T08:19:43.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>POST CHRISTMAS PARTIES</title><content type='html'>Okay Friday was quite boring at first.&lt;br /&gt;Jamiepok msged me to ask me whether i wanted to go to town to meet her but i couldnt cos the tv man was coming and i had to stay and see to it that he hooks up the tv properly plus lazy frankie quek made me help him with his accounts so i did!&lt;br /&gt;But the fun began when my childhooders came to the Christmas party at my place(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we just ate and talked.&lt;br /&gt;Usual food.&lt;br /&gt;Turkey, Finger food, log cake etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;Met up with a few of them whom i havent seen for ages.&lt;br /&gt;Mainly Zach and Nat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got them and annoying frankie quek(who couldnt get the game) hooked onto sudoku!&lt;br /&gt;Aunty Alison planned some activites which were really well, okay.&lt;br /&gt;We played something like blow wind blow called me too.&lt;br /&gt;And did some reflections on this year and stuff!&lt;br /&gt;Like we had to say about what we learnt, and get into our families and drew what we wanted to thank God for on mahjong paper.&lt;br /&gt;Really meaningful i must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day ended with toasting of sparkling juice and giving out of coasters that we are gng to keep till 10 years from now and then we'll come back and piece them all back tgt cos it makes a circle(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ystd was class party!&lt;br /&gt;I dressed up as a holly/christmas tree.&lt;br /&gt;Okay whatever you call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auds and rach came soon after.&lt;br /&gt;We put up the deco (the merry christmas banner which audsy coloured which was beautiful, the snowflakes which she drew and we cut, and pasted the christmas trees on cups)&lt;br /&gt;Then ale, elys and ellen came.&lt;br /&gt;We just sat down,opened up the Starburst babies and started eating and talking while waiting for people to come.&lt;br /&gt;We finished the whole packet before they came.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;But it was great fun seeing my friennys again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the rest started to fill in!&lt;br /&gt;We ate, took pictures and mainly talked about where each of us are gng for first three months.&lt;br /&gt;Then we had games.&lt;br /&gt;They didnt use the games AUDSY and i planned!&lt;br /&gt;But its alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiger Balm!&lt;br /&gt;Which i must say is a really really hard game to play.&lt;br /&gt;Then we couldnt decide what to play later so they decided to watch Meet the Fockers so elys, ale, rach, auds, woonsums and i went back to the party area to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;We took their leftover pizzas, took out the ham and eclairs from the fridge and pigged out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to the playground after that and it had no swings so we just stood there talking about chinese and korean dramas, movies and pronouciations before we headed back to jen's.&lt;br /&gt;We said our goodbyes, dropped our stuff into the time capsule which we are gna open in 2 years time and then we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Serene Centre for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Island Creamery&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;All the love to that!&lt;br /&gt;Had a slice of yummy mudpie that i have been craving for since forever!&lt;br /&gt;Then AUDSY and elys left so it was just me and woonsums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last date of the year cos i wun be seeing her till next year):&lt;br /&gt;We sat there and talked.&lt;br /&gt;Went upstairs to buy mineral water and looked for the lovely gynae who delievered our tamagotchis but she wasnt in.&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Cold Storage to walk around and waste time then we went to Gastromania so that i could buy back chocolate scones for vee.&lt;br /&gt;Walked to the Adam food centre side and just stood there staring the sewage like emo kids.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back to Island Creamery so i could have a scoop of my brandied cherry&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Goon came over so i could change out of that really chrismassy dress of mine to comfy shorts and tee.&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to go to the Old Ford Factory but it was close so goon went home and i went home and while waiting for frankie quek to pick Ariel and send us to Aunty Serene's i watched Prison Break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankie quek's annoying.&lt;br /&gt;He's always late.&lt;br /&gt;So yes we were late!&lt;br /&gt;We had to go pick Ariel and then collect the eclairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so stupid cos we rang the door to the wrong house!&lt;br /&gt;When we reached there, quite a number of people were there already, eating and playing cards.&lt;br /&gt;Then Nat and Amanda came, Del too.&lt;br /&gt;We decided to head to Island Creamery again!&lt;br /&gt;So i had another mudpie and brandied cherry&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who i saw?&lt;br /&gt;YORK YINGG AND DANIELLA!!!&lt;br /&gt;They're oh so cute i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back after that and just talked and i just sat around like an old granny knitting.&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes i sound really aunty.&lt;br /&gt;But i had nothing to do while waiting for my parents's to come.&lt;br /&gt;Our parents went to daddy's for dessert so we were stuck there waiting for them.&lt;br /&gt;They finally came with Zach.&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh my oh so old childhood frienny but i left when he came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post Christmas was rather eventful cos i met up with my old friennys which is good cos the year's coming to an end and im glad we met up.&lt;br /&gt;Ill miss all my friennys):&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-8636023.post-116733393616059878</id><published>2006-12-29T03:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T18:58:49.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time to blog about my all time favourite cousin in the world, HARRESH KRISHNAN! Its time to spread the krishnan love to all(: &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/320/261351/acsbr%20bdiv%202006.round%202%20semis%2C3rd%20placing%20015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gosh. This picture of him reminds me of his IC photo. He looks really different i tell you! This picture must have been taken in sec 3 i bet! One look without even asking him! Haha. He's Elvis with those oh so cool side burns!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/1600/244859/team%20acs%202006%20038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/320/650168/team%20acs%202006%20038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Harresh's brother, Vighnesh. I hope i spelt it correctly. Harresh always has to correct me cos i spell it wrongly. Man. His legs are like a pair of chopsticks(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/1600/331068/PIC_0098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/320/225212/PIC_0098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LATTE the really sexy dog. She looks like a rare breed i tell you! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Haha. Im like introducing the whole krishnan family! Im really bored and in a random mood. Harresh just went offline cos he has a game tmr. We had a really werid conversation today right JAMSTER and COUZ? But it was funny and i enjoyed myself cos i was laughing so much! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-116733393616059878?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/116733393616059878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=116733393616059878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116733393616059878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116733393616059878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2006/12/time-to-blog-about-my-all-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-116733153447136661</id><published>2006-12-29T02:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T10:45:35.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/1600/942373/36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/320/499578/36.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/320/184865/37.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/320/59667/35.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Guess what!&lt;br /&gt;Jamiepok's cleaning her cupboard now and she's telling me about her adventure.&lt;br /&gt;1.Her cupboard's dusty. (obviously wait till you hear what she found and you'll know why its dusty)&lt;br /&gt;2. She found Ruth Ho's examscripts! The sec one one i assume!&lt;br /&gt;3. She found some autograph of someone but i told her to keep it in case next time she can put it to good use.&lt;br /&gt;4. She found her SA2 geog paper in sec one. She scored 79.5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And James dreamt that Giant got stolen by Les.&lt;br /&gt;How horrible is that!&lt;br /&gt;I cant even picture that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I was clearing a tiny portion of my room and guess what i found!&lt;br /&gt;My sec two graffti!&lt;br /&gt;This green board that i used to put on my table to write and then my classmates kept on vandalising it!&lt;br /&gt;Okay maybe my classmates vandalise everything cos i rmb i had this purple pillow that i used to put it on my seat and they vandalised that too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That reminds me of my sec two days(:&lt;br /&gt;Jamiepok constantly singing her 5566 songs to me!&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the lyrics of Boyfriend by 5566.&lt;br /&gt;"You got a boyfriend, another man, another guy by your side someone who'll treat you right."&lt;br /&gt;And there was this one that went "man tian xing xing, ni de yan jing"&lt;br /&gt;And our chinese teacher (whom we nicknamed mogutou and wears pyjama looking clothes) who always makes us listen to chinese songs and copy the lyrics out.&lt;br /&gt;I bet James loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay im really bored now.&lt;br /&gt;I bet you guys can tell cos im blogging about random things.&lt;br /&gt;I really have nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;Im talking to Jamiepok and Harresh online.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe ill blog about Harresh next! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-116733153447136661?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/116733153447136661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=116733153447136661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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with our brollies and while we were crossing the overhead bridge we met jtay.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, again in less than a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we dropped by Video Ezy hoping to grab some dvds.&lt;br /&gt;I dont understand why cant they just sell me the Love Actually dvd!&lt;br /&gt;I have been trying to look for it but they only do renting for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to Cold Storage after that cos i was feeling bored and i wanted to do grocery shopping to stock up the miserable cupboards in the kitchen filled with only maggi mee, jelly mix, chips, brownie mix, campbell soup, pasta, canned fruits etc.&lt;br /&gt;All these are so time consuming!&lt;br /&gt;It will take me forever to cook them so i decided to go for easy to prepare food.&lt;br /&gt;So i grabbed some cereal, milk, canned mushrooms and baked beans and Seventeen magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed back home and Jamiepok msged(:&lt;br /&gt;She woke up at 4!&lt;br /&gt;Golly.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how can she do that!&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping for 12 hours is no joke i tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dropped my groceries at home then i went to meet her at kap.&lt;br /&gt;It was a huge mistake not changing before leaving the house cos i was in a horrible pair of striped shorts that looked like boxers and house tee.&lt;br /&gt;Vee said i looked like some retrenched worker esp when i was carrying the magazine in my hands too.&lt;br /&gt;But it was great fun meeting james(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to Cold storage first.&lt;br /&gt;I saw the aunties working at Swiss Bakery.&lt;br /&gt;They still remembered me and ellen cos they asked where's the other one and i was like oh the short one.&lt;br /&gt;I know ellen's gng to kill me for saying this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to kap, ordered and sat at our usual seat.&lt;br /&gt;Okay we wun sitting at the usual one, we were sitting at dededededededededede's seat!&lt;br /&gt;So we read our magazines and i know jamiepok really wants to go to the vivo countdown now cos youknowho will be there.&lt;br /&gt;Some scouts came in and my my their scarf looked like green crepe paper i dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;And we saw these two girls who were sec 3 studying(:&lt;br /&gt;Jolly good for them!&lt;br /&gt;Caught up with james after what seemed like a long time.&lt;br /&gt;We didnt see Thinesh though but we saw mani, elaine (who pronounces plain cheese burger as plan cheese burger) and yida( mr slide shoes)&lt;br /&gt;It sort of bring back memories of last time when we studied there.&lt;br /&gt;I surely miss those studyparts i had(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were walking down the stairs when i thought i spotted hewsy's car and YES IT WAS HEWSY.&lt;br /&gt;OH MY LOVE MY DARLING!!!&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;Hewsy isnt my darling but i do so love and miss her.&lt;br /&gt;She's oh so cute so i gave her a hug and we followed her to Cold storage so she could get her sour cream and she commented on my shorts and said we are pyjama looking people.&lt;br /&gt;Golly.&lt;br /&gt;But it was great meeting her for that mere 10 minutes or so.&lt;br /&gt;After that, i went home and took a nap(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr all my lovely childhood mates are coming over and we're gna have a christmas party!&lt;br /&gt;Ooh i cant wait&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-116731164238355549?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/116731164238355549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=116731164238355549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116731164238355549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116731164238355549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2006/12/out-with-jamiepok.html' title='OUT WITH JAMIEPOK'/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-116728806892410475</id><published>2006-12-28T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T22:41:08.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay it has been raining ever since i woke up this morning.&lt;br /&gt;I endured 4 hours at home already.&lt;br /&gt;It was torturous cos there was nothing to do at home.&lt;br /&gt;I think jamiepok's still sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;That means no baking of tiramisu):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i have been doing was using the com, watching tv which had one good show debbie travis painted house, listening to music while doing sudoku and eating cheesy pizzas and now im gna take a trip down to cold storage cos im really bored and i must say my house food are all junk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-116728806892410475?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/116728806892410475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=116728806892410475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116728806892410475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116728806892410475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2006/12/okay-it-has-been-raining-ever-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-116723984122294343</id><published>2006-12-28T01:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T09:17:21.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OUT WITH VEE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/1600/852013/PC150142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/320/728311/PC150142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending half a day at home just trying to fix my com for what seemed like a thousand times cos msn wasnt working and the internet explorer too but there was nothing wrong with the wireless, i gave up and asked vee to go out with me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh all that sisterly love&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our main motive was to get a present for the gathering at Uncle Teeloon and Auntie Serene's house this saturday.&lt;br /&gt;We did in the end.&lt;br /&gt;A humbag tin from Mark's and Spencer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically the whole day we just spent our time walking.&lt;br /&gt;Today was the G day for me.&lt;br /&gt;I got stuff that was Green and Gold.&lt;br /&gt;I got myself a new green wallet from Accessories.&lt;br /&gt;And a green ring from Topshop.&lt;br /&gt;The queue was really really really long i tell you and i felt stupid queuing up just for a ring.&lt;br /&gt;And worse, when i tried it on after buying it, it was too big for me.&lt;br /&gt;So vee was really nice, she probably saw the sad look on my face and got me a gold ring to cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;I love gold.&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds aunty but i do so love it.&lt;br /&gt;I got gifts for AUDSY and for the exchange gift person that i got for too.&lt;br /&gt;And chocolate truffles from Mark's and Spencer.&lt;br /&gt;Bumped into char, sonya, alex and jiaen today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so that was basically my day.&lt;br /&gt;Tmr would be another boring day.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully Jamiepok can go out or her mother wun ask her out then i can go bake tiramisu at her house(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-116723984122294343?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/116723984122294343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=116723984122294343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116723984122294343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116723984122294343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2006/12/out-with-vee.html' title='OUT WITH VEE'/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-116713880379469118</id><published>2006-12-26T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T06:00:25.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OUT WITH AUDSY</title><content type='html'>Today i stayed at home for the first half of the day.&lt;br /&gt;My my!&lt;br /&gt;It was raining non-stop so i decided to lie in bed till about almost 12 then i msg AUDSY on where to meet and stuff cos we were gng to do our class party deco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was late again.&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Pizza Hut at BTP for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;It renovated and it looks really nice and so much better than the last time one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Pizza Hut never changes its soup of the day.&lt;br /&gt;It's always cream of chicken.&lt;br /&gt;I dont even need to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I was running out to get a cab so i could hurry off to meet AUDSY and then when i was in the cab, i realised my oil pastels were all out of the box.&lt;br /&gt;But i couldnt arrange it so i decided to do it when i was having lunch with AUDSY.&lt;br /&gt;She's a nice nice nice girl cos she offered to help me.&lt;br /&gt;Three of my oil pastels broke.&lt;br /&gt;Okay its not really mine, its vee's but she doesnt use it.&lt;br /&gt;I mean which arty person uses it nowadays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were having lunch and i was drawing christmas trees while AUDSY was in charge of drawing the snowflakes.&lt;br /&gt;We were thinking of pulling down Pizza Hut's snowflake decorations cos AUDSY was having a hard time drawing the snowflakes.&lt;br /&gt;When i was on my eight christmas tree, she havent finish her first.&lt;br /&gt;She drew about 9 christmas trees for me.&lt;br /&gt;There's this skinny one and thats her's okay!&lt;br /&gt;I wrote Aud's and chope on it(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Popular to get a scissors then moved to KFC area to continue.&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone kept on staring at us.&lt;br /&gt;They must be wondering what those two nuttos are doing cutting christmas decorations when christmas is over (im not counting the 12 days of christmas thing cos i know AUDSY will say that there's 12 days of christmas)&lt;br /&gt;Ooh i must say i love Gwen Stefani's new cd(:&lt;br /&gt;Yummy is a cool song though AUDSY doesnt like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after we finished drawing,cutting,colouring about 19 christmas trees and 10 snowflakes and the letter E of our christmas banner, we decided to stop for the day.&lt;br /&gt;AUDSY had to do some grocery shopping.&lt;br /&gt;More of vege shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Brocolli, baby corn, tomatoes, mixed vegetables are probably her love for now.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;And she boils them.&lt;br /&gt;She was thinking of boiling meat too.&lt;br /&gt;Golly.&lt;br /&gt;It would be bland and tasteless but she says she adds salt and pepper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to granny's after that with my brolly(:&lt;br /&gt;Its going to be my new friend for the next few days cos its always raining nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for the class party(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-116713880379469118?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/116713880379469118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=116713880379469118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116713880379469118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116713880379469118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2006/12/out-with-audsy_26.html' title='OUT WITH AUDSY'/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-116706809856277269</id><published>2006-12-26T01:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T09:34:58.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS WITH JAMIEPOK,EMMSY AND ELLEN.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/1600/60983/SP_A0362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/320/194054/SP_A0362.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/1600/784850/SP_A0363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/320/435945/SP_A0363.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/1600/417240/SP_A0301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/320/752916/SP_A0301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ystd i woke up in time for lunch again.&lt;br /&gt;At least i did not wake up at my 730 am timing.&lt;br /&gt;Its kind of freaky whenever that happens to me.&lt;br /&gt;Im such a pig.&lt;br /&gt;After i had lunch i went back for a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed and headed out without my brolly.&lt;br /&gt;Which was a total big no no that i should not have done cos it started raining so i ran to the roundabout and flagged for a cab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MET UP WITH EMMSY, JAMIEPOK AND ELLEN AGAIN&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed them their small gifts i got for them.&lt;br /&gt;Hope they liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Yoshinoya for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;I saw Ariel and Kenneth small boy.&lt;br /&gt;Talked to them for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;They two are really like twinnies.&lt;br /&gt;Total look alike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we headed for the Celebrate Christmas in Singapore concert.&lt;br /&gt;It was a good thing Jamiepok had tickets so we could sit down on the chairs.&lt;br /&gt;I really pitied those people standing up and getting squished at.&lt;br /&gt;It felt kind of grand when you have tickets and you are walking in, you find a seat with the booklet and water right there just for you.&lt;br /&gt;There were damn good singers, choirs, orchestra, dancers, archpellas(sp?)&lt;br /&gt;Special appearances from other countries, Nadine Chia(sp?) and Dongfang Billy the aunties' eye candy.&lt;br /&gt;Two words to describe the concert.&lt;br /&gt;1. LOUD.&lt;br /&gt;2. COLOURFUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was indeed a different way to celebrate Christmas this year.&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for the B4 PARTY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-116706809856277269?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/116706809856277269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=116706809856277269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116706809856277269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116706809856277269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-with-jamiepokemmsy-and-ellen.html' title='CHRISTMAS WITH JAMIEPOK,EMMSY AND ELLEN.'/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-116702087459972373</id><published>2006-12-26T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T08:58:02.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somehow i dont want Christmas to end cos its actually like one of the last few events before the year comes to an end. And i dont want this year to end!! It was da bomb yao. I somehow sense that next year would be different. We would all be separated, things would not be the same. Maybe you would have some friennys with you still but you may not have some with you. Things may get a little awkward and stuff. And thinking of this makes me oh so sad and emo wemo! Well one thing that never fails to cheer me up is thinking about my last two years i had in mg cos it was the best i ever had(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/320/795711/IMG_3709.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Ill never forget the eight of you.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/1600/609839/untitled25.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/320/909643/untitled25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course with jamiepok and shu.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/1600/861288/Photo-1619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/320/10767/Photo-1619.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I will miss  those surprise parties for you all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/1600/657930/Photo-1468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/320/608524/Photo-1468.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ill miss studying with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/1600/179170/Photo-1601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/320/826603/Photo-1601.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ill miss those gyming sessions with you all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/1600/188010/jumping1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/320/732359/jumping1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ill miss the times we do crazy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/1600/396911/gnomes1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/320/835559/gnomes1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like pretending to be gnomes in the library.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/1600/1638/bomb%20bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/320/513978/bomb%20bag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Or like Jamiepok's sweet sixteen when we hid her cake in a locker tgt with lighted up candles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/1600/95708/P1010163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/320/96824/P1010163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ill miss Founder's where i saw you guys all dressed up and ellen's cruella hair. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/1600/972921/P1010054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/320/168967/P1010054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I will miss those class field trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/1600/554446/P1010031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/320/177132/P1010031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ill miss bullying woonsums with Alecia and i will never forget this hallway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/1600/287767/P1010017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/320/462926/P1010017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And of course i will miss Woonsums carrying me around although she's like so skinny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/1600/763960/IMG_3687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/320/108305/IMG_3687.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ill miss the phototaking sessions we always have on the bus rides during our excursions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/1600/661952/P1010082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/320/474658/P1010082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And maybe we can have another karoke session, a proper one at kbox maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/1600/988618/P9280106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/320/977239/P9280106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ill miss those jumping pictures we always attempt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/1600/910940/PA210159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/320/756484/PA210159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ill miss playing twister.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/1600/985189/PA210162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/320/521134/PA210162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And of course mahjong our favourite game.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/1600/165301/PA210145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/320/82991/PA210145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But most of all, i will miss the company so we must meet up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-116702087459972373?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/116702087459972373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=116702087459972373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116702087459972373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116702087459972373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2006/12/somehow-i-dont-want-christmas-to-end.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-116701741995660194</id><published>2006-12-25T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T19:30:20.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS EVE DINNER AT GRANNY'S</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS YAO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ystd I woke up just in time for lunch with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;Headed to IMM for Pepper Lunch cos i havent had that for ages.&lt;br /&gt;Beef pepper rice and the seaweed salad&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around aimlessly.&lt;br /&gt;Its always like that with my daddy around.&lt;br /&gt;He knows what he want to get but he loves to see what others can offer before he settles down on something he wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while my oh so fussy daddy bums around looking at tv sets, mummy, vee and i just walked around.&lt;br /&gt;IMM's always so overcrowded especially now with all the sales in stores.&lt;br /&gt;I just got a pair of shorts.&lt;br /&gt;Really need those now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND AND AND GUESS WHO I SAW AT IMM!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY OH SO LOVELY CHANNY(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt recognise her at first maybe its because of her new specs.&lt;br /&gt;Vee was the one who spotted her and i was holding the BJ toy cos i was at some toy store then i turned around and whacked her with that.&lt;br /&gt;She lied to me!&lt;br /&gt;She has a kid, at least she said so.&lt;br /&gt;So after daddy finally turned up after we waited for him for what seemed ages, we went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH I FINALLY RECEIVED AUDSY'S AND EMMSY'S CHRISTMAS CARD&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However,  the postman put it in some plastic thing that said AUDSY's card had to be repackaged cos it was ruined and stuff and i got oh so sad about it i immediately msged AUDSY to tell her that cos i loved her card.&lt;br /&gt;Its gold and shimmery but at least the candycane she made's still there.&lt;br /&gt;And emmsy's card was cute too but her handwriting was well, haha squiggly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas eve dinner at granny's was okay.&lt;br /&gt;The food was well, all i can say is that, its colourful.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I just stuffed myself with salad and fruits though.&lt;br /&gt;I was still feeling full from smoochiepoo's.&lt;br /&gt;Weird i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess Christmas is the time of the year besides Chinese New Year and wedding dinners where families actually see each other.&lt;br /&gt;So i met up with some cousins after what seemed forever.&lt;br /&gt;Vincent who just came back from Krabi and actually did a manicure and pedicure there.&lt;br /&gt;He painted his toes like the England flag.&lt;br /&gt;Hardeehaa.&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get a few of them hooked on Prison Break Season 1 cos i was watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had a time of christmas carols with Esther leading and Jen on the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;I think Uncle Ricky and Nicky was drunk somehow.&lt;br /&gt;They acted werid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was the favourite time for all the little kiddos, the giving out of the presents.&lt;br /&gt;Everything was in a frenzy cos it actually started with one santa giving out the presents but then cos some of my uncles and aunties had to rush off for their church service so we had more santas giving out presents.&lt;br /&gt;And one thing Marilyn, Darren, Vee and i did after we received ours was to go to a room to open ours.&lt;br /&gt;However Darren wasnt with us today but we still did our traditional thing.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;The night ended with hugs and kisses.&lt;br /&gt;Cliche as it may sound but i really did enjoy myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-116701741995660194?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/116701741995660194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=116701741995660194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116701741995660194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116701741995660194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-eve-dinner-at-grannys.html' title='CHRISTMAS EVE DINNER AT GRANNY&apos;S'/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-116689281113808653</id><published>2006-12-24T00:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T08:53:31.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS DINNER AT VERA'S</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/1600/554251/SP_A0327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/320/995330/SP_A0327.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the lovely christmas dinner party at smoochiepoo's house!&lt;br /&gt;So I cabbed there and happened to see prilaa and ginny walking in so i asked them to hop on.&lt;br /&gt;But by then, they had already walked like 7/8 of the journey to smoochiepoo's house already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a really fun time.&lt;br /&gt;We had to wait for petpet and dodo to arrive so we headed to the basement to lose some cents.&lt;br /&gt;Cycled and lifted.&lt;br /&gt;Im so out of shape!&lt;br /&gt;I prefer lying on the mats to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back to her house for a drink and watched abit of tv.&lt;br /&gt;The Jetsons!&lt;br /&gt;Golly.&lt;br /&gt;Thats so ancient!&lt;br /&gt;I think i watched that when i was a really really small kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petpet and dodo came soon after.&lt;br /&gt;We went up to smoochiepoo's room so they could drop their bags.&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for dinner to be served, we played board games.&lt;br /&gt;Prilaa didnt like Game of Life so we played Jenga, Truth or Dare.&lt;br /&gt;I got a werid one that was smelling someone's armpits.&lt;br /&gt;Golly i didnt.&lt;br /&gt;I smelt smoochiepoo's alien stuff toy.&lt;br /&gt;Smoochiepoo got the lift your shirt and rub your belly one!!&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;But she didnt do it.&lt;br /&gt;Being shy her, she just put her hand under her shirt and rub her belly.&lt;br /&gt;Prilaa did the pat your head and rub your belly one.&lt;br /&gt;Thats normal but she looks funny doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoochiepoo's mummy called us down for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was great.&lt;br /&gt;Animal shaped pasta with lovely tomato sauce,ikea meatballs with jam, brocolli, corn, capiscan and carrot, turkey&lt;br /&gt;It ended of with sparkling grape juice and prilaa trying to open the bottle with a big pop and the sinful chocolate fondue.&lt;br /&gt;Girly talks in between about someone and a white dress, and another someone with make up persons.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I found them hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went up to smoochiepoo's room after dinner to give out our gifts and cards.&lt;br /&gt;Lovely cards from all!&lt;br /&gt;Petpet's specially made candle holder with a heart and smoochiepoo's yummy cupcakes packed with chocolates and candy canes&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoochiepoo's mummy's my role model for the future.&lt;br /&gt;She's a great cook i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Everything around her revolves around cooking(:&lt;br /&gt;She drove me and prilaa home and we had a talk about food!&lt;br /&gt;She's gna cook us soy sauce chicken rice soon so that means ANOTHER GATHERING AT SMOOCHIEPOO'S SOON&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr will be Christmas party at Granny's and maybe dill's neighbour which i highly doubt i would go cos it would be werid. &lt;/div&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-8636023.post-116684289050579525</id><published>2006-12-23T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T19:01:30.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DINNER WITH JAMES,EMMSY AND BING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/1600/510832/PICT2992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/320/188844/PICT2992.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ystd i was supposed to go out with emmsy and bing in the afternoon but turns out cos vee was gng out with jemma they all, and mummy didnt wna go shopping by herself so i had to accompany her.&lt;br /&gt;I saw J.tay.&lt;br /&gt;If my daddy was there, he would have said " is that the gay teacher of yours i see walking up the hill with that crumpler bag always before school starts!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to Tangs.&lt;br /&gt;I had to follow her around to find a present for Zach's mummy.&lt;br /&gt;Mummy always thinks im rushing her when im not.&lt;br /&gt;Settled with a watch then helped mummy queue for giftwrapping.&lt;br /&gt;Conversations while you're queuing up can be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;I was listening to the conversation between these two woman behind me.&lt;br /&gt;They were talking about their married life and one woman cant give birth and she sounded really bitchy pushing the blame to her husband and saying she will leave him if they still cant get a child.&lt;br /&gt;How heartless can one get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i went to look at shoes with mummy.&lt;br /&gt;Got gold flats.&lt;br /&gt;Mummy's into stones on her shoes now.&lt;br /&gt;I think it looks abit werid but there was one nice red/green pair.&lt;br /&gt;Chrismassy and nice(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Wheelock for tea.&lt;br /&gt;Met dill with his daddy.&lt;br /&gt;We forgot that Olio Dome was no longer there so we had sushi for tea.&lt;br /&gt;The horrible service that daddy couldnt stand and the low quality rice made him even more mad.&lt;br /&gt;He kept on doing this hand sign thingy that meant first and the last time we're coming here.&lt;br /&gt;Got out of that place really quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy dropped us at Republic Plaza.&lt;br /&gt;We went for the Mango/Gap Warehouse sale.&lt;br /&gt;Met del!&lt;br /&gt;Change Alley Aerial Plaza's a cool place&lt;br /&gt;Im gng to go there sometime soon.&lt;br /&gt;Saw this nice set of pjs, beautiful dresses and i think they are supposedly quite cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i went to meet james, emmsy and ellen.&lt;br /&gt;We had a cheap dinner at pastamania.&lt;br /&gt;Caught up with them after what seemed ages.&lt;br /&gt;Walked around somemore.&lt;br /&gt;Just did some last minute box and ribbon getting.&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Concert with them really soon&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yayness!&lt;br /&gt;Party at smoochiepoo's today(:&lt;br /&gt;Losing more cents at her basement.&lt;br /&gt;More yummy food prepared by her mommy and scruffy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-116684289050579525?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/116684289050579525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=116684289050579525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116684289050579525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/320/668467/IMG_0481_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FINALLY MET EMMSY YSTD AFTER 54764153135 DAYS.&lt;br /&gt;We went to Fifth Avenue together to post christmas cards.&lt;br /&gt;I had to buy stamps and envelopes cos let me warn you guys who are receiving it that I DID IT ALL IN ONE DAY SO MAYBE IT LOOKS LIKE SHIT&lt;br /&gt;And Emmsy was the one who helped me write the addresses if not i would have taken forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went outside to post it.&lt;br /&gt;While we were walking away, Emmsy dug into her bag to check whether she posted everything.&lt;br /&gt;And she actually still had mine in her bag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked around Guthrie House.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the place.&lt;br /&gt;Simply Bread, Coffee Bean where we always studied last time):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went Holland V after that.&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat my fried oyster again!&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Yummy(:&lt;br /&gt;I tried forcing Emmsy to eat the oyster but she didnt want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Ikea after that to grab some stuff to do.&lt;br /&gt;Ended up buying some frames.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Anchorpoint.&lt;br /&gt;Bloomington for Emmsy's stuff and then went to daddy's to grab some dessert for takeaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home then daddy fetched us to Light Up Your Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;Over there i helped out at Knock Out and Bazaar 14&lt;br /&gt;Met a new frienny, Yap(:&lt;br /&gt;Then i kept on gng to the shack to get snacks.&lt;br /&gt;I think i went there 4 times till the people at the store recognised me.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh.&lt;br /&gt;Paul Twohill came to perform with Norman Then.&lt;br /&gt;I know how much Janjan love Paul Twohill and how Emmsy likes Norman Then so i helped Jan took a picture with her and Paul Twohill and got Emmsy's Norman's signature.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks del for the picture you took.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the carnival was okay though Vee and Nat went home earlier.&lt;br /&gt;I still had Janjan(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-116675619358059418?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/116675619358059418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=116675619358059418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116675619358059418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116675619358059418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-card-posting-with-emmsy.html' title='CHRISTMAS CARD POSTING WITH EMMSY'/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-116666975810313614</id><published>2006-12-21T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T18:55:58.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MACAU TRIP</title><content type='html'>I cant really rmb what i did in macau/taipa/chongshan/zhuhai&lt;br /&gt;So it will be in point form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-RUINS OF ST PAUL'S&lt;br /&gt;A really beautiful structure. Only a certain part of it remained though after some bomb? war? or was it the portugese people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MUSEUMS.&lt;br /&gt;1.Museum of Sacred Art&lt;br /&gt;This was inside the Ruins of St Paul's. It had all the catholic paintings and figurines. They even had this tomb stone place which played eerie music and had the remains of some of the people who fought in the Vietnam war carefully kept in the glass cabinets. And you were supposed to keep quiet and respect the place but my daddy ended up standing on the stand where pastors preach (cos they had a stand like that) and pretended to give a sermon. But he was really nice cos he carried me so i could see the higher parts of the glass cabinets. They had skulls and bones in it. Creepy weepy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Grand prix museum&lt;br /&gt;Inside it, there were alot of oh so cool cars driven by those really famous formula1 racers. Plus they had this ride. Okay not really a ride. Something like the daytona cars you play in the arcade but really really hard to control and slower than normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Some museum where all the gifts given by different provinces were given to Macau when it gained independence.&lt;br /&gt;The gifts were amazing. All those jewels, sparkles, crystals must have cost a bomb i tell you. My daddy was deciding which gift he would steal if he had a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Museum of the former residence of Sun Yat Sen&lt;br /&gt;I found it quite cool. Felt like im in Mrs Pandian's history class again. They had this big room with history and pictures of Sun Yat Sen from birth to death. His residence was beautiful. Well, ancient but beautiful! I told Nati wanted to stay there and she and Asher said that they bet i wouldnt be able to last there even for a few minutes. There was this big bell thingy. And this cool game where its like a canon and you shoot out tennis balls to hit down stuff. My daddy tried, i didnt. There were two horses for riding. They painted one of the horse to look like a zebra. Golly. I got tricked by it at first. So Aaron rode the zebra-looking horse. Its really stupid cos they charge you for taking pictures of their horses too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Some garden&lt;br /&gt;The buildings on the garden were very beautiful.  Very lodge-like. More canons and lovely lotus plants (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lotus Statue&lt;br /&gt;This is apparently Macau's trademark. It was gift given by the Republic of China when Macau had independence or something like that. And this was the dreaded place where i slipped and sprained my ankle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hakka Village&lt;br /&gt;One of the places i loved. Ariel and I were floating in the water in a ball and apparently there's one in New Zealand too! We were screaming really loudly but apparently no one could hear us in that vacuum ball thingy. We tried standing up but it was a failed attempt. And water started seeping in which made us even more worried. Then we caught this cantonese show which i didnt understand but i guess it was supposed to be a comedy something about a matchmaker and some stuff. We had a boat ride around Hakka Village. Really cold and windy and we reached some part something like an island where there was this wishing tree so i just tried. I only got it hooked on the tree at the second attempt. Nat's so funny. She swung it to the wrong tree and it ended up on a bamboo tree. Oh well, at least she started a new trend and if she goes back to the place, she'll know which is hers. We bought plentiful of bananas. Then there was horse back riding and bullock cart which i chose. It was quite nice and slow. Ended up at some small shack where they offered some supposedly brewed for 4 hours quail or was it pigeon soup. I loved the tou hua more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Agricultural farm&lt;br /&gt;Saw plenty of vege and fruits. The pumpkins there were humongous. The honey tomatoes there were yummy. The cactus were beautiful. I think cactus are my favourite plants for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Some place with chairlift and car ride down&lt;br /&gt;Took a chairlift up to the top of the hill where you could see everything! The chairlift was scary though when you looked down! Apparently you can see the whole of zhuhai from the top. Then we could choose to either chairlift down or take this car ride, something like a rollar coaster. We chose the car ride rollar coaster thingy, something like the luge ride in sentosa. I was screaming out loud cos i dread rides but it was okay. Felt i was gna get thrown out at certain parts though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Some park&lt;br /&gt;Watched two shows. A water one and one on qing dynasty. But the sets were really cool. Dinner there was awesome. Very chink but cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Fisherman's wharf&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful scenary. The buildings have different countries' culture in it. Bought some box from there. Ate at an ice cream parlour. Yummy berry sorbet! Just my type. I love the Rocks hotel. It looks beautiful. Well, everything's beautiful here. The building structure i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Shopping wasnt productive at Macau. It was mostly winter clothes but i got myself three long shirts that can be wore as dresses and a pair of shoes and two bags. Thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT IM DONE.&lt;br /&gt;HAVE TO HELP OUT AT LIGHT UP YOUR CHRISTMAS LATER AND MAYBE ILL GO POST MY CHRISTMAS CARDS LATER.&lt;br /&gt;HAVE TO GET ENVELOPES AND STAMPS!&lt;br /&gt;TOODLES YAO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-116666975810313614?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/116666975810313614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=116666975810313614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116666975810313614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116666975810313614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2006/12/macau-trip_21.html' title='MACAU TRIP'/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-116658144643796830</id><published>2006-12-20T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T18:59:26.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IM BACK FROM MACAU(:&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY ACTUALLY AND I MISS AUDSY, WOONSUMS, EMMSY, ELLEN, JAMIEPOK AND MANY MORE(:&lt;br /&gt;ILL TRY TO UPDATE ABOUT THE TRIP BUT IM LAZY NOW.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS GINNY, HEWSY, JAMIEPOK FOR YOUR LOVELY CHRISTMAS CARDS.&lt;br /&gt;AND I HAD A TALK WITH AUDSY YSTD AND IT WAS HILARIOUS HELPING HER THINK OF SOMETHING FOR SOMEONE'S CARD!&lt;br /&gt;HOPEFULLY I CAN GO OUT TO SEE WOONSUMS AND ALE LATER(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-116658144643796830?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/116658144643796830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=116658144643796830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116658144643796830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116658144643796830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-back-from-macau-yesterday-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-116605986790669113</id><published>2006-12-14T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T17:47:51.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRST THREE MONTHS POSTING</title><content type='html'>HELLO FRIENNYS(:&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS IT!&lt;br /&gt;POSTING DAY FOR FIRST THREE MONTHS.&lt;br /&gt;WELL I SHALL NOW HAVE A MENTALITY THAT PJ IS OH SO COOL.&lt;br /&gt;PJ ROCKS MY PJS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMMSY, GIN, RACHELOK, LAUR, PRILAA&lt;br /&gt;SEE YOU ON 3RD JANUARY(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-116605986790669113?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' 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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-8636023.post-116605813960381908</id><published>2006-12-14T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T17:02:20.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OUT WITH ELLEN, EMMSY AND AUDSY</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I SAW MAPLE TAN SU FEN YSTD!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AFTER WHAT SEEMED THE LONGEST TIME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with emmsy and ellen at taka.&lt;br /&gt;Went for the mango sale.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Jamie Chang ( Ellen's sister)!&lt;br /&gt;I think she's really really funny!&lt;br /&gt;I said hi to her and she could spot where almost where all the stuff i was wearing/carrying was from.&lt;br /&gt;Coolness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent our time walking around to look for a gift for lauradoor.&lt;br /&gt;Its so hard to find a gift that she would like cos she has almost everything she wants):&lt;br /&gt;After that, ellen went to meet dele for dinner then emmsy and i met up with AUDSY at the fish tank at wisma.&lt;br /&gt;AUDSY was staring dreamily and i kept on sticking my head out at her direction and she didnt even see until i called her name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to Seoul Garden for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;I had no mood to eat ystd.&lt;br /&gt;Ate a few pieces of beef, soggy noodles, soggy crab meat, soup that looks like vomit, ice kachang which the jelly bits inside were really hard.&lt;br /&gt;The people next to us could really eat i tell you!&lt;br /&gt;They even took up some of our table space.&lt;br /&gt;We took retarded pictures.&lt;br /&gt;I made emmsy and AUDSY crossed their eyes and put their hands like et.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Emmsy looked funny and as for AUDSY, i cant really see her eyes actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to Art Friends.&lt;br /&gt;AUDSY stayed there then emmsy and i walked all the way back to topshop to get laur's present.&lt;br /&gt;Emmsy left after that and i walked back to Art Friends to meet AUDSY.&lt;br /&gt;We just walked around while waiting for Uncle Gong beng to pick us up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE AUDSY'S PARENTS&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL THE LOVE TO MUIKING AND GONGBENG!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were at Topshop, i picked up this shirt which i liked and apparently it is a maternity wear.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;I really liked it and AUDSY kept on making me go try that shirt.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the car, AUDSY and i kept on laughing over hairy cat and snake and i tried to cross my eyes for the whole journey.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun in her car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling really sick.&lt;br /&gt;Blocked ears, nose and stupid sorethroat):&lt;br /&gt;Gng to see a doctor soon cos mummy doesnt want me sick before our trip which is tmr.&lt;br /&gt;First three months would be spent with emmsy in pj but she's in science, im in arts but hopefully it will work out.&lt;br /&gt;One love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-116605813960381908?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/116605813960381908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=116605813960381908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116605813960381908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116605813960381908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2006/12/out-with-ellen-emmsy-and-audsy.html' title='OUT WITH ELLEN, EMMSY AND AUDSY'/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-116597586438676369</id><published>2006-12-13T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T18:13:40.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAHJONG MADNESS WITH AUDSY AND SHU</title><content type='html'>Blogger's down again and I don’t want to use Microsoft word to type first cos those funny lettering things will come out sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday I went to meet AUDSY at shu's house cos apparently shu was still sleeping so I came to accompany her but then when I reached there, shu was already awake.&lt;br /&gt;So I was standing outside her door and I called AUDSY to open the door.&lt;br /&gt;I knew she was at the living room cos I could hear her loud sesame street ringtone playing but she took so long to open the door.&lt;br /&gt;And actually it was shu to ask her to make me stand outside and wait for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;How evil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHU COOKED THE DA BOMB LAGSANE!&lt;br /&gt;I WAITED TWO YEARS FOR THIS I TELL YOU.&lt;br /&gt;AUDSY and I were at the kitchen looking at her cook.&lt;br /&gt;I think I should have wore my specs cos I kept on seeing things.&lt;br /&gt;At first I thought shu was cooking fried rice but it was the raw chicken that I was looking at.&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought her hunt's tomato sauce was Heinz baked beans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we waited for the lagsane to cook we watched Ella Enchanted.&lt;br /&gt;I thought Olive/Olivia whatever her name was was prettier then Hattie.&lt;br /&gt;And Prince Charmont isn't that goodlooking.&lt;br /&gt;They should have gotten Hugh Grant to act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took so long to eat shu's lagsane cos it was really really yummy and I got really really full.&lt;br /&gt;Although apparently AUDSY told me there were onions inside, I couldn't even tell.&lt;br /&gt;This proves that shu's lagsane was yummy(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahjong madness later.&lt;br /&gt;AUDSY and I set out the table, shu went to cut fruits cos she says fruits are good.&lt;br /&gt;Shu’s really motherly!&lt;br /&gt;I think she’ll make a really good mother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I won AUDSY and shu in the first two rounds(:&lt;br /&gt;OMG FINALLY! I NEVER WON THEM BEFORE ACCORDING TO THEM.&lt;br /&gt;And AUDSY was the one who took an extra tile this time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then AUDSY and I challenged each other in sudoku.&lt;br /&gt;I lost her.&lt;br /&gt;I always take so long to complete a puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;She solved the puzzle I didn't know how to do in 5 minutes when it took me almost two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We helped shu to eat her starbursts then we just sat in her room playing the magic 8 ball asking weird questions and AUDSY kept on asking whether toyko drift will be played next.&lt;br /&gt;And she gave shu a new name, SHUZIE(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that shu left to play tennis and AUDSY and I headed to the discovery centre.&lt;br /&gt;At first I told the uncle it was at jurong but it turned out to be at tuas area so we reached there half an hour before the place closes and we had no idea at first until some person told us.&lt;br /&gt;But the woman let us in still.&lt;br /&gt;We practically ran round the place.&lt;br /&gt;Went to this supposedly stimulation ride but it wasn’t a ride cos you sit on the floor and the floor just vibrates.&lt;br /&gt;The robot called little george or something was boring.&lt;br /&gt;The game called Big mystery was so so.&lt;br /&gt;I got 900 points for myself.&lt;br /&gt;I think the only fun thing was this dance thing that AUDSY and I danced to some Indian dance.&lt;br /&gt;And this woman kept on laughing at us and speaking in Chinese about us thinking we don’t know that she’s speaking about us but actually we knew.&lt;br /&gt;And she took the Indian dance very seriously!&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to purchase the dvd of us!&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, we just took a picture at discovery centre instead and with the snow men outside discovery centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a WONDERFUL KAWABUNGA day with AUDSY and shu(:&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with audsy today(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-8636023.post-116588778041108704</id><published>2006-12-12T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T18:22:35.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OUT WITH AUDSY</title><content type='html'>Ystd i finally met up with AUDSY after what seemed forever.&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to meet ellen too but she betrayed me!&lt;br /&gt;NAH I WAS JUST KIDDING.&lt;br /&gt;I UNDERSTAND ELLEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i was 20 minutes late to meet AUDSY cos all the cabs were busy around my area.&lt;br /&gt;This woman and her family stole my cab.&lt;br /&gt;And it was a silver one somemore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, i met AUDSY at crystal jade at holland v for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;The yummy century egg and lean meat porridge(:&lt;br /&gt;Caught up with her.&lt;br /&gt;Had those girly talks.&lt;br /&gt;The woman was being really rude keeping us waiting when we called for the bill quite some time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the magazine stands so i could go get a sudoku book too.&lt;br /&gt;Didnt buy that one cos it wasnt the oh so cool one like AUDSY.&lt;br /&gt;When AUDSY went to the toilet, i went to guardian to get her oil blotters and the sales person there was being realy annoying not attending to me cos i couldnt find the oil blotters section.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, the cashier helped me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to party city to get stuff for laur's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;The theme would be GREATEST HITS.&lt;br /&gt;Got the really ultra cool banners, cups, plates, napkins and swirls for deco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to town to get my sudoku book.&lt;br /&gt;AUDSY had a bad tummyache and she wanted to keep herself warm so she leaned on the bus bench in this really awkward position.&lt;br /&gt;Golly.&lt;br /&gt;And apparently she only realised that rach's uncle, luke was in the same bus as us when actually he was already sitting next to us at the bustop.&lt;br /&gt;At first when she was saying luke, i didnt hear properly and i forgot what i thought his name was.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, luke poked her and it was really funny cos rach msged her saying, luke says sorry for not opening his mouth ....&lt;br /&gt;I find that funny but i know you guys dont.&lt;br /&gt;Its like i found benchwarmers funny but no one did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked around and i bought my sudoku book and a pencil.&lt;br /&gt;Saw jiahui,angie and pamela.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh.&lt;br /&gt;How i do so miss jiahui!&lt;br /&gt;I still rmb the times in history class when i want to be in her group!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i went to ps to meet my daddy.&lt;br /&gt;He was having a meeting there.&lt;br /&gt;I called him 26 times and he didnt even pick up his call.&lt;br /&gt;How great!&lt;br /&gt;So i sat at pastamania and ate my vongole and played sudoku.&lt;br /&gt;Sudoku's hard!&lt;br /&gt;Im stuck on number 12!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dental appointment was quite fast today.&lt;br /&gt;Meeting AUDSY and shu later for mahjong madness i should think.&lt;br /&gt;But i bet two of them are still sleeping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND EMMSY'S BACK!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW GREAT'S THAT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DO MISS HER SO SO SO SO MUCH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-116588778041108704?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/116588778041108704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=116588778041108704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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off at her house and she was still in the toilet so i waited for her outside her house.&lt;br /&gt;Then she opened the door and then i spotted her from afar and at the first glance i thought i saw ms ho.&lt;br /&gt;Golly.&lt;br /&gt;Jamiepok looked like ms ho ystd, the hair, the dressing (not the calvin and hobbes shirt tho)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she got ready and we went to her kitchen from some red bean soup and i think it was water chestnut drink while waiting for jamiepok's parents to get back and fetch us.&lt;br /&gt;We decided not to wait anymore so we walked out under the hot hot sun to get a cab from the hill.&lt;br /&gt;I love aunty grace!&lt;br /&gt;She kindly offered to walk us down with this big brolly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got into a cab to drop us at newton.&lt;br /&gt;My my!&lt;br /&gt;What a werid taxi driver making alot of werid noises and honk the car in this tune to ask the people to move.&lt;br /&gt;I was so embarrassed when i got out of the cab cos like people were looking.&lt;br /&gt;Then there was 3 minutes till the train comes and i doubled up.&lt;br /&gt;When people ask me to double up, i will double up tho i hate it when i wear the shoe i was wearing ystd cos it makes alot of noise when i double up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to vivo after that with  jamiepok.&lt;br /&gt;We dropped by candy empire to get some candy.&lt;br /&gt;Starburst babies and berry skittles for me(:&lt;br /&gt;Walked around after that.&lt;br /&gt;Jamiepok got an everlast shirt but i think it looks really nice!&lt;br /&gt;And we ate at carls jr.&lt;br /&gt;Good thing we shared cos it was huge.&lt;br /&gt;Onion rings rings rings were huge too.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh.&lt;br /&gt;I love onion rings but not onion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to st james power station after that.&lt;br /&gt;There were like so many fans there already.&lt;br /&gt;It was madness i tell you!&lt;br /&gt;I think we were the most uninterested people at that moment just sitting down stuffing skittles and food into our mouths.&lt;br /&gt;After like 10 minutes under the sun, we immediately came back to vivo and walked around somemore.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh jamiepok helped me decide between a gold or a silver necklace and she chose gold.&lt;br /&gt;Golly i dont know why but i seem to have a love for gold.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I know some of you all may be saying very aunty but i dont care!&lt;br /&gt;Another black maternity looking clothes for me but i love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to meet uc and then her friends and i got their names before jamiepok introduced them!&lt;br /&gt;GRASSYPOOT AND OLLIEBEAN?&lt;br /&gt;I think.&lt;br /&gt;They are really funny.&lt;br /&gt;They bought popcorn as though they were really gng to watch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited for another half an hour and then the red or should i say blue carpet started and everyone went crazy pushing around holding their posters, banners and what other stuff they had.&lt;br /&gt;There was this woman who brought a baby with her, it was supposedly her sister's.&lt;br /&gt;The poor baby the weather was really hot and the baby could have died.&lt;br /&gt;Golly.&lt;br /&gt;I think security was right, for the sake of the baby lady, give her some fresh air!&lt;br /&gt;But the baby was cute too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julian Hee came out first  but before jamiepok could take out her banner,he walked in already.&lt;br /&gt;Then all the stars came and everyone was screaming their lungs out.&lt;br /&gt;There were even fans from malaysia and china just for 56&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was something different though watching from this mega huge big screen under the stars(:&lt;br /&gt;But bad thing was Julian Hee didnt get in.&lt;br /&gt;How could this happen?&lt;br /&gt;Immediately after star awards, we cabbed to mediacorp and waited for him to come back and a certain someone told jamiepok that he already went home cos he parked in vivo.&lt;br /&gt;Thats so horrible of that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy fetched us and he was rather embarrassing in the car talking about a certain star and how he wants to throw mud on him.&lt;br /&gt;When i reached home, jamiepok msged me and said Julian Hee came back to mediacorp.&lt;br /&gt;Now i do think that person is ultra horrible, you orang utan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO I SHALL TAKE THIS CHANCE TO BLOG ABOUT SOMETHING VERY SERIOUS. THERE'S SOMETHING REALLY FISHY GOING ON I MEAN HOW CAN JULIAN HEE NOT GET INTO THE TOP 10. HE'S LIKE DA BOMB, VERY NICE AND FRIENDLY AND LOVES HIS FANS SO SO SO MUCH. AND IF HE GOT INTO THE TOP 10 FOR THE PAST 7 WEEKS, HOW CAN HE NOT GET IN. THIS IS TO HELP MY DEAR GOOD OLE JAMIEPOK. CHEER UP JAMLIANHEE COS YOU'RE HIS NUMBER ONE FAN AND IM SURE HE KNOWS THAT ALRIGHT. ONE LOVE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-116579963376120455?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/116579963376120455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=116579963376120455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116579963376120455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116579963376120455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2006/12/star-awards-with-jamiepok.html' title='STAR AWARDS WITH JAMIEPOK'/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-116559294195639457</id><published>2006-12-08T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T22:26:34.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>''OUR BLOOD IS RED,BLUE AND GOLD,OUR MINDS ARE STRONG AND OUR BODIES IMPENATRABLE,TOMMORROW IS WAR BROTHERS,LETS OWN THESE SAINTS''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY FAVOURITE INSPIRATIONAL CUM FUNNY SPEECH FOR THE DAY MADE BY SIR HARRESH KRISHNAN(:&lt;br /&gt;I told him it sounds like some war craft game (not that I play) but its actually some speech he was making before the saints game!&lt;br /&gt;He makes me laugh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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HOURS TIME.&lt;br /&gt;I HAVENT PACK.&lt;br /&gt;I GOT SO MANY THINGS BOBBLING LIKE AN APPLE IN MY HEAD.&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL LIKE ISSAC NEWTON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FINISHED WATCHING TWO WEEKS NOTICE.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE HUGH GRANT&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;HE'S DA NEW BOMB YAO.&lt;br /&gt;AT LEAST I STOPPED WATCHING ALOT LIKE LOVE MANY TIMES BUT AQUALUNG'S BRIGHTER THAN SUNSHINE HAS BEEN PLAYING NONSTOP IN MY EAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS VERY RANDOM.&lt;br /&gt;GOODNIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE WOONSUMS MANY MANY MUCHO WUCHO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-116542519452624771?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/116542519452624771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-116541542856901862</id><published>2006-12-06T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T06:30:30.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OUT WITH BING,AUDSY'S AUDITION</title><content type='html'>YAO.&lt;br /&gt;Today was da bomb.&lt;br /&gt;Okay i realise i say that almost every entry but it really was da bomb.&lt;br /&gt;This got to be quick.&lt;br /&gt;Im skipping the finer side for this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today i watched abit of  Two weeks notice and i realised how much i simply adore HUGH GRANT&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;HE'S DA NEW BOMB!&lt;br /&gt;I went to bing's house.&lt;br /&gt;This may sound silly but i decided to heed the new urban male guy at citylink and shu's advice to take out my nailpolish!&lt;br /&gt;I went to bing's house cos i ran out of nailpolish remover.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i caught up with her and stuff then we headed to Holland V for breakfast/lunch/brunch&lt;br /&gt;Ate at some new place and met Eunice.&lt;br /&gt;Eunice the damn dark dark girl,teo yihui's friend in primary school&lt;br /&gt;By golly, she still remembers me!&lt;br /&gt;Walked around,planned an event with my handydandy notebook i bought from coldstorage(:&lt;br /&gt;How convenient.&lt;br /&gt;I wna be a party planner(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we headed to ACJC to meet AUDSY and rach cos AUDSY went for the dance audition.&lt;br /&gt;I hope she'll get in(:&lt;br /&gt;Met claire,annabelle and felicia there too!&lt;br /&gt;Good thing it wasnt ballet and was AUDSY's favourite kind of style.&lt;br /&gt;I told her she'll do well cos she always listens to the step up soundtrack.&lt;br /&gt;I passed her the zebra pincher and hairclip i got her with a postcard which i attempted drawing ballet shoes!&lt;br /&gt;She looked so flustered when she got out of the dance studio.&lt;br /&gt;Actually they all did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back with bing after that.&lt;br /&gt;Stopped by Sixth Avenue so that i can take away my lovely szechuan soup!&lt;br /&gt;I watched Two weeks notice and drank that.&lt;br /&gt;Yummy.&lt;br /&gt;Gna watch Project Runway now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-116541542856901862?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/116541542856901862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=116541542856901862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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jamiepok will be up before noon like ystd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ystd was DA BOMB YAO.&lt;br /&gt;I met AUDSY at taka's coffee bean at 1130 for coffee.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt bring her zebra pincher and a good thing i didnt cos she will look like some zebra maniac lover cos she was wearing a zebra tee too.&lt;br /&gt;Nvm.&lt;br /&gt;Ill bring for her today!&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I will rmb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to TOYS WONDERLAND after that.&lt;br /&gt;My favourite part of taka(:&lt;br /&gt;Okay not really.&lt;br /&gt;We had fun looking at toys and i wanted to buy some cinderella brush and comb/winnie the pooh handphone cover/belle fake handphone for hewsy but AUDSY stopped me from buying.&lt;br /&gt;We ended up buying balloons.&lt;br /&gt;Pooh for hewsy and piglet for shu from AUDSY and bert for hewsy from me which AUDSY thought its name was beth!&lt;br /&gt;Golly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUDSY loved the spongebob toy that works something like a magic 8 ball just that its cuter.&lt;br /&gt;Well at first i thought i was cheated by my magic8ball.&lt;br /&gt;On second thoughts, I dont think i am cos at least my magic8ball answers my question unlike spongebob.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to buy that for AUDSY as her damn belated birthday present.&lt;br /&gt;She was like: " I really love this toy!"&lt;br /&gt;So i said: " Okay, I will buy for you as your belated birthday present."&lt;br /&gt;She went: " Are you sure? Dont want la."&lt;br /&gt;I said: " SHUT UP AND GIVE ME THAT TOY!"&lt;br /&gt;And we look oh so retarded like little kids fighting for toys.&lt;br /&gt;So we walked to the cashier to pay for our stuff and thats when we realise that AUDSY was only holding the stick but pooh was not attached to it and we went around finding the pooh and i know the security guard was sniggering at us.&lt;br /&gt;I could feel it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked to heeren to go pay hewsy a visit at sakae.&lt;br /&gt;She was with ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ED RECOGNISES ME AND I WASNT EVEN IN HER CLASS IN PRIMARY SCHOOL BUT SHE DOESNT RECOGNISE AUDSY WHO WAS IN HER CLASS 4.2!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUDSY TOLD ME THAT BIG BIRD RECOGNISES ME TOO!&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO.&lt;br /&gt;So we stood up and passed hewsy her stuff and she passed us our birthday presents and we wore it immediately!&lt;br /&gt;It was really pretty and i thought that the brand name means friends in some european language.&lt;br /&gt;And it had a pretty diamante(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OOH I LOVE YOU AH HEWSY DEWSY DEXTER THE MASTER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stood there talking to hewsy for what seemed forever.&lt;br /&gt;Okay not really forever cos hewsy chased us away.&lt;br /&gt;Now look who's the meanie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we just went to paragon to see whether there was any chance whether ivy would be free.&lt;br /&gt;But she wasnt.&lt;br /&gt;We managed to get em which i thought her name was yam.&lt;br /&gt;It was really really painful!&lt;br /&gt;The people at hollywood secrets are really ______.&lt;br /&gt;I was seeing how the receptionist answer calls and now i realise thats how we're being treated!&lt;br /&gt;Golly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to meet shu later at raffles city.&lt;br /&gt;She told us not to move from body shop but we went to accessorize for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;I love the one there.&lt;br /&gt;Really big or at least bigger than the one at taka.&lt;br /&gt;So AUDSY went for her facial at stamford house then shu and i just walked around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to adidas so she could find a pair of shoes for school next year.&lt;br /&gt;Golly.&lt;br /&gt;I think the only nice one was the one she already had but it looked as though they purposely put fluid in there.&lt;br /&gt;She picked up this red one but i told her not too if not she will look like a christmas tree.&lt;br /&gt;We went to new urban male and i rmb that person!&lt;br /&gt;He was indirectly critising my red nails i know.&lt;br /&gt;Settled for the back strap one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around and went to peninsular plaza so shu could go buy her camera's battery.&lt;br /&gt;She's into photography now.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;But i think its cool though.&lt;br /&gt;Her first job is to help her brother take his prom pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We asked this couple for directions to stamford house cos we were bored already and decided to go find AUDSY.&lt;br /&gt;The girl's eyes are so pretty that i keep on looking at it!&lt;br /&gt;Okay anw, the guy led us to the wrong direction so i went to ask the money changer person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally when we reached there,there were two facial places and we didnt know which so shu asked the oily blemish remover that werid shop and the woman was like : "No, only got DORATHY!"&lt;br /&gt;She prounced it like that.&lt;br /&gt;I know its spelt as dorothy incase people who always correct my spelling think i spelt it wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was in the beauty spa one cos we asked so we sat outside and shu started taking out her camera and taking the receptionist woman.&lt;br /&gt;We know she was pretending to not look cos shu was waving to her and saying smile smile!&lt;br /&gt;And AUDSY told me she could hear us from inside so if she could hear that means the receptionist heard too.&lt;br /&gt;We know she wanted her picture taken.&lt;br /&gt;We waited for AUDSY to come out and shu took pictures of her pretending that she's some celebrity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went back to raffles city for ben &amp; jerry's.&lt;br /&gt;Shu's treat(:&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;There was this group of ahlians or whatever you call that taking pictures of themselves in werid outfits.&lt;br /&gt;Golly&lt;br /&gt;And this girl that looked like a certain person in really really puffy hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which we followed shu to a readfdlafjdlk hotel and we pretended to be bodyguards of hers.&lt;br /&gt;Then i left with AUDSY.&lt;br /&gt;She was playing her spongebob in the bus and people kept on turning behind to find out who was that.&lt;br /&gt;Spongebob talking, sleeping, snoring.&lt;br /&gt;So we pretended to be like looking for the person making the noise too.&lt;br /&gt;AUDSY went home and i was stuck in the rain but this really nice china woman shared with me her brolly and she thought i was from thailand or something cos she said i didnt sound like a sing aporean.&lt;br /&gt;I dont think my chinese is that bad!&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I shall try going back to sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;Toodles yao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-116536887742897330?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/116536887742897330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=116536887742897330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116536887742897330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116536887742897330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2006/12/outing-with-audsy-and-shu.html' title='OUTING WITH AUDSY AND SHU'/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-116528026205699388</id><published>2006-12-05T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T16:57:42.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I never understood before&lt;br /&gt;I never knew what love was for&lt;br /&gt;My heart was broke, my head was sore&lt;br /&gt;What a feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tied up in ancient history&lt;br /&gt;I didnt believe in destiny&lt;br /&gt;I look up you're standing next to me&lt;br /&gt;What a feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What a feeling in my soul &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love burns brighter than sunshine &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brighter than sunshine &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let the rain fall, i don't care &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm yours and suddenly you're mine &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suddenly you're mine &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it's brighter than sunshine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never saw it happening&lt;br /&gt;I'd given up and given in&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't take the hurt again&lt;br /&gt;What a feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have the strength to fight&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly you seemed so right&lt;br /&gt;Me and you&lt;br /&gt;What a feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love will remain a mystery&lt;br /&gt;But give me your hand and you will see&lt;br /&gt;Your heart is keeping time with me&lt;br /&gt;What a feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAO.&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS FROM THE ALOT LIKE LOVE SOUNDTRACK AND I REALLY LOVE IT SO.&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast with jamiepok didnt work out but nvm, there's always another time for yakun(:&lt;br /&gt;Meeting AUDSY in 2 hours and im still sitting down in the com.&lt;br /&gt;I better get ready then!&lt;br /&gt;Toodles yao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-116528026205699388?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/116528026205699388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=116528026205699388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116528026205699388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116528026205699388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-never-understood-before-i-never-knew.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-116515504613126763</id><published>2006-12-03T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T06:10:46.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MALACCA TRIP</title><content type='html'>Vague memories from Malacca cos it was just a so-so trip,nothing extraordinay.&lt;br /&gt;1. Daddy losing his way always and being oh so stubborn and not wanting to ask for directions until he went round for about three times.&lt;br /&gt;2.Lunch at Restoran A Famosa Chicken, riceballs with chicken(:&lt;br /&gt;3.Shopping at some crafts centre where i got a really cheap bracelet and a fedora.&lt;br /&gt;4.Peranakan Dinner with a very werid grouchy boss which mummy was being oversensitive thinking he was eccentric.&lt;br /&gt;5.Shopping one whole day at makota and some new shopping centre opposite it. Junk Food shirts which were really cheap from FOS were heavenly(:&lt;br /&gt;6.Night shopping at Jonker Street was lovely. Something like Chinatown but it was really really crowded. Eating at the roadside stalls which daddy says will help build up your immune systems. Batik craze for my mummy and lovely dresses and cheap necklaces for vee and i.&lt;br /&gt;7.The Secret Recipe craze for vee and mummy. They absolutely love it and wouldnt stop eating it. Chocolate banana cake and the yummy black pepper lamb pie(:&lt;br /&gt;8.Chinese restaurant which daddy and mummy quarrelled over cos mummy wanted to eat secret recipe and daddy chinese. Snow fish was yummy and cheap! Daddy fined for not putting the coupon down but he couldnt pay cos the counter doesnt open on Sundays.&lt;br /&gt;9.Double decker and super rings, music from keane, the fray and the feeling, "Charlie All Night" and "Solo" books and sleeping in the car with my kettle pillow and the baby barney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BACK HOME AND &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MISS MY FRIENNYS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-116515504613126763?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/116515504613126763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=116515504613126763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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and maybe for us to do abit of shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday was DA BOMB YAO(:&lt;br /&gt;It was really memorable for me.&lt;br /&gt;Ill never forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, i spent half a day talking to emmsy, ellen and harresh online.&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to Bryan Lim i had to go downstairs and i was oh so unglam.&lt;br /&gt;Emmsy and i were supposed to go for a run but it didnt work out.&lt;br /&gt;Then we decided on breakfast but being very indecisive, we never really figure out where we wna go for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, our breakfast became lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met her and we headed to Holland V for my lunch cos she already ate and she so kindly offered to accompany me.&lt;br /&gt;Went to NYDC for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Three amigos set lunch for me(:&lt;br /&gt;I love it.&lt;br /&gt;The music was da bomb yao.&lt;br /&gt;It was all my favourite and not emmsy's favourites right emms?&lt;br /&gt;We played with the pasta, pretending to use it was wayang eyebrows and me contantly making her eat my food.&lt;br /&gt;The Garden Salad wasnt that good cos there was damn little dressing AND CARROTS JUST SPOILT IT.&lt;br /&gt;If only ellen came earlier, she would be eating that for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we headed for Pet's Lovers' centre so ellen could go check her guigui's cost for ligation.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;AND ITS GUIGUI NOT KUIKUI ELLEN!&lt;br /&gt;AND GUIGUI LOOKS LIKE PINKY AND THE BRAIN.&lt;br /&gt;And we found out that chocs was overweight and guigui was underweight.&lt;br /&gt;I love the shitzu(:&lt;br /&gt;I want Surprise's brother.&lt;br /&gt;But my mummy's allergic to animals.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to 711 to buy the international calling card for ellen.&lt;br /&gt;Walked around Holland Village Shopping Centre.&lt;br /&gt;Table Art Decor time!&lt;br /&gt;No new bags):&lt;br /&gt;The fierce Bang on the Door woman was there so we didnt wna go in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go to Burger King for tea but the smell put us off.&lt;br /&gt;It smelt like damn fried stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Eew.&lt;br /&gt;Walked to the bustop and it started raining and it was a boring day after that for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home for a nap.&lt;br /&gt;Then the door bell just kept on ringing and vee came to wake me up.&lt;br /&gt;I was abit grouchy at first.&lt;br /&gt;You know i always must have a minimum nap of like 3 hours if not ill be like that and i only had 45 minutes of nap at that point of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i looked outside my door hole and i saw no one.&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was a prank so i decided to wake for the prankster to ring the doorbell again.&lt;br /&gt;And the prankster did.&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was AUDSY at first but it happened to be ellen.&lt;br /&gt;So i opened the door and YAOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was jamiepok,emmsy and ellen.&lt;br /&gt;They sprayed me with some sticky eeky stuff and my door still has it now!&lt;br /&gt;So i let them in.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;They had a hard time finding my home cos no one really went there except for eliza i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to change and then we headed to the jamie's car.&lt;br /&gt;Fairul&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;So i was blindfolded and we sat in the car and i didnt know where i was heading, right emmsy, jamie and ellen?&lt;br /&gt;They were looking at the lime magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we reached the secret destination.&lt;br /&gt;I got off the car and i swear i heard AUDSY's voice i dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;They made me walk through something and up the stairs and i missed a step.&lt;br /&gt;I was so scared when i was walking, grabbing emmsy and jamie's arm i think!&lt;br /&gt;Then we went into this room and i felt oh so cold.&lt;br /&gt;Then i heard like whispers.&lt;br /&gt;They made me turned and turned and turned and i know my bag hit someone cos i was turning so vigourously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then emmsy took out my blindfold and there infront of me were my friennys(:&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THEM SO MUCH I TELL YOU!&lt;br /&gt;ALECIA, AUDSY, BRYAN, ELLEN,EMMSY,HARRESH,JAMIEPOK,LAURADOOR,RACH,SAMYET,SHU,WOONIE&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme was DISCO/KIDDY.&lt;br /&gt;So it was VALve @ ttfr.&lt;br /&gt;That was what they called my birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS DA BOMB YAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew they must have took so much effort to plan this.&lt;br /&gt;There were like so many balloons on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;My favourite colour too, RED!&lt;br /&gt;The banner that said HAPPY BIRTHDAY, the banner outside that said the party's here, the beautiful table which they prepared the food and the drinks themselves with the lovely plagcards which put the name of the food and the drink, the lovely cocktail cups with umbrellas inside, and they themselves, dressing up!&lt;br /&gt;They were all in two pigtails, mostly all.&lt;br /&gt;OOH THEY LOOK REALLY CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;No wonder when emmsy was at my house, she braided her hair into two i was like, AIYO.WHY DID YOU BRAID YOUR HAIR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the party started with the Step up soundtrack constantly playing on the background.&lt;br /&gt;Ate and caught up with those people whom i havent seen for ages.&lt;br /&gt;Then we had party games(:&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOOOO, MY LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Musical chairs with harresh saying stop and tricking us and bryan changing the track, with shu infront and me pushing her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was wacko using different people's names, animal names and ellen calling otter as otah and jamie and rach always being so blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harresh had to leave for training but thanks for everything couz, for coming even when you had training after that and for always being there for me.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY COUZ(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three blind mice and marco polo was next.&lt;br /&gt;I was the Marco first and i accidentally whacked elys at her boobs.&lt;br /&gt;So she was the next Marco cos i caught her.&lt;br /&gt;She was so on about it and ready to launch,running and shouting goosey goosey where are you that she hit herself on the pillar cos she was moving so quickly and everyone couldnt stop her on time.&lt;br /&gt;She's gng to get a purple bruise!&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, my poor english teacher!&lt;br /&gt;Then we oh ya beh ya soh!&lt;br /&gt;Alecia's so funny.&lt;br /&gt;It was supposed to be roti prata char kui tiao but she was like roti prata cannot fry!&lt;br /&gt;So it was decided to be ellen after that.&lt;br /&gt;Ellen is so funny and easy to bully.&lt;br /&gt;I wrapped her in the curtain and then hit her with balloons many many times.&lt;br /&gt;We stopped playing and then ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ordered in pizza and just sat there and talked, planned our christmas party, drew out names for the exchange of gifts then it was photo taking before ale left.&lt;br /&gt;AUDSY's male security guard was so weird but her female security guard was so friendly with her saying BROTHER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then woonsums came and it was so funny cos she was actually carrying my birthday cake and AUDSY bluffed me and said that it was the leftovers she brought from church.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;So we unwrapped my presents.&lt;br /&gt;WOW! THEY ARE DA BOMB YAO.&lt;br /&gt;AUDSY and shu got me air hockey set.&lt;br /&gt;Now i can play whenever i want after i buy batteries that is.&lt;br /&gt;Elys and rach got me the beautiful dresser for me to hang my jewelleries from kalms, the exact one i wanted.&lt;br /&gt;Emmsy got me a tote from topshop, the nice pink colour one.&lt;br /&gt;Ale and ellen got me a top from zara,my kind blue and long tee.&lt;br /&gt;Laur's mom made me a necklace, its a beauty with a key and a heart, my favourite charms.&lt;br /&gt;Woonie with a lovely bracelet!&lt;br /&gt;The cards they made me were really really pretty i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Rach with dora the explorer, AUDSY made one with nice pictures, Elys with a nun grater one which i thought it was a bell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that they blindfolded me again and it was cake time!&lt;br /&gt;The sparklers candle didnt work, they got cheated and i took so long to blow it out.&lt;br /&gt;WOW I LOVE THEM SO.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS WOONSUMS FOR THE CAKE YOU OH SO BOUGHT!&lt;br /&gt;So we ate the cake and then headed to the garden to play noisy sparklers.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;Go to woonie's blog for the major really cool sparkler we had!&lt;br /&gt;We were all like small little kids playing in the field but i had fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT WAS A BLAST A BOMB A SPLENDID, SHIOK THINK LIKE WHAT ALE WOULD SAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANKS YAO FRIENNYS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT WOULDNT HAVE BEEN POSSIBLE WITHOUT ALL OF YOU ALL PLANNING BUT I SURE DID HAVE FUN AND IT WAS THE BESTEST BESTEST BESTEST SWEET SIXTEEN FOR ME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REALLY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IM SO HAPPY!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE MY MAHJONG KHAKIS(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-116494162045822356?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/116494162045822356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=116494162045822356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116494162045822356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116494162045822356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2006/12/sweet-sixteen.html' title='SWEET SIXTEEN'/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-116481668110264639</id><published>2006-11-30T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T18:07:41.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOONSUMS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HEWSY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JAMIEPOK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARIEL (NANYANG)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HARRESH KRISHNAN a.k.a RED DADDY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BINGKO/CANDY/LEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EMMSY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;VAL (FAIRFIELD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MELSTEPHWONG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHARISSA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUMSY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AUDSY BUDSY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MELISSA (FAIRFIELD)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GIN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BRYAN LIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PRILAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SHAZA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CALVIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RACHEL LOK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAUR A DOOR&lt;br /&gt;ANT CHEE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SA MY ET&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALECIA MUNI WUNI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MICHELLE YEO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU ALL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-116481668110264639?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/116481668110264639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=116481668110264639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116481668110264639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116481668110264639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2006/11/woonsums-hewsy-jamiepok-ariel-nanyang.html' title=''/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-116481495165579669</id><published>2006-11-29T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T07:42:31.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RED DADDY'S HARRESH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/1600/900101/photo%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6024/595/320/930812/photo%20018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS RED DADDY'S PRODUCER SPEAKING.&lt;br /&gt;DO BUY R.D'S COOL CD ENTITLED RED, BLUE AND YELLOW WITH HIS HIT SINGLE WIND IT UP, HIS OWN VERSION.&lt;br /&gt;COME BACK NEXT YEAR FOR HIS NEXT CD WHICH WOULD BE ENTITLED GREEN AND BLACK.&lt;br /&gt;TILL THEN TOODLES YAOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;ONE LOVE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-116481495165579669?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/116481495165579669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=116481495165579669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116481495165579669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116481495165579669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;The zoo's actually quite near from my house if you go by the expressway i conclude!&lt;br /&gt;So it was the zoo instead of fishing and cycling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to buy tickets and bryan insisted on getting the damn cool stroller for CHILDREN.&lt;br /&gt;Good thing i said no.&lt;br /&gt;It would have been so embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;When we were at the ticket counter, he was like telling the woman:" she doesnt need to pay, she's part of the enclosure!"&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD! I COULD HAVE JUST USED SOMETHING TO HIT HIM THERE AND THEN I TELL YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed in a round.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures would be up if my usb works.&lt;br /&gt;Elephants, Lions, Cheetahs, all sort of Monkeys, Dogs, Sheeps, Goats, Donkeys, Tropical Crops, Meerkats, Otters, Polar bear, Jackass penguins, Pygmy Hippo, Rhino, Giraffee, Kangeroo, Ostrich etc.&lt;br /&gt;It will take me forever to name everything i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Watched the animal shows and the feeding shows.&lt;br /&gt;Quite cool.&lt;br /&gt;Just that the weather was killing me.&lt;br /&gt;Damn hot day.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder AUDSY and bingko went to tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights for today.&lt;br /&gt;Cos when we were at the Wonders of Wildlife or some show like that, there was a volunteer called Christopher.&lt;br /&gt;He's from france.&lt;br /&gt;So when we were walking out, bryan acted so smart and tried to talk to him so he said: " HELLO CHRISTOPHER!" he shouted basically.&lt;br /&gt;Christopher heard so we decided to walk away and then suddenly we hear footsteps running towards us.&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHAT!&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS OUR GOOD OLE FRIEND CHRISTOPHER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, he just sticked with us and explained to us about reptiles and stuff and he can hypnotise snakes.&lt;br /&gt;No kidding!&lt;br /&gt;I can show you guys the video.&lt;br /&gt;EMMSY ILL SHOW YOU TOM. I KNOW YOU WANT TO WATCH IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christopher and bryan fed the monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD!&lt;br /&gt;I WANTED TO DIG A HOLE AND HIDE I TELL YOU!&lt;br /&gt;BUT I DIDNT I JUST RAN AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;SO EMBARRASSING.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IF THE ZOO KEEPER FOUND OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took picture with Christopher with the orang utans to rmb our friend of the zoo as what the photograhy counter woman said cos she asked us whether he was with us and we said we just met him.&lt;br /&gt;The photographer had two tamagotchis.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;YAYNESS,&lt;br /&gt;COOLNESS,&lt;br /&gt;WOWNESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant really rmb what happened at the zoo now like the remaining so if i rmb, ill add on.&lt;br /&gt;Im really kanchiong to watch Project runway now you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, it was a picnic at Chinese garden.&lt;br /&gt;ALL I CAN SAY IS I KNOW BRYAN'S GNA HATE ME FOR THIS BUT HE'S WAS BEING A RACIST SO THIS IS TO GET BACK AT HIM COS I THINK HE'S MEAN.&lt;br /&gt;He called a pagoda, paragon.&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD!&lt;br /&gt;Last time it was oxidation, oscillation.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;This is super funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw squirrels(:&lt;br /&gt;And a gila monster?&lt;br /&gt;Gross.&lt;br /&gt;Okay project runway now.&lt;br /&gt;Cocktail dresses is a must see episode.&lt;br /&gt;Till then, TOODLES YAOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS HEWSY! YOU'RE DA BOMB FOR WISHING ME WHEN YOU'RE SOMEWHERE IN GOD KNOWS WHERE HUNGARY, SPAIN OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT. I LOVE YOU SO EVEN THOUGH YOU BULLY ME AND CALL ME HIGH BADGE. ONE LOVE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-116481174074806618?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/116481174074806618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=116481174074806618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116481174074806618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636023/posts/default/116481174074806618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/2006/11/zoo-and-chinese-garden.html' title='ZOO AND CHINESE GARDEN'/><author><name>Val</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18170641411002048716</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-8636023.post-116468001633511277</id><published>2006-11-28T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T19:49:46.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OUT WITH ARIEL,ZACH AND EMMS AND ELLEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6024/595/1600/SP_A0296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6024/595/320/SP_A0296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6024/595/1600/SP_A0297.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6024/595/320/SP_A0297.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6024/595/1600/SP_A0297.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6024/595/1600/SP_A0298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6024/595/320/SP_A0298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOONSUMS BACK!!!&lt;br /&gt;I CAN FEEL HER PRESCENCE NOW.&lt;br /&gt;ITS SO STRONG COS SHE'S JUST LIVING DOWN THE ROAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday i met up with ariel and zach at ps after zach's drum lessons there which he kept on complaining to me that it was useless going there.&lt;br /&gt;Zach's so girl!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;He and his hair with all that stuff he puts on it and his super long fringe that ariel and i just feels like helping him cut it.&lt;br /&gt;He asking whether he should wear his cap or not.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, isnt zach like a girl!&lt;br /&gt;He's gna be like nat soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had a quick lunch at pastamania again.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt take the tomato sauce if not ill stain my shirts with my messy eating like that time when i went out with AUDSY and emmsy.&lt;br /&gt;Ariel and zach are so hilarious sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;They always quarrell when they meet!&lt;br /&gt;Caught up with each other during lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Zach with his church stuff, Ariel with tacklebox and girly talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught Happy Feet.&lt;br /&gt;Soso.&lt;br /&gt;It was just average to me.&lt;br /&gt;I really loved Happy Feet's amigos though.&lt;br /&gt;They are really cute when they sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took so long in the toilet that zach was waiting outside like in idiot.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Bade farewell to zach cos he was gna meet his electric guitar friend.&lt;br /&gt;How ultra cool zach is with his band yaooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i did a 5 minute shopping at Dorothy Perkins.&lt;br /&gt;Just got a green clutch cos im really gna take off those ugly long golden chains.&lt;br /&gt;Then ariel went to taka and i went to cine to meet emmsy and len.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought len a smile cookie from Famous Amos to cheer her up and bluffed her and told her i drew it but i didnt.&lt;br /&gt;Xin Wang Hong Kong Cafe for us.&lt;br /&gt;Minced meat congee and a herbal jelly for me.&lt;br /&gt;Len's char siew looks like soggy bacon fats!&lt;br /&gt;And the guy who is so happy in helping us take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;I was grinning like an idiot while waiting for him to find the correct spot with the best lighting and sometimes he doesnt even take it and moves to fast so it gets oh so blur.&lt;br /&gt;And his phone like he said will make us laugh cos he uses the rubber band to tie them tgt and its true.&lt;br /&gt;He really did that!&lt;br /&gt;Caught up with len today.&lt;br /&gt;It has been a week since i last saw her.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just walked round and round.&lt;br /&gt;Sat down and shred plastic bags.&lt;br /&gt;Walked to and fro.&lt;br /&gt;Left with emmsy after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now im stuck at home.&lt;br /&gt;Finished clearing my whole wardrobe yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe ill clear my accessories and then the other side cupboard books and then maybe a jog in the afternoon with emmsy.&lt;br /&gt;Yes that i will do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636023-116468001633511277?l=strungout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strungout-.blogspot.com/feeds/116468001633511277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8636023&amp;postID=116468001633511277' title='0 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