<?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-36741731</id><updated>2011-12-27T03:09:30.720+08:00</updated><category term='TYP &apos;06 Part 5'/><category term='For 2E5 &apos;07'/><category term='Quiz Courtesy of Brenda'/><category term='Screwing Screwed'/><category term='C.Workshop'/><category term='Passing G8P'/><category term='Hottttttt'/><category term='C.ConComp Gold'/><category term='CHOIR T_T'/><category term='ShoppingSec4Gifts'/><category term='PEA Day 2'/><category term='Fiona&apos;s Quiz'/><category term='Week in Review 4'/><category term='Present'/><category term='Something About You'/><category term='overall'/><category term='Week in Review 6 (Random)'/><category term='TYP &apos;06 Part 4'/><category term='Photos for 1st-11th Nov'/><category term='PEA Day 1'/><category term='Whoops.'/><category term='Bzoink&apos;ed twice'/><category term='Week in Review 5'/><category term='18th-21st Nov'/><category term='Marks'/><category term='7th - 11th Nov'/><category term='Try.'/><category term='Pissed / CCA Promo Day &apos;07'/><category term='MOVIE MARATHON'/><category term='Dentist'/><category term='SHP Choir'/><category term='Another Random One'/><category term='Quick one'/><category term='Bzoink&apos;ed Once'/><category term='Sleepover at Dorcas&apos;s'/><category term='FO1'/><category term='TYP &apos;06 Part 6'/><category term='Missing PR'/><category term='TYP &apos;06 Category List'/><category term='SamsungNokia'/><category term='5 Grades'/><category term='Icebox'/><category term='Dec 7-26'/><category term='Pre-Shoutouts'/><category term='Choir'/><category term='Piano Guy'/><category term='Pictures'/><category term='Rainbow'/><category term='Peace'/><category term='No braces'/><category term='Quiz Courtesy of Gina((:'/><category term='You and You'/><category term='Grades'/><category term='MAD'/><category term='Week in Review 7 / &apos;fessing Up'/><category term='1 Nov - 6 Nov'/><category term='22nd-26th Nov'/><category term='P. Class Party'/><category term='Choir Chalet Photo Essay'/><category term='10 Reasons'/><category term='Quiz Courtesy of Fiona'/><category term='Bzoink&apos;ed Thrice'/><category term='Random Lines from Songs / Avryl&apos;s Coming Over :D'/><category term='Quiz Courtesy of Lydia / Spilled'/><category term='THE UPDATE.'/><category term='EVERYONE SANG'/><category term='After GWH / TKG SYF Results'/><category term='EngProj'/><category term='SYF'/><category term='Week in Review 1 / SI Christmas Advertisment'/><category term='SP'/><category term='How-To Vids'/><category term='Rundown'/><category term='SYF 2007 Picture Essay'/><category term='GEEORG'/><category term='Dorcas at Airport'/><category term='Terminal 3'/><category term='Choir / Rain'/><category term='AIRPORT / CAs'/><category term='GINALEE guest blogging. xD'/><category term='ThankYou Fiona'/><category term='Out for the day'/><category term='C.ConComp'/><category term='School Starts Tomorrow'/><category term='10 things'/><category term='FM&apos;s Birthday Celebration'/><category term='Choir prac'/><category term='TYP &apos;06 Part 1'/><category term='Crazy'/><category term='Choir Chalet Photo Essay Part 2'/><category term='27th-29th Nov'/><category term='100th post'/><category term='PSLE Math'/><category term='TYP &apos;06 Part 7'/><category term='Update 26/10 - 30/10'/><category term='cfm'/><category term='WELCOME 2007'/><category term='Review of Choir Chalet(:'/><category term='GOLD WITH HONOURS'/><category term='Last Day of School &apos;06'/><category term='Longgggg Overdue Post'/><category term='Baking'/><category term='Load / Stuff'/><category term='Waiting for SC'/><category term='New Skin'/><category term='MRS LEE'/><category term='ie Bad.'/><category term='Week in Review 2'/><category term='TYP &apos;06 Part 2'/><category term='Overdue Update'/><category term='LDOS'/><category term='Senior'/><category term='Ocean&apos;s 13'/><category term='PSSH'/><category term='CIP s1'/><category term='the song'/><category term='GWH'/><category term='Randoms 2'/><category term='ALAMAK.'/><category term='Shocked??'/><category term='Back / Hello Goodbye'/><category term='Postcard'/><category term='VCH'/><category term='Randoms'/><category term='Rhema Conference &apos;06 / Sign Off'/><category term='Week in Review 3'/><category term='Confession of sorts'/><category term='Mixed Media 1 / Pre - SYF'/><category term='Seeing Dorcas off'/><category term='Think'/><category term='After C.W'/><category term='TYP &apos;06 Part 3'/><category term='Music Lessons'/><category term='Timetable'/><category term='My Beautifulllllllll E'/><title type='text'>Wheeeee.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>210</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-3637606357518982779</id><published>2011-06-14T01:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T02:24:28.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gentle Revelations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Hai guys. :B I know it's been a while, and I apologize for my laziness. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Anyway. Yesterday, I went on a mug date with my dear Mare and Zhamin. I didn't get much work done in all honesty, but what I'll definitely remember about it, was how they helped me to see some things in perspective. They did it in a pretty effective way- A way in which I accepted what they said pretty easily, cuz I thought it made sense; in a way in which I didn't feel compelled to fight back, not even in my head (which has been pretty explosive thoughts-wise, lately.) Cuz I realised how worried some people were over me, to the extent that they'd talk about me among themselves. I was so surprised; definitely touched and very very thankful too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;To all my girls from TKGS (Sa, Fee, Zhamin, Mare, Si Jia), TPJC (Dory, Erika, Phyllis, Sarah) and from BOTH TK and TP (Fai and Nad), I thank you all from the bottom of my heart for all the love and support you have shown me especially during the last (especially) four years of my life. You should know that I love and reallllly appreciate you guys. Y'all make life so much more bearable, and I'm eternally grateful for your friendship. (Above-mentioned list not exhaustive, of course.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Before me ends off tonight, I'd like to show you guys the original version of my latest status update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Sometimes (like now), me feels that being sentimental is only good for reducing people's hearts into gooey messes. Other than that, it's part of the reason why my room is so messeh and why I keep re-visiting the past in my head. WHICH GETS IN THE WAY OF A LOT OF THINGS. As I type this I'm thinking of counterarguments. But yeah whatever you get it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;G'night guys I love y'all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36741731-3637606357518982779?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/3637606357518982779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=3637606357518982779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/3637606357518982779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/3637606357518982779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2011/06/gentle-revelations.html' title='Gentle Revelations'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-5693119175620512462</id><published>2011-02-13T18:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T23:24:27.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish List/Happy V Day in Advance!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;[Edited 15 Feb, 2318h; new items in &lt;b&gt;bold&lt;/b&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;HELLO! This is my wish list, to save you some brain juice. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Accessories&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Glittery bobby pins&lt;br /&gt;- Soft, braided hairbands (the hippy kind, one black)&lt;br /&gt;- Thin, brightly-coloured (especially orange) hairbands&lt;br /&gt;- Hair ties in various colours (glittery ones will be naise)&lt;br /&gt;- Chandelier earrings&lt;br /&gt;- Tiny/small ear studs (star-shaped?)&lt;br /&gt;- Charm bracelet&lt;br /&gt;- Friendship bands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Beauty Products&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Concealer (the green kind)&lt;br /&gt;- Eyeliner! (Whatever form you think is easier for someone who doesn't quite know how to draw her eyes. *squints*)&lt;br /&gt;- Nail buffer&lt;br /&gt;- Nail file&lt;br /&gt;- Pumice stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Stationery&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Instructional book on cursive writing&lt;br /&gt;- Photo album (the kind that can hold 100+ photos :B)&lt;br /&gt;- Double-tip markers (Some members in my set-of-12 Zig are dying. D:)&lt;br /&gt;- Colour Eno pencil leads in various colours&lt;br /&gt;- Pastel green/purple (preferably) pop-up Post-Its&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Others&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Balloons&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Cards/Letters&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Clipboard&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Movie dates/dates! (When I'm un-grounded luh. Dunno when that will be though heh.)&lt;br /&gt;- STRAWBERRIES&lt;br /&gt;- Healthy, yummy nomnom&lt;br /&gt;- XOXO&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;You&lt;/i&gt; (Okay I honestly don't know how serious I am about this but hahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;And uhm, you should already know I luvvv purple. :B Will update this if anything catches my fancy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Thankyoudarlingzxs hurhur xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: 'Century Gothic'; font-size: 12px; "&gt;PS: HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY IN ADVANCE FOLKS! Me hearts you muah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36741731-5693119175620512462?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/5693119175620512462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=5693119175620512462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/5693119175620512462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/5693119175620512462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2011/02/wish-list.html' title='Wish List/Happy V Day in Advance!'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-1678743509484272177</id><published>2011-01-08T20:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T04:18:09.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post of 2011!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;HELLO!!! Errr. HAPPY NEW YEAR! :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Sooo, this year is gonna be crazy-busy. (I think one word that features in close to all of my later posts is 'busy'. -.-) CM-ing, SYF, The As... What have you. :/ Don't expect this blog to be more alive than it was. Go check out my twitter (debzmemorymush) though! That I update almost everyday (98% of the time?), unless I'm out of town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;OH. And. Some lyrics. Mare's right, it describes me so well. Well perhaps not the whole song, but the third-eighth lines at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;David Choi- Won't Even Start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;What happened after last summer&lt;br /&gt;When we broke up in September&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I haven't seen you&lt;br /&gt;Feels like a long time&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it still hurts&lt;br /&gt;But I always get by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still got a piece of you under my skin&lt;br /&gt;It's always there no matter where I've been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE:&lt;br /&gt;So if I ever see you on the street&lt;br /&gt;I'll pretend that I didn't see&lt;br /&gt;And turn my face&lt;br /&gt;No use in small talk anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;Because if I look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll have to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;And that'll break my heart&lt;br /&gt;So I won't even start&lt;br /&gt;No, I won't even start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you luck&lt;br /&gt;And I wish it true&lt;br /&gt;That's the best&lt;br /&gt;I can do for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you'll probably find love&lt;br /&gt;In someone new&lt;br /&gt;I have to let go&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's hard to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if I run into you with your arm by his side&lt;br /&gt;Just know it'll cut me like a knife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE:&lt;br /&gt;So if I ever see you on the street&lt;br /&gt;I'll pretend that I didn't see&lt;br /&gt;And turn my face&lt;br /&gt;No use in small talk anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;Because if I look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll have to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;And that'll break my heart&lt;br /&gt;So I won't even start&lt;br /&gt;No, I won't even start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be okay&lt;br /&gt;I'll be okay- That's what I'll Say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE:&lt;br /&gt;So if I ever see you on the street&lt;br /&gt;I'll pretend that I didn't see&lt;br /&gt;And turn my face&lt;br /&gt;No use in small talk anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;Because if I look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll have to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;And that'll break my heart&lt;br /&gt;So I won't even start&lt;br /&gt;No, I won't even start&lt;br /&gt;No, I wont even start&lt;br /&gt;What happened after last summer&lt;br /&gt;When we broke up in September&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen you&lt;br /&gt;Feels like a long time&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it still hurts&lt;br /&gt;But I always get by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still got a piece of you under my skin&lt;br /&gt;It's always there no matter where I've been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE:&lt;br /&gt;So if I ever see you on the street&lt;br /&gt;I'll pretend that I didn't see&lt;br /&gt;And turn my face&lt;br /&gt;No use in small talk anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;Because if I look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll have to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;And that'll break my heart&lt;br /&gt;So I won't even start&lt;br /&gt;No, I won't even start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you luck&lt;br /&gt;And I wish it true&lt;br /&gt;That's the best&lt;br /&gt;I can do for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you'll probably find love&lt;br /&gt;In someone new&lt;br /&gt;I have to let go&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's hard to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if I run into you with your arm by his side&lt;br /&gt;Just know it'll cut me like a knife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE:&lt;br /&gt;So if I ever see you on the street&lt;br /&gt;I'll pretend that I didn't see&lt;br /&gt;And turn my face&lt;br /&gt;No use in small talk anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;Because if I look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll have to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;And that'll break my heart&lt;br /&gt;So I won't even start&lt;br /&gt;No, I won't even start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be okay&lt;br /&gt;I'll be okay- That's what I'll Say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE:&lt;br /&gt;So if I ever see you on the street&lt;br /&gt;I'll pretend that I didn't see&lt;br /&gt;And turn my face&lt;br /&gt;No use in small talk anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;Because if I look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll have to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;And that'll break my heart&lt;br /&gt;So I won't even start&lt;br /&gt;No, I won't even start&lt;br /&gt;No, I wont even start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Credits to &lt;a href="http://artists.letssingit.com/david-choi-lyrics-wont-even-start-52wf4mb"&gt;http://artists.letssingit.com/david-choi-lyrics-wont-even-start-52wf4mb&lt;/a&gt;! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I don't think I really chronicle my personal life here, cuz it's just too public. I mean, not like many people come here or anything, but yeah you get what I mean. My Mummy always warns me to be careful online, so I heed her words. Here, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;But if you're reading this, you probably already know about my (personal) life luh. :) Lately I've even begun to feel that I perhaps say too much, and that makes me feel,  show-off. :/ Gee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay luh I better go. I've a lot of (last minute; what's new) online homework and research to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Thank you for reading my boring blog; I hope to reward all ye faithful readers at the end of the year when I'll be freeeee for like 8 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I send my luv; have a great 2011 ahead babies! :)&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/36741731-1678743509484272177?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/1678743509484272177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=1678743509484272177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/1678743509484272177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/1678743509484272177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-post-of-2011.html' title='First Post of 2011!'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-9020598375811521799</id><published>2010-12-11T21:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T22:08:44.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beezee Holidays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;HELLO YES I KNOW I HAVEN'T BEEN HERE IN THE LONGEST TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;The holidays have been crazy busy. 2 WHOLE weeks have just whizzed by me. What I've spent it on:&lt;br /&gt;1. 27th November- A class ice-skating outing (which was kinda phail given that only our dear civics tutor Ms Yeo, Chesna, Dory, Grace, Isaac, Phyllis and I went.) But it was fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;2. 30th November-2nd December- A Combined Regional Chalet thing for Church. It was AWESOMESXZ. :D Got to make some new friends- Jolene, Claire, Steph... And managed to catch up with old friends like Abby, Elizabeth and Gab so it was cool. ^^V&lt;br /&gt;3. 10th December- Choir Movie Marathon WHOOOOO. Okay so, it wasn't really a marathon, cuz we only watched two shows: &lt;i&gt;Failure to Launch&lt;/i&gt;, and &lt;i&gt;Toy Story 3&lt;/i&gt;. The former was a good rom-com starring Sarah Jessica Parker and Matthew McConaughey. The latter, was laden with life lessons, not exactly a kids' show and was tear-jerking as it drew to a close, just as friends who've watched it said. To add on the tear-jerking bit, it's quite WHOE to me cuz we all know that crying is physically draining, and prior to this movie thing, I slept at 5+ in the morning. For someone who teared (rather than really cried) at her Graduation Ceremony thing last year (and at a school and with friends she LOVED), this is saying something. Thereafter we had a post-marathon hangout, where we played Chinaman to finish up the drinks, and the rest played assorted card games (I'm a card game dumdum), for which forfeits included finishing the drinks, and Truth or Dare. Played Shoot, Kiss or Marry (a PG version) as we left too. :D Had a htht with Nad when we bussed back. Boy was it good to get that Imagined List off my chest. :)&lt;br /&gt;4. Choir Practice! Yeah, preparing for SYF next year lor. OH. I must say, that I love my Altos- Ain, Ariel (my prettaye co-SL), Em, Gillian, Gui Fang, Mindy, Nad and Xue Han. We DA MEAT (in the words of our conductor Ms Ong), and we take lots of pride in that. :DD United we're patty, divided we're... Minced. D: So yes, united we are. :) Can't say how much I love this buncha happy, high and lovely people.&lt;br /&gt;5. Evangelistic-Gig (hereafter known as E-Gig) Choir practices! Yours truly has been heading to Redhill and Bukit Batok twice weekly for at least 3 weeks now to perfect the sole song we're doing, &lt;i&gt;Joyful Joyful&lt;/i&gt;. It's from &lt;i&gt;Sister Act 2&lt;/i&gt;, and we're performing for the second night of Rhema Conference 2010. (An annual youth conference my church, Grace Assembly of God holds!)&lt;br /&gt;6. Chores. Especially when my Mum wasn't around, I was the unofficial Kitchen Guardian (though I didn't cook, just cleaned/maintained), and helped out with the laundry.&lt;br /&gt;7. Going online for absurd amounts of time, and getting scolded/lectured/chided for my (sometimes resultantly) horrible sleep habits by the folks and Grandma. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;8. Sleeping in. It's the holidays. Self-explanatory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;All that means, that the only homework I've completed so far is reading &lt;i&gt;Birds of Passage&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Disgrace&lt;/i&gt; and writing One Sentence of my Lit report on the Apartheid. Yes, win I know. Given that tomorrow, I'll be out the whole day with my &lt;i&gt;lame&lt;/i&gt; COOLies (my cell kids lah), Rhema (a whole-day affair, mind you) from Monday to Wednesday (though I'm likely to skip the day portion of Wednesday), and Choir practice from Wednesday to Friday. Oh Friday's prac is a morning And afternoon affair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Ohoh. Y'know this coming's week practices disrupted 3 events I planned?? THREE. My gosh. And I being good girl, being SL, will not pon. Choir I don't mind (though my complaints may suggest otherwise), but please please tell us earlier leh!! I signed up for Rhema cuz I thought my not having choir on those days was a Divine Sign to go for it. Then I was supposed to have a picnic with the Fabs (Fee, Mare and Sa), cuz I ASSUMED choir'd be in the morning on Thursday. I made tentative plans with Phyllis to mug on Friday. TOTALLY CANNOT NOW. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Anyhow. I better get off. Thank you for reading my boring blog Iloveyou. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Ps: I'm busier during the holidays than post-PW! : /&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/36741731-9020598375811521799?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/9020598375811521799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=9020598375811521799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/9020598375811521799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/9020598375811521799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2010/12/beezee-holidays.html' title='Beezee Holidays!'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-8933172084404059098</id><published>2010-11-17T23:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T00:04:49.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life, Post-PW</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay I'm gonna make the most of my last 19 legal minutes of leisure online time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Yep, I've been promoted. :) It's thanks to God's grace and PAP scores (the official name for class participation scores) really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;What I'm not so happy about, is that it's taken 3 classmates of mine away. One's already left Singapore, one will do likewise in a matter of time, and the last will be repeating a year. And they're all guys so can you imagine, the lack of testosterone we'll have in class next year? :( Okay no seriously speaking, the girl:guy ratio &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; 3:1. Next year, it'll be 15:2. WHAT IS THIS??!? I do not like the promos for doing this to my friends, my classmates/fellow choristers/seniors. :'( To know that next year, you won't see some familiar faces in class, or even around school, is sad. I mean, this didn't happen in TKGS you know?? I can't really express my feelings in words lah, but this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oh and my dear Maremare- PLEASE BE MORE CAREFUL NEXT TIME!!! I hope your foot gets better pronto k. I'll pray for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Life now is ~~. Like I'm not busy with tutorials/homework or whatever now, but choir has re-started, and tomorrow Ariel (my prettaye co-SL) and I will be leading at least 2 hours of sectionals. Cuz we're supposed to finish all 11 carols by Friday when Ms Ong comes in. And as of yesterday, we only finished 4. :S And some of us Altos (including yours truly) are still blur at some parts. God help us please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Y'know, I've been learning recently the importance of talking things out. It can really make a break a relationship, or make you feel 18209815 times better/worse. (If you're reading this, you probably know what I'm referring to, but also, there's more to it than you think luh haha.) I've found over the years, how someone I originally deemed annoying or not someone I'd really like to associate with, is actually quite nice and all, after I start talking to the person. Yesterday was good, for that reason. (No, not that I thought the person annoying lah.) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;It's midnight. Night honeybunnies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Ps: PW was outta my life forever and ever and ever amen last Friday. XD&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/36741731-8933172084404059098?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/8933172084404059098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=8933172084404059098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/8933172084404059098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/8933172084404059098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2010/11/life-post-pw.html' title='Life, Post-PW'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-2749342637098469512</id><published>2010-11-11T00:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T00:58:14.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE RELEASE OF THE STATEMENT OF RESULTS IS IN ABOUT 7 HOURS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay, so OP was okay I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;THE STATEMENT OF RESULTS WILL BE RELEASED IN LESS THAN 8 HOURS AND I AM DEAD SCARED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;And I'm not making things better for myself with the fact that my Insights and Reflections (I&amp;R) currently is composed of a measely 88 words, and words that are not EE at that. Did I mention that the first draft was due last Monday, and that even if I somehow finish it tonight, that my super-efficient supervising tutor may not have time to mark it today cause she's so busy with the written reports? Oh and that the final copy's due tomorrow?? Oh and I'm listening only to sad songs now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Totally not making myself feel better huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay, I shall do my best to do my I&amp;R now. And stop thinking about things that shouldn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I am the cause of like I dunno, at least 90% of my problems? Sigh why do I never learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Good night.&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/36741731-2749342637098469512?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/2749342637098469512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=2749342637098469512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/2749342637098469512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/2749342637098469512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2010/11/release-of-statement-of-results-is-in.html' title='THE RELEASE OF THE STATEMENT OF RESULTS IS IN ABOUT 7 HOURS.'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-3781632795573323295</id><published>2010-11-09T01:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T01:43:50.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My OP Speech</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Heyhey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I don't think anyone really cares, but here's my Oral Presentation speech. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;"Thank you Ann Gie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;We will now move on to the first of our initiatives- The Changing Room (&lt;i&gt;TCR&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;TCR&lt;/i&gt;, as mentioned by our first speaker Isaac, serves as the initial stage of, and follow-up treatment in our plan. We feel that there is an urgent need for school-based help centres to be included in our project, because while a vast 73.8% of reported anorexia cases involved students, schools only referred 6.3% of these cases for treatment. As such, this highlights the need for schools to be more vigilant in the detection and prevention of anorexia. To prepare for the implementation of &lt;i&gt;TCR&lt;/i&gt;, school counselors will undergo a full-day workshop conducted by the MOE, focusing on anorexia detection, treatment methodologies and support for sufferers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;The target audience of &lt;i&gt;TCR&lt;/i&gt; will consist of both newly-diagnosed youth from both secondary schools and tertiary institutions, as well as recovering youths who have graduated from Camp Metamorphosis, which our next speaker Dawn will cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;To identify anorexic students, there will be two rounds of diagnostic assessments that culminate in a face-to-face consultation. Based on students’ weights recorded in the school’s online database, those with a Body Mass Index that is lower than 18, an indicator of their being underweight, will be identified. However, as this method is blind to other factors of thinness such as genetics, a second round of diagnosis will be held for a more qualitative confirmation. This process will involve teacher feedback of students whose names have been surfaced. Those suspected by their tutors of being anorexic will then attend a face-to-face consultation, during which the trained school counselor will administer the Eating Attitudes Test, which scores a person’s body image perception and eating habits, followed by an interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;After these youth have been identified, they will be given more information on their diagnosis, and strongly encouraged to be treated for their condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Parents of these youths will be invited to attend at least two sessions (out of ten) per term at &lt;i&gt;TCR&lt;/i&gt; with their child. Through this measure, we hope to give them a better understanding of their child’s situation, improve familial understanding, and allow the recovering youths to have support from their family. This is important because continued support is the key to recovery from eating disorders. To accommodate parents who cannot attend these sessions, the counselor will either hold a video conference or video-record the session. Parents who view the session through the recording will be able to further communicate with the counselor through phone and/or electronic-mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;With regard to public education, we propose the creation of a school-based magazine entitled &lt;i&gt;Weight and See&lt;/i&gt;. Distributed in the school every term, it will give examples of other cultures’ notions of beauty. We intend for this to question the acceptance of anorexic models, and prove that one need not be slender to be beautiful. The latter of these will hopefully discourage youths from becoming anorexic just for vanity’s sake. We also wish to educate readers about the various causes of anorexia- to let them know, that vanity is but one of the minor reasons that people become ill. The empathetic feel of the magazine will hopefully help anorexics realize that being thin is not what they are really after- Because while they may feel that being skinny helps them feel better about themselves, their real problem is their inability to accept themselves. Finally, we hope for Weight and See to point anorexics to TCR for the support they need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Our group feels this is an effective method of outreach because regular magazine-reading is a habit of more than half, or 54% of Singaporean youths. We also feel that this approach may be helpful to anorexics, who are likely in a state of denial about their condition as it can help them understand themselves better and be more open to the reality of their physical conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;To incentivize the reading of &lt;i&gt;Weight and See&lt;/i&gt;, online quizzes relating to the magazine will be held fortnightly, with vouchers given as prizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;To incorporate the lessons we have learnt from the National Smoking Control Programme, &lt;i&gt;TCR&lt;/i&gt; functions as both term-time and follow-up treatment. This ensures that sustainability is achieved with our programme, as its various components work together to enable the recovery of the patient. The reach of our public education efforts is also expanded through the incorporation of a media popular with youths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;To further empower these youths in their journey to overcoming anorexia, our next speaker Dawn will now explain the second, and more intensive measure in our programme, Camp Metamorphosis."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;My class's OP assessment will be held today, and ditto that of Mare and Gayathri. All the best to us, may we be graded as having Exceeded Expectations all the way! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;G'night.&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/36741731-3781632795573323295?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/3781632795573323295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=3781632795573323295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/3781632795573323295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/3781632795573323295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-op-speech.html' title='My OP Speech'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-5961865144356879522</id><published>2010-10-30T19:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T01:41:36.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Miss You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Everyone has a story about how someone whom they care for very much left the country for some faraway place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I guess this will be mine.&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/36741731-5961865144356879522?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/5961865144356879522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=5961865144356879522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/5961865144356879522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/5961865144356879522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2010/10/ill-miss-you.html' title='I&apos;ll Miss You'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-7882130223648621882</id><published>2010-10-11T02:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T21:58:38.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POST PROMOS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Yes, the CPR has worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;My tweeting and laziness rendered this blog unconscious for a month and a third. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Anyhow. I find myself lacking the inspiration to blog these days, cause twitter is just a fantastic avenue to give status updates 24/7. Its 140 character-limit makes it all the better for people like me who are simply too lazy to type out chunks of words at a go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I realise that may not exactly be a good thing though. I think writing recreationally helps develop one's skills as a scribe, even if you can't rant or rave about random rubbish in exams. Yes, I speak as an arts student who takes the bare requirement to -balance- out her combination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay so, I have finished my Promos, and it was a disaster. And, when I say disaster, I don't mean 'wah die I'm not gonna get my As/Bs/Cs/Ds', I mean 'okay I'm just going to prepare for my 97% chance of getting... (fill in the dots)'. (I won't type it out cause people have sorta made me promise not to think/worry about it. Err, actually, I know I've kinda already broken the promise, but you must understand... Okay no there's no justifying this Deb.) If you're reading this, you'll probably already have heard me say/saw my text, but just for posterity's sake: I didn't answer the question for GP, mugged too little for Econs, didn't do half the Math paper and barely wrote the last out of 3 essays for Literature. CSE, well I should be able to pass, but that is certainly not enough to redeem me. My school's promotional criteria, is i. Pass 2 H2s and 1 H1, and ii. At least 30% for each subject. So there you go. Okok. I shall try and keep my promise and stop going on and on about this. The Statement of Results will be released in exactly a month, and that scares me no end, but it's not like I can turn back time so it's not really wise to emo and worry now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I've realised for me, that certain experiences, when not relived for long enough, tend to be forgotten. I forget what I did, how I felt... Though I figure their effects on me are probably still there, even if they code for just one tiny aspect of the way I am. Stuff like my experience in the TKGS choir (the Italy competition-trip, in particular), and even some aspects of being and singing with my current TPJC choir have been forgotten. Or at least cannot be recalled. For instance, I was actually complaining about the intensive practices we were supposed to have this week (5 times!) and yesterday, and I suspect it's simply because I have forgotten (just saying 'slipped my mind' doesn't cut it because it's too mild) the awesomeness of being there. And yes, you'll know if you read the last post that I LOVE THE TPJC CHOIR. I find the TPJC choir more fun to be in, as compared to the TKGS one. Of course, that is not to say that I've forgotten the merits of the latter. I made some awesome friends there (the Fabs and Jia Min), was part of a Gold with Honours choir Twice, had a conductor whom I could talk about with my Mum (because she used to conduct my Mum's choir)... Yeah. One thing I realised after I left though, is an inferiority complex that bugged me during a substantial part of my time there. There were so many people who took MEP and had vocal lessons, or who were just naturally talented there, and some other personal rubbish (which was exceptionally bad during the trip). Nonetheless, warm memories never fail to flood my little heart whenever I step into Beethoven room, that sacred place in which we spent hours singing, talking (oops), getting scolded and (not long before SYF 2007) crying in. That smell, that atmosphere, it just makes me feel young and happy again, and this is by no means an exagerration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oh and I don't think they'll see this, but a big shout-out and thank you to all my friends and classmates (especially the CSE gang: Atiqah, Cla, Erika, Phyllis and Ying Xuan) who put up with all my rants about how I didn't think I was going to make it and the post-exam silent spells (when I'd just keep really quiet while everyone else discussed the paper, hoping someone'd notice my silence and ask if I was okay. Alas, this eyebrow-raising-what-on-earth-were-you-thinking tactic worked.) After the Lit paper, I cried within seconds of Cla approaching me. I told myself I wouldn't, yet I did. I mean who on earth will be as persistent and stupid about pursuing her you-finish-what-you start ideal, and spend 1.5 hours on the unseen poetry question which leaves you with a mind-numbing 15 minutes to do the last essay on?! To top things off, I picked the last question wrongly. -.- After the paper, I threw the string that was meant to tie up that uncompleted essay into my wallet as a reminder of the stupid things I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lord help me to surrender my life and being totally unto Your Hands; I can't manage on my own even if I'd like to. Because You Lord, gave me everything that I have.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Good night darlings, my eyes are not staying open for long.&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/36741731-7882130223648621882?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/7882130223648621882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=7882130223648621882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/7882130223648621882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/7882130223648621882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2010/10/post-promos.html' title='POST PROMOS!'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-9118101616061773087</id><published>2010-09-01T04:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T05:20:11.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Brag Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Hello I apologise if you're getting fed up coming here and seeing the same post for like 3 weeks straight. Anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I REALLY WANT TO DO LINGUISTICS IN UNI. More more so than sociology at this point in time. I attribute this to a satisfying score in the GP Comprehension CA (not even 50% lah, but whatever) and my being able to suggest words/phrases in GP and Lit class fairly accurately recently. I don't mean to show off! It's just that because I don't seem to be good at a lot of stuff, this apparent little talent of mine just Demands my attention. When I write, I really try to be as accurate with my words- magnitude and meaning, as possible. It helps that I tweet so much rubbish most days too, haha. Most tweets are sent off with repeated checks. In addition, my having little faith in myself for the promos means that I've resorted recently to thinking that I won't mind retaining if TPJC were to offer English Language and Linguistics (ELL) next year. I really don't think that's gonna happen though, so really there's no escaping from mugging. (Was there ever anwyay??!?) GOD HELP ME PLEASE, REALLY. Oh did I tell you? If I do linguistics in university, I wanna join a dictionary-writing team after that. I mean like a proper, official dictionary lah. Not a random compilation of my pet phrases and words. (Although it'd be nice to do that too, haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oh I'm Alto SL! Such a dream come true. (: I'm really glad to have been given this chance to do more than just teach my Altos new songs (as I learnt quite scarily during the try-out period), though I really hope we won't get a set piece with some complicated note-timings like &lt;i&gt;Sounds of Joy&lt;/i&gt; next year. That's because I'm really scared of rhythms now as it is. So yep, I've been spammed by Gillian and Eliz (the president and vice-president respectively) these past few weeks, and been forwarding these official texts to my alto 2s. CHOIR'S AWESOME. It's fun, (at the very least) most of us are pretty passionate about it, and there's just this really positive vibe about us. I hope it lasts till all of us step down, and that we will step down with joy next year, having done well in SYF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Back to now, I STILL HAVE NOT FOUND MY RECIPES FOR CHOCOLATE CHIP AND PEANUT BUTTER COOKIES. :S Yes, those are meant to be Teachers' Day gifts, but out of the goodness of my massive heart I want to bake for my friends and families too, so MASSIVUS BAKING PROJECT AHEAD. I hope to be able to persuade one of the folks to drive me to Simei later so I can get some cellophane and construction paper, and baking supplies. Imagine lugging bags of floor and eggs up that flight of staircase. *faints* So yeah. I think this is gonna cost more than I think, but I hope I won't have to take too long to save and pay up for it. God help me please to have zeal later even as I make and put in the oven, small-batch-after-small-batch of cookies. Let the people I give these cookies to enjoy them too please. Thank You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay I'm finally getting sleepy again. The newspaper man just delivered the papers my gosh. I better go find my recipes, send out that e-mail and sleep. Quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Wish me luck today: I've a whole lot of baking to do, 14 or 16 cards/notes to make/write, and homework. God grant me strength please, to do all these quickly and well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oh one more thought- I really long for the day when all of us girls will no longer feel inferior to another girl for what's only on the outside. It really gets to me when my friends say they wish they were prettier, or want to go for plastic surgery next time, or just plain say they don't think they're pretty. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Hur one LAST thing- Friends, I love you. I'm sorry if I haven't been very sensitive or understanding towards you. I hope you'll forgive me if I've been any or even both of the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;G'morning. I need my shut eye as soon as possible. XOXO&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/36741731-9118101616061773087?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/9118101616061773087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=9118101616061773087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/9118101616061773087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/9118101616061773087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2010/09/brag-post.html' title='The Brag Post'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-8114596645304725956</id><published>2010-08-10T02:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T02:44:23.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter to a Special Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;HELLO SILLY GIRL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I highly doubt you'll see this...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;You lah. Too lazy to meet on Friday! Okok I know I should've made plans with you earlier. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Anyhow. Thanks for being my friend/bestie(?), since like, January/February 2006. For that blue fish you added to the virtual aquarium/pond on your (now-dead) blog for my birthday. For the uhm, knowledge that when I click on your February archives, the first thing I see, is a bright red greeting for me. For being able to make it for most of the on-the-fly meetings I call for, even if if it's for something you don't really enjoy, like shopping for prom dresses. :B For April 2009. For being such a major part of my memories in TKGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I'm sorry I've been too lazy to text you these past 2+ months. Or that I still haven't replied to your last letter. (I gotta go find it first, to even reply.) &gt;&lt; I guess our friendship's always been a little complicated, though at the end of the day, I always know that we'll always love and remember each other. (RIGHT??!? Haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;It's been great knowing you, my dear girl. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;BELIEVE IN YOURSELF, MUG HARD, AND KNOW THAT I'LL ALWAYS LOVE YOU. (Even if I take 20 years to reply to your letters.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Love always&lt;br /&gt;Deb&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/36741731-8114596645304725956?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/8114596645304725956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=8114596645304725956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/8114596645304725956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/8114596645304725956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2010/08/letter-to-special-friend.html' title='A Letter to a Special Friend'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-415735764807210023</id><published>2010-08-09T03:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T04:19:45.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE! X3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Happy birthday to you,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you.&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to youuuuuuuuuu. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Again, I'm too pooped to think of original stuff to write, so I'm just gonna leave you guys with the lyrics to this year's National Day theme song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Corrinne May&lt;br /&gt;Song For Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;It's a brand new day a brand new story&lt;br /&gt;I remembered the way it used to be&lt;br /&gt;We've come so far&lt;br /&gt;You're my history you're my beginning&lt;br /&gt;In all I've done I've been nurtured in your arms&lt;br /&gt;And you carried me this far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I want to sing&lt;br /&gt;Sing a song for Singapore&lt;br /&gt;With every generation there's more to be grateful for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;So come and sing&lt;br /&gt;Sing a song for Singapore&lt;br /&gt;You're my brother you're my sister&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for my Singapore&lt;br /&gt;My Singapore&lt;br /&gt;Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Come together everybody&lt;br /&gt;Fly the flag and share our story&lt;br /&gt;Live our wildest dreams&lt;br /&gt;Celebrate the red and white&lt;br /&gt;The moon and stars in harmony unite&lt;br /&gt;Let every colour every heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I want to sing&lt;br /&gt;Sing a song for Singapore&lt;br /&gt;With every generation there's more to be grateful for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;So come and sing&lt;br /&gt;Sing a song for Singapore&lt;br /&gt;You're my brother you're my sister&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for my Singapore&lt;br /&gt;My Singapore&lt;br /&gt;Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;We've had our ups and downs&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the best things are taken for granted&lt;br /&gt;You're my family you're my home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I want to sing&lt;br /&gt;Sing a song for Singapore&lt;br /&gt;With every generation there's more to be grateful for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;So come and sing&lt;br /&gt;Sing a song for Singapore&lt;br /&gt;You're my brother you're my sister&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for my Singapore&lt;br /&gt;My Singapore&lt;br /&gt;Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Credits to lyricsmode.com for the lyrics! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oh and I might as well put up the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/oGY5ff831B8/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oGY5ff831B8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oGY5ff831B8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;There you go! Good morning and Happy National Day to all you Singaporeans out there. Wear your national &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;, recite the pledge and sing the anthem today! I thank God for letting me be born and grow up here. :)&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/36741731-415735764807210023?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/415735764807210023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=415735764807210023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/415735764807210023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/415735764807210023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-birthday-singapore-x3.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE! X3'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-3607654807044890125</id><published>2010-07-31T00:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T01:19:14.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>200th Post/Sleepy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;MY 200th POST IN THE 45TH MONTH THIS BLOG HAS BEEN UP! Yes, that's very little. But what to do. Busy=blog less=tweet more. Yes, I tweet everyday, so it may be worthwhile for all you Deb-stalkers/lovers out there to check out my twitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Anyhow. I'm actually sleepy. Not doing anything really productive online, bearing in mind that I still have my overdue: 1. CSE timeline (I think I'm gonna get a 0 for the punctuality in submission of assignments component of my PAP score sigh), 2. FIRST draft of Evaluation of Materials (EoM) for PW (some super hardworking folk have already submitted their fourth drafts; the third's due this Monday) and 3. Lit assignments to do. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Sigh homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I survived one week of having to stay back to 6 plus for official reasons (Choir and STAR [Structured Academic R-something]) EVERYDAY. Though admittedly I haven't been the most attentive student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay fine confessions aside, this week's been okay I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;OHMINE. S: D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay I'm too sleepy to think of what to type here already. (Blame the GP essay I did earlier for using up my essay-writing brain juice lol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Good night, sweethearts.&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/36741731-3607654807044890125?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/3607654807044890125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=3607654807044890125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/3607654807044890125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/3607654807044890125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2010/07/200th-postsleepy.html' title='200th Post/Sleepy'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-1095956190739409330</id><published>2010-07-18T18:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T18:33:52.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Rising Comm(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I'm currently trying out for the postion of Alto Section Leader (SL). It's like, Ms Ong (our choir conductor) decided all those who're interested in being part of the EXCO and/or music committee should be interviewed, and try out the positions we will like to hold for two weeks (to see if we can do and manage it). We get interviewed again at the end of the two weeks, and vote ourselves in/out. Something like that. Of course Ms Ong, the teachers-in-charge and perhaps the seniors have a role in picking out the most suitable people too also luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Anyway. My main point is- last Friday, when all of us potential SLs were standing in front of the choir as they sang (of course we sang too), I had this special feeling. One of hope, joy of knowing that we all are all potentially rising to fill the places our seniors will leave and unity. Okay yes power too. (:B heeh) It was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;See ya'll. Love.&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/36741731-1095956190739409330?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/1095956190739409330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=1095956190739409330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/1095956190739409330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/1095956190739409330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2010/07/rising-comm.html' title='A Rising Comm(:'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-875342850556008402</id><published>2010-07-12T02:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T03:04:15.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheating on Blogger :S</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I FEEL LIKE I AM CHEATING ON BLOGGER. Because as of now, I have blogger, xanga, twitter, tumblr and livejournal. S: My initial intent was to just stay connected with friends across the different blogging platforms, but I realised it's pretty likely that people're gonna ask me to blog where ever they blog, so it's a PHAIL. To add to my contradictory state of mind, I've already posted at least one post on each of them. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;So, you can now read all about my wonderful life at:&lt;br /&gt;blogger- look at your URL field luh.&lt;br /&gt;xanga- (those posts're only for my eyes)&lt;br /&gt;twitter- debzmemorymush&lt;br /&gt;tumblr- purplepencils&lt;br /&gt;livejournal- singingvanilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Yaye alright happy stalking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oh the Spain-Holland match's taking place now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Good morning! (:&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/36741731-875342850556008402?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/875342850556008402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=875342850556008402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/875342850556008402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/875342850556008402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2010/07/cheating-on-blogger-s.html' title='Cheating on Blogger :S'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-808262847376365893</id><published>2010-07-03T05:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T02:10:38.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post SA1, I am a Happy Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;THE EXAMS ARE OVERRRRR! :DDD I is happier than a bird. Feels somewhat like after the Os. Oh those happy days. (Okay, except when I was trying to look for a prom dress.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style ="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;A list of my post SA1 activities-&lt;br /&gt;1. Read &lt;i&gt;Skylight&lt;/i&gt; for Tuesday's test (The questions there'll bring in &lt;i&gt;Amy's View&lt;/i&gt; as well, gongxifacai.)&lt;br /&gt;2. Prepare the lesson for Sunday cell&lt;br /&gt;3. Outing with Gayathri and Wendy on Saturday&lt;br /&gt;4. The church food distribution thing on Sunday&lt;br /&gt;5. Fi's with the Fabs (Mare, Fi and Sa) and possibly, Zha Min on Sunday. :D&lt;br /&gt;6. Alto picnic on Monday!&lt;br /&gt;7. Make cards for Alto seniors (Since I super-highly doubt they read this sacred space, I can say this here.)&lt;br /&gt;8. Write Gina's really-overdue letter&lt;br /&gt;9. Buy Chesna's gift&lt;br /&gt;10. Buy something for Iffa's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;11. Upload the HUNDREDS (no exaggeration here) of photos taken over the last uh, 8 months on Facebook. *gulp*&lt;br /&gt;12. Make some accessory with the leather strings bought from Prague for my school bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Thou is a busy woman alright. Also one that's suffering from the effects of massive, one-shot photo-uploading on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I'll do a summary of what's happened in the last 4 weeks or so since I know there's at least one person out there whom I haven't communicated with in months (S:) and is many many miles away.&lt;br /&gt;31st May-3rd June: ACADEMIC WEEK. Lectures. &lt;br /&gt;2nd: Plaisir De Chanson 2010, aka the TPJC Choir concert, was &lt;u&gt;AWESOME&lt;/u&gt;. The audience loved our &lt;i&gt;Tres Cantos Nativos dos Indios Krao&lt;/i&gt; (aka the jungle song) and our self-written musical, &lt;i&gt;My Aspects of Love&lt;/i&gt;, responding with much surprise and laughter. :D The preparation in the run-up to the concert may have been tiring and time-consuming (practice/sectional everyday for about two weeks straight, come Sunday or public holiday), but it was also FUN, and bonded us as a Choir. The fact that both the audience and us enjoyed the performance made it really really really worth it. (:&lt;br /&gt;8th-16th: CHOIR COMPETITION TRIP TO KRAKOW, POLAND! Thank you to the Family, Fiona, Marianne, Roxanne and Wally for sending me off! (: It was a fab trip with much laughter, fun, singing (seriously we sang everywhere: churches, schools, a salt mine about a hundred metres below the ground and in the coach. Oh also where ever we happened to burst out into random bouts of song.), gossip (loved those almost-nightly trips to Faidah and Nadiah's room and that -discussion- session with my roomie Vivian :D), cam-whoring and Very Short Shopping Sprees. Special shout-outs to mah dinner gang- Faidah, Nadiah, Victoria, Xue Han and Yi Ting for making every meal (with the exception of lunch at the salt mine) so memorable, funny and full of lame jokes. I really looked forward to mealtime because of you guys. ((: OH AND WE WENT THERE TO SING RIGHT. Haha. &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;I am proud to announce, that at the International Krakow Choir festival, the TPJC Choir came in first for the Youth Choir category and tied third for Sacral Music.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; XD We were cheering like crazy on stage luh (okay at least some of us were, yours truly included) when we heard the results, having adopted a somewhat prepared-for-the-worst mindset prior to this. THE TROPHY IS SUPER HEAVY!! Pictures both nice and not-so-nice, glam and unglam are up on Facebook. :) (Though it doesn't contain all the pictures I'd like to have up there because I've a couple in my phone and the rest were never taken because my camera/battery was wonky. ): )&lt;br /&gt;17th-27th: Attempted to study, with varying degrees of success.&lt;br /&gt;18th: PW group meeting with Ann Gie, Dawn and Isaac. Deadest discussion ever, but it was quite productive. Hopped over to Mare's in an attempt to mug later because the discussion ended early.&lt;br /&gt;23rd: Mugging session at Natalie's with Fiona, Nat (duh), Si Jia and Tiffany. Nat's mum cooked a fablicious lunch. :D And it was definitely great fun catching up with my fellow 4E2ers. ((:&lt;br /&gt;28th June-1st July: SA1! Okay I may be happy now that it's over, but that happiness isn't going to last until I get my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I better go sleep now. It's gonna be difficult to prepare cell kit if I'm sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Good morning sunshine. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Ps: I can't wait for Choir to resume. I really love and enjoy it. To be able to sing, is a great joy and privilege. I thank God for His gift of song. (:&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/36741731-808262847376365893?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/808262847376365893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=808262847376365893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/808262847376365893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/808262847376365893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2010/07/post-sa1-i-am-happy-girl.html' title='Post SA1, I am a Happy Girl'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-8529134479865859680</id><published>2010-06-24T03:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T03:25:31.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy in June</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;HELLO. I am posting not because I have a lot to say, but because I don't want my archives to be missing a month. :B Heeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I should be going off soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;My Math book has been abandoned for an hour plus already, and I'm taking WAY TOO LONG to revise Normal Distribution (i.e. more that 1 day), so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Post again, soon, hopefully! (My SAs end next Thursday.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Love.&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/36741731-8529134479865859680?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/8529134479865859680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=8529134479865859680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/8529134479865859680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/8529134479865859680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2010/06/crazy-in-june.html' title='Crazy in June'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-6685423537661292325</id><published>2010-05-27T10:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T11:26:47.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In CSE Class!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;HELLO I AM IN MY CHINA STUDIES IN ENGLISH (CSE) CLASS NOW AND OBVIOUSLY I'M NOT BEING A GOOD GIRL AND DOING MY WORK. My excuse is that it's an online thing (Spicynodes, some website which allows you to create mindmaps), and I don't have that crazy chunk of notes with me in school today. Okay you know actually I could simply access the lecture slides on the Learning Management System (LMS), but well I refuse to. :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Anyhow. I've been busy. Daydreaming and worrying, that is. School's crazy hectic now, with deadlines for homework that will be counted in our clas participation scores (which WILL be counted for promotion) drawing near, and of course, CHOIRCHOIRCHOIR. The concert and trip to Poland!! Ahhh. Today's there's gonna be second-half (i.e. Musical) practice from 5-8. Prior to that, I've lessons till 5 (Thursday's timetable is nothing short of awesome), some academic/motivational (?) talk for my dismal term 1 grades at 5, and to top it off, I actually have a ticket to the MJC band concert today, and like most (like perhaps 99.9%) of concerts, it begins at 7.30. So I was planning to leave Choir earlier at 7 to make my way down. I'll be late for the concert yes, but I'll be late for a crucial practice too. S:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Anyhow. I GOT MY H1N1 JAB YESTERDAY! Didn't hurt too much, thankfully, seeing as to how I am terrified (okay maybe after yesterday's experience less so) of needles, having cried watching a blood-donation process and at my last vaccination in Primary 6. (Yes, I'm quite a cry-baby.) I was of course, told about the possible side effects of the jab, but I think the doctor missed one thing out- uncontrollable laughter. Seriously, after the jab, I was laughing for no reason with Fai dearest for like about two minutes! So funny harharhar. Yours truly was hoping to come down with a fever last night, conveniently &lt;i&gt;forgetting&lt;/i&gt; to take her Panadol, and hence skipping school today. Fortunately/unfortunately, I'm so healthy, I feel perfectly fine. Hitting my left arm doesn't make me scream or anything. (But don't you try, I'll box you. You've been warned.) The doctor who gave administered the jab was really good haha. Nice guy. (: Told me he'd pinch me so it wouldn't matter if I tensed up or not. And it worked! Yaye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Back to NAO, I just found out that I have to submit &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;TWO&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; CSE essays by the third! *Dances around madly* That's the day after the concert luh. S: Okay but you know honestly, Academic Week next week doesn't have too bad a timetable. I only have to come in for an hour at 12 on Monday, and I'm off for Friday! Well, except for Choir practice of course. That's. Expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Well well. I gotta go! Have a lot to do in the coming weeks. Actually, it's been that way ever since I started JC, no? BUT NOW, IT'S WORSE! Okay whatever shut up Deborah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;To the Meridian Band folk, especially Nat, Arra and Thahira- All the best for later! :D Don't get too stressd alright, I know you guys can do it! (Although you most probably won't see this in time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Andand. Thank you so so much to Fi, Mare, Sa, Nat, Tiff, Angie, Aaron, Emmy, and Si Jia for your supporting me at the concert in advance k! I'll do my best together with my fellow choristers to put up a good show for you guys alright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Love/Ai.&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/36741731-6685423537661292325?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/6685423537661292325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=6685423537661292325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/6685423537661292325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/6685423537661292325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2010/05/in-cse-class.html' title='In CSE Class!'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-7770253589712931911</id><published>2010-05-20T01:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T02:08:42.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog-Hopping in the Wee Hours</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;My laziness (and lack of knowledge of what went on on Tuesay during PW) has led me to my abandoning GPP for tonight. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I've been reading the blogs of my TKGS friends these few days (we're talking 2 months worth of posts here), and a common sentiment expressed is how freaking tiring JC is. At least I know I'm know I'm not alone in the way I feel, but really, the way I'm dealing with it is scary. Waiting till 11+ every night to chiong homework, or thinking it's not too late to sleep at 2 plus in the morning is NOT GOOD AT ALL. I'm tired, at least unconciously. But I'm still up reading blogs. Despite the school day that's gonna unfold in six hours being about 12 hours long, with lessons till 5, Class PE (the more tiring of the 2 PE lessons in the week) and Choir till 7. Nonetheless, it's been great catching up with the lives of Sa, Mare, Fi, Sha, Pam, Thahira/Tyra and Si Jia, outdated as many posts may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oh and you know I somewhat only discovered Thahira's and Si Jia's blog just now. -.- It was, I don't know, indescribable reading something familiar, written in their respective trademark styles. (: I MISSED YOU, SI JIA AND THAHIRA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay I better go find the sounds for the (concert) musical soon. Since it's been due since Monday. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;OH BY THE WAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;TPJC CHOIR CONCERT&lt;br /&gt;2nd June 2010, Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;7.30pm at Victoria Concert Hall&lt;br /&gt;$12; free-seating&lt;br /&gt;We'll be performing songs from Andrew Lloyd Webber's musical &lt;i&gt;Aspects of Love&lt;/i&gt;, but with our original script! :D In this concert, yours truly will definitely be singing a lot, dancing some, and acting a wee bit. :D Please tell me asap should you be interested alright! And to those who've already expressed their interest, thank you for your support in advance! Please remember your ticket money the next time we meet k. THANKYOUILOVEYOU! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okie dopes I better go. Good morning world. (:&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/36741731-7770253589712931911?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/7770253589712931911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=7770253589712931911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/7770253589712931911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/7770253589712931911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-hopping-in-wee-hours.html' title='Blog-Hopping in the Wee Hours'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-4439377123288136308</id><published>2010-05-19T01:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T00:20:40.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free(d) For A Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I went back to TKGS yesterday, seeing as to how it was a &lt;i&gt;free&lt;/i&gt; day for me, to collect my SGC and school magazine, as well as catch up and have lunch with Gina. Talked to Mrs Sew ("Study hard!") and Mrs Liew ("The only difference between H1 and H2 Chem is SPA!") too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/S_LTjA6sWkI/AAAAAAAABDQ/TeGdYJ0Zc6w/s1600/RIMG1040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/S_LTjA6sWkI/AAAAAAAABDQ/TeGdYJ0Zc6w/s320/RIMG1040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472669095703632450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY FINALLY PUT IT UP! :D&lt;br /&gt;TKGS CHOIR AND ALTO 2 FTW. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;My dear girl (Gina), it was good catching up with you just now. (: NEXT TIME I TREAT YOU OKAY, DON'T FORGET AH. X3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Shout-outs to Dawn, Kyla, Wally, Grace, Atiqah, Chesna, Dory and Rox for the SMS spam. My phone was going macadamia and hazelnuts haha. X3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Good night world, the madness of school will soon pounce on me again.&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/36741731-4439377123288136308?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/4439377123288136308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=4439377123288136308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/4439377123288136308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/4439377123288136308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2010/05/freed-for-day.html' title='Free(d) For A Day'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/S_LTjA6sWkI/AAAAAAAABDQ/TeGdYJ0Zc6w/s72-c/RIMG1040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-7988975422360191432</id><published>2010-04-26T01:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T02:07:15.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shout-Outs April 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;HEYHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I am really not supposed to be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I've Lit homework to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Shout-outs&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Ayeshah/Shah- I really wish I coud've met you during TKGS's speech day. D: Anyhow, I miss you and really would like to know what's going on over at your side since I haven't seen you like, since the March hols?? Which isn't that long ago, but still... Zoo gathering soon k. (: Drop me an SMS or whatever if you ever need a listening ear. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Dorothea/Dory- Heyho. I love you. Thank you for putting up with my assorted rubbish in school and standing by the grounding/ban with me. Oh and for always waiting and walking into school for and with me. This week's gonna be different k! Night study, maybe, here we come. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Elsa/Sa- Girl I hope you'll cheer up alright. Don't dwell on yesterday; look forward to tomorrow and the days to come. * knows something has to change, so things should (and better) get better. Should've done the whole BHHAWKY thing (SMS me to ask when you see this) yesterday, but no worries, we'll do it next round, if you so wish. I love you hon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Farah- HEY I MISS YOUR EGONESS. And those picnic recesses we had in class. D: And you too. I see your Tweets but it's definitely not the same as talking to you face-to-face. AND YOUR FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL PRESENT IS STILL WITH ME LAWL. Wish I could've gone for that Speech Day gathering. Must must meet up soon alright. Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Fiona/Fi- You're awesome I wish I could've talked more to you yesterday. D: Anyhow I love you, and I'll attempt to yak your ear off/talk until you're annoyed (whichever happens first) the next time we meet k. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Gina- HEY EH I MISS YOU SIA. Haven't seen you since, I think early Feb?? ): Roar. And heh your letter. I'm so sorry I couldn't meet you for your birthday k. BUT I DEFINITELY STILL LOVE YOU MUCH MUCH. Jia you for the MYEs, you must believe you can ace it, my dear one, cause I do. (: I'll pray for you. We'll meet soon k. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Marianne/Mare- HEY MY EX-HIGH PARTNER. I wish I could continue to go high with you in choir. D: Anyhow, dearie, I hope your spirits will be lifted soon k! I know school's nuts and bananas, but I know you can overcome all this too, so be strong and keep going k. Let no test score get you down. I'm always an SMS/call away, so fire away alright. Much love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Natalie/Nat- BATBAT I MISS YOUR NOISE. D: And your very tight, koala hugs too. Muzzzzz meet up soon k. Whole zoo. Since I didn't get to see you all during the Speech Day thang. I heart you. And miss you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Pamela/Pam- BEARBEAR... D: I miss turning around and stealing your double-tip markers to write random stuff. D: And you too. Roar. ): ZOO should meet up soon, there's way too much we need to catch up on. Love 'ya, hon. Really wish I could've joined you guys for the Speech Day gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Si Jia- HEYYYYY! I wanna go out with you manzxs. I really enjoy doing that. Like I somehow feel very listened to and understood when I talk to you, so it's really awesome. Like you are. (: We really should meet soon. I mizz you and love you too! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Tiffany/Tiff- HI DARLING. I miss the sight of you mugging. I really hope you're not giving yourself unnecessary stress in MJ k, cause I'd really like to see you happy, and not all tensed up and worried for school. Must meet up soon k. I love you; be happy always! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Wally- Hey you've been awesome. Really. Thanks. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Yaye I'm done. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Good night, world.&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/36741731-7988975422360191432?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/7988975422360191432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=7988975422360191432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/7988975422360191432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/7988975422360191432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2010/04/shout-outs-april-2010.html' title='Shout-Outs April 2010'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-8686360730607912155</id><published>2010-03-20T17:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T18:07:34.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JC is crazy sia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;HELLO I AM SO SORRY I HAVEN'T BLOGGED IN LIKE, A MONTH?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Have been busy, as you can probably guess. Hence the lack of going online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Glad for this week of the March hols. :) Camp &lt;i&gt;Empower&lt;/i&gt; held from the 11th to 13th of March was awesome thanks to my very pro, sexy A06ies, CFs (Charles, Nicholas and Sheryl) and CT (Ms Yeo). :D Love you guys like, to the max. :) Had fun at the barbeque at Phyllis's last Saturday too. (To celebrate some guys' birthdays and Kylene's farewell.) This week, I met up with Gayathri, the Fab 4, Jia Min, some people from 4E2 2009 and cohortmates (Iffa's barbeque yesterday! (: ) and it was gooooood. :D Holding on to these people re-connects me to my past lah, and I really need that to help keep my memories of what life was like then, since I'm usually very, very caught up in the present. Love you all, it was great catching up. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;On a more serious note, I've quite a fair bit of holiday homework to do (don't even talk about mugging), so I better take my leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;You may find it worthwhile to follow me on Twitter, by the way- I'm debzmemorymush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Ohoh and thanks for everything you guys did for me on my birthday! The gifts, celebrations, songs, surprise, email, letters, cards, dates, wishes and all. (Mrs Lee I remember you; thanks for the email!!) Love you all.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay lah I better go. My apologies for the crappy blog post. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Bye, xoxoxo.&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/36741731-8686360730607912155?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/8686360730607912155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=8686360730607912155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/8686360730607912155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/8686360730607912155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2010/03/jc-is-crazy-sia.html' title='JC is crazy sia.'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-9078143258554811583</id><published>2010-02-20T21:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T00:59:31.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish List!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;HELLO, ONE AND ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;My wish list, as promised. (See, I care for y'all, and don't wanna see anyone getting stressed deciding what to get for me. :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;1. (Hair) rubber bands (Yellow to go with my house tee? Or any other colour)&lt;br /&gt;2. Black cardigan&lt;br /&gt;3. Coloured ankle/foot socks (In dire need of!)&lt;br /&gt;4. Sneakers&lt;br /&gt;5. Pumps&lt;br /&gt;6. Healthy, yummy snacks&lt;br /&gt;7. Cards/letters&lt;br /&gt;8. Hugs&lt;br /&gt;9. Dates!&lt;br /&gt;10. Balloons??&lt;br /&gt;11. Stationery (Markers or pens!)&lt;br /&gt;12. A4-size box file (So I can throw all my bound books in my bag without further damaging the corners)&lt;br /&gt;13. Hard 20-pocket file (My current one's cracking. ): )&lt;br /&gt;14. School bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;(Oh and unless otherwise mentioned, purple stuff's preferred. ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay lah I better go. Chinaaa Studies homework to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Hope I'll be able to blog again later!&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/36741731-9078143258554811583?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/9078143258554811583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=9078143258554811583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/9078143258554811583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/9078143258554811583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2010/02/wish-list.html' title='Wish List!'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-6484320164005157492</id><published>2010-02-14T02:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:06:45.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY LNY &amp; VALENTINE'S DAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;XIN NIAN KUAI LE, WAN SHU RU YI, SHEN TI JIAN KANG, XUE YE JIN BU, BU BU GAO SHENG! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day! Hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Wishing you all a wonderful lunar new year ahead, nevermind the fact that you have/do not have a valentine. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I've been online since... Perhaps about 3 or 4pm yesterday. GASP. I hope I'm not turning into a geek!! :S (But of course, I had dinner, went to the toilet and blahblahblah in between lah). I'm actually kinda bored online, but I stay on, for some weird reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Anyhow. I've been on a roller-coaster (with mild dips and rises) ride, feelings-wise these past few hours. It's the whole I'm-happy-in-school-now-but-I-wonder-what-life'd-be-like-if-I-could see-the-Fab 4/Zoo-around-in-school-everyday thing, I guess? (I went a bit ~~ typing all those hyphens -.-) I laughed so hard at the Epic Success of a Teachers' Day Video we made last year and remember why 4E2 was (and is) so awesome, read blogs of the AC/MJ/NY/SR people and feel a little tinge of sadness, yet am very excited and occupied checking out the profiles of my new schoolmates on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay I just hope you understand what I mean, because that doesn't seem very coherent to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Friday's outing with the Fab 4 was awesome. :) So glad to have been able to catch up with Fi, Mare and Sa. Met at Marina Square, lunched at &lt;i&gt;Just Acia&lt;/i&gt;, cam-whored for a bit at the Esplanade Rooftop, met Louise Lim and Amirah at the Esplanade, walked around, failed to watch &lt;i&gt;Valentine's Day&lt;/i&gt;, went to Macs to talk. It was somewhat like the last day of the Os, when we were prom dress shopping. (Oh and sorry Fi- I felt bad when you left on your own. :S)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;OPPORTUNITY COST of that- (gasp Econs!!) Missing out on an outing with Wendy and Gayathri + A visit to Mrs Sew's with the half of the Zoo not in the Fab 4 plus Tiff and Si Jia (heard the host was mighty sweet with a nice house to boot!). Okay I don't care if opportunity cost means the NEXT BEST OPTION THAT HAD TO BE GIVEN UP, because those two are tied. (Hmmm my brain's actually processing Econs!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oh and to make your life easier (cough) I'll put up my wishlist. Soon. :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Good morning; Deb loves you.&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/36741731-6484320164005157492?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/6484320164005157492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=6484320164005157492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/6484320164005157492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/6484320164005157492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-lny-valentines-day.html' title='HAPPY LNY &amp; VALENTINE&apos;S DAY!'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-3902979245560473867</id><published>2010-02-06T01:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T02:20:53.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;The cool air outside smells funny. A wee bit like it's gonna rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oh I've no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I've come to realise, that maybe, just maybe, more people know me than I know them. No I am NOT saying I'm popular or whatever, I'm simply alarmed at my apparent blurness, because yesterday in school while talking to some fellow-ex-TKGians, I'd to ask for their names. And if I don't remember wrongly, they all knew my name. Oops. Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Lunch in school was spent with Audre (I don't know how to do that little sign on top of the 'e') and Faidah, gossiping away. Funny how I only get to know some people better after graduation eh. I mean. I've seen Faidah in class for the past 4 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I didn't get through the Rockclimbing try-outs (D:), so I guess it's another 2 years of Choir for me, and the seventh straight year at that. Unless I decide on ODAC. Oh and I met Tricia, my classmate in P1 from PLMGPS at the try-outs! I saw her there, thought she looked familiar, stared at her (I do that to anyone who looks familiar haha), heard her name was Tricia, asked which Primary School she was from... And when she found out who I was she was like "AHHH!" and hugged me. So funny lah. :D Being in TPJC has given me a chance to stare down (and talk to some) familiar-looking people from SHPS and TKGS too- people like Rachel, Emily... Yeah! It's cool. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;In a new school with no close friends from TKGS, I've been forced to be more sociable, remember new names, make new friends. It's been quite pleasant, and I do feel I'm more sociable now so yaye. :) Oh and I met my CG yesterday for the first time!! They all seem like a nice bunch of people, and I'm really glad that's the case. 21 of us, but there're only 5 guys. The J1 camp sounds exciting; there may be an entire day of activities held at Sentosa! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Ahh it's awesome to be able to stay up late &lt;i&gt;legally&lt;/i&gt;, seeing as to how I've no CM training later on in the morning. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;That list about things I miss in TKGS will have to wait. I'm currently downstairs and am too lazy to go up to get the attribute list I prepared for what was meant to be Long Sappy Graduation Letters (LSGLs) which I never got down to writing due to sheer laziness. I'll put it up on Facebook too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oh and.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;HAPPIEST BIRTHDAY TO &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;PUTRI&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;YIM QI&lt;/span&gt; AND &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;MRS SEW&lt;/span&gt;! Y'all have a wonderful year ahead, and God bless! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I'm sleepy. Pray I get the lesson on Fellowship prepared before I next come back online!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Sweet dreams, lovelies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36741731-3902979245560473867?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/3902979245560473867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=3902979245560473867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/3902979245560473867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/3902979245560473867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2010/02/making-friends.html' title='Making Friends'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-4052413408253888260</id><published>2010-02-05T01:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T01:37:50.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10A06 FTW!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I needa go sleep soon... So the list I wanted to put up here on &lt;b&gt;Things I'll Miss About TKGS&lt;/b&gt; here will have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Check back when you can, I know it must give you an immense sense of pride and joy to see your name listed here haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;In other news, I'm now in &lt;b&gt;10A06&lt;/b&gt;, ftw. (Yes Si Jia, I KNOW what it means, and it's no longer headache-inducing:D Same to you, Farah Nabilah! HAHAHAHAHA.) Yepyep, it's time for code-like &lt;s&gt;class&lt;/s&gt; Civic Group names because I'm in JC. My gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;These two years, I'm gonna make friends with 5 Literature texts, stacks of Economics and China Studies in English notes, (something like) A Math and my new $140 (and not $120 as previously mentioned), intimidating-looking graphing calculator, and oh, people too, of course. I'm gonna befriend the last on the list first, cause the order does NOT indicate the level of importance. :D HAHAHAHAHA. But of course, I'm determined not to mess up the A Levels/the third major exam in my life, because really, twice is more than enough. AND I WANT TO GO TO NUS TO READ SOCIOLOGY/PSYCHOLGY/WHATEVER. Yaye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Rockclimbing try-outs later. :) Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;To my new &lt;u&gt;CG mates&lt;/u&gt;, HELLO!, and I hope we'll all have an awesome two years together. :D And to my OG2 mates, it's been a pleasure interacting with you guys this past week, hope we'll all continue this way yeah! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Night dear ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Ps- Show some appreciation, and check out the updated sidebar. &lt;-- Thankyoudeblovesyou!&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/36741731-4052413408253888260?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/4052413408253888260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=4052413408253888260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/4052413408253888260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/4052413408253888260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2010/02/10a06-ftw.html' title='10A06 FTW!'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-3976829667648684582</id><published>2010-02-03T21:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T22:25:51.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a TPJCian</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Hi everyone, I'm in &lt;b&gt;Tampines&lt;/b&gt; Junior College and will remain here for the next two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Wasn't accepted by Meridian and Nanyang, the first having been my dream/targeted school for about two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Well I'll accept this eventually. And know I'll learn to love my school sometime possibly pretty soon because I always end up liking whichever school I'm in. There's a J1 camp at the end of the term, and I know that once I get over my crappy mood, I'll be psyched up for it. First time in five years I'll be camping in school, and that's kinda part of our orientation programme (which ended last Friday), so yaye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;OG breakfast was okay!. Turnout at 20 (there're about 25 of us who have remained) is pretty impressive, don't you think. :) Zann and I hopped over to Sherene's table when we realized the 10 guys at our table were all watching soccer haha. The assorted (haha I make it sound like some box of biscuits) talks and tai chi session held during PE today were hilarious. Happily went to sign up to volunteer for YOG, and got an application form for NYAA too. Went for recess, and got a blueberry bliss ice-blended drink, which was a very pretty shade of lavender. I took a picture of it, but the colour didn't quite come out. S: Econs lecture thereafter. The lecturer went so fast! Oh and I've gotten my first piece of homework. :S Briefing, then lunch with Sin Hang and her friend Audrey. CCA fair! Put my name down for Choir, Rockclimbing and Canoeing. (I don't think I'll try out for canoeing; was persuaded into signing up somewhat haha) The later part of the CCA fair was face-achingly funny. :D Shall not go into details though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;You know what. God put me in TPJ for a reason. I'm quite sure it's His will, and I know it's up to me to make the best of my (hopefully just) two years here, so God help me please, to shine like I should for You, and be happy with where I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;See y'all at CNY.&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/36741731-3976829667648684582?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/3976829667648684582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=3976829667648684582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/3976829667648684582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/3976829667648684582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-tpjcian.html' title='I&apos;m a TPJCian'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-5966629940435469082</id><published>2010-02-02T23:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T00:37:25.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 4th Day of JC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Cheese my &lt;i&gt;New Post&lt;/i&gt; page is a little out of alignment. : /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Anyhow, hi world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I am still waiting for my appeal results. Kinda losing hope with one though. The other, I hope they'll get back to me as soon as possible! Don't like, really make me wait till Friday 5pm please. My poor heart can take the suspense no more. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I got two calls during the Theatre Studies and Drama (no I'm not doing that subject; just sat in cause I'd nothing to do and was curious about it) lecture today from a landline. Had to excuse myself, because like, what if it was &lt;i&gt;X&lt;/i&gt;JC??? I called back a few times, but the number was busy. So I went back to the lecture. And called again when I was done. Guess who it was- the job agancy I was at during the hols. I felt kinda embarrassed can. Like, so excited for nothing. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Today, after school, I got home, daydreamt (haha is there such a word??), fell asleep. Duh. And when I woke up (but kept my eyes closed), the first thing that popped into my head and ALL I could think of was that appeal to &lt;i&gt;X&lt;/i&gt;. That magical call. Seriously. You know if I could focus with such intensity on mugging last year, I wouldn't have to go through all this because I know more or less I'd have done well enough to get to X via DSA/JAE. Talk about bad timing man. -.- I eventually had to do MATH (yes seriously; it's a worksheet from last year by Ms S on Mensuration and Trigonometry) to get my mind off it. Geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;A little more about thy school day- I had my first H1 Math lecture today. Just an introductory one, telling us about the stuff that's gonna be covered in the coming months. Found out that we have to buy a very expensive calculator too. You know, it's quite a shock to find out that it's gonna cost a HUNDRED AND TWENTY DOLLARS when initially I thought it'd be like, around 25 bucks?? The Math lecturer seems pretty nice. :) Kinda soft-spoken too. We were done with the lecture after about a mere half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;YAYE OG (Orientation Group) BREAKFAST AT TAMPINES MART MACS TOMORROW! :D Since there'll be "lesser chance to meet up in the future when everyone splits into your respective cg" (I quote my OGLeader Marietta), and school starts at 0830 tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oh and I'm from OG2, by the way. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;(You can guess where I currently am schooling now lah huh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;A special shout-out to everyone I've been talking to these few days- Sam, Eunice, Joelynn, Felicia, Tze Jie, Sherene, Yun Zhen, Si Ying, Zann, Nasyitah, Sin Hang, Aik Teck, Rachel and Tulica. (sp!) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay I gotta go before my eye circles get darker, I miss the ride out tomorrow/have no energy for PE and CCA fair/Mum kills me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Night!&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/36741731-5966629940435469082?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/5966629940435469082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=5966629940435469082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/5966629940435469082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/5966629940435469082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2010/02/4th-day-of-jc.html' title='The 4th Day of JC'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-8051176092666705899</id><published>2010-02-01T00:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T00:38:13.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially a J1!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;HEY! I gotta make this super quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Yes, school's started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Won't state where I am until I know the results of my appeal though. I'll know by Wednesday 5pm. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I must say that I'm settling in okay as of the second day (29th January), and that I won't mind staying on if _JC doesn't want me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;And to those who tagged- Thanks again. That was a rather emo post cause I had to get it off my chest, but rest assured, I'm feeling better now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Day 3 of JC life starts tomorrow; better go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Love lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;P/s: Ohmygosh it's already February. !&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/36741731-8051176092666705899?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/8051176092666705899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=8051176092666705899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/8051176092666705899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/8051176092666705899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2010/02/officially-j1.html' title='Officially a J1!'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-3676755877721914723</id><published>2010-01-27T02:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T02:56:55.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yaye For Twitter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oh and. I'm on twitter. Email/catch me on MSN if you'd like to follow me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Twitter's like the little sister to this blog. :)&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/36741731-3676755877721914723?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/3676755877721914723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=3676755877721914723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/3676755877721914723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/3676755877721914723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2010/01/yaye-for-twitter.html' title='Yaye For Twitter!'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-1899977344021262735</id><published>2010-01-27T02:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T02:52:20.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Scribe Moving On (Perhaps a little unwillingly)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oh and. Check out the 'scribe' part on the left hand side. I made a bit of changes to it, haha.&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/36741731-1899977344021262735?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/1899977344021262735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=1899977344021262735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/1899977344021262735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/1899977344021262735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2010/01/scribe-moving-on-perhaps-little.html' title='The Scribe Moving On (Perhaps a little unwillingly)'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-824698396835758463</id><published>2010-01-27T02:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T02:45:32.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grades.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Hey. I shall ATTEMPT not to post about what I've been up to, for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I'll try and do reflective, something I've wanted to do for quite a while already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I'm currently waiting for &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; SMS. It's so stupid lah, having to tell people I know I'm not gonna get into my first 2 choices (the first being my dream school for 1 year plus at least, the second, where I thought I'd be going right after I got my results), but the furthest option I'll get is the fourth. So I tell them, I'm gonna appeal to the first choice. (Duh.) Why oh why do I always seem to set myself up for disappointment?? It's this stupid thing called lack of will. Cheesecakes and strawberries. If you ask me, no, I haven't gotten over my results, although I can definitely say I wasn't expecting a miracle to begin with. That your prelim score is twice that of your O level score isn't true. For me, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Eek this is so emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Eek eek eek. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I'm trying to cheer myself up with Bon Jovi's &lt;i&gt;It's My Life&lt;/i&gt;, as Aysehah suggested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I remember how I originally wanted to go to AHS, but had to abandon the plan after I got my PSLE results. After 4 years in TKGS though, I'm really glad I got the T-score that I got. A few points more, and I'd have missed out on all the wonderful experiences I had at TKGS. (Of course, that's not to say TKGS isn't awesome academically or anything.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I hope I'll have a good 2 years in JC, just like I did in TK. I've heard &lt;i&gt;horror&lt;/i&gt; stories about JC in general, so perhaps it won't happen, but I guess I'll do best to simply leave it in God's hands; commit these two years to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;It'd be nice you know, if I could do TKGS proud by actually doing well for the Os. I honestly felt (and perhaps still do) that I was such a disgrace. I mean, TK's given me so much, that's just one of the things I should do to show some sincere gratitude. I complained about TK endlessly (and even now, after I've graduated), but it can be likened to how... Aiyah I don't know lah. Just know that with Deborah, something's not terrible if I complain endlessly about it. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I want to continue, but I think I better go. Have an appeal audition at the first choice JC tomorrow with the main conductor, and definitely cannot afford to screw it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;You know, I somehow had this feeling that perhaps by some miracle, I'll get into the first choice without appealing, but apparently, it ain't the case. (Don't ask me to explain.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;To everyone (and me!), I hope you wake up to some awesome news later. And that you'll have an awesome 2 or 3 years ahead of you in school. Even if it ain't what you really want at this point in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Good &lt;s&gt;night&lt;/s&gt; morning.&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/36741731-824698396835758463?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/824698396835758463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=824698396835758463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/824698396835758463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/824698396835758463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2010/01/grades.html' title='Grades.'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-2651685100898978451</id><published>2010-01-25T01:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T00:44:17.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy in January</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;HIIIIIIIIII. I've had a most busy January so far, as you can (kinda) tell from the lack of updates. Have been going out an insane number of times. I've had a lot of fun during the many outings, the superawesome class chalet and yesterday's really funnnnn ice-skating thing with COOL, my new and fabulous cell. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;JANUARY THUS FAR (what I can remember offhand)-&lt;br /&gt;3rd: First Service and Cell meeting as a CM&lt;br /&gt;6th: Outing at Tampines Mall with Fiona, Jia Min and Mare&lt;br /&gt;7th-8th: CLASS CHALET! :D Visited choir on the afternoon of the 8th with Mare. Cut hair! (I now have side-swept bangs)&lt;br /&gt;9th: CM training in the morning. Visited TP open house with Gina in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;10th: Visit to Uncle CK's/Auntie HD's/Russel's for farewell party. Went over to Min Jie's too. :) &lt;br /&gt;11th: Results day. Cried at least 5 times, twice before I actually I got my results. -.- Didn't do well. Thank you to all the seniors and everyone else who was there for me that day. (:&lt;br /&gt;12th: Visited the NYJC and NJC open houses with Mare and Fiona.&lt;br /&gt;13th: Attended the MJC open house with Wendy, her Mum and Gayathri. Met a whole lot of TKGS and SHPS people there! Rushed off for waitressing at Mandarin Oriental, where I (willingly) worked till 0130 the next day and unfortunately, got the folks super worried in the process. :S I like putting on the chair covers there. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;14th: Choir appeal audition at Nanyang! I had to sing really high and really low. Went out with Jia Min and Brenda thereafter. Chinatown for lunch and bead shopping (for the two seniors), then Orchard to collect my pay for yesterday. Went on ALL the MRT lines that day.&lt;br /&gt;15th: Off to Mandarin Oriental for waitressing again.&lt;br /&gt;16th: Went back to school for CCA Promotion, attended CM training, met Iffa for the job application thing, collected pay, went home, went out again for (regional) CM cell.&lt;br /&gt;17th: Cell breakfast at Long John Silver's in Tiong Bahru Plaza! Mare came over after Church to practice her song for the ACJC audition and talk. :)&lt;br /&gt;18th-19th: Sleepover at Fi's with Mare, Sa and (duh) Fi! Went to Fi's, had lunch at Manhattan Fish Market in White Sands (saw &lt;i&gt;someone&lt;/i&gt; there:D ), went crazy over coloured rubber bands and bought some for school, walked around, went to Mare's, had a very entertaining dinner, played truth or dare on Mare's phone, watched many movies, headed to ACJC for Mare's audition, went to Frolick at Tampines 1 to get a massive cup of yogurt with 3 toppings, walked around Tampines Mall, looked at TYS answers for last year's papers (Mare's idea), met Pei Hsin, talked to her, and went home. Had fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;20th: Visited Gina, walked around, talked a lot, got treated to dinner at Macs. :)&lt;br /&gt;21st: Outing with SHPS pals Germaine and Elizabeth. Walked around in the Tampines Malls, had lunch at Pasir Ris, bowled at E!hub, played at the Pasir Ris Park playground (they changed the spider web. The ropes are pretty colouful now), went to White Sands to get Germaine's dinner.&lt;br /&gt;22nd: Did waitressing at Fullerton.&lt;br /&gt;23rd: CM training. Went down to Orchard to collect my pay and buy a couple of things. Walked from Ion to Tanglin Mall because I couldn't find the bus stop. :S Infuriating, but I guess, stupid too. Met Janice and Gabby at the bus stop. :D Returned to Church, had lunch, planned cell for the 24th, copied Phyllis's notes and went for CM cell.&lt;br /&gt;24th: Taught for the first time as a CM! With backing up from (co-CM) Aaron and input from Jeannie. Thanks a lot, you guys. :) Had an AWESOME outing lunching at Aston's and ice-skating at Kallang. Thank you to everyone (Aaron, Chloe, Charis, Eugene, Emmy, Gabriel, Ken and Kelvin) for your company and teaching (my first time ice-skating, see!) k! I love you all. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;See you all sometime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Love.&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/36741731-2651685100898978451?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/2651685100898978451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=2651685100898978451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/2651685100898978451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/2651685100898978451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2010/01/hiiiiiiiiii.html' title='Busy in January'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-293360938946105230</id><published>2010-01-02T20:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T21:40:01.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In a Quizzy Mood</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I originally wanted to do a reflective post. But my brain's too lazy to churn that sort of thing out now, so you'll have to do with a bzoink and blogthings quiz. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Name Comes from Saturn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatplanetdoesyournamecomefromquiz/saturn.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a hard worker, and you take your responsibilities seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people may find you to be cold, but your sense of humor is hard to pick up on at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have always been an old soul, and you tend to be the teacher in most relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are often too hard on yourself but only because you are trying to be the best person possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatplanetdoesyournamecomefromquiz/"&gt;What Planet Does Your Name Come From?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNjI*Mzk1MDcwNzgmcHQ9MTI2MjQzOTU2MDkyMSZwPTg5MjExJmQ9Jmc9MSZvPWJhY2U4NWQxZDc1NDRlNGQ4YmZkODE1YmRmYjMxMzJh.gif" /&gt;&lt;!START BZOINK.COM SURVEY CODE&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="font-size:12px;font-family:Arial;" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align:center;background-color:#bc007b;color:#fff;font-size:12px;font-family:Arial;font-weight:bold;border-top:3px solid #f000ba;border-bottom:5px solid #f000ba;padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/S65573/Odd_Facts_about_ME.html" title="Odd Facts about ME" style="color:#fff;"&gt;Odd Facts about ME&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Created by &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/~starluvr80" title="starluvr80's Profile" style="color:#fff;"&gt;starluvr80&lt;/a&gt; and taken 321201 times on &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com" title="Bzoink Free Fun Surveys" style="color:#fff;"&gt;Bzoink&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;DO YOU SNORE?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Nope. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;LOVER OR A FIGHTER?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Lover I guess. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;WHAT'S YOUR WORST FEAR?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; I don't know... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;AS A KID, WERE YOU A LEGO BUILDER?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Yep. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF "REALITY TV"?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; It's fine, mostly. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;DO YOU CHEW ON YOUR STRAWS?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Yes. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;WERE YOU A CUTE BABY?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; No. I was ADORABLE. :D &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;HOW IS THE SINGLE LIFE FOR YOU?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; A little nutty currently. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;WHAT COLOR IS YOUR KEYBOARD?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Grey. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;DO YOU SING IN THE SHOWER?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; UH HUH.  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;HAVE YOU EVER BUNGEE JUMPED?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Nope. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;ANY SECRET TALENTS?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; I don't think so. I'd have shown off by now hahaha. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;WHAT'S YOUR IDEAL VACATION SPOT?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Greece! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;HAVE YOU EATEN SUSHI?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Duh. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;HAVE YOU SEEN THE MOVIE "DONNIE DARKO"?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Nope. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;DO YOU GIVE A DARN ABOUT THE OZONE?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Yes. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;HOW MANY LICKS DOES IT TAKE TO GET TO THE  CENTER OF A TOOTSIE POP?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; I DON'T KNOW STOP ASKING! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;CAN YOU SING THE ALPHABET BACKWARDS?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; No... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;HAVE YOU EVER BEEN ON AN AIRPLANE?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Definitely. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;ARE SPEEDO'S HOT?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Err...   &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;WHAT'S YOUR STAND ON HUNTING?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Cruel at first thought, inevitable if I think more. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;IS MARRIAGE IN YOUR FUTURE?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Yep. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; No, not always. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;WHAT ARE YOU ALLERGIC TO?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Nothing! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU SAID, "I LOVE YOU":&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Monday I think? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;IS TUPAC STILL ALIVE?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Should be...? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;DO YOU CRY AT WEDDINGS?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; No lah! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;HOW DO YOU LIKE YOUR EGGS?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Sunny-side up please! (: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;ARE BLONDES DUMB?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; No, not all of them are. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;WHERE DOES THE OTHER SOCK END UP?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; On my foot lah. Then my hand izzit. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;WHAT TIME IS IT?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; 2131 &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;DO YOU HAVE A NICKNAME?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Yep. Manyyyyy. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;IS MCDONALD'S DISGUSTING?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; No. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU WERE IN A CAR?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Thursday. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;DO YOU PREFER BATHS OR SHOWERS?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Showers. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;IS SANTA CLAUSE REAL?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; No lor. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;ARE YOU AFRAID OF THE DARK?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Yes. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;WHAT ARE YOU ADDICTED TO?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Going online, currently. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;CRUNCHY OR CREAMY PEANUT BUTTER?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Creamy. Lazy to chew.  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;HAVE YOU EVER RIDDEN IN AN AMBULANCE?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Nope. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;HOW MANY TIMES HAVE YOU BRUSHED YOUR TEETH TODAY?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Twice. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;IS DRUG FREE THE WAY TO BE?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; YES. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;ARE YOU WEARING SOCKS?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Nope. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;HAVE YOU EVER HITCH HIKED?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Naw. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;WHAT COLOR ARE YOUR EYES?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Dark brown. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;WHEN'S THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Last year. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;DO YOU LIKE YOUR LIFE?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Yeah, sometimes.  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;WHOSE LIFE IS BETTER?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Huh?? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;ARE YOU PSYCHIC?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; No. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;HAVE YOU READ "CATCHER IN THE RYE"?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Nope. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;DO YOU PLAY ANY INSTRUMENTS?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Yes. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;CAN YOU SKATEBOARD?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Naw. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;DO YOU LIKE CAMPING?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Yes! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;DO U SNORT WHEN U LAUGH?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Yeah. Embarrassing. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN MAGIC?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; No... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;IS A DOG A MAN'S BEST FRIEND?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Nope. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;YOU BELIEVE IN DIVORCE?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Not really. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;CAN YOU DO THE MOONWALK?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; No. 10 left feet much. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;DOES YOUR MOM KNOW YOU HAVE A MYSPACE?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; I don't have a myspace. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Bean curd. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;DO YOU WEAR NAILPOLISH?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Yes! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;DO YOU LIKE SOMEONE RIGHT NOW?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Yeah. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;WHAT'S THE MOST ANNOYING TV COMMERCIAL?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Too lazy to think currently. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;DO YOU SHOP AT AMERICAN EAGLE?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Naw. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="width:50%;text-align:left;background-color:#fae0f5;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;border:1px solid #f000ba;border-top:0px;border-left:0px;"&gt;FAVORITE BAND AT THE MOMENT?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fca6e9;color:#000;padding:0px 2px;text-align:left;"&gt; Don't have one. (: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align:center;background-color:#bc007b;color:#fff;font-size:12px;font-family:Arial;font-weight:bold;border-top:4px solid #f000ba;border-bottom:3px solid #f000ba;padding: 5px;font-size:11px;"&gt;You've been totally &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com" title="Bzoink" style="color:#fff;"&gt;Bzoink*d&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/S65573/Odd_Facts_about_ME.html" title="Odd Facts about ME" style="color:#fff;"&gt;Take This Survey&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/surveys/search.php" title="Search Surveys" style="color:#fff;"&gt;Search Surveys&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/surveys/create.php" title="Create a Survey" style="color:#fff;"&gt;Create a Survey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bzoink.com/pixel.gif" width="1" height="1" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;!END BZOINK.COM SURVEY CODE&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36741731-293360938946105230?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/293360938946105230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=293360938946105230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/293360938946105230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/293360938946105230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2010/01/in-quizzy-mood.html' title='In a Quizzy Mood'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-7095081065879904698</id><published>2010-01-02T16:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T19:38:12.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Combined Leaders' Retreat 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Combined Leaders' Retreat (CLR) was good! (: Finally felt a sense of belonging in R-AGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;After the engaging (seriously, it was) CM training and some pretty fun games on the 31st, dinner was with all the nice -seniors- and one Pastor even. Talked to (new friend) Jessica and (not-so-new friend) Su Hui Jie thorughout the entire 45-minute journey (we WALKED) to G2 thereafter for Watchnight Service. (Grace 2; it's a -branch- of Grace AOG) Really pleasant, the whole walk. :D Watchnight was Awesome, the first time I stayed for the entire service the six years I've been in Grace. Really fun, what with the cheer for Pastor Ronald, highing, wishing and all. (Although I couldn't remember practically the whole cheer despite being briefed twice about it.) Travelled back to the Salvation Army Campus in Bukit Timah where we were staying. Bathed, watched people play some card game (Gin) and played one round. I didn't fare too badly in that round, thanks to Adora. :) Went to bed at 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Next day, I was sleepy during worship and devotion (lack of sleep). Workplan was somewhat exciting. I'll not be going back to P.O.G as I originally hoped, but I'll be going to COOL. (I've no idea if the whole thing is supposed to be in caps) I'll be CM-ing with this dude called Aaron (who's CMing COOL for the second year running). I already know all 4 girls in my cell. :) The other 7 or so guys... Well I'll get to know them in due time. Lunch was a regional affair, with plans for tomorrow being made. Teambuilding and a session on worship-leading next. Technical, with time to practice and reinforce. Dinner was fun with Kristine, Agnes and Stella, all of whom were froom COOL. Worship and prayer followed. Then, supper! Hahaha. Went to Railway Mall with the 5 abovementioned COOL people; was a blast! Had fishball noodles, talked, laughed and bullied. :B Stella was like totally high walking back lah. Played Articulate! with quite a big bunch of people (Joong Yan, Leng Shan, Joel, Adora, Bryson, Samuel, Nicole, Iman and Tiffany) after that. Funnnnnnnnnn. :D Retired at 3+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;TODAY, I got up late despite being woken up 3 times by Gabby and Agnes, so I missed breakfast and went straight for worship and devotion by Michael. -Debrief- later by Pastor Cui Xian, quite uh, intersting. :D Packed up, made by longgggg way home. (21 train stops k!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Random reflections:&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm somehow am not that afraid of being a CM now. Yaye.&lt;br /&gt;2. I thank God for the great time I had there, all the people who talked to me, invited me to play games with them, basically made me feel welcome.&lt;br /&gt;3. I gotta have more faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Yaye.&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/36741731-7095081065879904698?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/7095081065879904698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=7095081065879904698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/7095081065879904698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/7095081065879904698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2010/01/combined-leaders-retreat-2009.html' title='Combined Leaders&apos; Retreat 2009'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-1154605342174130706</id><published>2009-12-31T02:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T02:38:18.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hee Hee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA I'M BACK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Why, you ask? To complain that it's 2 plus in the morning. Okay I know that doesn't really make sense. 2 plus in the morning = most sane people are already sleeping = Can't expect to get (SMS) replies about the possible CM (CM = Cell Mentor, a new role I'll have to play next year which requires that yours truly teaches God's Word to a bunch of kids/upper secondary people) training tomorrow from Pastor Cui Xian, can't get Gina's blog address and visit before I leave for the Retreat, can't get the password to read Elsa's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I know I know, how can I blame the time right. It is I after all, that has a tendency to come online in the wee hours of the morning. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Gah. I just need a space to rant lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;That's what this blog is for, right? :)&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/36741731-1154605342174130706?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/1154605342174130706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=1154605342174130706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/1154605342174130706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/1154605342174130706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2009/12/hee-hee.html' title='Hee Hee'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-4548042760928164058</id><published>2009-12-31T00:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T04:24:19.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The likely last post of 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;To all who've been looking out for updates here, I apologise for the uh, agonising wait. Haha yeah. You won't believe how packed the holidays have been for me so far. This December, I've gone out a few times, worked thrice (as a waitress at 2 locations), visited 2 friends, attended the service of another Church (Open Hand Fellowship [OHF]), attended Rhema Conference (the annual youth conference my Church holds), slept over at 4 cousins' houses (although there were only two sleepovers), caroled twice with the TKGS choir  (there're videos on Facebook if you're inerested) and once with OHF, had a family Christmas gathering, went for a P.O.G and Footsteps outing (P.O.G being my cell and Footsteps, our brother cell of sorts), hosted an appreciation dinner for 11 school friends (if you're reading this it's likely you were there but didn't know I really meant it as an appreciation dinner for being such awesome pals to me this year hahaha), as well as hosted a sleepover.  So I apologise for the irregular tweets (I'm debzmemorymush; go follow me!), not dropping by your blogs, not replying to you on Facebook and not uploading the ten zillion photos I owe you all (last time I tried to upload the prom pictures on Facebook, my internet refused to co-operate). So... See how lah. I'm gonna be in a Combined Leaders' Retreat thing (Church event) later today, so I'm blogging before my blog ends up with another missing month in the archives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;To all who turned up at my wah-biang-must-walk-so-far-in place on Monday, I thank you for your presence and helping out (with desert preparation, dinner prep and cleaning up). I know I said in the SMS that I'd be cooking, but I tell you now, that my whole family helped out quite a lot prior to that too, so yah. I apologise to those who had to offer -free labour- (in the words of my Mum) prior to dinner, because y'all are the guests lah. :S I VERY MUCH APPRECIATE ALL YOUR HELP AND SACRIFICES K! (((((: Also, my apologies if I couldn't talk much to you on Monday cause I was running in and out doing stuff. I most certainly hope though, that you had a fantabulous time, because I certainly did. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay lah. In case I don't blog till 2010 rolls in, I'm gonna wish you a very very happy new year. God bless you all richly in 2010, and I love you all! Thanks for following me here all this year and tagging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;XOXOXO&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/36741731-4548042760928164058?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/4548042760928164058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=4548042760928164058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/4548042760928164058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/4548042760928164058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2009/12/likely-last-post-of-2009.html' title='The likely last post of 2009'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-7585286091460211151</id><published>2009-11-24T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T23:40:22.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2-Day Review + Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Helloooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I've a got a sore throat creeping up on me. Nasty. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;'Hope Dad will let me go sign up with that job agency Dorcas and friends are with. He's coming back tomorrow, and Mum says she'll talk to him about it. I'm hoping he'll change his perception and mind. Cause I'm really desperate for a job, seeing as to how difficult it is for me to find a temporary, part-time job. I guess I'm pretty picky in not wanting to be a tele-marketer or flyer distributor or whatever..? Initially I wanted to work at Ben &amp; Jerry's. (And no, not for free ice cream.) Then I thought maybe Ikea'd be nice. So I checked out the Ikea website, and realised the positions I could apply for were for the Alexandra store. :( So, WHATEVER, I pray the folks will give the green light soon, so I can go do waitressing at some hotel and earn some moolah. I hope to earn $300, but in reality I'm gonna have to try and work for $450 so I've about a $100 to spend on myself. Ayeaye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Went for Choir yesterday. But I didn't practice the carols with the juniors. -.- Ended up talking to Yu Han and Sheryl instead, cause they weren't there for carolling. Found out from Ms Tong that our -reward- for carolling with the choir was CHOIR HOODIES!! :D A bit late well yes, but better late than never! (As far as I remember, nobody's ever seen me with a jacket/sweater/hoodie over my pinafore; this year, I told myself I'd hold out against hail and rain while in school, until I got a Choir hoodie.) Mare, Fi and I later went to Gershwin to do a lil' bit of warm-ups, sing random choir songs, and cam-whore. Met Mrs Sew at the bus stop when I left! So I took the bus with her, chatting all the way till she got off. :) Met Dorcas and her friends later at Orchard Road. Spent the afternoon walking around the 2 (different) Far East buildings, Ion and Wisma Atria. Saw like 7 (!!) people from school and church during that process, most of whom didn't see me. Thank you Dorcas, Beverly, Hillary, Geraldine and Rachel for your company and food. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;NEIGH. A quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;What was the last test you had on?&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember! The last exam was Chemistry MCQ though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you good at creating graphs in math?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, on good days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oreo milkshakes or orange juice?&lt;br /&gt;The former! (Though I don't remember trying it. Orange juice... I've had a few disappointing expereinces with it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do looks matter the most to you?&lt;br /&gt;Nope, but it's pretty high on the list too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a lemonade stand?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate it when people read over your shoulders?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. But I'm guilty of it too. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you electrocute yourself as part of a dare?&lt;br /&gt;No lah please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you smile politely when someone comments that you’ve put on weight?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I guess I will, but in my mind I'l be like "!!?! Really?" Unless of course I know I really have gained some.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you plan to do with yourself as far as future education goes?&lt;br /&gt;Get a degree in sociology/psychology!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you afraid to stay in a hospital overnight all by yourself? Why?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I might be... Overactive imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you even care about world peace?&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person to turn you on?&lt;br /&gt;Huh don't have lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without stating names say something to three people:&lt;br /&gt;Do you mind if we crash your place?&lt;br /&gt;Are you going to Nat's on Saturday?&lt;br /&gt;Why you liddat??!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you currently have a hickey?&lt;br /&gt;NO. Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the year consisted of only one season, which would you choose?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno lah... Singapore's summer all-year round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a girl that knows everything or mostly everything about you?&lt;br /&gt;Right now I think so... And a few at that. I feel as though I've told people a lot of things about myself. :O &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's one thing you want more than anything in your life?&lt;br /&gt;To be the best I can be. (It sums up a lot of things.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you had butterflies in your stomach?&lt;br /&gt;Naw I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s the best feeling in the world?&lt;br /&gt;Being in love... That just popped into my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever shave your head to save someone you love?&lt;br /&gt;Mmhmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you play guitar hero?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When's the next time you will kiss somebody?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear the hood on your hoodie?&lt;br /&gt;N.A., cause I don't have one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you successfully blow up and tie a balloon?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I think I can. But not without some air escaping by the end of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you bump into someone’s arm if you want to hold their hand?&lt;br /&gt;No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want any tattoos? If so, where?&lt;br /&gt;Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the thought of marriage scare you?&lt;br /&gt;A little? At this point in time I can't really imagine being committed to someone for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you get the recommended eight hours of sleep a night?&lt;br /&gt;No, not usually. Most of the time it's a couple hours more or less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather have your nose or tongue pierced?&lt;br /&gt;Nose? But really, I'd rather keep piercings to my ears, tyvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are there things in your life that you'll never be able to get over?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there someone who loves to cause drama in your life?&lt;br /&gt;Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got into major trouble in school?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, if detention class for being late counts. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks being let down, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you handle a lot of drama?&lt;br /&gt;No. Not without getting emotionally involved at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you count to 100 in another language?&lt;br /&gt;Yes! CHINESE YO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever donated clothes?&lt;br /&gt;Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the shortest length you've ever cut your hair?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno... Go see my baby pictures lah. You'll be awed by thy cute-ness. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you always turn the light off when you leave a room?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Heeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you pregnant?&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you one to be brutally honest?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever used your bra to hold things like you would a pocket?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever dated someone more than three years older than you?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think your life will change dramatically before 2010?&lt;br /&gt;Nah, not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there that one guy/girl that you'll always have feelings for no matter what?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno... Probably yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone inflict any physical pain on you in the past week ?&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ex REALLY needs you at 3am and you have a way to their house. Do you go?&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think back to the last person you dated, how many times have you cried over them?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peaches or Mangoes?&lt;br /&gt;Mango please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer writing on lined or plain paper?&lt;br /&gt;Lined!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your fathers name begin with C, A, or R?&lt;br /&gt;None of the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever kissed someone with brown eyes and brown hair?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you wearing jeans, shorts, sweatpants, or pyjama pants?&lt;br /&gt;Err of the 4, I guess pyjama pants is the closest description.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what high school your father went to?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at 12 o'clock last night?&lt;br /&gt;Probably lazing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you chewed gum after someone else already has?&lt;br /&gt;Ewww no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather your partner have gorgeous eyes or a gorgeous smile?&lt;br /&gt;Eyes? Or both also can. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellow fingernail polish: yes or no?&lt;br /&gt;Nah... Unless it's a really pretty shade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you call it sitting "criss-cross" or " Indian-style"?&lt;br /&gt;None of the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you consider yourself to be a good cook?&lt;br /&gt;Okay at least, given instructions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is your mind cluttered?&lt;br /&gt;Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever made a guy cry?&lt;br /&gt;I think so? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your current mood?&lt;br /&gt;Is there a normal mood??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you cry now?&lt;br /&gt;Naw. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever done anything illegal in a vehicle?&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you put in your mouth?&lt;br /&gt;Fish I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you look at the keyboard when you type?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you'll find someone to marry you?&lt;br /&gt;Heh yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you will be living at home with your parents in 2 years?&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oh and I'm on Twitter! Go search for debzmemorymush and follow me k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;G'night!&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/36741731-7585286091460211151?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/7585286091460211151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=7585286091460211151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/7585286091460211151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/7585286091460211151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2009/11/2-day-review-quiz.html' title='2-Day Review + Quiz'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-5758153888357632346</id><published>2009-11-20T00:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T12:23:15.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yaye no more Os!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;HELLO EVERYONE I KNOW YOU MISSED ME LIKE TONZXS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;In other news, the evil Os are like, over. I'm more free, and happier than a bird. A summary of the past few days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Friday- Chem paper 1 was okay. Didn't shoot through the roof from happiness though. (That was the last paper, see.) Proceeded to the hall for the briefing. Got a heart attack about 20 times there, becuase people were screaming here, there and everywhere. Even during the briefing itself, the teacher-in-charge made me jump outta my skin a few times. Canteen for post-exam muffins that my mummy bought for the gang thereafter. Went home, went out again. Met Fi, Sa, Mare and Nat at Citylink Mall for day &lt;i&gt;1&lt;/i&gt; of prom dress shopping. Failed. Only prom-related thing I bought was powder. (Which, till now, hasn't been used. -.-) Walked around, hopped over to Suntec, met Sa's sis (Edna), went to Macs. Dinner at grandma's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Saturday- Went to the ACS carnival with Jia Min, Mare and Sa. Quite fun lah catching up with Zha Min. :D (She loves us, I know.) The little boys walking around selling things were super cute!! Proceeded to Far East for day &lt;i&gt;2&lt;/i&gt; of prom dress shopping. Mare found her dress there! I found a nice-white-satin-knee length-one strap dress which made me look like a pixie there too. But I couldn't bargain about the price, so mum didn't let me get it. ): Left Far East, walked Jia Min to Church, went to This Faishon at Singpost (I was emo-ing about not being able to get the white dress, see.) Got home at 7++ or 8. Dinner. Went to the Robinsons Expo Sale with mum. Got a dress for new year (A floral print tube! Haha.) and some other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Sunday- Attended cell and service for the first time in 3 weeks! Cell was breakfast at Tanglin Macs. Lunch at Tanjong Pagar. PEANUT ICE KACHANG! Yummy. Met Gina at Parkway later for day &lt;i&gt;3&lt;/i&gt; of prom dress shopping. Tried on like 7 dresses at Isetan. :O (The sales assistant passed me 4 more when I'd already taken 3 to the dressing room, see.) Bussed over to Tampines. Continued the search at Tampines 1 and Tampines Mall. Left Tampines eventually with just a copy of &lt;i&gt;Seventeen&lt;/i&gt;. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Monday- Far East with Dorcas for day (freakin') &lt;i&gt;4&lt;/i&gt; of prom dress shopping. Gave up looking for a dress at 2++ (finally) and went looking for accessories. Beverly, Dorcas's friend joined us soon after. Went to Far East Shopping Centre so they could collect their pay. Almost applied for a job. Walked around at Ion Orchard and Far East Plaza, and got my not-very-high-heeled-sandals (on discount at $19.90 from New Look; I tell you I was sooooo happy can), stack of bangles and dangly earrings. Headed to Dorcas's thereafter to get my nails done by her. :D (THANK YOU DORCAS!) Got home at 10++. Missed Auntie Mag's visit though. She left shortly before I came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Tuesday- PROM!! Was a little panicky in the morning cause the very awesome me only called my usual hairdresser at 10+ and found out she couldn't cut and do my hair cause she was about to leave town. So thank goodness for the salon at Roxy Square. My hair got the most major layering ever plus straightened there for a really affordable $12! ^^ Went to Wendy's place later to get my make-up done by her mum's friend; thank you anuntie Cynthia! (: Stoned at Wendy's for quite a bit before dad drove the both of us to Marina Mandarin, where the prom was held. (Oh by the way in case you're wondering what I wore there, it was a dark purple dress borrowed from my mum's colleague's daughter. Yes, and I tried on close to 20 dresses prior to that, only to end up wearing something that'd been hanging on my cupboard for a week already. -.-)&lt;br /&gt;Prom was 99.999% awesome, from the way everyone looked (thank God all I needed to do was to stare a little harder at some people to realise who they were instead of their identities being shrouded in a cloud of mystery the entire night), the very funny MC, swift-moving programme, company of friends, energy, enthusiasm, variety of food, dancing (more like jumping on the stage and scream-singing the songs for me but whatever, I enjoyed myself)... Yeah you get it. It was certainly interesting noting how different most people looked. Pinafores and tied-up hair disguise a lot of things, I tell you. Pictures'll be up on Facebook soon, if it decides to co-operate. (Heh maybe it senses my apprehension cause I look weird in the vast majority of the pictures taken that night.) Oh and if you're wondering why prom was 0.001% not-so-nice, ask me, I'm not about to say it here haha. Shout-outs to everyone- teachers (Mrs D Ang and gang), friends, the folks and all those who helped me out in prom prep in one way or another: I LOVE YOU ALL. Enjoyed myself thoroughly, from the start to the end of the whole event, and that's really something, cause that hasn't happened, ever/in a long, long time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Wednesday- Woke up with Prom Withdrawal Symptoms (PWS), because for the first time in 4 days, I didn't have to go out shopping or preparing for prom in some other way. Finally began planning my Long Sappy Graduation Letters (LSGL) with the Attribute List.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Thursday- Spent most of my time online and making amends for that later. (Mum came home and was really really pissed that the rice hadn't been cooked and the lettuce, plucked.) So the brothers and I prepared almost the entire dinner, I washed up (my duty today) and did some laundry later with Dan.&lt;br /&gt;TODAY- I'll be going for Choir. Yes, Choir, cause I'm gonna be carolling with the (TKGS) choir come 12th and 20th December at Century Square. I came online again cause I forgot to print out the 2 scores Ms Tong sent us, but well obviously I've done more than that... Anyhow. I hope I can go to the library later! Part of my Post-Os-to-do list, see. Then I can pass Wendy the book she's been asking from me since last year, ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;K lah I end here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;XOXOXOXOXO and a chocolate (HAHA kidding) if you've survived this blog post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Deb loves you. (:&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/36741731-5758153888357632346?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/5758153888357632346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=5758153888357632346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/5758153888357632346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/5758153888357632346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2009/11/yaye-no-more-os.html' title='Yaye no more Os!'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-9186982641125173386</id><published>2009-09-10T17:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T17:54:45.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Septemberrrrr</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I don't know/can't remember if it's my doing, but the blogger interface colours are now dark blue with beige tabs. So weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;IT'S THE SCHOOL HOLIDAYS! And I is not going to school at all this week, because I'm too lazy to, and I'm not sure what time the school closes this week, and I'm too scared to call the GO and check it out. Well, not that I have very many days left to go to school this week now anyway. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I know I'm not talking sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Blame it on the prelims. Or if you want to look at it more sensibly, my lack of preparation for it. I've been studying everyday this week (&lt;i&gt;yaye&lt;/i&gt;) but not enough (&lt;i&gt;boo&lt;/i&gt;). Thank God there's no homework this hols, or I can just forget about studying altogether. I haven't touched History, read + copied + made notes for 4 acts in AMND and started reading Chem (though I've done about 65% of the TYS this term; still I want Mrs Liew's brownies.) *Inserts Clara's chant here* Best part is, the countdown on my wall (the one in my room that's right in front of the study table, HAS CEASED TO SCARE ME. I just change the post-it numbers every one or two days, but the whole significance of the thing has been lost on me. AHHHHHHHHHH. Neigh. It used to be, that at the start of the term, 100++ days'd be scary. Now at 45 days, nah. Like, why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay I apologise for my incessant ranting about the Os.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;In other news SI's exciting. Yesterday's results were kinda surprising (I thought Ben'd make it) but that's life for you. Not like I even voted lah actually. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;To stop me ranting further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial; FONT-SIZE: 12px" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #f000ba 5px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: center; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #bc007b; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; COLOR: #fff; FONT-SIZE: 12px; BORDER-TOP: #f000ba 3px solid; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; PADDING-TOP: 5px" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #fff" title="Random-ness is quite alright." href="http://www.bzoink.com/S158978/Randomness_is_quite_alright.html"&gt;Random-ness is quite alright.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Created by &lt;a style="COLOR: #fff" title="daniellexx5xx's Profile" href="http://www.bzoink.com/~daniellexx5xx"&gt;daniellexx5xx&lt;/a&gt; and taken 152 times on &lt;a style="COLOR: #fff" title="Bzoink Free Fun Surveys" href="http://www.bzoink.com/"&gt;Bzoink&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #f000ba 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fae0f5; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; WIDTH: 50%; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: #f000ba 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px" valign="top"&gt;Are you in school?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fca6e9; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;I'm still a student... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #f000ba 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fae0f5; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; WIDTH: 50%; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: #f000ba 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px" valign="top"&gt;If so, what grade?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fca6e9; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;SEC 4. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #f000ba 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fae0f5; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; WIDTH: 50%; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: #f000ba 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px" valign="top"&gt;Do you like all your teachers?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fca6e9; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;Mostly, yes. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #f000ba 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fae0f5; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; WIDTH: 50%; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: #f000ba 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px" valign="top"&gt;Do you think snow days are boring or relaxing?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fca6e9; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;Should be relaxing? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #f000ba 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fae0f5; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; WIDTH: 50%; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: #f000ba 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px" valign="top"&gt;Do you like storms?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fca6e9; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;If I'm indoors. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #f000ba 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fae0f5; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; WIDTH: 50%; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: #f000ba 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px" valign="top"&gt;What's your favorite drink?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fca6e9; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;Soyabean milk with almond. :D &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #f000ba 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fae0f5; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; WIDTH: 50%; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: #f000ba 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px" valign="top"&gt;Do you like warm or cold drinks more?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fca6e9; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;Cold, usually. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #f000ba 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fae0f5; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; WIDTH: 50%; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: #f000ba 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px" valign="top"&gt;What's the name of your best friend?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fca6e9; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;Gina. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #f000ba 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fae0f5; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; WIDTH: 50%; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: #f000ba 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px" valign="top"&gt;Do you think friends of the opposite gender or same gender are better?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fca6e9; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;I don't know. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #f000ba 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fae0f5; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; WIDTH: 50%; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: #f000ba 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px" valign="top"&gt;Do you straighten your hair or curl it more?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fca6e9; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;Neither honey. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #f000ba 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fae0f5; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; WIDTH: 50%; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: #f000ba 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px" valign="top"&gt;Is your hair long or short?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fca6e9; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;Long. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #f000ba 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fae0f5; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; WIDTH: 50%; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: #f000ba 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px" valign="top"&gt;Do you like random surveys or surveys with a theme better?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fca6e9; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;Anything goes. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #f000ba 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fae0f5; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; WIDTH: 50%; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: #f000ba 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px" valign="top"&gt;What are your thoughts on Barack Obama being our new president?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fca6e9; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;Huh okay I guess. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #f000ba 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fae0f5; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; WIDTH: 50%; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: #f000ba 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px" valign="top"&gt;Do you think all the hype on Twilight is necessary?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fca6e9; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;I haven't read it, so I shouldn't be judging. But I do think it is over-hyped. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #f000ba 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fae0f5; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; WIDTH: 50%; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: #f000ba 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px" valign="top"&gt;Have you ever lived in a different state than you live in now?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fca6e9; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;Nope. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #f000ba 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fae0f5; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; WIDTH: 50%; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: #f000ba 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px" valign="top"&gt;Are you happier single or taken?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fca6e9; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;Both ways also can lah. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #f000ba 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fae0f5; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; WIDTH: 50%; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: #f000ba 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px" valign="top"&gt;Do you have to have a boyfriend all the time to be happy?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fca6e9; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;No. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #f000ba 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fae0f5; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; WIDTH: 50%; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: #f000ba 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px" valign="top"&gt;Do you think people are being too hard on Miley Cyrus?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fca6e9; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;Maybe? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #f000ba 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fae0f5; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; WIDTH: 50%; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: #f000ba 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px" valign="top"&gt;Do you think Andy from Bzoink is waaay cooler than Tom from Myspace? [I do]:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fca6e9; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;Who are they?? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #f000ba 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fae0f5; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; WIDTH: 50%; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: #f000ba 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px" valign="top"&gt;Do you like chocolate?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fca6e9; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;Yum. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #f000ba 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fae0f5; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; WIDTH: 50%; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: #f000ba 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px" valign="top"&gt;Do you like long surveys or short surveys better?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fca6e9; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;Both are cool. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #f000ba 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fae0f5; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; WIDTH: 50%; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: #f000ba 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px" valign="top"&gt;Do you ever save your results to your surveys page?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fca6e9; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;Naw. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #f000ba 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fae0f5; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; WIDTH: 50%; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: #f000ba 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px" valign="top"&gt;Do you secretly think school is not so bad?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fca6e9; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;Yes. It's not a secret, btw. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #f000ba 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fae0f5; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; WIDTH: 50%; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: #f000ba 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px" valign="top"&gt;Where was your default picture taken?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fca6e9; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;At the Bedok Stadium! HAHAHA. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #f000ba 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fae0f5; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; WIDTH: 50%; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: #f000ba 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px" valign="top"&gt;Do you have myspace?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fca6e9; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;Nope. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #f000ba 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fae0f5; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; WIDTH: 50%; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: #f000ba 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px" valign="top"&gt;Where did you meet your bestfriend?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fca6e9; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;In school. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #f000ba 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fae0f5; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; WIDTH: 50%; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: #f000ba 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px" valign="top"&gt;Do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fca6e9; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;Nope. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #f000ba 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fae0f5; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; WIDTH: 50%; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: #f000ba 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px" valign="top"&gt;If so, where did you meet them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fca6e9; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;N.A. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #f000ba 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fae0f5; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; WIDTH: 50%; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: #f000ba 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px" valign="top"&gt;Have you ever had someone reeally close pass away?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fca6e9; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;No. But pretty close, yeah. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #f000ba 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fae0f5; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; WIDTH: 50%; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: #f000ba 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px" valign="top"&gt;Do you burn CD's or buy them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #fca6e9; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;BUY. I'm a good girl. :) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #f000ba 3px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: center; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #bc007b; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; COLOR: #fff; FONT-SIZE: 11px; BORDER-TOP: #f000ba 4px solid; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; PADDING-TOP: 5px" colspan="2"&gt;You've been totally &lt;a style="COLOR: #fff" title="Bzoink" href="http://www.bzoink.com/"&gt;Bzoink*d&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #fff" title="Random-ness is quite alright." href="http://www.bzoink.com/S158978/Randomness_is_quite_alright.html"&gt;Take This Survey&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="COLOR: #fff" title="Search Surveys" href="http://www.bzoink.com/surveys/search.php"&gt;Search Surveys&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="COLOR: #fff" title="Create a Survey" href="http://www.bzoink.com/surveys/create.php"&gt;Create a Survey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bzoink.com/pixel.gif" width="1" height="1" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I pray my creative juices will return soon. I need them for writing compos and notes/letters, making decisions about prom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Yaye I've stopped whining. Your patience in reading this is greatly appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;See you guys at Nat's tomorrow! (:&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/36741731-9186982641125173386?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/9186982641125173386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=9186982641125173386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/9186982641125173386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/9186982641125173386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2009/09/for-septemberrrrr.html' title='For Septemberrrrr'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-235823373970848534</id><published>2009-08-15T21:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T22:16:41.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Likely Sole Post of August</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I'M BACK! And I'm sure you missed my lack of a online presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;July was okay I guess. Had a most awesome outing with Mrs Lee on the 22nd. :D Ate, talked, -gossiped-, reminisced, laughed, got counselled, had a good time basically. Thank you much much Mrs Lee. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I am trying to stay offline as much as possible, seeing as to how I have an amazing tendency to stay online for 4-5 hours or perhaps even longer most times I get on. Absolutely detrimental, don't you think. Especially when your prelims start in 6 days and the big O's in... 86 days. That's scary, in my hardly-touched-Bio shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;National Day Celebrations in school were way better than I thought they would be, cam-whoring, getting high and all. We didn't have to be &lt;i&gt;forced&lt;/i&gt; to have a party eventually. Well not surprising right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;And I heart heart heart the National Day Parade. I thought it was awesome. I was tearing when Kevin and Gayle sang; the song was just so sweet. And I'll answer the million dollar question- yes, I took part in the pledge moment thingy. Plus sang the national anthem too! I love Singapore, really, and I'm thankful I was born here. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Graduation Day's drawing near, and lately I've been thinking about it everday. I may complain a lottttt about school, but I know deep down I love TKGS. It's the people, the culture that make it what it is. No prizes for guessing who's gonna be a waterfall on 2 October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Ooh and thankyouverymuch to everyone who's nagging/encouraging/helping/keeping track of me in mugging. Even Mr Law (my tuition teacher's husband) has started nagging at me now, HAHAHA. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay I'm done. This's a really sappy post I know, but you gotta be thankful for what you have, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Better get off now, I have tuition + school homework, Chinese thingamaroos I should have read and made notes for on Thursday and basically a whole lot of mugging I really should be doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Good night lovely people.&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/36741731-235823373970848534?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/235823373970848534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=235823373970848534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/235823373970848534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/235823373970848534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2009/08/likely-sole-post-of-august.html' title='The Likely Sole Post of August'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-7976585634439624072</id><published>2009-07-09T23:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T23:44:08.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22 Points for 9 July 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;HEYYO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I'm not being emo here, but I feel like I've been really annoying these few days, so if I'm annoying you, PLEASE TELL ME K. Thanks. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I shall refrain from complaining about homework here too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;1. I love having recess in class. (Well who doesn't, right.) It's the bomb of a picnic right here in 4E2 with people bringing and sharing food from home everyday. And I'm gonna make sure I buy more stuff to share with you guys next week. I feel guilty pinching food from so many people and not really sharing my bread-breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;2. We are a class of petitioners, nevermind if that word doesn't exist. Yesterday it was about recess, tomorrow it might be about X-Country and Zany Green Parade. No kidding.&lt;br /&gt;3. Looks like 4E2 '09 is gonna be remembered by teachers. Mrs Liew for example, knows us to be the "happy class".&lt;br /&gt;4. Rachel, get well soon k! Thanks for that really sweet message. :)&lt;br /&gt;5. I know it's pretty late to say this, but congratulations to the Band for being among the Top 3 Secondary School Bands in Singapore! You guys are awesome.&lt;br /&gt;6. Congratulations to the Choir too. :)))&lt;br /&gt;7. Jia you Fiona for the MJC audition tomorrow! You can one!&lt;br /&gt;8. Thank you Pam and Fiona for putting up with my incessant turning-around-and-talking to you guys in class.&lt;br /&gt;9. Ayeshah I like your hair, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;10. Thank you Nat for putting up with my pokes. More pokes ahead! :B&lt;br /&gt;11. I feel like a basket of secrets. I'm honoured. And bursting. But I resolve not to burst.&lt;br /&gt;12. Elsa I love you. :)&lt;br /&gt;13. Mare I hope your hand and knee get better soon! :S&lt;br /&gt;14. Thank you Su and Pam for sanitising my hands so cheerfully everyday. &lt;br /&gt;15. I'm not a big fan of Michael, but rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;16. Jia Min we'll see you again soon, yes? Tuesday was really fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;17. Someone please pray I'll write bigger, less spaced-out and neater. And think much much faster! So my exam scripts won't look and be blah content-wise.&lt;br /&gt;18. Gina I'm really happy things now are a far cry from what they were 2 years ago. :)&lt;br /&gt;19. My mummy rocks. She's a &lt;i&gt;big rock&lt;/i&gt;, in her own words. And I agree.&lt;br /&gt;20. Daddy rocks when he isn't nagging. Haha. But seriously.&lt;br /&gt;21. Dan rocks cause he helped me wash my share of plates today.&lt;br /&gt;22. And Joe rocks because he lent me his calculator when mine died yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I gotta bathe. 'Night honies! :)&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/36741731-7976585634439624072?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/7976585634439624072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=7976585634439624072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/7976585634439624072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/7976585634439624072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2009/07/22-points-for-9-july-2009.html' title='22 Points for 9 July 2009'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-7421737920324176828</id><published>2009-06-28T14:44:00.029+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T20:44:44.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Half of 2009 Picture Essay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I've done 78.9% of my holiday homework! A lot of Chinese left though. I owe Mdm Liu like 10+ bao zhang du hou gans from the past 3 or so months. And I'm supposed to do at least one before the holiday ends, but I'm really not up to doing Chinese. Sigh. Anyhow, seeing as to how I'm not gonna be online anytime soon (or so I think), I'll do a picture essay of January-June this year. Since I haven't posted pictures here in quite a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dan's Birthday (25 January)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcXVr5wSQI/AAAAAAAAA1A/ia_8Tga5sDo/s1600-h/P1010557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352272343482779906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcXVr5wSQI/AAAAAAAAA1A/ia_8Tga5sDo/s320/P1010557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family went to Coffee Bean &amp;amp; Tea Leaf together. That is my slice of (I think) Mandarin Orange Cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Biology SPA lesson (23rd January)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcXYMnzBoI/AAAAAAAAA1g/nYeQXnMQ-9s/s1600-h/P1010493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352272386625570434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcXYMnzBoI/AAAAAAAAA1g/nYeQXnMQ-9s/s320/P1010493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcaGmxwNeI/AAAAAAAAA2A/Y5M5lWnNbWM/s1600-h/P1010494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352275382943888866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcaGmxwNeI/AAAAAAAAA2A/Y5M5lWnNbWM/s320/P1010494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcaFsphabI/AAAAAAAAA1o/KmxShPiUGyI/s1600-h/P1010495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352275367340108210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcaFsphabI/AAAAAAAAA1o/KmxShPiUGyI/s320/P1010495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcaGJ0-YII/AAAAAAAAA1w/I5ONV6ajrcY/s1600-h/P1010496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352275375172771970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcaGJ0-YII/AAAAAAAAA1w/I5ONV6ajrcY/s320/P1010496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcaGRWQ22I/AAAAAAAAA14/f6WAAbh9BLw/s1600-h/P1010497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352275377191443298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcaGRWQ22I/AAAAAAAAA14/f6WAAbh9BLw/s320/P1010497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;School Chinese New Year Celebrations (23 January)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcaG0Fo3GI/AAAAAAAAA2I/8doZrxpGpS0/s1600-h/P1010498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352275386516954210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcaG0Fo3GI/AAAAAAAAA2I/8doZrxpGpS0/s320/P1010498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkccChOZzAI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/XxIDFsYQLkI/s1600-h/P1010499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352277511757220866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkccChOZzAI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/XxIDFsYQLkI/s320/P1010499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkccDBRqxeI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/COFrzdL6iZ4/s1600-h/P1010500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352277520360850914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkccDBRqxeI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/COFrzdL6iZ4/s320/P1010500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkccDVyfnFI/AAAAAAAAA2g/i7YS_pOs3Ug/s1600-h/P1010503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352277525867240530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkccDVyfnFI/AAAAAAAAA2g/i7YS_pOs3Ug/s320/P1010503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkccDmdMDYI/AAAAAAAAA2o/AhGGw4wfRMU/s1600-h/P1010504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352277530341281154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkccDmdMDYI/AAAAAAAAA2o/AhGGw4wfRMU/s320/P1010504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkccEPqsVrI/AAAAAAAAA2w/A2dgmaeIgxA/s1600-h/P1010508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352277541403776690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkccEPqsVrI/AAAAAAAAA2w/A2dgmaeIgxA/s320/P1010508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcexvhyShI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/VFNPgm8fY8E/s1600-h/P1010521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352280522073721362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcexvhyShI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/VFNPgm8fY8E/s320/P1010521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcexbiamnI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/BDbSdEXnC1Q/s1600-h/P1010523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352280516707654258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcexbiamnI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/BDbSdEXnC1Q/s320/P1010523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcexGz1zbI/AAAAAAAAA3I/7Ykw3Sq3D7U/s1600-h/P1010529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352280511143595442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcexGz1zbI/AAAAAAAAA3I/7Ykw3Sq3D7U/s320/P1010529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skcew-9ru8I/AAAAAAAAA3A/vOsj6orER_o/s1600-h/P1010530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352280509037394882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skcew-9ru8I/AAAAAAAAA3A/vOsj6orER_o/s320/P1010530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skcewc81qnI/AAAAAAAAA24/8k-OS1Xc4uU/s1600-h/P1010531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352280499907046002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skcewc81qnI/AAAAAAAAA24/8k-OS1Xc4uU/s320/P1010531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skcfzj6csnI/AAAAAAAAA34/GLm8GGixAeE/s1600-h/P1010533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352281652827304562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skcfzj6csnI/AAAAAAAAA34/GLm8GGixAeE/s320/P1010533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcfzFTllnI/AAAAAAAAA3w/lbSuk0DUrpY/s1600-h/P1010539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352281644611245682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcfzFTllnI/AAAAAAAAA3w/lbSuk0DUrpY/s320/P1010539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcfywF9ASI/AAAAAAAAA3o/EzGQu7s4_gc/s1600-h/P1010551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352281638916915490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcfywF9ASI/AAAAAAAAA3o/EzGQu7s4_gc/s320/P1010551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcfycoD4OI/AAAAAAAAA3g/dRwWog2idqw/s1600-h/P1010552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352281633691263202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcfycoD4OI/AAAAAAAAA3g/dRwWog2idqw/s320/P1010552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chinese Ney Year Visiting (26 January)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcXWTe14RI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/Xx2H9ZNYut0/s1600-h/P1010570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352272354107318546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcXWTe14RI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/Xx2H9ZNYut0/s320/P1010570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcXWOZnjwI/AAAAAAAAA1I/1HNfVuqbbMI/s1600-h/P1010573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352272352743231234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcXWOZnjwI/AAAAAAAAA1I/1HNfVuqbbMI/s320/P1010573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcXWnULVWI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/XwP7MzN2LAs/s1600-h/P1010586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352272359431296354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcXWnULVWI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/XwP7MzN2LAs/s320/P1010586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Trip to Pulau Samakau (29 January)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.facebook.com/home.php#/album.php?aid=2020099&amp;amp;id=1250133515"&gt;(Click!)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Outing with Asyiqin, Gina and Thahira! (30 January)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skckq4_u7xI/AAAAAAAAA5I/b5ZsQWfxPsI/s1600-h/P1010658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352287001425932050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skckq4_u7xI/AAAAAAAAA5I/b5ZsQWfxPsI/s320/P1010658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Unfortunately I only have a picture with Thahira. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pizza Hut Lunch in celebration of the end of CA1 (12 February)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skckqf0CG8I/AAAAAAAAA5A/4juqWOwykhA/s1600-h/P1010662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352286994665970626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skckqf0CG8I/AAAAAAAAA5A/4juqWOwykhA/s320/P1010662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Valentine's Day!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkckqAs5ACI/AAAAAAAAA44/WZlRTlFt9M8/s1600-h/P1010664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352286986314514466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkckqAs5ACI/AAAAAAAAA44/WZlRTlFt9M8/s320/P1010664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkckpsNmUyI/AAAAAAAAA4w/ORiSrBZyA5A/s1600-h/P1010677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352286980814557986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkckpsNmUyI/AAAAAAAAA4w/ORiSrBZyA5A/s320/P1010677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkckpVjJJ_I/AAAAAAAAA4o/zdeGVAAzaWk/s1600-h/P1010705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352286974730905586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkckpVjJJ_I/AAAAAAAAA4o/zdeGVAAzaWk/s320/P1010705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcmxDSPiwI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/-_Z6czpf4Lo/s1600-h/P1010707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352289306290391810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcmxDSPiwI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/-_Z6czpf4Lo/s320/P1010707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcmxbL2vPI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/p8ozfg91Q1s/s1600-h/P1010712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352289312706051314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcmxbL2vPI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/p8ozfg91Q1s/s320/P1010712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skcmx6LkwTI/AAAAAAAAA5g/jxnma5uyYMA/s1600-h/P1010715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352289321026371890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skcmx6LkwTI/AAAAAAAAA5g/jxnma5uyYMA/s320/P1010715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkctArICY3I/AAAAAAAAA7g/jiNYRVcsE8M/s1600-h/P1010806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352296171752809330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkctArICY3I/AAAAAAAAA7g/jiNYRVcsE8M/s320/P1010806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Birthday!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcmyTKu9NI/AAAAAAAAA5o/8-deW3EKg7A/s1600-h/P1010716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352289327733732562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcmyTKu9NI/AAAAAAAAA5o/8-deW3EKg7A/s320/P1010716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcmyuW3WOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/P2OOIWodDxs/s1600-h/P1010718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352289335032371426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcmyuW3WOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/P2OOIWodDxs/s320/P1010718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skco20iMOUI/AAAAAAAAA54/1lvG09E3zPI/s1600-h/P1010719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352291604433221954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skco20iMOUI/AAAAAAAAA54/1lvG09E3zPI/s320/P1010719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skco3PGox_I/AAAAAAAAA6A/GwbLOhMSgSA/s1600-h/P1010722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352291611565410290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skco3PGox_I/AAAAAAAAA6A/GwbLOhMSgSA/s320/P1010722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skco3ftQFfI/AAAAAAAAA6I/-zIUB0zsS2E/s1600-h/P1010729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352291616022337010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skco3ftQFfI/AAAAAAAAA6I/-zIUB0zsS2E/s320/P1010729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skco39uCCgI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/UObX3bEZJ88/s1600-h/P1010747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352291624078674434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skco39uCCgI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/UObX3bEZJ88/s320/P1010747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skco4QFIucI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/SsVsgCuInf8/s1600-h/P1010750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352291629007419842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skco4QFIucI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/SsVsgCuInf8/s320/P1010750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcrG2y3bhI/AAAAAAAAA6g/pimqLcTcRnY/s1600-h/P1010769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352294078941195794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcrG2y3bhI/AAAAAAAAA6g/pimqLcTcRnY/s320/P1010769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcrHc69gyI/AAAAAAAAA6o/4_8PEM6nEus/s1600-h/P1010775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352294089175696162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcrHc69gyI/AAAAAAAAA6o/4_8PEM6nEus/s320/P1010775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcrH-_hpxI/AAAAAAAAA64/tT7lkrNebCM/s1600-h/P1010788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352294098321647378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcrH-_hpxI/AAAAAAAAA64/tT7lkrNebCM/s320/P1010788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcrHvGtMXI/AAAAAAAAA6w/FcEjOUs55TE/s1600-h/P1010777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352294094056796530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcrHvGtMXI/AAAAAAAAA6w/FcEjOUs55TE/s320/P1010777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcrIR_l7TI/AAAAAAAAA7A/2LOAQeFZTqU/s1600-h/P1010791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352294103422201138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcrIR_l7TI/AAAAAAAAA7A/2LOAQeFZTqU/s320/P1010791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skcs_xP9bJI/AAAAAAAAA7I/yq97lpwZRwg/s1600-h/P1010800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352296156216781970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skcs_xP9bJI/AAAAAAAAA7I/yq97lpwZRwg/s320/P1010800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkctAC8PnmI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/EthqQ3ijiPs/s1600-h/P1010809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352296160965926498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkctAC8PnmI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/EthqQ3ijiPs/s320/P1010809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkctAXbIfYI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/jM4NLyV9kNg/s1600-h/P1010816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352296166464191874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkctAXbIfYI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/jM4NLyV9kNg/s320/P1010816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skdi5hFoM8I/AAAAAAAABCo/BoAaUdjD9aw/s1600-h/RIMG1808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352355422427165634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skdi5hFoM8I/AAAAAAAABCo/BoAaUdjD9aw/s320/RIMG1808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Thanks a lot for eveything guys. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Picnic at Botanical Gardens with P.O.G! (1 March)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkctBD6YTiI/AAAAAAAAA7o/W_orH2asI24/s1600-h/P1010772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352296178406411810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkctBD6YTiI/AAAAAAAAA7o/W_orH2asI24/s320/P1010772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;In celebration of Marcus's, Elsa's and my birthday! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcweNvPYvI/AAAAAAAAA7w/dR9ZpfYa9hI/s1600-h/P1010773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352299977795134194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcweNvPYvI/AAAAAAAAA7w/dR9ZpfYa9hI/s320/P1010773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Yes, the dress code was PE tee, but the guys... Probably forgot about it. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;CIP with Fiona, Kanchana and Pam (20 March)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skcwe7dATxI/AAAAAAAAA8A/hz2fziQbDW8/s1600-h/P1010818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352299990066679570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skcwe7dATxI/AAAAAAAAA8A/hz2fziQbDW8/s320/P1010818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Can you smell &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcweQ31nKI/AAAAAAAAA74/ta2ugqZ2q14/s1600-h/P1010819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352299978636500130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcweQ31nKI/AAAAAAAAA74/ta2ugqZ2q14/s320/P1010819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Kylene's Birthday! (22 March)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/album.php?aid=2024769&amp;amp;id=1250133515"&gt;(Click!)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sports Day (8 April)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=30514928&amp;amp;id=1250133515#/album.php?aid=2028641&amp;amp;id=1250133515"&gt;(Click!)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Pre-SYF Photos (15-18 April )&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skc8hBV1sAI/AAAAAAAAA8w/WvY_Ka10lRE/s1600-h/P1010979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352313220146507778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skc8hBV1sAI/AAAAAAAAA8w/WvY_Ka10lRE/s320/P1010979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skc8hX86oII/AAAAAAAAA84/kGAqPZPmOH4/s1600-h/P1010984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352313226215989378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skc8hX86oII/AAAAAAAAA84/kGAqPZPmOH4/s320/P1010984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skc8hlxqr3I/AAAAAAAAA9A/1sp97tJANps/s1600-h/P1010987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352313229926903666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skc8hlxqr3I/AAAAAAAAA9A/1sp97tJANps/s320/P1010987.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skc8h6zAhsI/AAAAAAAAA9I/E1XfWAICvbs/s1600-h/P1010989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352313235569673922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skc8h6zAhsI/AAAAAAAAA9I/E1XfWAICvbs/s320/P1010989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skc8iAVdZaI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/Kq12C44tipU/s1600-h/P1010990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352313237056349602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skc8iAVdZaI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/Kq12C44tipU/s320/P1010990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdELEohLPI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/TG8PlcyMWOE/s1600-h/P1010992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352321639166061810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdELEohLPI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/TG8PlcyMWOE/s320/P1010992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdELi3yXbI/AAAAAAAAA9g/AEq3o65FjS0/s1600-h/P1020004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352321647283166642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdELi3yXbI/AAAAAAAAA9g/AEq3o65FjS0/s320/P1020004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdEMUz_fWI/AAAAAAAAA9w/htbsQKoJwF8/s1600-h/P1020023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352321660689022306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdEMUz_fWI/AAAAAAAAA9w/htbsQKoJwF8/s320/P1020023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdEMgVK6aI/AAAAAAAAA94/kwLucJQIFME/s1600-h/P1020025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352321663780972962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdEMgVK6aI/AAAAAAAAA94/kwLucJQIFME/s320/P1020025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdFsfASO2I/AAAAAAAAA-I/Kit2oVTF-E0/s1600-h/P1020027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352323312692378466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdFsfASO2I/AAAAAAAAA-I/Kit2oVTF-E0/s320/P1020027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdFsna0PdI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/FBhjaUmi-iA/s1600-h/P1020030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352323314951142866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdFsna0PdI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/FBhjaUmi-iA/s320/P1020030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdFs9pKNFI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/NItHIaDTTlA/s1600-h/P1020036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352323320916882514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdFs9pKNFI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/NItHIaDTTlA/s320/P1020036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdFtOdR9wI/AAAAAAAAA-g/pqMv_9V9Q7Q/s1600-h/RIMG1702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352323325430462210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdFtOdR9wI/AAAAAAAAA-g/pqMv_9V9Q7Q/s320/RIMG1702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdJt8CajoI/AAAAAAAAA-w/uuAvMcOAPZc/s1600-h/RIMG1703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352327735712321154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdJt8CajoI/AAAAAAAAA-w/uuAvMcOAPZc/s320/RIMG1703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;At the pre-SYF senior-junior gathering. Thank you seniors! Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;SYF!!! (20 April)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdNCtXlB2I/AAAAAAAAA_w/G-53ylBSWa0/s1600-h/RIMG1704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352331391086692194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdNCtXlB2I/AAAAAAAAA_w/G-53ylBSWa0/s320/RIMG1704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdNCB4bMBI/AAAAAAAAA_o/a58e6PbW6i8/s1600-h/RIMG1705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352331379413299218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdNCB4bMBI/AAAAAAAAA_o/a58e6PbW6i8/s320/RIMG1705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdNB8O9fsI/AAAAAAAAA_g/BmVZ9MDlY5s/s1600-h/RIMG1706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352331377897209538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdNB8O9fsI/AAAAAAAAA_g/BmVZ9MDlY5s/s320/RIMG1706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdNBULveiI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/RZcI0xRVFK8/s1600-h/RIMG1707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352331367146289698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdNBULveiI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/RZcI0xRVFK8/s320/RIMG1707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;After the results were announced. :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdNBBtgNqI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/WqnrXNMn7wY/s1600-h/RIMG1708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352331362187622050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdNBBtgNqI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/WqnrXNMn7wY/s320/RIMG1708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdO_ozQLGI/AAAAAAAAA_4/_WJP6SJGijY/s1600-h/RIMG1714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352333537344236642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdO_ozQLGI/AAAAAAAAA_4/_WJP6SJGijY/s320/RIMG1714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdO_5iY5RI/AAAAAAAABAA/PgG9g_dVh6c/s1600-h/RIMG1717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352333541836907794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdO_5iY5RI/AAAAAAAABAA/PgG9g_dVh6c/s320/RIMG1717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdPAYedaqI/AAAAAAAABAI/9iKgF_AOomc/s1600-h/RIMG1719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352333550141926050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdPAYedaqI/AAAAAAAABAI/9iKgF_AOomc/s320/RIMG1719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdPApZciHI/AAAAAAAABAQ/9glz-gtd2x0/s1600-h/RIMG1723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352333554684299378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdPApZciHI/AAAAAAAABAQ/9glz-gtd2x0/s320/RIMG1723.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdPBDDDNGI/AAAAAAAABAY/zz4KeDXCgtw/s1600-h/RIMG1724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352333561569686626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdPBDDDNGI/AAAAAAAABAY/zz4KeDXCgtw/s320/RIMG1724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Grace Family Day at the Singapore Flyer (1 May)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdR7xQ12GI/AAAAAAAABAg/Ytpk15sVb9I/s1600-h/P1020039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352336769431230562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdR7xQ12GI/AAAAAAAABAg/Ytpk15sVb9I/s320/P1020039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdR8L1ThkI/AAAAAAAABAo/1wdOVtuVbt8/s1600-h/P1020041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352336776563492418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdR8L1ThkI/AAAAAAAABAo/1wdOVtuVbt8/s320/P1020041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdR8eyAw6I/AAAAAAAABAw/-PTtyZio6Mk/s1600-h/P1020043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352336781649953698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdR8eyAw6I/AAAAAAAABAw/-PTtyZio6Mk/s320/P1020043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdR83Xm1QI/AAAAAAAABA4/ltCsyGVckv8/s1600-h/P1020048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352336788250088706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdR83Xm1QI/AAAAAAAABA4/ltCsyGVckv8/s320/P1020048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdR9GmK60I/AAAAAAAABBA/M1JYnud5hfs/s1600-h/P1020049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352336792337705794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdR9GmK60I/AAAAAAAABBA/M1JYnud5hfs/s320/P1020049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdU9JpDvPI/AAAAAAAABBI/yTU_gkQ5QJY/s1600-h/P1020051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352340091690007794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdU9JpDvPI/AAAAAAAABBI/yTU_gkQ5QJY/s320/P1020051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdU9XmuBNI/AAAAAAAABBQ/lICyuKzdqmA/s1600-h/P1020060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352340095438292178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdU9XmuBNI/AAAAAAAABBQ/lICyuKzdqmA/s320/P1020060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Marianne's Confirmation! (3 May)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdWZFoL-7I/AAAAAAAABBY/M_nbMu-erWM/s1600-h/RIMG1737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352341671160576946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdWZFoL-7I/AAAAAAAABBY/M_nbMu-erWM/s320/RIMG1737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;That's Marianne Elizabeth Ng getting connfirmed. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdWZSkyq6I/AAAAAAAABBg/pS44JGrzZJY/s1600-h/RIMG1743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352341674635996066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdWZSkyq6I/AAAAAAAABBg/pS44JGrzZJY/s320/RIMG1743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gifts from the Farewell Party (29 May)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skdi6Pl71TI/AAAAAAAABCw/iMwwRfI2UwE/s1600-h/P1020099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352355434910700850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skdi6Pl71TI/AAAAAAAABCw/iMwwRfI2UwE/s320/P1020099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skdi6SoiyZI/AAAAAAAABC4/G3qSBmDNLOY/s1600-h/P1020102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352355435726948754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skdi6SoiyZI/AAAAAAAABC4/G3qSBmDNLOY/s320/P1020102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skdi6sylRQI/AAAAAAAABDA/CyEuCGNKHY0/s1600-h/RIMG1812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352355442748376322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skdi6sylRQI/AAAAAAAABDA/CyEuCGNKHY0/s320/RIMG1812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skdi7KKMP4I/AAAAAAAABDI/6MKtAoObxZg/s1600-h/RIMG1814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352355450632028034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skdi7KKMP4I/AAAAAAAABDI/6MKtAoObxZg/s320/RIMG1814.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Thank you so much Sheyl Tan, Qian Wei, Dian and Sheryl Wee! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Joe's Birthday Celebration (29 May)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdXc9n3s-I/AAAAAAAABBw/6p2erdI3hZw/s1600-h/P1020081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352342837242868706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdXc9n3s-I/AAAAAAAABBw/6p2erdI3hZw/s320/P1020081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdXcrPXK8I/AAAAAAAABBo/jbwwr_pmPjA/s1600-h/P1020084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352342832308235202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdXcrPXK8I/AAAAAAAABBo/jbwwr_pmPjA/s320/P1020084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Such pretty cakes right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mugging Session at Natalie's (16 June)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skda6_VcnQI/AAAAAAAABCI/qz1XwhJzuXU/s1600-h/RIMG1756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352346651633425666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skda6_VcnQI/AAAAAAAABCI/qz1XwhJzuXU/s320/RIMG1756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Unfortunately I've no other pictures from the other 3 sessions. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Randoms which I won't bother giving dates for&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skdcg-aYTnI/AAAAAAAABCg/6YZe2JwYu4k/s1600-h/P1010884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352348403732336242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skdcg-aYTnI/AAAAAAAABCg/6YZe2JwYu4k/s320/P1010884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Hi Gina! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdcgmtFJ7I/AAAAAAAABCY/56NledSYjrY/s1600-h/RIMG1748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352348397368321970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdcgmtFJ7I/AAAAAAAABCY/56NledSYjrY/s320/RIMG1748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Heehee I burnt my paper during the gas tests for Chemistry. See the brown part?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skda5wvIkbI/AAAAAAAABB4/WDLn_xIGC-4/s1600-h/RIMG1762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352346630534762930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/Skda5wvIkbI/AAAAAAAABB4/WDLn_xIGC-4/s320/RIMG1762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I cheated to get this lah, cause I had to delete a couple of SMSes in between. But this is cool right! (: (All the zooples are in that row by the way.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdcgNvFziI/AAAAAAAABCQ/WgaLrCqE9ZI/s1600-h/RIMG1746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352348390665866786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkdcgNvFziI/AAAAAAAABCQ/WgaLrCqE9ZI/s320/RIMG1746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I wrote this on the back of my Chemistry TYS during Chem remedial last year. Let's all bear this (it reads "We will ace Chem. Somehow. :D" by the way,) in mind as the new term starts, k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;All the best for semester 2 ladies. Love you all.&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/36741731-7421737920324176828?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/7421737920324176828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=7421737920324176828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/7421737920324176828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/7421737920324176828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-half-of-2009-picture-essay.html' title='First Half of 2009 Picture Essay'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SkcXVr5wSQI/AAAAAAAAA1A/ia_8Tga5sDo/s72-c/P1010557.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-5045621089316985765</id><published>2009-06-27T01:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T01:46:04.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>June's a Whiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Wait let me finish singing along to &lt;i&gt;Kekatu&lt;/i&gt; first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;HAHAHA okay I'm done. I'm... feeling a little blah about how I can't even remember how to sing some parts of the SYF songs I sang just 2 months ago. :( 2 MONTHS ago. Okay anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;As you can see, I'm back online! Had to chiong the testimonial thing by yesterday, so I had to come on. Did the whole thing in about an hour, and submitted it about five minutes past midnight. (Please don't call my name at assembly for that?? Actually I know they won't lah.) Pretty pleased with myself, cause I didn't think I'd get it done in perhaps even two hours prior to starting, so yaye me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I've completed about 71.1% of my homework, and I'm quite happy about it. Maybe cause it's like, if this were a subject, I'd get an A2. :DDD But nooooo I shouldn't be so happy lah, cause it seems like quite a number of people finished EVERYTHING already. Like Tiff finished it last Monday or something?? o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Anyhow. This holiday has been pretty okay I guess. Had 4 study sessions with the Zoo at Nat's, Shah's, Pam's and my place. Laughed a lot a lot. Unfortunately I didn't study/mug as much?? But expected lah. I just wish we could get flat tummies from laughing. I mean, who wouldn't want that right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Gah mood just got spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I just wanted to be as un-late as possible lah please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;SigheventuallyIknowit'dstillbemyfaultlahsoifyoueverseethispleasedon'tkillme. Good night.&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/36741731-5045621089316985765?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/5045621089316985765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=5045621089316985765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/5045621089316985765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/5045621089316985765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2009/06/junes-whiz.html' title='June&apos;s a Whiz'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-5942579160734111278</id><published>2009-06-08T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T22:59:32.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last post for 8 June</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Yes and oh no I'm still here. : /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Gina I assume you've read that post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay I better go for real. I'm done with all the online stuff I needa do today, and I'm pretty sure I stink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Hold your noses yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Night ladies.&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/36741731-5942579160734111278?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/5942579160734111278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=5942579160734111278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/5942579160734111278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/5942579160734111278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-post-for-8-june.html' title='Last post for 8 June'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-6689548023387332678</id><published>2009-06-08T20:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T20:25:33.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It don't feel like the holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;NO ONE'S TAGGING! ): -coughcough-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Gosh I dreamt weird dreams yesterday. I dreamt I was late for school. Then I sprang up from the floor (that's where I was napping, see) and scurried over to the phone. Gradually dawned upon me that it was Sunday afternoon, still. -.- If that's what a DC does to you, then I must admit cleaning classrooms as a penalty works in mysterious ways. Or perhaps it's just the goody-two-shoes in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;The opening notes of Katy Perry's &lt;i&gt;Thinking of You&lt;/i&gt; (for lack of a better word) whacked me the first time I listened to it on Youtube just now. Neigh I hope it's not some weird subconscious reaction or something. I thought... Ahh nevermindwhatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;So it's the &lt;i&gt;holidays&lt;/i&gt; now, and I've been going for supplementary lessons the past 4 days (inclusive of today). It DOES NOT feel like a school holiday if you go in at the normal time and leave at 5+/6+, I tell you. I mean yah lah I'm staying back with Pam And Shah (who're very entertaining) VOLUNTARILY, but you see, if in the first place we didn't have to go back during the holidays, it'd feel More like a holiday. Err you get what I mean right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Messed up TJ audition big time last Tuesday. Going for MJ audition on Friday. Just trying my luck, kinda. But I DO want to get into MJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;You know how kinda )(*&amp;^%$£"! it feels to be happy over the simple fact that you upsized your meal at Macs and got a free purple glass because it feels like that's the easiest thing you've achieved in recent times? (cause you don't work for a free glass, you simply pay 50 cents to upsize a meal. Just goes to show how accomplished I feel school work-wise these days.) That said, good job all my fellow workers on Project Purple Cup (as christened by Elsa)- Pam, Sa and Shah. We talked, laughed, squashed fries to de-oil them, walked back to school (yes, from Parkway!) because we felt guilty and/or fat and stank together after the walk. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;ByTheWay congrats to Sa Chan for topping the level in English and Tiff, in (English) Literature. Also to Fiona, Pam, Shah, Si Jia and (I think) Farah for the improvement by 1 MSG thing. You guys totally deserve it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Today was pretty pleasant. I just wish I didn't sleep at 3am this morning, fall asleep in class and stone so much with Pam, Shah and Si Jia after school. NE survey (it's actually a game) was mighty fun. Just wish I could complete it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Random note- Deborah, focusfocusfocus, on the &lt;i&gt;right&lt;/i&gt; things please. You almost made a half-step forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;K lah better end here. Going online has a weird way of sapping your energy without your realising it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Good evening/night darlings.&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/36741731-6689548023387332678?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/6689548023387332678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=6689548023387332678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/6689548023387332678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/6689548023387332678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-dont-feel-like-holidays.html' title='It don&apos;t feel like the holidays'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-5557032120602085595</id><published>2009-05-27T21:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T22:07:02.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MYE 2009 Comments</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA MYEs AH. I did as well as I usually do. Which is, not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I gotta get the engine going for Prelims pronto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Good job Elsa and Fiona on the new records set. Keep up the good work!&lt;br /&gt;Mare don't be too disappointed; this term just happens to be particularly bad one. I know you're capable of much better stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Yaye 4e2, I think we did quite well for Combined Humanities right? Plus improvements for E Math. :) We'll jia you for ChemisTRY together okay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;If anyone out there's fed up/upset with any part of their grades, just keep in mind that the O's will matter most eventually. So don't fret too much over the MYEs k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eek PLEASE get off my case already lah.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Visiting the Choir looks likely to become a habit for me. It's become such a great part of my routine in my 3 years and (almost) 5 months here, so now that I'm out, I just have to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I love you honeybunnies.&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/36741731-5557032120602085595?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/5557032120602085595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=5557032120602085595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/5557032120602085595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/5557032120602085595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2009/05/mye-2009-comments.html' title='MYE 2009 Comments'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-5355790178942346223</id><published>2009-05-15T13:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:52:08.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Less Than 100 Question-Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Edited 2253h!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I'm done with E-learning! :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;So I'm stealing a quiz from Gina. (COUGH I CAN'T HIGHLIGHT ANYTHING ON YOUR BLOG SO I ACTUALLY HAVE TO TYPE IT OUT. Silly dongdong you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;1. One of your scars, how did you get it?&lt;br /&gt;I scratched out a pimple. Gross I know.&lt;br /&gt;2. What is on the walls in your room?&lt;br /&gt;PAINT. Duh. And the photo collage from Mare. (thank you Mare I love you many)&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you snore, grind your teeth or talk in your sleep?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. But I hope not. And probably not.&lt;br /&gt;4. What type of music do you listen to?&lt;br /&gt;What they play on 987fm? And sometimes what friends recommend too. Choir songs. Classical. Oldies. Aiyah whatever lah.&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you know what time you were born?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I think so. 0355 hours? Fab timing huh.&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you want more than anything right now?&lt;br /&gt;For my lunch, utensils and a piece of tissue paper to walk to me so I don't have to get up from my chair.&lt;br /&gt;7. What do you miss?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing currently.&lt;br /&gt;8. What is your most prized possesion(s)?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know... Most of what's in my room? Not the textbooks certainly though.&lt;br /&gt;9. How tall are you?&lt;br /&gt;About 162. D: Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you get claustrophobic?&lt;br /&gt;Nah.&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you get scared in the dark?&lt;br /&gt;Yes sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;12. The last person to make you cry?&lt;br /&gt;ME. Cause I earned myself a DC. (Not that I'm proud of it) &lt;br /&gt;13. What is your favourite perfume for a girl?&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T KNOW LAH.&lt;br /&gt;14. What kind of hair/eye colour do you like on the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;Dark brown hair? I'm too lazy to think lah. Just not some scary, jarring dyed colour.&lt;br /&gt;15. Where can you see yourself being proposed to?&lt;br /&gt;Top of Mount Faber? ERR. I don't know lah that place just popped into my head.&lt;br /&gt;16. Coffee or energy drink?&lt;br /&gt;Er I haven't tried red bull, so neither?&lt;br /&gt;17. What's your favourite pizza topping?&lt;br /&gt;No favourites, cause I like everything! HAHAHA. Just not olives or tuna though. &lt;br /&gt;18. If you can eat anything right now, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;The lunch that's waiting for me on the kitchen table. I'm a person of &lt;i&gt;simple&lt;/i&gt; tastes.&lt;br /&gt;20. Have you ever eaten a goldfish?&lt;br /&gt;No, and I don't intend to.&lt;br /&gt;21. What was the first meaningful gift you received?&lt;br /&gt;Naw too lazy to think.&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you like anybody?&lt;br /&gt;Kind of? Am I intepreting this correctly??&lt;br /&gt;23. Are you double-jointed?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;24. Favourite clothing brand?&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you have a pet right now?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;27. What kind is it?&lt;br /&gt;N.A.&lt;br /&gt;28. Would you fall in love knowing that the person is leaving?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it's possible.&lt;br /&gt;29. What is the best way to tell someone how much they mean to you?&lt;br /&gt;Just say lah! Or write. Whatever you feel is the best way to get your meassage across.&lt;br /&gt;30. Say a number from one to hundred.&lt;br /&gt;28!&lt;br /&gt;31. Blondes or brunettes?&lt;br /&gt;Huh anything lah.&lt;br /&gt;32. What is the one number you call most often?&lt;br /&gt;My mum's I guess?&lt;br /&gt;33. What annoys you most?&lt;br /&gt;Ohh many things. I'm too lazy to type.&lt;br /&gt;34. Have you ever been out of the USA?&lt;br /&gt;Not possible. I live in Asia.&lt;br /&gt;35. Your weaknesses?&lt;br /&gt;Being overly self-concious and worrying too much.&lt;br /&gt;36. Met anyone famous?&lt;br /&gt;Yep sure thing.&lt;br /&gt;37. First job?&lt;br /&gt;Student??&lt;br /&gt;38. Ever done a prank call?&lt;br /&gt;Nah I don't think so. I'll just burst out laughing.&lt;br /&gt;40. What were you doing before filling this out?&lt;br /&gt;E-learning.&lt;br /&gt;41. Have you ever had surgery?&lt;br /&gt;No. I'm a healthy kid. :)&lt;br /&gt;42. What do you get complimented about most?&lt;br /&gt;Err a bit weird to say here right.&lt;br /&gt;43. Have you ever had braces?&lt;br /&gt;NO! But I want!&lt;br /&gt;44. What do you want for your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;Err ask me again next year.&lt;br /&gt;45. How many kids do you want?&lt;br /&gt;2 I guess?&lt;br /&gt;46. Were you named after anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;47. Do you wish on stars?&lt;br /&gt;How do you wish on stars?&lt;br /&gt;49. What kind of shampoo do you use?&lt;br /&gt;I think the kind for dry hair? Aiyah too lazy to go and check lah.&lt;br /&gt;50. Do you like your handwriting?&lt;br /&gt;Yes sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;51. What's your favourite lunch meat?&lt;br /&gt;Anything?&lt;br /&gt;52. Any bad habits?&lt;br /&gt;Yes definitely.&lt;br /&gt;53. What CD are you most embarrassed to have on your shelf?&lt;br /&gt;Do I have one? Yeah probably. Again, I'm too lazy to think.&lt;br /&gt;54. If you were another person, would you make friends with you?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps? Maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;56. Do looks matter?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;57. How do you release anger?&lt;br /&gt;Write emo things, complain, talk to myself (but not for hours on end lah) and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;58. Where is your second home?&lt;br /&gt;School?&lt;br /&gt;60. What was your favourite toy as a child?&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember!&lt;br /&gt;61. How many numbers are there in your cellphone?&lt;br /&gt;168?&lt;br /&gt;62. Were you a fan of Barney as a child?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Maybe that's why I love purple so much and wear a green pinafore now.&lt;br /&gt;63. Do you use sarcasm?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;64. Mashed potatoes or macaroni and cheese?&lt;br /&gt;BOTH. No lah actually the spuds trump the macaroni.&lt;br /&gt;65. What do you look for in a guy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;Personality and compatability...?&lt;br /&gt;66. What are your nicknames?&lt;br /&gt;Deb, Debz, bra, z-cup... I just thought about it and it seems like I was born in a lingerie shop rather than a hospital huh.&lt;br /&gt;67. What's your favourite band/singer?&lt;br /&gt;None?&lt;br /&gt;68. What's your favourite tv show?&lt;br /&gt;None currently, but when Singapore Idol comes out, that'll be it.&lt;br /&gt;69. What was your ACT SAT score?&lt;br /&gt;N.A. cause I haven't done it.&lt;br /&gt;70. What's your favourite ice cream flavour?&lt;br /&gt;I like almost everything. With the exception of rum &amp; raisin and minty stuff.&lt;br /&gt;71. Do you have all your fingers and toes?&lt;br /&gt;Most certainly yes.&lt;br /&gt;72. When was the last time you worked out?&lt;br /&gt;Err during the last PE lesson? :P&lt;br /&gt;73. Did you notice there was no #19, 39, 48, 55, 59?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, because I read Gina's answer, actually checked through, and had to type this whole silly thing out.&lt;br /&gt;74. What's the fastest you've gone in a car?&lt;br /&gt;N.A., because I can't drive yet.&lt;br /&gt;75. Do you want everyone to answer these questions?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah if they're up to it.&lt;br /&gt;76. what are you listening to?&lt;br /&gt;The whirring of the CPU?&lt;br /&gt;77. What's the last thing you drank?&lt;br /&gt;Milk.&lt;br /&gt;78. Last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;Wendy.&lt;br /&gt;79. The first thing you notice in the opposite/same sex?&lt;br /&gt;Body language if I see first?&lt;br /&gt;80. Favourite thought provoking song?&lt;br /&gt;No favourites. Any song that catches me in the suitable mood will make me think though.&lt;br /&gt;81. Favourite thing to hate?&lt;br /&gt;The mean stuff people do...? I guess. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;82. Favourite month of the year?&lt;br /&gt;February!&lt;br /&gt;83. Favourite zodiac sign?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;85. What is your hair clour?&lt;br /&gt;Dark, dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;86. Eye colour?&lt;br /&gt;Dunno. Black I guess? Or dark dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;87. Who are your heroes?&lt;br /&gt;The people who inspire me even in the littlest ways. And the folks I guess.&lt;br /&gt;89. Favourite fast food restaurant?&lt;br /&gt;Mos?&lt;br /&gt;90. You like sushi?&lt;br /&gt;Yep!&lt;br /&gt;91. Last thing you watched?&lt;br /&gt;The starting part of Vanessa Hudgens' &lt;i&gt;Say Okay&lt;/i&gt; music video.&lt;br /&gt;92. Favourite day of the year?&lt;br /&gt;Really happily perfect days?&lt;br /&gt;93. Play any musical instruments?&lt;br /&gt;Certainly.&lt;br /&gt;94. Republican or Democrat?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;95. Kisses or hugs?&lt;br /&gt;I've only been hugged, so I can't say?&lt;br /&gt;96. Relationships or one night stand?&lt;br /&gt;Relationships lah. Obviously. The second one's ... .&lt;br /&gt;97. What was the last thing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;Chips and chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;98. What kind of car do you have?&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a car darling.&lt;br /&gt;99. What book are you reading?&lt;br /&gt;A Midsummer Night's Dream. NEIGH.&lt;br /&gt;100. Describe your love life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Funny.&lt;/s&gt; *squints at you*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I AM FINALLY DONE. And seeing as to how my lunch won't grow legs and walk to me, I shall walk to it instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oh and. HAPPY SWEET SIXTEEN VIVIEN! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;See you later.&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/36741731-5355790178942346223?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/5355790178942346223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=5355790178942346223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/5355790178942346223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/5355790178942346223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2009/05/less-than-100-question-quiz.html' title='The Less Than 100 Question-Quiz'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-3948102385488109412</id><published>2009-05-13T21:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T17:26:49.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Chocolate and Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I HAVE NO MORE SMARTIES, DOVES OR FUDGIE BON BON IN MY FRIDGE. Someone please replenish my chocolate supply. I promise it won't be wasted on me. Some Merci will be nice- I wanna try them. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay that's my ode to chocolate. I think I'm going nuts, no pun intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I spent most of today watching television and doing an E Math worksheet I didn't complete before the exams. Why, you ask? Because (&lt;i&gt;here I go again&lt;/i&gt;) I know how screwed my Mid-Years are. I was thinking of asking the folks to spare me the lectures when I get my results, because what's done is done, and really there's not gonna be anything new to hear in those lectures. I'm not trying to be rude, just practical. I mean it's happened so many times already right. So anyway in return, (for lack of a better word/phrase) I'll start mugging again. Or at least start doing all the missing homework; the latter I started yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Before I got down to the Math though, I was playing some Choir songs on the piano, and it brought back memories. Like, remember &lt;i&gt;Amigos Para Siempre&lt;/i&gt; and the President's charity concert thingy at the Esplanade? That was fun. &lt;i&gt;Always With Me&lt;/i&gt;? (whatever the title is in Japanese) I remember Brenda accompanying us on the piano in the foyer. &lt;i&gt;The White Horses&lt;/i&gt;? I can still hear the Sop 1s’ part. I just wish I could actually play AND sing along decently. Another thing to add to the "To Do After O Levels" list there huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ohh baby sing sing sing sing sing sing...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Now, I'm looking forward to the visit to Fiona's with Marianne tomorrow. Movie marathon, online stalking and gossiping. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Bio seemed appealing to study after dinner. Let's hope it'll still be the case when I go up later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;ILOVEYOUFORREADINGTHISBYE.&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/36741731-3948102385488109412?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/3948102385488109412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=3948102385488109412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/3948102385488109412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/3948102385488109412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2009/05/of-chocolate-and-song.html' title='Of Chocolate and Song'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-1589755925485693399</id><published>2009-05-09T18:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T20:52:00.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Bye</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;MID YEARS ARE ALMOST OVER, and I'm mighty screwed. The way I'm going, I'm gonna do just 5 subjects for O levels. Okay not possible, but you know what I mean right? Neigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;So now I'm left with History. I hope that'll let me pass my Combined Humanities. Pleasepleaseplease. Someone remind me to do my &lt;i&gt;exam reflections&lt;/i&gt; soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oh and I've made &lt;i&gt;new&lt;/i&gt; friends this week. So happy. :D Thursday's hilarious -study- date with Ayeshah and Khaleedah, as well as Archie-reading and failed-attempt-to-study date with Thahira, Sally, Arra, Asyiqin and Rury. Really glad to have been able to talk to and catch up with this bunch. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay I'm not supposed to be blogging. I'm supposed to do up the song sheets for tomorrow's Cell Worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;In view of that, I'll keep this short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Announcements&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;1. If you're already done with all your papers, well then lucky people I'm so jealous but you deserve it so go all out and celebrate. Mare please take it easy this week okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;2. If you don't fall into that category, then, jiayou! It's just ONE more paper. That's nothing compared to this week, init.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;3. BATTTTTTTTTT! See you on &lt;s&gt;Monday&lt;/s&gt; Tuesday. :) I'll be really happy to see you back in class. Give me your blog address so I can visit and link okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;4. I love you best friend. A lot and always. Let's get out of this daze together k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Bye ladieees.&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/36741731-1589755925485693399?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/1589755925485693399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=1589755925485693399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/1589755925485693399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/1589755925485693399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2009/05/almost-bye.html' title='Almost Bye'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-1464584007871278869</id><published>2009-04-26T01:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T20:55:19.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Edited 10 May 2009! (But I know you won't be able to tell, hahahahaha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I love the word count function on Microsoft Word. Sometimes it frustrates you, but sometimes it doesn't. It's the latter for me now though. (I'm currently doing a zuo wen for tuition that's one month overdue, heh heh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I screwed up the English papers on Wednesday. Megasigh. Now I know I CANNOT SLEEP AT 2 PLUS THE DAY BEFORE A PAPER. Common sense it should be, but common sense is not very common to me I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;This week overall though, has been pretty rockin'. ;D Surprises, suspense and superrrrr things abound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Random- Ms Tong's comments on Monday's performance were so nice, I melted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;At stake for the mid-years:&lt;br /&gt;1. Ice cream (Fiona)&lt;br /&gt;2. A "big hug" (Ms Tong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;HAHAHA. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oh and.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY THAHIRA! (&lt;i&gt;24th&lt;/i&gt;) Thanks for being such a fab gossip partner from the time we were watch and tent mates in OBS till now. You'll get your present on Monday k! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;HAPPY SWEET SIXTEEN APARNA! It was fab sitting next to you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Good night ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;230409(:&lt;/span&gt;&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/36741731-1464584007871278869?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/1464584007871278869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=1464584007871278869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/1464584007871278869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/1464584007871278869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-word-count-function-on-microsoft.html' title=''/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-4005211844256404275</id><published>2009-04-20T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T00:25:09.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>200409 is Joy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;20TH APRIL 2009:&lt;br /&gt;1. HAPPY SWEET SIXTEEN GINA! I love you many many. (:&lt;br /&gt;2. GOLD WITH HONOURSSSSSSSSSS!!! :D:D We're bringing assembly to the courtyard tomorrow, and you can be certain we're gonna scream the school down when they make the announcement. Whoa I tell you ah, we emoted the song like never before. ("My hair was standing when you all sang &lt;i&gt;Itsuki&lt;/i&gt;"- Mrs Foo and "Whoa this Ruth ah, moved so much, gave me a lot of pressure"- Vivien) And we were definitely not as sharp as during the practice. Although we still eventually were, but... Yah lah. So basically this is what happened. Mrs Foo (who is supposed to give us the results) is upstairs with a few girls, while the rest of the choir is assembled at the foyer. Suddenly, we hear people screaming. And some (like me) go "huh huh gold with honours??" and eventually you have a foyer full of screaming, jumping, hugging and escatic girls. AHHHHHHHHHH OH MY GOSH! I tell you, it was madness. I think I even jumped on my precious white bag please. And I didn't even bother to finish removing my make-up properly. (I unknowingly went home with smudged eyeliner oh joy) This is really incredible. I left the stage almost in tears (I have no idea why), was hysterical while gripping Dian's hand down the steps at VCH and couldn't stop wondering if we were really okay on stage. Though I figured that we more or less were, because Ms Lim didn't seem pissed at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I AM SO HAPPYYYYYYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Kudos and bouqets and hugs and love to everyone who made this possible- Ms Lim, Ms Chai, Ms Yin, Ms Tong, Mrs Foo, Mrs Chua, US (duh goes without saying right), Mrs Lim, Mrs Chia, Mrs Tan, Ms Terry (thank you for coming down!), Dian's dad, the Choir seniors (classes of '06, '07 and '08) and all the current TKGians who supported, believed in us, wished us well, bought us stuff and will share in our joy, supportive folks and siblings and God. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I now have a better idea of what to write in the notes I meant to (but didn't give) give you guys today. I just wish I could help to inspire you a little with a note BEFORE SYF. But nevermind. I'm happy, you're happy, TKGS is happy. (Ahem ahem holiday for fab CCA achievements this year please)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Monday, 20th April 2009 is a massive massive joy for more reasons than one. I hope you can share in my joy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;P/s: Happy sweet sixteen Avryl! Me still remembers. :D God bless!&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/36741731-4005211844256404275?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/4005211844256404275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=4005211844256404275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/4005211844256404275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/4005211844256404275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2009/04/200409-is-joy.html' title='200409 is Joy!'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-3707213767617785868</id><published>2009-04-07T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T21:04:33.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love You Grandaunt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;This wouldn't have been possible without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SdtNhj9zfUI/AAAAAAAAA04/oqrKzZ_FYbs/s1600-h/P1010877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321932623653862722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SdtNhj9zfUI/AAAAAAAAA04/oqrKzZ_FYbs/s320/P1010877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Thank you so very very very much grandaunt, for everything you gave us. I love you lots. R.I.P..&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/36741731-3707213767617785868?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/3707213767617785868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=3707213767617785868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/3707213767617785868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/3707213767617785868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-you-grandaunt.html' title='I Love You Grandaunt'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SdtNhj9zfUI/AAAAAAAAA04/oqrKzZ_FYbs/s72-c/P1010877.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-2808419901675467827</id><published>2009-03-18T01:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T02:00:00.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On 17th March 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;HELLO. I HEART SHERLYN'S BLOG. It never fails to make me laugh out loud, even at times like these. *Owl hoots in distance* MJ seems like a nice place to be, except my current L1R5 is not gonna let me anywhere near it. Let's see if I abandon my plans for XXJC now. (Don't ask.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Yesterday was an okay day I guess. Met Wendy, Xin Yi and Ju Ih late, had lunch (courtesy of Wendy's mum; thank you aunty!), walked around at the mall right next to Chinatown MRT station, went for tuition, met Wendy, went to Wendy's and came back. Had dinner, talked to mummy dearest, went looking for my SD card, found Chin's letter (finally!), got told the SD card was on the table (left by yours truly no less)... And got online. I happily forgot to fold the whole basket of clothes in my room. And that my original intent of coming online was to send the email for the "Serve the Church" thingy although the project has already started and I was supposed to send it in by Sunday. -.- Neigh WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oh my pumps (well actually only the right side) kinda fell apart. Thankfully I was almost at Mdm Liu's, so I didn't have to walk too far with it. And Mdm Liu lent me a pair of shoes! Yaye thank you so so much. :) (Actually doing homework on time has its priveleges)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;OHH. I didn't mention it here, did I. I'm currently in the SYF group, though if they do remember to audition the people deemed as not knowing the songs well enough, I'll probably have to go for that audition. Well I've learnt much from all the auditions, and &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; (I can't remember which) week honestly. I just hope I remember the lessons learnt, that it'll somehow be ingrained in me forever. Cause it takes a LOT for me to remember something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;There's choir later! At Chung Cheng High (Main) no less. I'm glad I'll be seeing my friends again. It feels like I haven't seen them for ages. Anyhow, this is the week where we'll be going to various schools for practice/workshops, so I really  hope we don't screw up. Better go look through the scores later. I hope I remember man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Randommmm note, but I dig Farah's blog too. It's hilarious; you should go check it out for yourself. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I love James Morrison and Nelly Furtado's &lt;i&gt;Broken Strings&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You can't feel anything&lt;br /&gt;That your heart don't want to feel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so true. Not just in the touchy-feely sense, but everything else as well. Or is it? Aiyah I don't know lah. Too lazy to think now. I just really like the lyrics of the song. Go google it yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Yet another random note- Ayeshah I hope your lips are much better now! And that everything's fine and dandy in NP camp right now; that the worst-case scenarios or whatever worries you may have had about the camp haven't and will not come true. Lub you my dear Ant. (: Looking forward to catching up with you when school reopens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;You know whattttt. I need to learn to stop getting so excited about finishing one piece of homework when I have 10 pieces more to go. People talk about rewarding yourself for little accomplishments along the way, but I think I've really taken it overboard. Sigh. Why am I so weird huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Anyhows I better go. Hope you haven't been too bored by the whole long post. I just felt like writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;XOXO&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/36741731-2808419901675467827?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/2808419901675467827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=2808419901675467827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/2808419901675467827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/2808419901675467827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2009/03/on-17th-march-2009.html' title='On 17th March 2009'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-1200758084198627708</id><published>2009-03-10T01:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T01:26:42.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brief</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;THANK YOU FOR ALL THE WISHES, SMSES, GIFTS, CARDS, PLANS and whatnot. I love you all baby bamboozles many. (: I'd have listed everything and everyone individually, but I'm much too lazy for that so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oh and &lt;u&gt;HAPPY BELATED 17TH JIA MIN!&lt;/u&gt; You get this because you're the most rockin' senior ever. Thanks for being there for us in so many ways; for being not just an SL or senior, but a friend too. I LOVE YOU &amp; WO AI NI! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;You know, I never really realise my hair when it is long. I only realise it when I decide to cut it, because suddenly I realise "Eh?? My hair is short now!" I say this because I was looking at Hannah's old blog. The pictures from OBS, to be exact. I saw myself in it, and realised my hair was pretty long then. (Oh by the way I HEART OBS, and won't mind going back anytime(: ) Back to the point; I intend to grow out my bangs, but can't decide what to do with the rest of my hair. Grow it, or cut it to what I had at around this time last year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Give me your opinions please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oh, and it's really nice to be remembered milessssssssss away. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I'm sorry for the crappy post. Time constraint lah. I've overstayed online.&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/36741731-1200758084198627708?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/1200758084198627708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=1200758084198627708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/1200758084198627708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/1200758084198627708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2009/03/brief.html' title='Brief'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-4675840523199077827</id><published>2009-02-21T20:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T21:55:22.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S FEBRUARY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;AHEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Wishlist.&lt;br /&gt;1. Dates. I'll be free from 2+ onwards on Saturday. Or maybe earlier. Check with me again. I'm currently dateless.&lt;br /&gt;2. 10 000 000 hugs the day before and itself.&lt;br /&gt;3. A non screwed-up, decent performance for the choir gathering at Hwa Chong.&lt;br /&gt;4. Beach outing at the jetty/breakwater to watch the sunset. (Since there's no way I can watch the sunrise in my sleep.)&lt;br /&gt;5. Midnight SMSes.&lt;br /&gt;6. Not too much homework that weekend, please. &lt;br /&gt;7. PURPLE things yo. Earrings perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;8. Nice, induces-heart-to-melt-into-a-gooey-mess letters or notes.&lt;br /&gt;9. A pocket-size comb? HAHAHA. Cause four teeth have fallen off my current purple one. :(&lt;br /&gt;10. A thin black hairband. Thy bangs annoy occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;11. Literature guidebook for To Kill A Mockingbird or A Midsummer's Night Dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I feel so ego doing this. (But I'm making you life easier okay!) But do note I appreciate anything heartfelt. So don't go banging your head if you've already gotten something, haha. Okay okay I better stop. I really really feel ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Updates.&lt;br /&gt;1. I retained Higher Chinese and am stunned at the tsunami of homework that has resulted.&lt;br /&gt;2. I dropped A Math. So now I go for extra E Math lessons during A Math periods with Ms Ong and a bunch of really funny 4E5 people, as well as -new- friends Iffa and Jesslyn of course.&lt;br /&gt;3. I failed the first audition for SYF.&lt;br /&gt;4. I screwed up the second audition today. &lt;br /&gt;5. And I'll only know the results of today's audition on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;6. Be careful, my heart may just plop out of me before that. It won't be a pretty sight then.&lt;br /&gt;7. Choir's stressful.&lt;br /&gt;8. I should have taken note of that "The wind whips the spray..." entrance. NEIGH.&lt;br /&gt;9. I PASSED E MATH AND BIO OVERALL! Yaye me.&lt;br /&gt;10. The &lt;s&gt;revenge&lt;/s&gt; return of the seniors! Last frieday it was Jinli and Ruby. Yesterday  it was Victoria and Jinli. Today it was Jia Min. I lunched with the grand-grand seniors yesterday. And hugged Jia Min twice today. It doesn't feel like she's no longer in TKGS, honestly. Oh and Jia Min has a nice, new, thick and fun calculator. :) Cool bananas. Was really happy to see you all!&lt;br /&gt;11. Oh and thank you for all the Valentine's Day gifts yo! Especially to those who left your gifts anonymously.&lt;br /&gt;12. COMMONWEALTH ESSAY. Sigh. I still haven't done it. D: And Mrs Loe returned the essays to the class last week!&lt;br /&gt;13. Oh. The affirmation notes. AHH. I've at least... 10 more to write? AHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;14. I can't decide if I should watch Slumdog Millionaire. Cause of the apparent measely amounts they paid the actors. I brought this up to my mum, and she was like "you should boycott it!" I said "oh yah hor!".&lt;br /&gt;15. Oh and random. But thank you Yu Han and Dian for today. (though I don't think you'll see this, haha.)&lt;br /&gt;16. I'm almost 16! This equals no more feeling sad and helpless when I see a movie's been rated NC16. Like when I wanted to watch Juno last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I better go. Look out for the next post... In March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&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/36741731-4675840523199077827?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/4675840523199077827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=4675840523199077827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/4675840523199077827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/4675840523199077827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-february.html' title='IT&apos;S FEBRUARY!'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-6755149133981298631</id><published>2009-01-25T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T01:30:46.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I finally blogged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;HEYYO! First post of 2009. O: Anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;TEN THINGS. (My mum wants me to get off ASAP, see)&lt;br /&gt;1. My parents have almost successfully persuaded me to drop Higher Chinese. Goodbye 2 bonus points (if I actually work hard) and Mdm Chee (I love her she's so funny and is some sort of a role model to me), should Express Chinese become a reality for me. For me, it (Higher Chinese) started with a band 1, continued with a Merit, and ended with a C5 (and a rather er, useless Dictinction for Oral/Aural). Those were the -passports- to my 5 years of doing Higher Chinese. But I thank all the Chinese Teachers and tuition teachers who've taught me.&lt;br /&gt;2. Oh and thank you to everyone who has put up with my PMSiness and what-subject-to-drop dilemma this week. Heh sorry ah.&lt;br /&gt;3. Went for tuition yesterday, and Mrs Law gave me an ang bao. Totally unexpected, but thanks! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;4. Oh and my correction tape's at Mrs Law's. I think she forgot to return it to me at the end of the lesson. (She took it from me because she noticed I use tons of that thing, and wanted me to "get it right the first time round!")&lt;br /&gt;5. I'M GONNA GET MAIL!! Hahaha. :D I can hardlyyyyy wait.&lt;br /&gt;6. I talked to Abigail on the phone for 1+ hour yesterday while discussing today's worship! Enjoyed it thoroughly. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Gah fine. Just 6 points. &lt;i&gt;(At least I blogged okay!)&lt;/i&gt; In case I don't go online before Chinese New Year, ZHU DA JIA XIN NIAN KUAI LE, BU BU GAO SHENG, SHEN TI JIAN KANG! (that's wishing everyone happy new year, improvement and good health) :):):) Special shout-outs to those who ain't in Singapore: Dorothy and Mabel Gugu and Mrs Lee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;A thousand moles of love to one and all! (I think I love Chem, seeing as to how it has infiltrated even daily conversation occasionally.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;P/s- Ayeshah get well soon.&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/36741731-6755149133981298631?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/6755149133981298631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=6755149133981298631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/6755149133981298631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/6755149133981298631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-finally-blogged.html' title='I finally blogged!'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-7143524620284268180</id><published>2008-12-31T21:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T01:35:20.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In between the 2nd and 31st</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;It's been like, 29 days since I last blogged?? :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;In between then and now, I&lt;br /&gt;1. Went to Hong Kong. Victoria Peak, Disneyland, Ocean Park, Macau, Airport.&lt;br /&gt;2. Attended Rhema Conference 2008. Was an usher with 3 other Deborahs. See below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SVudiN0_kGI/AAAAAAAAA0M/vfKvCI0-_IQ/s1600-h/RIMG1685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SVudiN0_kGI/AAAAAAAAA0M/vfKvCI0-_IQ/s320/RIMG1685.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285991798802452578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deborah Lock, Tay, Liu, Goh. Ooh we rock. :D&lt;br /&gt;3. Went out a couple times. Once with Dorcas, once with most of P.O.G, and once with Ayeshah, Fiona and Nat.&lt;br /&gt;4. Homework lor. Though I'm only 15/28 way through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Sigh.&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/36741731-7143524620284268180?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/7143524620284268180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=7143524620284268180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/7143524620284268180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/7143524620284268180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-been-like-29-days-since-i-last.html' title='In between the 2nd and 31st'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SVudiN0_kGI/AAAAAAAAA0M/vfKvCI0-_IQ/s72-c/RIMG1685.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-7167297092083104632</id><published>2008-12-02T23:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T21:57:55.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deborah Lock's 14 Points</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Some random things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;1. Pam and Fiona came over today. Did homework, had lunch, prank-called (unsuccessfully, kinda), called Elsa, looked at pictures, had ice cream, talked, laughed. Fiona and Pam had a lot of fun with &lt;i&gt;Octopsy&lt;/i&gt;. Nat you better come ah next time. If not I'll... Batnap you. :)&lt;br /&gt;2. Had tuition with a new teacher today. She said I can do it (E Math), I just need to practice more. Surprised. Really. And I'm likely to have to go over to her place next time round. (Instead of her coming over) But count your blessings Deb, it's a blessing she even came to teach you. REMEMBER THAT.&lt;br /&gt;3. Goo Goo Dolls' Iris is playing on loop. I have no idea why. Must be that whole movie-playlist thing on 987 last night.&lt;br /&gt;4. I happily volunteered to do ushering for Rhema Conference for the first and last night services. So now I must stop complaining about it. Or making seemingly cynical-although-they're-not-actually-that-way comments about it.&lt;br /&gt;5. I MUST FINISH MY HOLIDAY HOMEWORK, SO I CAN ACTUALLY ATTEMPT TO DO MY MUGGING CATCHING UP. Also so I can go for that regional outing.&lt;br /&gt;6. ElsaC stop daoing me for not being able to see you off on Thursday cause IT IS NOT MY FAULT. I would if I could, but I can't. So there. But I still want a sheep/postcard/letter from New Zealand okay.&lt;br /&gt;7. The Choir thing on Saturday didn't go too well for us. But we will kickass next March. I want to.&lt;br /&gt;8. I seem to be pre-occupied with Q*bert, V-Rally 2 (both are games) and the SMS counter on my phone. :O&lt;br /&gt;9. I'm going to Hong Kong next Monday.&lt;br /&gt;10. I find it amazing that the two cousins who are going with me are still unaware of the trip. (Their folks are keeping them in the dark cause they don't want them to get too excited and/or be unable to focus on the CO competition she's participating in)&lt;br /&gt;11. I should, SHOULD be getting off the comp soon. Once again, I leave without sending or uploading a single one of the ten zillion photos I owe people.&lt;br /&gt;12. I thought I'd have a problem coming up with 10 points in this post. Now I have 12. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;13. Thanks Dorcas and family for hosting last week's sleepover. It was great. (:&lt;br /&gt;14. Jiayou Qi for tomorrow's competition! (Although I know you won't see this in time, or perhaps even ever, but...) And bon voyage to all those going somewhere this holidays- Ayeshah who's already in KL, Elsa to New Zealand, Marianne to Vietnam/Korea, and Jia Min (I think) to Korea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Cool. I have 14 points. Just like Woodrow Wilson! I is the bomb. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;P/s- If you don't know who Woodrow Wilson is, grab a History textbook from the nearest history student (it could be you) and check out chapter 2: Establishing Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Pp/s- No, I haven't been mugging History.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay I know you're sick of me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Bye.&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/36741731-7167297092083104632?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/7167297092083104632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=7167297092083104632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/7167297092083104632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/7167297092083104632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2008/12/deborah-locks-14-points.html' title='Deborah Lock&apos;s 14 Points'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-4299652223792615647</id><published>2008-12-02T23:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T00:16:17.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I WANT TO CAMP IN TKGS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Let me tell you something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I LOVE HEART LOVE HEART LOVE SLEEP-IN CAMPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;And I am absolutely bamboozled that I will never once be able to spend a night in TKGS. Was looking at the pictures of Thahira's PB camp, and I got jealous, because well, I'll never spend a night in TK. )': It's saddening, and I don't care if you don't understand my pain. Perhaps I should get locked in school one day eh? But no lah. Not fun if I don't have any friends with me. I can just imagine Elsa's, Fiona's and Marianne's reactions if I asked them to stay in with me for a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;"YOU CRAZY AH."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Or.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;"You go do it by yourself lah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Or. (worst case scenario, so not likely, but still there's a possibility) "Come, let's ignore Deborah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;D':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;In case I never told you before- &lt;i&gt;Before I came to TKGS, I thought my CCA would either be choir or Guides. I picked Choir, and though I have no regrets joining this crazynoisymusical CCA, I wish it'd have some sort of camp in school. I won't mind having a sleepover farewell party in school next year.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Hinthinthint. (Although I know no one will pick it up, I'm makig myself heard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I'm proud to have been among the first batch of people to have camped at the newly-rennovated St Hilda's Primary in 2003 for the combined UG (Boys' Brigade, Girls' Brigade and Girl Guides) Apple Camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;A chance to camp at TK before it actually undergoes PRIME would be nice too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay lah I think you've had enough of my I-WANT-TO-CAMP-IN-TKGS emo-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;(Thank God for OBS and the Choir Chalet in 2006.)&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/36741731-4299652223792615647?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/4299652223792615647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=4299652223792615647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/4299652223792615647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/4299652223792615647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2008/12/let-me-tell-you-something.html' title='I WANT TO CAMP IN TKGS'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-5193721174303399361</id><published>2008-11-28T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T00:05:11.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15 years and 9 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I just corrected a number of typos from the previous post. D: This (typos) is what happens when you're in a hurry to get offline because someone is nagging, and almost yelling at you at midnight. Though to be fair of course I shouldn't have been online then. (Although I don't honestly feel that way but...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay enough about that already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I HAVE A NASTY RASH ON MY HANDS AND FEET. It's very itchy, and annoying. Woke up at 5+ today scratching away. Took a while to realise what was happening, i.e. I was actually scratching myself in my sleep. Couldn't sleep for a while after that. The cream and oral medicine given by the doctor so far are not working. Hmph. D: It's like, someone dotted me with this pinkish-red marker can. And the ink of that marker is causing some sort of weird reaction. Blah bananas. Fiona, I know you're in the same state, so- LET'S OVERCOME THIS STUPID RASH TOGETHER; JIA YOU! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Sososo. Tomorrow's the Chor Exchange/Friendly Competition at Hwa Chong. :S Need to go check out the meaning of &lt;i&gt;Itsuki&lt;/i&gt; online, since well, it's Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;OHMYGOSH IT'S 12 ALREADY??!? Eeyer. Okay lah better go. Before I wake up late again tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Send us your blessings people; today's practice didn't go too well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay goodnightloveandbye.&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/36741731-5193721174303399361?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/5193721174303399361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=5193721174303399361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/5193721174303399361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/5193721174303399361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2008/11/15-years-and-9-months.html' title='15 years and 9 months'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-4303669373774761200</id><published>2008-11-20T23:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T23:31:29.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just 201108</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Heyya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Let me tell you a story of how I came to the comp with just about one single purpose in mind (check out make-up application techniques cause I hated feeling so helpless not knowing how to use blusher and the likes on Wednesday during the Anniversary Concert full dress rehearsal) but have now checked my 2 email accounts, blog-hopped and tagged, gone on youtube, checked out something on Cbox, and talked to Marianne on MSN, all WITHOUT checking out the make-up stuff. Someone tell me I'm wonderful already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay you know what. Maybe it's simply because I haven't been online for more than a week; consequently, there's a million and one things to go do and check out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Anyway. Been having rehearsals for the 55th Anniversary Concert all this week. I don't really mind though. I've always wanted to perform in a major school concert. (Since I know I don't have a chance to perform in the NDP combined choirs thing anymore, this is the next best) I love this sorta thing, for some reason. Must be the whole &lt;i&gt;Face To Face&lt;/i&gt; thing in 2002. That was the bomb man. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Homework update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Complete reading To Kill A Mockingbird&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;9 Questions on Coordinate Geometry (A Math)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that's horrible, given that &lt;br /&gt;1. Some very hard and fast-working people like Ayeshah and Nat have completed most of the stuff and are left with only the 2 Maths (Ayeshah having Chem as well) -&gt; implication- IT CAN BE DONE DEBORAH, IF YOU REALLY WANT TO&lt;br /&gt;2. I don't work fast. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Lately I realise I want to blog in pictures. BUT I DON'T TAKE ENOUGH PICTURES. -.- Like, I've hardly any pics of all the rehearsals thus far can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;But tomorrow we shall cam-whore! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay. I shall take my leave. Sick of blogging for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;JIA YOU, GOOD LUCK AND ALL THE BEST FOR THE 55TH ANNIVERSARY CONCERT TOMORROW PEOPLE! Give it all you've got. (:&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/36741731-4303669373774761200?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/4303669373774761200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=4303669373774761200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/4303669373774761200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/4303669373774761200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-201108.html' title='Just 201108'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-7178383804977095871</id><published>2008-11-12T12:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T18:05:48.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Primary School Chums...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;On the topic of friends now. Those from primary school to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I realise how much all of you have changed whenever I look at your stuff online- Facebook profiles, blogs, whatever. How our lives only seem to share one common thread now- that of being in the same primary school. (well obvioiusly) It's like, you go check out someone's profile online, and you're surprised to see how the person has changed, looks and attitude wise. Then when you go to the blogs, you see unfamiliar names, unfamiliar situations mentioned. Unless of course, that post is about the twice-yealy meetings during Chinese New Year and Teachers' Day. And even during these meetings, when was the last time we actually met up as an Entire group? I can't remember. It's the whole thing about not frequently keeping in touch, being in sync with what's happening in each other's lives. Which is kinda sad. I mean yeah people move on, but... Okay nevermind. Now even &lt;i&gt;we&lt;/i&gt; don't talk on the phone anymore. I saw you twice this year on CNY and Teachers' Day, but we only exchanged a few words. Occasional SMS convos have turned semi-formal too. I don't think I'm likely to try calling you again, cause, what will we talk about? "How's school?" Aiyah I don't know lah. Feel so mean typing all this. Like, I'm not even trying to keep in close contact, so who am I to say all this??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;But I thank you guys for being a part of my life. Some things which happened the first time in my life, you guys knew about it almost first-hand. So to Avryl, Amanda Cheu, Elizabeth, Germaine, Grace, Li Shan, Priscilla, and (dareIsayit) Eugene, thanks for the memories. I love you guys, and I hope you are happy in whatever schools you are in now, with friends, classes, CCAs, subject combinations and what not. Once again, I thank you for being a part of my life, and I wish you all the best in everything you do. Contact me anytime okay. (:&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/36741731-7178383804977095871?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/7178383804977095871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=7178383804977095871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/7178383804977095871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/7178383804977095871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2008/11/on-primary-school-chums.html' title='On Primary School Chums...'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-2769078696023041442</id><published>2008-11-12T11:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T12:02:06.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Hey there(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Ahh. It's off to choir practice/second gown-fitting session later. :D I want to go to school. You know I woke up yesterday and thought "I want to go to school and see my friends." I mean, they are the best part of school right? All the poking, nonsense-talking and what not. All this makes for fab memories when I graduate in less than a year. D: And apparently, you make the best friends in secondary school. I simply can't imagine where I'd be now if not for all the wonderful people I've gotten to know in these 3 years in TKGS. Like, this year may have been the worst at least academic-wise for me, but I found the best friends ever. So, thank you guys. I think my mum is sick of me telling her what good friends I have in school, HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;So yeah. Holidays have started, and as usual, there are a gazillion and one things to do. Online, I know I owe you people 987654321 photos. Homework-wise- AHH LET'S NOT TALK ABOUT IT BECAUSE I HAVE YET TO START. Choir, well I'm gonna spend a couple hours in the afternoon and evening going for the 55th Anniversary Concert Rehearsals for all the weekdays next week. Thereafter, we have the workshop at Hwa Chong to deal with. I'm still undecided about Rhema. (So far away can!) And I'm supposed to be mugging my butt off this holiday, (8 hours daily, remember??) but so far all I've done is read until about chapter 15 of Mockingbird and finish the Extended Studies homework on Matrices. The latter does not, I repeat DOES NOT even count as holiday homework. I just did it because it's easy to do. Haiya SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay you know what. I shall now attempt to think about how to send you guys the gazillion photos I owe you. Facebook, email (Yahoo or Hotmail, and send as file or photo?) or... Okay you know what. I'm very tempted to just pass around my thumbdrive. Like you know, just upload all of this year's pictures there and get you people to upload as you wish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oh and old news I know, but if you're free now go watch Connie Talbot on youtube. She's amazing, period. I cried watching her singing &lt;i&gt;Somewhere Over the Rainbow&lt;/i&gt; in the audition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;May your holidays be as happy as these rock cakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SRpUA73V1WI/AAAAAAAAApw/AqTre5Pc2bc/s1600-h/RIMG1203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SRpUA73V1WI/AAAAAAAAApw/AqTre5Pc2bc/s320/RIMG1203.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267615089209759074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;See you later babes.&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/36741731-2769078696023041442?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/2769078696023041442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=2769078696023041442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/2769078696023041442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/2769078696023041442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2008/11/holidays.html' title='Holidays!'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SRpUA73V1WI/AAAAAAAAApw/AqTre5Pc2bc/s72-c/RIMG1203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-1422400552549837876</id><published>2008-11-05T22:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T23:14:53.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A bit the emo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;HELLO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;So today, was O LEVEL CHINESE. Which I screwed up. My zuo wen and gong han seem so much shorter than everyone else's. Gong han, only gave 2 suggestions. TWO! Didn't finish the compre in paper 2 either, which is wasted because I actually understood the passage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Lunch with Nat, Farah and her friend later was a blast. We were talking nonsense, laughing and EEE-ing each other the whole way through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Went back to school for the Parent Teacher Conference. Said hi to many people and their accompanying folks. First one okay, second one okay, third one... I'm sorry but I left utterly disappointed. I mean. I almost carried thorugh with this semi-resolution I made, but no when I left the classroom I just had to bust it. And yes, people stared. Honestly, sometimes I can't help but wonder what they are really thinking. Okay I better shut up lest I get into further trouble. Ask if you want, but be prepared for a whole tirade of... Deb nonsense. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;MRS LEEEE WHERE ON EARTH ARE YOU?? I really want you to teach me next year. D: I mean I know it sounds kinda selfish lah. But seriously. !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oh I have Chem SPA tomorrow. Have to get off the comp asap, because I can't afford to screw up yet another O LEVEL PAPER. Bio was bad enough. Ditto Chinese. (And it determines if 3 years of doing Higher Chinese has gone to waste, cause if I don't do well enough for this paper, I'll be made to drop HCL, with no room for negotiation whatsoever. Which will make me jump up and down in rage, cause honestly HCL HASN'T BEEN THE LEAST BIT EASY IN MY THREE YEARS OF LEARNING IT.) Bio... Just have to mug harder lah. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oh I may lock this blog soon. Tell me okay if I inadvertedly leave you out of those invitations. I just find the fact that this blog comes out first when you google deborah lock highly scary. And I know I'm a bit paranoid given that we generally hold high levels of respect for each other's privacy here at home, but I don't want the folks here. So yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I'm going.&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/36741731-1422400552549837876?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/1422400552549837876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=1422400552549837876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/1422400552549837876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/1422400552549837876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2008/11/bit-emo.html' title='A bit the emo.'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-1267398659520857327</id><published>2008-10-30T21:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T20:13:50.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedications?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I MISS BLOGGING, AND THEREFORE I WILL BLOG NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I just went to Thahira's blog. I love her rainbow blogskin. Made me inspired to think about changing my skin to a nice new rainbow-ish one as well can. Hai. Unfortunately, I'm too lazy to do that now. Maybe I will later. Oh and her quiz. THAT question. HAHAHAHAHAHA. :D Thahira I love your funny posts and nonsense. Must talk and gossip a lot one of these days yah! Sooooo much to catch up on. Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Chinese IR is usually massively funny. Thanks to Clara and her "WHOA THAT'S IT AH END OF FRIENDSHIP!!" and all her other statements. Oh and today she wrote this on the back of my foolscap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SQnB_Ze82BI/AAAAAAAAApg/43y26OusY4k/s1600-h/RIMG1198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262950934475757586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SQnB_Ze82BI/AAAAAAAAApg/43y26OusY4k/s320/RIMG1198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do note that while I found this utterly hilarious, it is not true because I certainly do not laugh with humility nor eat with integrity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SQnA0NQX-RI/AAAAAAAAApQ/Fslztz7-pUY/s1600-h/RIMG1199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262949642703206674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SQnA0NQX-RI/AAAAAAAAApQ/Fslztz7-pUY/s320/RIMG1199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;But Clara I got it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;CLARA AH. Hai. Thank you for making my life so much funnier. Even when it's at MY expense. (As illustrated above.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Eh. I just realised I blogged about my 2 OBS tentmates, aka the CICADA SISTERS. They both are wonderfully funny and crazy. (I'm sure fellow Cheng Ho-ians and Battutians agree.) Love you girls and your nonsense. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oh you know I spoke to Mrs Pang yesterday. And because of my glorious L1R5, I've been told it'd be necessary to "study 8 hours a day (during the November-December holidays". I know what Mrs Pang means, but honestly I think it'd be quite an achievement if I can even spend 4 days weekly studying for an hour. Because from past expereince I enter the holidays with virtuous ideals of studying a lot but yet still enojoying thyself, but when the holidays end, I'll be like "HUH OH NO OH NO I HAVE SO MUCH HOMEWORK LEFT AND I NEVER REALLY MUGGED." It's a real state of panic, which most unfortunately fades away by the time the next holiday rolls in, i.e. I never really learnt my lesson. It's the same old story every time I get my report book. All the same feelings, emotions, reactions from people around me. I don't know why I just don't have that motivation, that magic thing which will kick me into mugging everytime I should be mugging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;That said, I owe a million thank you's to the people listed below.&lt;br /&gt;Ayeshah- For being ever-so encouraging, cause I really feel your sincerity in the whole thing. And for always being there in those after A/E Math paper checking sessions in the hall. (Haha you know what happens then right.) Oh and for teaching me trigo and Bio at your place the other time.&lt;br /&gt;Elsa- For that letter. It was unexpected, but really sweet. I know I've yet to escape that evil habit of Ostrichism, but yeah. Also for coming up with the League Of Tutors (LOT) thing.&lt;br /&gt;Fiona- For all the "DLSW (My initials; won't type it out in full) you better go and studay ah if not..." and for telling me I can do it. Though I've yet to do it. Haha. And for that chemical calculations formulae sheet and that little leson on Binomial Theorem (BT) at the foyer yesterday. AND. For being part of the LOT.&lt;br /&gt;Gina- For pangseh-ing us that time for the mugging session. Okay kidding lah. For all the "jiayou!" SMSes.&lt;br /&gt;Marianne- For being part of the LOT. And that walking-down-to-recess lesson on BT.&lt;br /&gt;Natalie- For recommending your Chemistry tuition and making me feel guilty about not studying for O Level Chinese. (HAHAHA.)&lt;br /&gt;Pamela- For always being there during the after A/E Math paper checking in the hall. You and your quick-laugh-inducing jokes.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Taufiq- For this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SQnMzJJgOEI/AAAAAAAAApo/qE4-BTpTaJU/s1600-h/RIMG1200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262962818560309314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SQnMzJJgOEI/AAAAAAAAApo/qE4-BTpTaJU/s320/RIMG1200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I read it I thought "whoa my matrices really so horrible ah". Because it looked so long. But I really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;So yes, thank you very very much to the abovementioned people for all your love, care and concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I know it's kinda anticlime to say this but&lt;br /&gt;1. I screwed up Bio SPA today.&lt;br /&gt;2. AHHHHH O LEVEL CHINESE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay lah that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oh wait no. You know what. I love watching Clara and Vivien do PT after Choir. No I'm not sadistic. It's just wildly entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay bye for real 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/36741731-1267398659520857327?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/1267398659520857327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=1267398659520857327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/1267398659520857327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/1267398659520857327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-miss-blogging-and-therefore-i-will.html' title='Dedications?'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SQnB_Ze82BI/AAAAAAAAApg/43y26OusY4k/s72-c/RIMG1198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-7147770053813933124</id><published>2008-10-22T01:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T02:02:34.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOR THE 21ST OCTOBER BABIES(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;OHBYTHEWAY. For the OCTOBER 21ST BABIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED 15TH DORCAS! (I know it's still the 21st over where you are but this is according to the local timing.) I love you my craziest most favouritest cousin. Come back to Singapore soon alright! :D and &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED 15TH TESHURA! I hope you like your present. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED 17TH JOLYNN! Hehehe I hope you enjoyed the little celebration on Sunday. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay I'm going off for real.&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/36741731-7147770053813933124?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/7147770053813933124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=7147770053813933124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/7147770053813933124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/7147770053813933124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2008/10/for-21st-october-babies.html' title='FOR THE 21ST OCTOBER BABIES(:'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-4201773510742515172</id><published>2008-10-22T01:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T01:57:16.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Slug update- The thing's dying. I put salt on it. R.I.P, I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I totally documented a murder and the motivation behind it on my blog, didn't I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Dorcas actually gave me an alternative solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;DEB! Stalking is says:&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU GET RID OF A SLUG WITHOUT KILLINH IT??&lt;br /&gt;DEB! Stalking is says:&lt;br /&gt;*KILLING&lt;br /&gt;d-l-y-q.blogspot.com says:&lt;br /&gt;salt&lt;br /&gt;DEB! Stalking is says:&lt;br /&gt;IT'S LIKE CRAWLING UNDERNEATH MY DINING TABLE NOW.&lt;br /&gt;DEB! Stalking is says:&lt;br /&gt;BUT THAT'S CRUEL!&lt;br /&gt;DEB! Stalking is says:&lt;br /&gt;AHH K I'LL TRY.&lt;br /&gt;d-l-y-q.blogspot.com says:&lt;br /&gt;get the frying pan and mAKe escargot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Thanks dear, but I took up the salt solution. I have no idea how to coax a slug into a frying man, and am equally clueless on cooking escargot, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I WANTED TO SAY SOMETHING VERY INTERESTING, BUT MOST UNFORTUNATELY I'VE FORGOTTEN WHAT IT IS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Maybe that's an indication that I need to get of the comp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oh the folly of going back to sleep after breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Nights people.&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/36741731-4201773510742515172?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/4201773510742515172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=4201773510742515172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/4201773510742515172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/4201773510742515172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2008/10/sorry.html' title='Sorry..'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-2482269411896998073</id><published>2008-10-22T00:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T01:29:23.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EWWWWWW!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;SOS SOS SOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHH. Creepy crawlie invasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I went to the toilet just now, and felt something on my hand, and shook it off. Later I realised it was/could be a lizard, since I saw one massive papa lizard on the door and two baby lizards on the wall. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Then I was walking out of the kitchen and saw of all things, a SLUG. Yes an icky slug that was half on the rug half on the floor. HOW DO I KILL IT??!? AND HOW ON EARTH DID IT GET HERE??? I know just outside my kitchen is the backyard, but seriously, this is RIDICULOUS. Best thing is, it's headed out for the dining room now, where the computer is, and where I am. No not exactly in my general direction, but still, EWWWWW. I've seen roaches, beetles (some brown and small, one massive and bright metallic green) and moths, but oh the list has just expanded. Pray tell, how do I get rid of it??? My first thought I think was to squash it with a piece of tissue paper (maybe like 10, 20 sheets) but now it's not a hard beetle that can actually be squashed. Second was to go grab some salt and sprinkle it around that thing, but after remembering how Mrs Tan once gave us a live demo and explanation of how it kills those snails and slugs (some osmosis thing), I decided it was too mean. I mean. The thing probably didn't know it was headed into the house for a slug-phobic inhabitant right. BUT IT'S SERIOUSLY FREAKING ME OUT MAN. Now to see it, I simply turn my head to the right and there that living, breathing, MOVING brown strip is. THAT'S BAD. I've contemplated leaving it be, but the thought of it climbing up the dining table (which we do not eat at, actually) and onto some random mail scares me somehow. And no I can't coax that little guy out of the house, because frankly, I DON'T WANT/DARE TO. AHHHHHHH. Save me. OH NO BANANAS IT'S CRAWLING TO THE DINING TABLE. AHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I think I 'll go ask Dorcas for a solution. It's ten times more likely that there in England her entire family is awake now. Compared to mine. They're all in lalaland now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;DEAR GOD PLEASE HELP ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Amen.&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/36741731-2482269411896998073?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/2482269411896998073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=2482269411896998073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/2482269411896998073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/2482269411896998073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2008/10/ewwwwww.html' title='EWWWWWW!'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-6523435583505266276</id><published>2008-10-22T00:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T20:16:56.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stalking online is FUN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Teeheehee. I've been reduced to a giggly heap after stalking Mrs Sew on Facebook. (Shh don't tell her that.) It's one thing to stalk an ex-role model, but it's a totally different thing stalking a teacher ONLINE. Which brings to mind that teacher-stalking session we had at Dian's last year after sectionals. Oh mine. I love stalking. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oh yah. &lt;u&gt;THANK YOU GINA FOR BLOGGING! :D&lt;/u&gt; &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I needa bathe. You better pray I go off soon, or you'd be able to smell me from where ever you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay I'm kidding about that. But you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay bye.&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/36741731-6523435583505266276?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/6523435583505266276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=6523435583505266276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/6523435583505266276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/6523435583505266276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2008/10/stalking-online-is-fun.html' title='Stalking online is FUN'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-8494000996851705897</id><published>2008-10-18T17:44:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T18:04:53.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cry, Benihime!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;HELLO:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee I'm blogging, not on my own blog, but on Deborah's.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Is this the 2nd or 3rd time? Can't remember, but I know that it isn't the first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay I'm Gina by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh it's so hard to blog here. Stressing. Cause I can't speak/ write/ TYPE english well. So most likely it's all broken english.&lt;br /&gt;Oops. Am I spoiling all the perfect posts down here? :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was feeling really bored just now, and I kind of asked Deborah to provide some entertainment~ But unfortunately, she had to go offline, so she asked me to blog for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what did she ask me to blog about???&lt;br /&gt;-Drumrolls-&lt;br /&gt;About how nice she is.&lt;br /&gt;AHEM, your egoness ah Deborah. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, so everyone has gotten back all their exam papers right! I mean for TKGians lah. Whether the results meet your expectations a not, it's all already over isn't it! So for the current Sec 3s, LET'S AWAIT THE IR. Yeah, it feels like 'O' Levels is just next month or something right. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then, for those taking HMT, good luck for the papers on November 5th (I'm not wrong right?).&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo, everyone must jiayou kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH does anyone watch BLEACH? Be it the Manga or Anime! Cause both is exactly good. But one week per episode / chapter is kind of slow:( Hee, I enjoy discussing about Bleach with Ain!&lt;br /&gt;-BANKAI!!-&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258430726739122466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 93px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="87" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SPmy4rdI2SI/AAAAAAAAApA/RkpNi0j9Cxw/s320/th_kisukeqw4.jpg" width="129" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urahara is so cute right!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;Zz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though whatever I've said down here are just nonsense, I've kind of enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm like laughing-out-loud down here, after re-reading what I've just typed.&lt;br /&gt;Meh, at least I spent some time doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Deborah!&lt;3&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36741731-8494000996851705897?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/8494000996851705897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=8494000996851705897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/8494000996851705897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/8494000996851705897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2008/10/cry-benihime.html' title='Cry, Benihime!'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SPmy4rdI2SI/AAAAAAAAApA/RkpNi0j9Cxw/s72-c/th_kisukeqw4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-7154924455558875311</id><published>2008-10-18T17:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T17:26:14.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farah Nabilah is WANTED</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I'D LIKE TO KILL FARAH NABILAH FOR CAM-WHORING ON MY CAMERA SO MUCH ON THURSDAY, IT TOOK AN ABSURD AMOUNT OF TIME FOR ME TO UPLOAD MY PICTURES ONTO THE COMPUTER JUST NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay I'm joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Better go now. Needa make my way to Fiona's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Bye and have a rockin' weekend!&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/36741731-7154924455558875311?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/7154924455558875311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=7154924455558875311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/7154924455558875311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/7154924455558875311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2008/10/farah-nabilah-is-wanted.html' title='Farah Nabilah is WANTED'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-3954921789413932691</id><published>2008-10-18T02:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T02:02:33.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick one for 18 October</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;ARGH I GOT SO ANNOYED SOME PART OF THIS POST  JUST DISAPPEARED INTO OBLIVION WHEN I CUT AND PASTED IT ONTO AN MSN CONVO FOR TEMPORARY SAFE-KEEPING, I'M GONNA DO A ONE-LINER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Thanks zoo, for coming over after E Math checking. I was laughing through the tears, if you didn't notice then. &lt;3 and I really look forward to seeing you people at Fiona's later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;And you- don't worry too much yeah. But don't pretend it's alright and just try to cover everything up either. Learn from this, don't care what others might say, and we'll work our butts off to prove them wrong next year. Okay? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay lah sigh I have to go. See you people at Fiona's or at school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Much love.&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/36741731-3954921789413932691?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/3954921789413932691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=3954921789413932691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/3954921789413932691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/3954921789413932691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2008/10/quick-one-for-18-october.html' title='Quick one for 18 October'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-1349667177667162205</id><published>2008-10-10T15:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T15:49:20.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On October the Tenth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;HELLO! My first post-exam post. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I think I finally get the massive appeal of Facebook and its ginormous number of applications. You actually have to be willing to spend time trying out the apps in order to get the most out of it. Slow I know, but better late than nevr eh. And currently, I'm annoyed by the fact that my brother has been trying to ask me off the computer since he got home at about 12+. VERY ANNOYED. I mean like, hello your exams are NOT, i repeat, NOT over. I said I'd go off at 3:30, but I'm certainly not looking forward to it. I want to continue Facebook-ing and blogging and doing online quizzes, but no I can't. ARGH. And each of the bros brought back a friend. They're currently all on the Xbox.&lt;br /&gt;I AM MIGHTY UNHAPPY, MIGHTY ANNOYED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;E-Learning just now was ~~. Woke up after 9, which meant I had a late start on the Chemistry module. Thankfully enough though, it's all over and done with now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Hai. You know I was planning to blog -lightly-, but circumstances are currently not allowing for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;But I will try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Gown fitting's next Wednesday. FINALLY. You know I gave up doing my sit-ups like three weeks ago due to the exams ( I wanted a flat tummy but I guess forget it for now) and I have yet to restart my regime. O: Sigh. People remember the court shoes and the APPROPRIATE inner wear okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oh. I passed Chinese. 55. Wee bit disappointed, but nevermind lah. It's over anyway. I hope I'll do better for the O levels in November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Shan and Ros of 987fm came to TKGS yesterday! Jack and Rai (JAR), and some band with the word 'avenue' in their name came too. Initially overjoyed I brought my camera, but sigh I only managed to take blur shots and an incomplete video of JAR's cover of &lt;i&gt;I'm Yours&lt;/i&gt;. I think both bands were quite good lah. Like you know showmanship and all. (Actually I don't watch bands play live so I can't really tell the difference between good and bad showmanship, HAHAHA) Preferred JAR though, cause I'm more familiar with them. Had a total scream fest with Marianne and the rest of the cohort man. Didn't care too much that we had a rehearsal for the Anniversay Concert later. (In fact, I sang betterlater on, HAHAHA. Or at least I could reach the high notes in &lt;i&gt;Nightingale&lt;/i&gt;) Went up the Nokia bus (the whole thing was some Nokia School Invasion Programme thingamaroo) after the Chinese IR. Elsa was... Crazy. She talked to the guys on the bus. It went SOMETHING like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;INCIDENT 1-&lt;br /&gt;Elsa: I think you're hot.&lt;br /&gt;Tall guy in black from the second band that played (TGIBFTSBTP): (I don't know what he said)&lt;br /&gt;Elsa: And I think your hair looks like bee hoon goreng. But that's a good thing!!&lt;br /&gt;TGIBFTSBTP: ?! (Again, I'm not sure what he said)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Incident 2-&lt;br /&gt;Elsa: You look like my friend.&lt;br /&gt;Another guy from the second band that played (AGFTSBTP): Is your friend handsome?&lt;br /&gt;Elsa: No my friend is a girl.&lt;br /&gt;AGFTSBTP: ?! (Once again, I don't know what he said)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;The things you say, Elsa. Hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oh. Belated birthday wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Shereen- HAPPY BELATED SWEET SIXTEEN!! So sorry I forgot to wish you earlier. :P But anyway. Jia you for the O's, and stay happy and funny always. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;TWINS FIONA AND MARIANNE (Not really but...)- HAPPY BELATED FIFTEENTH! May we stay in contact forever, be it for beach-ing, weddings, cafe openings, baby showers and mahjong sessions. I have nothing else to say, seeing as to how I've written birthday messages in so many places for you people. Love you guys! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay I'm going now. It's 3:42, and I certainly do not wish to get nagged at by the brothers. UGH. Bye.&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/36741731-1349667177667162205?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/1349667177667162205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=1349667177667162205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/1349667177667162205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/1349667177667162205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2008/10/on-october-tenth.html' title='On October the Tenth'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-5464341329512833424</id><published>2008-10-02T12:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T12:37:51.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CGSS E MATH EOY 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;In case, just in case anyone happens to drop by and needs these answers. Do yourself a favour, and get down to mugging as soon as possible yeah people! Just 2 more papers. JIAYOU, and ALLTHEBEST. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Answers for CGSS E MATH EOY 2007, Paper 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SORMqJ7aCvI/AAAAAAAAAoo/gJE9RZ4d8BM/s1600-h/RIMG0735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SORMqJ7aCvI/AAAAAAAAAoo/gJE9RZ4d8BM/s320/RIMG0735.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252407352524147442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SORMqGHbuOI/AAAAAAAAAow/Lab2RWTCbl0/s1600-h/RIMG0736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SORMqGHbuOI/AAAAAAAAAow/Lab2RWTCbl0/s320/RIMG0736.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252407351500847330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SORMqTglKdI/AAAAAAAAAo4/Xyg9C9HhfKw/s1600-h/RIMG0737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SORMqTglKdI/AAAAAAAAAo4/Xyg9C9HhfKw/s320/RIMG0737.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252407355095984594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36741731-5464341329512833424?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/5464341329512833424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=5464341329512833424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/5464341329512833424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/5464341329512833424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2008/10/cgss-e-math-eoy-2007.html' title='CGSS E MATH EOY 2007'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SORMqJ7aCvI/AAAAAAAAAoo/gJE9RZ4d8BM/s72-c/RIMG0735.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-2616340301858236520</id><published>2008-10-02T11:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T11:38:37.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Should be Mugging History NOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;HELLO I KNOW I TOTALLY SHOULD BE MUGGING HISTORY NOW BUT I NEEDED TO USE THE COMP TO URGENTLY UPLOAD SOME PICTURES, AND ONE THING LEAD TO ANOTHER, SO HERE I AM NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;DEBORAH DON'T CRY IF YOU FAIL YOUR COMBINED HUMANITIES AH. YOU KNOW YOU ALREADY SCREWED SS UP BIG TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Holy moley.&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/36741731-2616340301858236520?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/2616340301858236520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=2616340301858236520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/2616340301858236520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/2616340301858236520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-should-be-mugging-history-now.html' title='You Should be Mugging History NOW'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-4600616891060434437</id><published>2008-09-07T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T01:21:10.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>September Hols</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Hello! &lt;s&gt;Quick&lt;/s&gt; update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;It's the last day of the holidays, and as usual, most of my holiday homework will be left undone. I'm almost done with the things that need to be submitted, but don't get me started on the homework that's likely to be checked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Every alternate month, I do the attendance for P.O.G. And during the alternate months with 5 Sundays in 'em, I have to go watch the demo on how to unhide columns M and N on Microsoft Excel because I keep forgetting how to do it. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;HOLIDAY UPDATES:&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Mug/homework session with &lt;u&gt;Ayeshah&lt;/u&gt; at Marine Parade Library! Unfortunately, there were many noisy people there. I mean yes we were on the kids' floor, but surely the majority of the people there (who are around our age) can just learn to like, KEEP QUIET?? It's a library, mind you. And silent your phones please! Yes I know you like your ring tone a lot, but don't continue to let your phone ring just because you want to hear your song. That aside, the session was fun and funny. Did work, talked, asked, laughed. Oh and I must say Ayeshah and I get annoyed by the same things, haha. Met &lt;u&gt;Angie&lt;/u&gt;, who happened to be mugging there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Thursday: Mug/homework session with &lt;u&gt;Fiona&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;Nat&lt;/u&gt; at Nat's. I WAS 10 MINUTES EARLY, HAHAHAHAHA I'M SO PROUD OF MYSELF CAN. :D Lunch there was yummy. (Thank you aunty!) Did 2 worksheets on titration, and it took like hours can. Not even like I could do everything some more. Hai. Then Pam wanted to come join us, but her piano teacher didn't release her early enough for that to happen so she didn't go over eventually. But the entire SMS convo about how Pam was plotting ways and means to get back at her teacher was super funny can. I consolidated Nat's, Fiona's and my replies into the SMSes I sent Pam, and Nat's replies were so pseudo-philosopher, they made Pam so high on the bus, people were staring at her. :OD Went back with Fiona cause her mum came to pick her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Friday: I WAS LATE! Choir prac was mostly the first rehearsal of what I imagine to be 10 000 more for the 55th annivesary concert. Quite okay I guess. I think like one third of the time we were just sitting in the hall yammering away. Went for A Math tuition later. Amanda Liu came, so I had company. (: Took 31 to Tampines later for Grandpa's advance birthday celebration at a Japanese Restaurant. Proceeded to the Grandparents' place thereafter to cut cake. Oh and you know the journey there was like so full of lame jokes and riddles. Cause I went there with Qi and Ning. Was totally high man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Saturday: Woke up ON TIME for Wall.E with &lt;u&gt;Elsa&lt;/u&gt;, Elsa's cousin TJ, Marianne and &lt;u&gt;Pam&lt;/u&gt; at Vivo. Walked around with Marianne before the show, and tried to take jump shots of her but failed 90%of the time. Pam joined us soon. When we met Elsa later, we had to pretend to be the daughters of Elsa's aunt (TJ's mum) because it was her company's family day. O: Wall.E was cute. (: I'm glad the captain had some good sense in him. (: Walked around with Pam and Marianne later, high-ed at Candy Empire before leaving Vivo. Went for Chem tuition sleepy, but yaye I kinda understand Redox!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oh, and the names I underlined are the names of my ZOOMATES. I'm just so happy I met them at some point during the holiday even though we didn't manage to mug as a zoo. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Before I go,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;HAPPY SWEET SIXTEEN KOH HUI JUN! You rocksxz! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;(That's all I'm gonna put for your birthday dedication here cause you're gonna get a card with the whole message later.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Bye people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36741731-4600616891060434437?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/4600616891060434437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=4600616891060434437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/4600616891060434437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/4600616891060434437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2008/09/september-hols.html' title='September Hols'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-1896607731833763267</id><published>2008-08-31T01:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T02:23:18.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Third Quarter Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;X Country cum Zany Green Parade, 21 July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmNepIvJ1I/AAAAAAAAAnY/pSbjGTdKnh8/s1600-h/RIMG0257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240375199000373074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmNepIvJ1I/AAAAAAAAAnY/pSbjGTdKnh8/s320/RIMG0257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmNe9SHaSI/AAAAAAAAAng/D93RLONbG1s/s1600-h/RIMG0258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240375204408420642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmNe9SHaSI/AAAAAAAAAng/D93RLONbG1s/s320/RIMG0258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmNfd7bqHI/AAAAAAAAAno/JRg_oiEPQpA/s1600-h/RIMG0260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240375213171648626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmNfd7bqHI/AAAAAAAAAno/JRg_oiEPQpA/s320/RIMG0260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmNfkumsCI/AAAAAAAAAnw/vzuq6SbqsLM/s1600-h/RIMG0267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240375214996893730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmNfkumsCI/AAAAAAAAAnw/vzuq6SbqsLM/s320/RIMG0267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmNgEzH8pI/AAAAAAAAAn4/n7WKQXaSAQk/s1600-h/RIMG0272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240375223605785234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmNgEzH8pI/AAAAAAAAAn4/n7WKQXaSAQk/s320/RIMG0272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmP01UfuMI/AAAAAAAAAoA/lm8wbBjpE3s/s1600-h/RIMG0273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmP01UfuMI/AAAAAAAAAoA/lm8wbBjpE3s/s320/RIMG0273.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240377779251296450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmP1GhwMMI/AAAAAAAAAoI/Ae7XFTsmy-o/s1600-h/RIMG0276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmP1GhwMMI/AAAAAAAAAoI/Ae7XFTsmy-o/s320/RIMG0276.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240377783870304450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmP1xjSFpI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/6vPhRPQ8vrA/s1600-h/RIMG0277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmP1xjSFpI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/6vPhRPQ8vrA/s320/RIMG0277.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240377795419444882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmP2L82gfI/AAAAAAAAAoY/C_6QAVfVHdw/s1600-h/RIMG0278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmP2L82gfI/AAAAAAAAAoY/C_6QAVfVHdw/s320/RIMG0278.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240377802506011122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmP2tSDZeI/AAAAAAAAAog/gILelSjYzd0/s1600-h/RIMG0283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmP2tSDZeI/AAAAAAAAAog/gILelSjYzd0/s320/RIMG0283.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240377811453306338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Sunset on July 28th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmEXPVNdoI/AAAAAAAAAmA/eO8ZmPnJgOU/s1600-h/RIMG0396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240365176209634946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmEXPVNdoI/AAAAAAAAAmA/eO8ZmPnJgOU/s320/RIMG0396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;For Si Jia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmEVuYvLTI/AAAAAAAAAlg/MDAEaIcoP6I/s1600-h/RIMG0433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240365150186188082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmEVuYvLTI/AAAAAAAAAlg/MDAEaIcoP6I/s320/RIMG0433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;TM with Wendy, 8th August&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmEWNK3aKI/AAAAAAAAAlo/BKz3K7fICe8/s1600-h/RIMG0432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240365158449506466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmEWNK3aKI/AAAAAAAAAlo/BKz3K7fICe8/s320/RIMG0432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;The TKGSSB and South Norfolk Youth Symphonic Band Concert, 18th August&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmEW_CPR3I/AAAAAAAAAl4/Wbs8Ydmwd2w/s1600-h/RIMG0526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240365171835094898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmEW_CPR3I/AAAAAAAAAl4/Wbs8Ydmwd2w/s320/RIMG0526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmEWUfbZMI/AAAAAAAAAlw/1Y96N3kXKyY/s1600-h/RIMG0522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240365160414799042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmEWUfbZMI/AAAAAAAAAlw/1Y96N3kXKyY/s320/RIMG0522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;P/s: I took lots more pitures at the concert but they were for Elsa. AHEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Random pics, 19th July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmHUrGU8kI/AAAAAAAAAmI/8Z2_IJ-XNgg/s1600-h/RIMG0530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240368430658679362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmHUrGU8kI/AAAAAAAAAmI/8Z2_IJ-XNgg/s320/RIMG0530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmHVATQe7I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/tUz3sWELbEA/s1600-h/RIMG0535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240368436350057394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmHVATQe7I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/tUz3sWELbEA/s320/RIMG0535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmHVcpW88I/AAAAAAAAAmY/vRKnnzwHYqQ/s1600-h/RIMG0536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240368443958948802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmHVcpW88I/AAAAAAAAAmY/vRKnnzwHYqQ/s320/RIMG0536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmHVmDnJMI/AAAAAAAAAmg/iJ336EQC4ds/s1600-h/RIMG0537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240368446484980930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmHVmDnJMI/AAAAAAAAAmg/iJ336EQC4ds/s320/RIMG0537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmHV4MNlAI/AAAAAAAAAmo/K7C4gN1VSDA/s1600-h/RIMG0539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240368451352892418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmHV4MNlAI/AAAAAAAAAmo/K7C4gN1VSDA/s320/RIMG0539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmMUWc4YhI/AAAAAAAAAmw/avdrEadPscw/s1600-h/RIMG0543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240373922674270738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmMUWc4YhI/AAAAAAAAAmw/avdrEadPscw/s320/RIMG0543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmMUrrSVCI/AAAAAAAAAm4/Ab4eNCnkDDE/s1600-h/RIMG0544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240373928371835938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmMUrrSVCI/AAAAAAAAAm4/Ab4eNCnkDDE/s320/RIMG0544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmMUxTVMpI/AAAAAAAAAnA/GMGOxDGUUCw/s1600-h/RIMG0545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240373929881973394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmMUxTVMpI/AAAAAAAAAnA/GMGOxDGUUCw/s320/RIMG0545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmMVUQ4lKI/AAAAAAAAAnI/OpPnJ0BUekw/s1600-h/RIMG0546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240373939266950306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmMVUQ4lKI/AAAAAAAAAnI/OpPnJ0BUekw/s320/RIMG0546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmMVn5t0ZI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/F1Agfm3GL2g/s1600-h/RIMG0548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240373944538485138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmMVn5t0ZI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/F1Agfm3GL2g/s320/RIMG0548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;P/s: I'M FAR FROM DONE WITH THIS. Will update in later posts when I am.&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/36741731-1896607731833763267?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/1896607731833763267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=1896607731833763267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/1896607731833763267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/1896607731833763267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2008/08/third-quarter-pics.html' title='Third Quarter Pics'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SLmNepIvJ1I/AAAAAAAAAnY/pSbjGTdKnh8/s72-c/RIMG0257.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-2663214603280215529</id><published>2008-08-30T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T01:00:20.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Happy Teachers' Day Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I kinda just realised. How I wish I could blog anytime, anywhere. I wish I could blog on my phone without racking up a huge bill that'd make me go to school with packed lunches everyday for a month. Because, really it's quite stupid to blog only twice a month right?? I mean, hello, blogs are supposed to be online diaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay I'll try to stop emoing over something as trivial as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I'm not in a very good mood now. Why, it's quite stupid lah so I won't put it up. But really, WHAT'S WRONG WITH SLEEPING IN ON SATURDAY MORNINGS?? Okay, I just realised why. It's being late for Chem tuition, isn't it?? Yeah I don't miss out on the lesson because sometimes/usually it starts late, but you want me to be on time for it anyway. But seriously, don't remain angry for (what I percieve to be this reason) every Saturday lah please. Saturday is like, I-don't-talk-to-you-and-you-don't-talk-to-me day. No point talking if you're gonna reply to any of my queries with "if you're not going to listen to me, I'm not going to talk to you". I get scared, annoyed and occasionaly guilty. I seriously dislike that. Mum I love you, but sometimes I don't get you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Hmph how's that for a bit of emoness and (what my brain tells me is) pseudo maturity/trying to be nice?? Especially for the last sentence of that para.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay whatever. On to happier things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Yesterday was a happy day. ACES was alright. Be Yourself Day for me was ~~ cause I didn't manage to do the whole runaway bride thing, but thanks Ayeshah for the dress anyway. (: And the sunglasses I brought for the supposed-to-be imitation of Modern Pocahontas kept slipping off my too nice and smooth (HAHAHA) hair. &lt;u&gt;CONGRATS AYESHAH FOR COMING IN SECOND!&lt;/u&gt; Pam, Elsa, one or two other twoe-rs and I stood up when you did your first &lt;s&gt;cat&lt;/s&gt;PIRATE walk on stage if you were wondering, hahaha. You totally deserve what you got man, for all that planning, borrowing and putting together. :D Teachers' Day concert was good, as usual. Though I and every other TKGian certainly wished it didn't end so late. Chionged back to Tampines with Amanda Lim, Wendy and Cheryl Ng (she isn't from St Hilda's, but said she was "bored" so she came along with us). Met Kar Mei at TM to pass her her belated gift. Went back to St Hilda's. Met AVRYLLEESILING, whose voice I haven't heard in months. I was so happy can. Passed her her belated gift too. I REALLY MISSED YOU AVRYL DEAR. Went in to the hall, and Elizabeth (hereafter known as Liz) and Amanda Cheu burst out laughing. Finally FINALLY got my book back. This book in question is a compo-compilation book I lent to Liz in P6. Yes, P6. Met Mr Soong (who doesn't remember my name and age), passed him his stuff. Talked to Dan's Chen lao shi, Mr Song and Mr Zanizam. (The last 2 know/remembered my name, :D) Had noodles from the second stall. (95% of the stall vendors at St Hilda's seem like they've been there for forever) Went up to vandalise the whiteboards in some P6 classrooms with both Amandas, Liz, Cheryl, Sharon and Jasmine. So fun and funny man. And the part when Mrs Simon walked in- hahaha. Went to TM with Liz and and Amanda C. Walked around a lot, met ex St Hildans, sat at Macs, walked aroundsomemore, settled at food court, and finally parted ways at 6. Met Nat and her mum at Tampines MRT, and I chatted with her until I got off the train. Went to Grandma's later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;The highlight of the day, was meeting Avryl. Somehow. Even if it was for just 2 minutes. And seeing people I haven't seen in months. Sure we may not be as close now, but it's still great being able to be crazy with the same people you were crazy with 3 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;St Hilda's was a good 4 and 3 quarter years of my life, and I'd like to say thank you to all the wonderful friends and teachers who made it that way. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Before I go,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HAPPY FIFTEENTH GAYATHRI! I hope you enjoyed yourself at the flyer today. (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Bye!&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/36741731-2663214603280215529?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/2663214603280215529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=2663214603280215529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/2663214603280215529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/2663214603280215529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-teachers-day-celebration.html' title='A Happy Teachers&apos; Day Celebration'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-8235985224242629004</id><published>2008-08-16T01:18:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T03:40:12.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Hi my dear aunties. (Well it's pretty safe to say no UNCLES read this blog so yeah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Yesterday- Got back Chem paper; was surprised AND happy to get a double-digit mark (although it's still a fail). But I feel bad lah. Like, how much attention have I been paying during Chem lessons?? The MCQs were blessed. Thank You God. (I know I've been bad and I owe you 10 000 QTs.) Went to Jurong Island. Some Chem Gallery thing. Quite interesting, but I'm too lazy to read lah. I tried reading about how soap cleans, but I gave up 2/3 way. Too cheem lah. Ohoh. And we the ZOO had a picnic on the bus en-route to Jurong! Everyone (except a certain BAT) brought food, but hey I'm a nice person, and still gave her like 3 slices of bread. So we ate and we were stuffed. Thank you all you Zoo and Non-Zoo people for the munchies man. :) Choir was pretty brief. Went to grandma's for dinner. Cut overgrown fringe, bought kaya. (YES BE NICE TO ME I'M GONNA MAKE KAYA MUFFINS SOON.) Watched that Jack Neo movie on Ah Longs. Quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Tuesday, 13th- 16:12, and it's the FOURTH time. I give up. Thank you though for all those who ever ran with me and cheered me on- Special mentions to Elsa and Fiona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Friday, 8th- I'M REALLY SORRY FOR FORGETTING TO BRING THE PLASTIC GLOVES FOR CARNIVAL DAY, AND FOR ANY RESULTING INCONVENEINCE. TM outing with Wendy later was pretty fun. Celebrated Qi's birthday in advance at Grandma's. No photos with the birthday girl in it because my photo policy online is friends/myself/scenery in photos only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SKXXLz-0_oI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Inc3kyTyv5Y/s1600-h/RIMG0397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234826739820330626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SKXXLz-0_oI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Inc3kyTyv5Y/s320/RIMG0397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SKXXMBZohlI/AAAAAAAAAjA/1T3BPBKFuDg/s1600-h/RIMG0398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234826743422420562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SKXXMBZohlI/AAAAAAAAAjA/1T3BPBKFuDg/s320/RIMG0398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SKXXNJsg5wI/AAAAAAAAAjI/PZ9HaTF0yrU/s1600-h/RIMG0400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234826762828965634" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SKXYorzt6pI/AAAAAAAAAjg/hU58r7V0cGU/s320/RIMG0403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SKXYoyyu7DI/AAAAAAAAAjo/3ixO0nFTUR4/s1600-h/RIMG0407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234828337228999730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SKXYoyyu7DI/AAAAAAAAAjo/3ixO0nFTUR4/s320/RIMG0407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SKXYpac51NI/AAAAAAAAAjw/hkEI75og8g0/s1600-h/RIMG0411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234828347874858194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SKXYpac51NI/AAAAAAAAAjw/hkEI75og8g0/s320/RIMG0411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SKXYp7JihaI/AAAAAAAAAj4/WfFR5VU2Wlc/s1600-h/RIMG0412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234828356652008866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SKXYp7JihaI/AAAAAAAAAj4/WfFR5VU2Wlc/s320/RIMG0412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SKXYqJ8BcPI/AAAAAAAAAkA/dbse_mz1gi4/s1600-h/RIMG0414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234828360621846770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SKXYqJ8BcPI/AAAAAAAAAkA/dbse_mz1gi4/s320/RIMG0414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SKXaBX7u4CI/AAAAAAAAAkI/9RKGdsy3WWo/s1600-h/RIMG0417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234829859027345442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SKXaBX7u4CI/AAAAAAAAAkI/9RKGdsy3WWo/s320/RIMG0417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SKXaBlTRJOI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/PvLZCbQvuPU/s1600-h/RIMG0418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234829862615721186" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SKXa9dmRysI/AAAAAAAAAlA/P_2epnka4aY/s320/RIMG0425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SKXa9tBMMGI/AAAAAAAAAlI/T8WrPxmnTg8/s1600-h/RIMG0427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234830895479533666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SKXa9tBMMGI/AAAAAAAAAlI/T8WrPxmnTg8/s320/RIMG0427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SKXa93baxGI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/CjMr_iWx5Ok/s1600-h/RIMG0429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234830898273895522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SKXa93baxGI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/CjMr_iWx5Ok/s320/RIMG0429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SKXbVp0UvII/AAAAAAAAAlY/f6tV_lVBmy0/s1600-h/RIMG0430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234831306937121922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SKXbVp0UvII/AAAAAAAAAlY/f6tV_lVBmy0/s320/RIMG0430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SKXIlV0D4II/AAAAAAAAAgQ/qT-DakocQvE/s1600-h/RIMG0438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234810685724287106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SKXIlV0D4II/AAAAAAAAAgQ/qT-DakocQvE/s320/RIMG0438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SKXIlwTQ8PI/AAAAAAAAAgY/7I43TRDU1Ew/s1600-h/RIMG0446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234810692834488562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SKXIlwTQ8PI/AAAAAAAAAgY/7I43TRDU1Ew/s320/RIMG0446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay gotta go. Good night.&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/36741731-8235985224242629004?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/8235985224242629004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=8235985224242629004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/8235985224242629004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/8235985224242629004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2008/08/hi-my-dear-aunties.html' title=''/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SKXXLz-0_oI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Inc3kyTyv5Y/s72-c/RIMG0397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-7194277721249226559</id><published>2008-07-31T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T23:55:04.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BYE CAs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Manymany things to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;CAs ARE OVERRRRRRRRRR! Hiphiphooray. (Actually we have English Comprehension tomorrow but no one really cares so yah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Thus, now is the short celebratory period, because between now and anytime the teachers are done marking our scripts, is the period I can not care about CAs for a while. When the scripts come back, reality's gonna whack me hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oh. I feel. Popular tonight. Because, Ayeshah, Dian, Thahira, Wendy, Elsa and Dorcas STARTED the conversation on MSN. I don't know why, but I prefer it when people talk to me first either on MSN or SMS. Probably because, it's like yaye they remember me outside school?? Lol I know it sounds weird; smacks of insecurity even, but that's just the way I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/spam&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;And, I'm surprised Elsa asked me about my confession today. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;You know, I just realised how some of the things I believe about myself and others are influenced by the things that happened in sec 1?? It's surprising, but yeah that's the impact you had and have on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Highly impressionable, but stubborn all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I think I'm a living, breathing contradiction.&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/36741731-7194277721249226559?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/7194277721249226559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=7194277721249226559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/7194277721249226559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/7194277721249226559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2008/07/bye-cas.html' title='BYE CAs'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-138485248716421356</id><published>2008-07-22T19:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T00:13:29.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd-22nd July</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;HELLO. FOR YOUR PATIENCE, YOU WILL BE REWARDED WITH A BLOG POST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;It's been like, 18 days since I last blogged?? That's a longggggg time. What's happened lately??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;2 July, Wednesday- O Level CL Oral. Screwed the reading. Went too fast, didn't know how to read too many words. Conversation was on rising costs of living. I could say things, as in like I knew what to say, but couldn't translate them to Chinese. So the examiners would complete my sentences. Pass, yeah. Distinction, the day pigs fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;10 July, Thursday- Got back the A Math CA. I ALMOST PASSED OKAY. Just 1 more mark. Super disappointing. Although really, how much can I expect if the only revision I do is homework?? Floodgates opened again; I don't know what's wrong with me. But whatever; I've gotten over it now. (And failed both Modulus quizzes given since then. So much for improving. -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;11 July, Friday- Ayeshah busted her knee. Poor thing can. She's still on crutches. Get well soon okay superwoman. I hope the physio is double-triple-quadruple effective for you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;14-18 July, Monday-Friday: THE WEEK OF THE CAs. 5 of those evil little things can. Although to be fair, you can't prepare for the O Level Chinese Listening Comprehension. I think I major screwed everything up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;17 July, Thursday- Tried out a new A Math tuition class. I was sitting at the seat nearest to the door. Then, someone walks in, and something interesting happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;"OMG WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE??!?"- Thahira Thasnim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I seriously mean the abovementioned caps and exclamation. Super funny can. The tuition class is, crazy. As in like the guys there are forever talking nonsense, but everyone's able to do the work can. All the trigo things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;19 July, Saturday- Picked mummy up from the airport at night. Thank you for the nice, purple souvenirs mummy! I really like them. And your stories of Hong Kong- super interesting can. Too bad I can't tell the people at school about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;21 July, yesterday- Cross Country and Zany Green Parade at East Coast Park. Got a flurry of calls and messages before that. Dad sent Wendy and I to the busstop. Walked with Wendy and Si Jia to East Coast. Got there late, but not late enough to be booked. Zany~~ Too lazy to describe lah. But 3E2 got third for Cross Country overall, and I think Agnes snagged one of the top ten so CONGRATULATIONS AND GOOD JOB! Cam-whored more than anything else there. Went to Parkway for a KFC lunch with Elsa, Fiona, Si Jia, Farah and Tiffany. Talked a lot. Went back to school for additional Additional Math lessons. (Additional additional. LOL.) Was like falling asleep can. But after the extension part of the lesson I more or less got it lah, so yaye. Thank you Thahira for waiting for forever for me. And for the very sweet post-it! Haha. Bussed back with Ms TT after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;TODAY ah. Nothing much lah. Just a lot of snowballed homework. Best part is, next week is the CA week. AND I HAVEN'T STARTED MUGGING, SERIOUSLY. The only revision I've done so far is my  homework, and sometimes even that is late so yes gongxifacai. I don't know why I'm online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;And a little note. &lt;i&gt;Who knew life would turn out so complicated?? When I was in P6, I wondered what else to Math there was. Never in my life did I think people would come up with ways to manipulate huge, exponential numbers, change curves to lines or solve cubic algebraic identities. Now in secondary school, I've learnt all these (with varying degrees of success), and been given opportunities to experience things I never even  dreamt of experiencing. And no, it's not just Math. From the mundane- falling asleep in class, to the exciting- performing for the president and OBS, to the major- people, relationships. I mean, I never expected to be thrown into all this you know?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Pink sang this song, &lt;i&gt;Who Knew&lt;/i&gt;. I can't agree more.&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/36741731-138485248716421356?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/138485248716421356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=138485248716421356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/138485248716421356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/138485248716421356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2008/07/2nd-22nd-july.html' title='2nd-22nd July'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-194768965604388426</id><published>2008-07-04T17:53:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T20:12:39.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd-4th July ; Zoo Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;PHOTO UPDATE. (LOL again.) Photos for Kylene's birthday celebration are up! As usual, they're in the May archives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Andddd. Yesterday's Bio and Chem spa- quite fun actually. Bio was the Effects of Temperature on Photosynthesis. Louise's and my plant was like, LOL kinda loser. It hardly bubbled from the cut end can?? Or maybe, it gave out invisible bubbles?? I don't know lah. Chem was some thing on Acids and Bases?? The colours we came up with were coooooooooool man. What with the gelatinous-looking textures and stinkystinky ammonia. I just wish we'd get some pretty shade of like, PURPLE or pink. Cause the only colours (or PRECIPITATE) we got were white, dirty green, brick red, a really cool blue and yeah. I don't know why the SPA practices stood out so much yesterday. Fun I guess? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Today's lessons were pretty boring. So. I won't bother elaborating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;OHHHH. And Fiona. Thank you for that super sweet letter yesterday. I reallyreallyreally do not mind you nagging at me lah k. In fact, I feel loved, rather than annoyed when friends do that to me. It's for my own good and future anyway. Thanks for being a great friend all this while okay! I love you many. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Ooh. Pictures of the zoo. 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SG4KS9IEGTI/AAAAAAAAAfw/jxijWRntGfw/s320/RIMG0188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SG4Ly6XN_1I/AAAAAAAAAf4/AAO-Oq12bdU/s1600-h/RIMG0189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219121987456991058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SG4Ly6XN_1I/AAAAAAAAAf4/AAO-Oq12bdU/s320/RIMG0189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SG4LzK_AN5I/AAAAAAAAAgA/9RLozkqH9xM/s1600-h/RIMG0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219121991918827410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SG4LzK_AN5I/AAAAAAAAAgA/9RLozkqH9xM/s320/RIMG0190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SG4Lzd2jPoI/AAAAAAAAAgI/S--ofqzz12Y/s1600-h/RIMG0191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219121996983647874" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SG4KRk9pygI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/deYdUX4ZNPQ/s320/RIMG0183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SG4KR12CISI/AAAAAAAAAfY/wPTcuzeroVI/s1600-h/RIMG0184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219120319796748578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SG4KR12CISI/AAAAAAAAAfY/wPTcuzeroVI/s320/RIMG0184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SG4KSerXZmI/AAAAAAAAAfg/9ySqCZGcaf8/s1600-h/RIMG0186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219120330757858914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SG4KSerXZmI/AAAAAAAAAfg/9ySqCZGcaf8/s320/RIMG0186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SG4KSqQ8E4I/AAAAAAAAAfo/lV3bwlUmL_M/s1600-h/RIMG0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219120333868241794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SG4KSqQ8E4I/AAAAAAAAAfo/lV3bwlUmL_M/s320/RIMG0187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;The long and short of it-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:16;"&gt;WO AI WO BAN DE DONG WU YUAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;3 NIU&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/36741731-194768965604388426?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/194768965604388426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=194768965604388426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/194768965604388426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/194768965604388426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2008/07/3rd-4th-july-zoo-pictures.html' title='3rd-4th July ; Zoo Pictures'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_C_IhnfJIw9Q/SG33eKnkYfI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/8bA1PCNZSKA/s72-c/RIMG0095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-7865599783170167883</id><published>2008-06-28T15:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T17:37:26.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15 years and 4 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;[EDITED 28th June 1733h] ALL FIRST QUARTER PHOTOS HAVE BEEN UPLOADED! New ones are those from the mug session at the bubbletea shop. Just go to the May archives. (LOL I feel like I'm running some online clothes store or something. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Why hello(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oh grief I forgot what I wanted to blog about already. -.- Am I old or what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Went to SingPost with Elsa, Fiona and Marianne yesterday for lunch. (Choir started at 2.30 what.) Ohoh and prior to that, was LEGACY. Found out we have to do a CME project. Like, thanks ah we all love projects. I hope I won't have to burn my Youth Day holiday doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oooh. And you know the video in the post below?? It makes my blog come to live~~. Like cause there's movement and all you kow? Cause if not usually it's just words. Plain ol' words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oh yeah. And thank you Jia Min for the oral notes! Really. So nice of you. Thank you for temporarily admitting I'm a LIVE enzyme. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;OHHHHHH. We got sample class photos yesterday. Grief. In the formal one, I look tooty. Then in the informal one, half my face is blocked by Nat's arm. Cause that bat was stretching her arms for the bat pose what. Then she shouted from the back of the class "SORRY DEBORAH!" like. LOL. A bit late to say sorry right. But nonetheless, I ordered the 8R for the informal. Cause I think the whole Zoo is seated together for that one. (: (Can't remember if Angie's with us though :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay lah. I really don't know what else to blog about leh. Think I'll go put up more pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;BYE!&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/36741731-7865599783170167883?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/7865599783170167883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=7865599783170167883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/7865599783170167883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/7865599783170167883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2008/06/15-years-and-4-months.html' title='15 years and 4 months'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-748690217327770217</id><published>2008-06-27T00:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:11:07.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Google Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;It's 0023h now, and I'm typing this on my mum's work laptop. I'm kinda done with the Chinese powerpoint, and need a break online. (The regular desktop can't be used when you want to type in Chinese.) Darn, if you google my name + surname, MY BLOG APPEARS FIRST ON THE SEARCH RESULTS. Noooooooo. Don't do this to me google. I know there are other DL's out there, go put them first on the results page please?? :S I really hope my folks have never (and will never) attempt to look for this blog. I've a feeling they'll read everything. And then, WHAM questioning. I'M NOT PREPARED TO SAY ANYTHING, I learnt my lesson in sec 1. (Not that it was something so horrific or terrible or whatever. But it's still significant.) Subtle nuances have to be the way to go man. Although of course, I've been pretty darn shocked when A CERTAIN then-stranger now classmate told me she read my blog in like sec 1 or 2 and said "EVERYTHING IS SO OBVIOUS LAH." LOL. Okay I know, I'm totally contradicting myself in the next sentence I type. Sorry lah. My brain's kinda short-circuting. I mean, I ran for most part of the 3 rounds we did yesterday, so that sapped an incredible amount of energy. Anyhow. I'm finishing this post, NOW. LOL. Good night to all the people on this side of the earth.&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/36741731-748690217327770217?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/748690217327770217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=748690217327770217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/748690217327770217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/748690217327770217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-0023h-now-and-im-typing-this-on-my.html' title='Don&apos;t Google Me'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-2433297777964603300</id><published>2008-06-24T18:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:10:33.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rascal Flatts- Bless the Broken Road</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Hello. I love Rascal Flatts's &lt;i&gt;Bless the Broken Road&lt;/i&gt;. I think it'd make a good wedding song. (Although of course I'm not thinking of that now. There's stoichiometry, guard cells, linear law and a whole lota stuff I have to understand first.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/58EO3FYXRF0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/58EO3FYXRF0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oh. And. Did I say? O LEVEL CL ORAL IS ON NEXT WEDNESDAY. That's a mighty lot of time to prepare huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Gongxifacai.&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/36741731-2433297777964603300?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/2433297777964603300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=2433297777964603300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/2433297777964603300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/2433297777964603300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2008/06/hello_24.html' title='Rascal Flatts- Bless the Broken Road'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-685051762826378266</id><published>2008-06-24T16:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T20:11:22.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;School's started, and I've begun to be bombarded by homework. D: (Some of which should have been done during the holidays) But in any case. QUIZ. As tagged by Elsa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Starting time: 1632h&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: LSWD (I DO NOT WANT MY BLOG TO APPEAR FIRST WHEN YOU GOOGLE MY SPELLED-OUT NAME. Also, you should know my name if you're reading this. Otherwise, shameonyou(: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sisters: Naw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brothers: 2 younger ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoe size: I'm size 5 for school shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height: Not dwarfy, but could do better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live: Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite drinks: Strawberry yoghurt drink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite breakfast: Fried bee hoon. Or scrambled or soft-boiled eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been on a plane?: Sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swam in the ocean: Kind of. Super cold can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep at school: Definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken someone's heart: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fell off your chair: Uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call: Not really...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saved e-mails: Huh you can save emails?? I only save attachments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your room like: Messy with the occasional annoying flying beetle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's right beside you: The staircase handrail. Whatever you call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing you ate: Rice, veggie, fried chicken, beef stew. (The last was the yummiest.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever had chicken pox: Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sore throat: Uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stitches: Operation-wise, no. Pain-wise yes. (I COPIED THAT FROM CHAN HAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken nose: Naw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight: It's never happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like picnics: Uh huh. Just don't take family photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was/were the last person/people you danced with:The person I danced with for mass dance on sports day. Can't remember who though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last person who made you smile: I think Fiona?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You last yelled at: Probably one of the zoomates. For poking me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today did you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to someone you like: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss anyone: Hello no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get sick: Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss someone: Sort of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat: Definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best feeling in the world: Being loved, and loving back? I don't know lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with stuffed animals: Yeah the beanie dog Avryl gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's under your bed: Paper that's destined for recycling, and random knick-knacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you really hate: Not hate lah. It's a bit too strong right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What time is it now?: 1641h&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a person who is on your mind now: Mmhmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any siblings: TWO BROTHERS, AS PREVIOUSLY MENTIONED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want children: Perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you smile often: Yeah. Sometimes too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your hand-writing: Yes, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are your toe nails painted: Naw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in: Hello??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color shirt are you wearing now: Green and white pin-striped blouse. (Awfully familiar, ain't it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at 7:00 p.m. yesterday: Getting my homework together I think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait till: I retire. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did you cry last: Sunday. Not really cry lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a friendly person: It depends on my mood, and how familiar I am with my surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any pets: Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the person you have feelings for right now?: No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did the last person you held hands with mean anything to you now?: I think it's my mum? I love my mummy lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with the TV on?: Not really. Radio and/or lights more likely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing right now?: Typing, thinking, breathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever crawled through a window?: No. WHAT IF I FALL OUT HUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you handle the truth?: Well usually no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you too forgiving?: Am I too forgiving??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you closer to your mother or father?: Mummy dearest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you cried in front of?: On Sunday no one knew lah. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many people can you say you've really loved?: How do you define this??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you eat healthy?: Sometimes. I'm a self-forced veggie eater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever cried because of something someone said to you?: Yah of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’re having a bad day, who are you most likely to go to?: Mum. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you loud or quiet most of the time?: Loud, usually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you confident?: Naw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I was doing 10 years ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Studying in kindergarten. (Actually, how does anyone STUDY in kindy??)&lt;br /&gt;2. Being five years old for most of the year.&lt;br /&gt;3. Talking a lot.&lt;br /&gt;4. Having trouble sleeping the first nightI moved here.&lt;br /&gt;5. Wearing a green dress to school as a uniform. (Well it happened again 8 years later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things on my to-do list today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A bundle of E Math homework.&lt;br /&gt;2. A bundle of Chem assignments.&lt;br /&gt;3. Bio workbook.&lt;br /&gt;4. Bathe.&lt;br /&gt;5. Check out the online SS assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 snacks I enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;2. Chips&lt;br /&gt;3. Cookies&lt;br /&gt;4. Jellybeans&lt;br /&gt;5. Sweets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I would do if I were a billionaire:&lt;br /&gt;1. Go shopping.&lt;br /&gt;2. Give some to the family.&lt;br /&gt;3. Give some to God.&lt;br /&gt;4. Give some to charity?&lt;br /&gt;5. Treat the ones I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 of my bad habits:&lt;br /&gt;1. DREAMING.&lt;br /&gt;2. Procrastinating.&lt;br /&gt;3. Taking forever to do things.&lt;br /&gt;4. Being overly self-conscious.&lt;br /&gt;5. Going online for excessive amounts of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 places I have lived in:&lt;br /&gt;1. A flat.&lt;br /&gt;2. A house.&lt;br /&gt;3. A hotel.&lt;br /&gt;4. A farm.&lt;br /&gt;5. A tent. (OBS YO!)&lt;br /&gt;(HAHAHA I know I totally misintepreted the question.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 jobs I’ve had:&lt;br /&gt;1. Student.&lt;br /&gt;2. Chorister.&lt;br /&gt;3. Girls' Brigade-r.&lt;br /&gt;4. Bull.&lt;br /&gt;5. Daughter, sister, grandaughter, niece, cousin, friend, best friend, yadayadayada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 people I tag:&lt;br /&gt;Alamak. Anyone lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay doneeeeeee. I hope I get those tickets for the bird park. Or zoo. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;BYE.&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/36741731-685051762826378266?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/685051762826378266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=685051762826378266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/685051762826378266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/685051762826378266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2008/06/schools-started-and-ive-begun-to-be.html' title='Quiz'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-5120052962122713938</id><published>2008-06-20T02:01:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:09:17.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TY Jia Min ; HPBD Amanda</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Quick post; it's late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;I just read Jia Min's post on her Choir experience, and I must say, IF YOU'RE FROM ALTO 2, GO READ IT. It's seriously touching, and shows how adversity and challenges make us better people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ONGJIAMIN: Thank you for being a great SL and senior okay. For all the vocal trainings, mentoring, arguing about my being dead or alive as an enzyme (THE TAGBOARD BEARS PROOF), talking on the phone and birthday-celebration planning, know that they've all been very much appreciated. Jia you for your O's my dearest LAOLAO, and make sure you miss us when you leave TK okay! I send my love(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Oh. And.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY SWEET SIXTEEN AMANDA LIU! Have a fab year ahead, and God bless you. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay I better be going. Choir and tuition later yo! Good night(:&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/36741731-5120052962122713938?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/5120052962122713938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=5120052962122713938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/5120052962122713938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/5120052962122713938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2008/06/quick-post-its-late.html' title='TY Jia Min ; HPBD Amanda'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-3889157951376648357</id><published>2008-06-18T16:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:08:36.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IMY ; Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;HELLO. I just read Dorcas's blog. And now I miss her. ): Really regret not going out with her before she left. HMPH. And oh. Elsa and Fiona's quiz. (They both tagged me for the same quiz. -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;#1. What disappoints you the most?&lt;br /&gt;Myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2. Where will you go if someone sponsors you a tour ticket?&lt;br /&gt;Greece. Or back to Riva Del Garda. Should that generous someone be more generous, I'll ask for tickets for the choir folk or zoomates too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3. What's your favorite thing to do?&lt;br /&gt;Dream/stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4. Do you think money can buy happiness?&lt;br /&gt;Naw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5. If you can have one dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;EH REPEAT QUESTION LAH. See the third post from the top!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6. Do you believe you can survive without money?&lt;br /&gt;Yah. If the whole world is willing to sponsor all the money-needing aspects of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7. What's the most regretful thing that you've done before?&lt;br /&gt;Aiyoh. I'm too lazy to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8. What's the most rockin' colour ever?&lt;br /&gt;PURPLE. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9. What is the most embarrassing thing that happened to you recently?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know... The thing at the post office?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10. Would you want to undo something that you've done?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah sure. Many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#11. What makes you happy?&lt;br /&gt;Being with the zoomates and besties, talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12. Do you like milk?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Good for teeth and bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#13. Where do you see yourself 10 years down the road?&lt;br /&gt;I REPEAT, HOPEFULLY A PSYCHOLOGIST, AND ATTACHED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#14. If you could have a superpower, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;To go back in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#15. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;LOVEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#16. What do you do when you're alone?&lt;br /&gt;Talk to myself on my phone??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#17. If you have a chance, which part of your character would you like to change?&lt;br /&gt;The over zealous self-consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#18. One word to describe yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Dreamy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#19. If life gave you lemons, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;Make lemonade??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#20.Would you forgive a friend who betrayed you before?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE TO TAG: Aiyah. Anyone lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Gotta go. I've been online too long already.&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/36741731-3889157951376648357?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/3889157951376648357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=3889157951376648357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/3889157951376648357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/3889157951376648357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2008/06/hello_18.html' title='IMY ; Quiz'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-801873248990595647</id><published>2008-06-17T21:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:07:45.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homework with the ZOO at Nat's</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay blogthingssssssss. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Slogan Should Be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/theslogangenerator/slogan.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Happens in Deborah, Stays in Deborah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/theslogangenerator/"&gt;The Slogan Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Yeah true. Until I decide to spill everything. -.- Totally contradictory I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;So, highlight of today was going to NatBat's house. Was late in meeting AyeshahAnt, FionaPiranha and Nat again. -.- There, found out that E Math is due only in week 3, but continued doing it anyway. I don't like doing one subject halfway then moving on to another before completing the first. (Although as of now I've done a miserable 2 questions for A Math.) And if I'm not wrong, it's the first lesson we have next Monday. -.- What nonsense. So anyway for E Math, I was staring at this trigo question for like 1 hour, and when I finally finished it, I checked the answers, and realised I was doing the same (dumb) question a second time. !!?! How intelligent. But anyway. At the dining table we did our work at, everything was good. I think Nat and Ayeshah said they managed to do quite a bit of work right? And. Nat was her usual self- singing, conducting and smiling to herself. (LOL Ayeshah the last thing when watching what she video-ed of Nat later, HAHAHA) Lunch was yum. The pizza was like, a perfectly-formed circle please. (Thank you Nat's mum!) So unlike what we did last Thursday. (Although I'm still thankful for the help okay!) So yeah basically we were a happy bunch. Checking out Nat's room and throwing her baby pillow and bloster around, singing along with iPod and handphone playlists, talking, gosiping, laughing and of course, doing homework. FIONA WHY DO YOU ALWAYS GO BACK SO EARLY. :( We decided to slack off at about 5++. So the Ant, Bat and Bull (yours truly) went down to the basement gym and had a lot of fun exercising (and eating cookeis, HAHAHA) there. Seriously. Like Ayeshah was teaching Nat the various push-up methods, and it was super funny. NAT'S HOUSE IS SERIOUSLY COOL MANZXS. (And you thought bats lived in trees:O) Left at about 6.30 with Ayeshah. Thanks for walking with me to Avryl's k! (: Hand-delivered Avryl's letter, made my way home. Have been online almost ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Nat! Thanks for hosting us today. It was really fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Okay I'm going. Stupid pile of holiday homework. Pfft.&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/36741731-801873248990595647?l=dreamingitup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/feeds/801873248990595647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36741731&amp;postID=801873248990595647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/801873248990595647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36741731/posts/default/801873248990595647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingitup.blogspot.com/2008/06/okay-blogthingssssssss.html' title='Homework with the ZOO at Nat&apos;s'/><author><name>Deb said her piece</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36741731.post-5644487189017716664</id><published>2008-06-16T22:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:06:55.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11th-16th June ; Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Edited 17th June, 2002h.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;HELLO. I'm too lazy to blog about what I've been up to lately. Okay wait. I'll tell you, briefly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Last Tuesday, 10th: Watched Kung Fu Panda. Went to Elsa's place for HCL project. Filmed, and laughed a whole crazy lot. But thank God we're done with that dumbdumb project otherwise. Went to meet Ee, Qi, Ning, Mum, Dan and Joe again. (They're the ones I watched the movie with) Got too lazy to go back home from Yio Chu Kang, so I slept over at Qi and Ning's. (They make me feel like I've got fans. Although, honestly, half the time, I'm stoning away. :P ) Mum stayed with me! THANKYOU MUM. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Wednesday, 11th: Lunched with Ee, Qi, Ning, Mum. Thank you Ee for the lovely lunch out! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Thursday, 12th: Ayeshah, Nat and Fiona came over for homework-doing and pizza-making. (Thanks for your help guys!) Ayeshah managed to rescue my originally Cannot Make It dough. :D And in doing so, PREPARED dinner for the 5 Locks there are in the house. Sorry you guys couldn't have more of the pizza yeah! :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Friday, 13th: High tea with most of mum's side. Yumyum, that was my only meal in the day. Wore the same shirt there third time in 3 days (but I washed it okay!), because Qi had the same one in another colour and called prior to this to arrange for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Saturday, 14th: Got hair cut (my hair looks, HAHAHA funky now -.- ), got some stuff from the supermarket, got a new top. Baked a lottttt. Slept late. (As usual.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:12;"&gt;Yesterday, Sunday, 15th: Cell br
