<?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-13211656</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:56:25.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SimPly BlaH~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JUANITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13780905138638193468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-115608226739302543</id><published>2006-08-20T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T21:57:47.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>;</title><content type='html'>i want to go training! argh! have to abstain from it until 24 aug. pffffft!&lt;br /&gt;dnt ct tomorrow. i'm prepared to fail already. i don't understand anything. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;i guess tomorrow i'll go for hockey training for half an hour, pass my mc to the teacher, sit and watch for awhile, then go to balmoral plaza to do project with victoria! lalala. tomorrow's gonna be a long long day. will i get back my ct results? i've been super traumatised nowadays by many stuff that i think i'll burst soon! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was late for school on friday. very late. long story. all because of the technical problem the NEL train had. stopped pratically at every stop for 15 minutes. so decided to alight at the next stop [serangoon] which took 30 mins to reach. like wth. to get a cab to school. but some adults think that we students are very very easy to bully and they always purposely stand in front of us innocent students and try get cabs and in the end, they'll get the cab first. instead of us. so i was late. i got a cab only at 7.09 please? and wasted most of my allowance on cab fare which was $13.90 okay. the company should be reaponsible for it okay. not our fault at all and cause me to waste so much money =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last day of ct tomorrow! yay! but it means that final years are getting closer and i'm gonna have my chinese oral soon! diediedie. i want to continue higher chinese!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-115608226739302543?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/115608226739302543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13211656&amp;postID=115608226739302543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/115608226739302543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/115608226739302543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title=';'/><author><name>JUANITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13780905138638193468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-115578615135777586</id><published>2006-08-17T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T11:42:31.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blah</title><content type='html'>grrr. sick at home today. :/&lt;br /&gt;there's this little bump on the underside of my left eyelid and it hurts when i blink. it made my eye swell!&lt;br /&gt;and my runny nose, phlagme and cough is back on strike! hurmph!&lt;br /&gt;going to see doctor soon!&lt;br /&gt;hope i could go to qianying's ah ma shop tomorrow! =)&lt;br /&gt;i hate to be sick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chrissy; you scare the hell out of me when you told me about that thing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-115578615135777586?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/115578615135777586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13211656&amp;postID=115578615135777586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/115578615135777586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/115578615135777586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/2006/08/blah.html' title='blah'/><author><name>JUANITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13780905138638193468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-115485017238983704</id><published>2006-08-06T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T15:42:52.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 nations</title><content type='html'>omg. this is darn cool okay. short corners was like 3 secs? it's crazy. with all those drag flicks that i really envy. the japanese play really well okay. like wow!&lt;br /&gt; training yesterday was okay. and sec 1s are practicing short corners already. chrissy the stopper! hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-115485017238983704?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/115485017238983704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13211656&amp;postID=115485017238983704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/115485017238983704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/115485017238983704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/2006/08/4-nations.html' title='4 nations'/><author><name>JUANITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13780905138638193468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-115400785035897802</id><published>2006-07-27T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T21:44:10.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>c'div</title><content type='html'>got this 'song' from turbo's blog. and i edited it even more! well, not much =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello out there, were on the air&lt;br /&gt;it's hockey night tonight!&lt;br /&gt;tension grows,&lt;br /&gt;as the whistle blows,&lt;br /&gt;and the ball goes down the field.&lt;br /&gt;The goalie jumps,&lt;br /&gt;and the players bump,&lt;br /&gt;and the fans all go insane.&lt;br /&gt;Someone roars:"CHRISSY Scores!"&lt;br /&gt;At the good old hockey game!&lt;br /&gt;Oh!The good old hockey game!&lt;br /&gt;it's the best game you can name!&lt;br /&gt;And the best game you can name,&lt;br /&gt;is the good old hockey game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's version 1. the next one,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello out there, were on the air&lt;br /&gt;it's hockey night tonight!&lt;br /&gt;tension grows,&lt;br /&gt;as the whistle blows,&lt;br /&gt;and the ball goes down the field.&lt;br /&gt;The goalie jumps,&lt;br /&gt;and the players bump,&lt;br /&gt;and the fans all go insane.&lt;br /&gt;Someone roars:"CRESCENT Scores!"&lt;br /&gt;At the good old hockey game!&lt;br /&gt;Oh!The good old hockey game!&lt;br /&gt;it's the best game you can name!&lt;br /&gt;And the best game you can name,&lt;br /&gt;is the good old hockey game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO CREZ HOCKEY! after being through this ordeal, i've experienced that bond and team spirit everyone has. unexplainable. really. i'm really fortunate to have such teammates. love you guys loads &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;the journey has just begun. it has never ended and will never end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after listening to hani today, i really felt sorry for her. with all that stress she has to face and that she had to balance between hockey and council. aww... cheer up girl! you can do it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a happier girl now as PBL is over now! okay, maybe there's still the website left...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-115400785035897802?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/115400785035897802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13211656&amp;postID=115400785035897802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/115400785035897802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/115400785035897802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/2006/07/cdiv.html' title='c&apos;div'/><author><name>JUANITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13780905138638193468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-115392171503232961</id><published>2006-07-26T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T21:48:35.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>previous post</title><content type='html'>people, the previous post was just some rant yeah, take it that i wrote nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;everyone's eyes were super swollen today man. i think we cried too much.&lt;br /&gt;by next week i'm going to become a walking historian i think =/&lt;br /&gt;history EVERYDAY. torture. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;PBL tomorrow. i'll become super happy after tomorrow =) less burden&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-115392171503232961?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/115392171503232961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13211656&amp;postID=115392171503232961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/115392171503232961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/115392171503232961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/2006/07/previous-post.html' title='previous post'/><author><name>JUANITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13780905138638193468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-115374283956769698</id><published>2006-07-24T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T20:07:19.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to the DEAREST REFEREE;</title><content type='html'>STUPID. YOU PRATICALLY ROBBED US OF GETTING INTO THE SEMIS. FIRST GOAL WAS SHORT CORNER. GOOD GOAL. THE NEXT MIN WHEN WE GOT INTO THE D, CHRISSY GOT ANOTHER TOP NET AND YOU BLEW YOUR WHISTLE, MEANING THAT IT WAS A GOAL. BUT WHEN EVERYONE GOT BACK TO THE STARTING POSITION, YOU STUPIDLY BLEW YOUR WHISTLE AND SAID THAT IT WASN'T A GOAL AT ALL. GIVING US ALL THOSE FALSE HOPE AND JOY. WE DESERVED THIS MORE THAN SENGKANG. YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN COACH, HAVEN'T SEEN HIM SO HAPPY BEFORE. THEN YOU HAD TO SPOIL IT.  IT WAS A GOAL. I REPEAT. IT WAS A GOAL. AFTER THE MATCH, YOU STILL SAID THAT BECAUSE THE BALL HAD BODY CONTACT WITH THE SENGKANG GIRL AFTER THE REBOUND FROM THE GOALIE. BUT IF THIS HAD HAPPENED, YOU COULD'VE GIVEN US A SHORT CORNER ALREADY. BUT YOU DIDN'T. YOU CONTINUED THE GAME AND EVENTUALLY WHEN WE SCORED, YOU COUNTED IT AS A GOAL, BUT THE NEXT MINUTE, YOU CHANGED YOUR MIND. WHAT'S THIS ABOUT PLAYING TO ADVANTAGE, HUH? IT'S SERIOUSLY NOT FAIR. LOOK AT THE NUMBER OF MISTAKES YOU MADE DURING THE GAME. CAN YOUR 'SORRY' EVEN HELP AT ALL? THIS COMPETITION IS ONLY ONCE A YEAR, AND YOU HAD TO COME AND SPOIL EVERYTHING. SO IT ENDED AS A 1-1 DRAW WHEN IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE 2-1? AND WE LOST BECAUSE OF GOAL DIFFERENCE? WE GAVE OUR BEST, GOT WHAT WE WANTED, AND YOU HAD TO DASH OUR HOPES? LOOK AT WHAT HAPPENED AFTER THE GAME, HAZEL GOT HER ASTHMA ATTACK, CHRISTABEL FELT SO SO DISAPPOINTED WITH HERSELF, THINKING THAT SHE SCORED, BUT YOU DIDN'T COUNT IT AT ALL, NATASHA DIDN'T WANT TO GO HOME TO FACE HER PARENTS, AND REZWANA FAINTED WHEN SHE GOT HOME. WILL YOU BE ABLE TO BEAR ALL THESE CONSEQUENCES? THIS WAS ALL THE DAMAGE YOU'VE DONE TO THE TEAM.&lt;br /&gt;WE DESERVED THE CHANCE TO GET INTO THE SEMIS. I THINK YOU ARE NOT EVEN FIT TO BE A REFEREE. I DON'T CARE IF YOU READ THIS AS I'M JUST TRYING TO EXPRESS WHAT I REALLY THINK. THIS IS NOT FAIR. WHY NOT YOU JUST GO ADMIT THAT IT'S YOUR FAULT AND WE'LL GET IN? IT'S SO OBVIOUS. AND IT'S EASY TO JUST GO ADMIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS STINKS. AND IT'S SO UNFAIR TO US.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-115374283956769698?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/115374283956769698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13211656&amp;postID=115374283956769698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/115374283956769698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/115374283956769698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/2006/07/to-dearest-referee.html' title='to the DEAREST REFEREE;'/><author><name>JUANITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13780905138638193468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-115340386208925859</id><published>2006-07-20T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T21:57:42.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>I AM SO TIRED. AND SO DISAPPOINTED IN MYSELF.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-115340386208925859?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/115340386208925859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13211656&amp;postID=115340386208925859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/115340386208925859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/115340386208925859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>JUANITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13780905138638193468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-115322535459585926</id><published>2006-07-18T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T20:22:34.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zhiyang.</title><content type='html'>okay. first, this guy came to our school for some survey for his project. according to zhao laoshi. chen laoshi was like yelling to huijun, grace and i that "huang zhiyang lai le, qu gen ta na qian ming!" and three of us were like super slow that we stared at her and shouted back "shui shi huang zhiyang??!" so funny lah. i think he sorta heard us and was like staring at us. we laughed and huijun, suddenly burst out, 'hey! my brother's name's also huang zhiyang and he's also from hwa chong you know?' and we laughed again. haha. and i think that it was a known fact that kristie is crazy over him that it seemed that the entire school was looking for her just to tell her that he came. oh yes, and vivien sorta tried irritating him. yep.kristie went as far as asking him to sign the back of the council tie okay? yes, that extent. and i kept trying to get them hurry up for oral. haha.&lt;br /&gt;and i found out from zhao laoshi that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i didn't fail higher chinese &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;like i normally do! whee! it made my day totally okay. but oral had to spoil it. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;oral was okay, and i managed to make the teacher laugh okay. so i guess it should be all right. besides, IT'S OVER! AHAAHA.&lt;br /&gt;man. i'm having problem with physics! diediedie. and whatdayya know, for the UNSW competition for science, i missed the darned distinction by a mere 1 mark! grrr.&lt;br /&gt;match against CBR tomorrow. coach said minimum of five goals. but i think my dear teammates will do better right? we've trained so hard. the physical and everything. so i think we will do it yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;GO CREZ HOCKEY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;FOREVER NUMBER 1 &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-115322535459585926?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/115322535459585926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13211656&amp;postID=115322535459585926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/115322535459585926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/115322535459585926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/2006/07/zhiyang.html' title='zhiyang.'/><author><name>JUANITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13780905138638193468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-115227499209127807</id><published>2006-07-07T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T20:23:12.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala</title><content type='html'>lame post.&lt;br /&gt;turbo girl is my favourite pal!&lt;br /&gt;BOOM! ZooM!&lt;br /&gt;random random.&lt;br /&gt;COMMOM TEST STARTS ON MONDAY! DARN.&lt;br /&gt;game against EVSS on wed.&lt;br /&gt;10 rounds tomorrow. investiture rehearsal tomorrow. long day ahead.&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was the most memorable training i've ever had. man. coach made us run 3.2km and sprints non stop without a break. but seriously. i really learnt to be strong and put mind over matter. go through the process and you'll get your goal. actually, i think everyone did. so yay! haha!&lt;br /&gt;crez hockey all the way!&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, did i tell you, D&amp;amp;T IS THE WORST THING I'VE EVER HAD!&lt;br /&gt;BOO.&lt;br /&gt;also, i'm currently collecting answers for hazel,&lt;br /&gt;why didn't the chicken cross the road?&lt;br /&gt;answers, anyone? tagboard's on your right&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;p.s this is a super random post that has no links anywhere, anyhow, whatsoever.&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-115107677882308280</id><published>2006-06-23T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T23:32:58.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At The Beginning;</title><content type='html'>man, i'm totally addicted to this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were strangers&lt;br /&gt;Starting out on a journey&lt;br /&gt;Never dreaming&lt;br /&gt;What we'd have to go through&lt;br /&gt;Now here we are&lt;br /&gt;And I'm suddenly standing&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;No one told me&lt;br /&gt;I was going to find you&lt;br /&gt;Unexpected&lt;br /&gt;What you did to my heart&lt;br /&gt;When I lost hope&lt;br /&gt;You were there to remind me&lt;br /&gt;This is the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road&lt;br /&gt;And I want to keep going&lt;br /&gt;Love is a river&lt;br /&gt;I wanna keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road&lt;br /&gt;Now and forever&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful journey&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;When the world stops turning&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;When the storm is through&lt;br /&gt;In the end I wanna be standing&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were strangers&lt;br /&gt;On a crazy adventure&lt;br /&gt;Never dreaming&lt;br /&gt;How our dreams would come true&lt;br /&gt;Now here we stand&lt;br /&gt;Unafraid of the future&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road&lt;br /&gt;And I want to keep going&lt;br /&gt;Love is a river&lt;br /&gt;I wanna keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road&lt;br /&gt;Now and forever&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful journey&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;When the world stops turning&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;When the storm is through&lt;br /&gt;In the end I wanna be standing&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew there was somebody somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Like me alone in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Now I know my dream will live on&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting so long&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna tear us apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road&lt;br /&gt;And I want to keep going&lt;br /&gt;Love is a river&lt;br /&gt;I wanna keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road&lt;br /&gt;Now and forever&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful journey&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;When the world stops turning&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;When the storm is through&lt;br /&gt;In the end I wanna be standing&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road and I wanna keep going&lt;br /&gt;Love is a river I wanna keep going on....&lt;br /&gt;Starting out on a journey&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road and I wanna going&lt;br /&gt;Love is river I wanna keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;In the end I wanna be standing&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you.&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-115107627774712029</id><published>2006-06-23T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T23:24:37.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SLC;</title><content type='html'>oh man, I SO LOVE SLC!&lt;br /&gt;it's so fun. FUNFUNFUN!&lt;br /&gt;met abigail at st nicks in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;then went to the dance studio. and surprisingly, we were one of the earliest!&lt;br /&gt;many confusion. and carol was so guilty that she kept apologising over the phone. nvm carol, it's not your fault :)&lt;br /&gt;got separated into different groups. yep.&lt;br /&gt;i was in group A. and it is for APPLES! okay. lame. but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;and the guys were funny. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;well, it's so fun that it's undescrible. you gotta experience it yourself to understand. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/1152/1600/DSC00101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/1152/320/DSC00101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3SLC'06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/1152/1600/DSCN0165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/1152/320/DSCN0165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A is for APPLES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoosh. school reopens in 2-3 days. man. die. homework not finished yet. die juanita die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-115107627774712029?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/115107627774712029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13211656&amp;postID=115107627774712029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/115107627774712029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/115107627774712029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/2006/06/slc.html' title='SLC;'/><author><name>JUANITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13780905138638193468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-115035400149143971</id><published>2006-06-15T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T14:46:41.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>yesterday's match was. WHOOH!&lt;br /&gt;didn't get trashed.&lt;br /&gt;watched cars after that. it's funny i tell you. but must stay and watch the credits.&lt;br /&gt;going for student leaders' convention next week. dunno what it's like. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too much homework is bad for you.&lt;br /&gt;chrissy is a funny woman.&lt;br /&gt;'this is a spray, can spray. pssssstttt!'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-115035400149143971?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/115035400149143971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13211656&amp;postID=115035400149143971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/115035400149143971'/><link 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after duty with jane was the most enjoyable time. we were wandering aimlessly around tiong and decided to spend our aprox. 2 hr of free time in coffee bean reading NEWSPAPERS! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;trng had rain, with loud loud thunder and bright bright lightning so had 'theory' first. then started like quite long later. had match with STC. won them 1-0. got many many chances to score but....missed them. played badly lah. i was so confused when playing. and its funny when christabel marks me. we kept pushing each other and fighting for the ball. oh wells. another match with them tomorrow. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going thailand with church on sun and i haven't packed yet. lazy me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays are homework, homework and more homework. i'm gonna drown soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-114916836999277934?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-114855572425146823</id><published>2006-05-25T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T19:15:24.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>today's trng was...okay.&lt;br /&gt;it rained half-way, complete with lightning and thunder.&lt;br /&gt;so it was fitness!&lt;br /&gt;i seriously think i eat too much and is getting heavy.&lt;br /&gt;-200 sit ups&lt;br /&gt;-60 push ups&lt;br /&gt;-40x3 steppings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone was like half dead after the fitness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bad thing, i have to miss the under 15 tournament just because i have to go to this church missionary trip to thailand. well. i just hope that i die because of avian virus and deprivation of hockey. bye bye. hurmph. why do they want me to go at such a point of time. i totally regret to agreeing to go thailand. but those people just kept pestering me on. i just hate this. a chance to play in a real tournament and some church thingy spoils it. darn.&lt;br /&gt;my mum says like it's a chance to experience life in a village. c'mon, i'll still gain experience when playing in a tournament, it's just a different kind of experience. i'm really moody now. roar.&lt;br /&gt;i really wish to play in that tournament, even if it means that i'll have to give up my chances of getting cip points of whatever that is. hockey is the first thing on my mind now.&lt;br /&gt;how great.&lt;br /&gt;my holidays are spoiled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-114855572425146823?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/114855572425146823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>hey nicole!&lt;br /&gt;since i haven't got the chance to tell you billy's new name, i shall post it here. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;billy's new name :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silly billy willy welly belly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try saying that quickly. =) i shall come up with more extension at a later date.&lt;br /&gt;taa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-114810997829320254?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/114810997829320254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13211656&amp;postID=114810997829320254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114810997829320254'/><link rel='self' 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blogs..o4-if u r tagged the 2nd time,there's no need to do it again..o5-have fun doing this!!=PP!!&lt;br /&gt;gender: male [DUH]&lt;br /&gt;point 1:must be romantic&lt;br /&gt;point 2:smart&lt;br /&gt;point 3:not a petty guy&lt;br /&gt;point 4:respect for MY privacy&lt;br /&gt;point 5:be loyal&lt;br /&gt;point 6:must be in the right state of mind&lt;br /&gt;point 7:trustworthy&lt;br /&gt;point 8:uses his brain.&lt;br /&gt;the eight pple me wanna sabo...&lt;br /&gt;i shall be nice and not sabo anyone but KAYFONG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-114810980855657795?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/114810980855657795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13211656&amp;postID=114810980855657795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114810980855657795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114810980855657795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/2006/05/quiz_20.html' title='quiz'/><author><name>JUANITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13780905138638193468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-114810880670614874</id><published>2006-05-20T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T15:06:46.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VIP test</title><content type='html'>i feel so lost. so guilty that i missed hockey for vip test. totally screwed that up.  english was okay, until the last part. i think i went a little out of point. but nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;didn't blog yesterday. so i shall update about what had happened.&lt;br /&gt;watched i not stupid too. was nice even though i watched it for the second time. then ms lau came, went through math paper and then she gave us our CA and SA results. bad bad bad. there was this obscene line below my chinese SA marks. boo. amanda yeo then helped me calculate my overall. got not really fantastic results. lower than fifi and kris. sad. after school i was intending to go home but i met pearlyn and amanda tan and decided to go bowling with them. it was so fun! heehee. i want to do it again soon! =)&lt;br /&gt;anyway. christabel, work harder and prove yourself that you can do it. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-114810880670614874?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-114795898895015073</id><published>2006-05-18T21:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T21:33:29.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pace;</title><content type='html'>things are going too fast today that my poor brain cannot take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. found out people in six a side team&lt;br /&gt;2. watched white chicks in class&lt;br /&gt;3. got back results [those horrible vegetable results]&lt;br /&gt;4. SC team briefing&lt;br /&gt;5. hockey training&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. found out who got into the team. kinda expected and disappointed. i will make a vow and train harder for 11 a side. make sure that i'll do well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. white chicks are really hilarious, i tell you. i spent more than half of the movie laughing. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. got back results. only got 2 A1s this time round. sad. was aiming for higher results. but well, i shall start mugging earlier next time. and i want to stone fifi gho! hurmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. spent 1/2 hr for this briefing about mass runs. yep. and i changed felissa's name yet again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. training. was okay. but accidents just had to happen. first, chermaine's eye got hit by the ball, not long after, mine got hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is a very traumatising day for me. i am not in the mood for &lt;strong&gt;ANYTHING&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;my younger sis just had to come telling me about the wonderful results she's got. reminds me of my stupid mid year results. irritating.&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-114795898895015073?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/114795898895015073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13211656&amp;postID=114795898895015073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114795898895015073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114795898895015073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/2006/05/pace_18.html' title='pace;'/><author><name>JUANITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13780905138638193468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-114786553822360504</id><published>2006-05-17T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T19:32:18.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today;</title><content type='html'>yep yep. people, guess what? i managed to get everything done today and sent to njc! wahahha.&lt;br /&gt;and i FAILED MY HIGHER MOTHER TONGUE PAPER. BY A MEASLY 0.2 MARKS. DARN. zhao lao shi told us that the entire sec2 higher chinese peeps didn't do well. the highest in the class was like only 69.25? bad bad. teachers should moderate the marks and set easier papers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after getting everything done, i went back to school with grace and we ate sundae and chestnuts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instructions to shell a chestnut:&lt;br /&gt;1. cut a line across the centre of the chestnut with your nail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. squeeze the sides of the nut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. remove the top part of the nut shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. enjoy the nut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha. that was the instructions we found on the paper bag containing the chestnuts.&lt;br /&gt;then photo taking. it was funny. okay. lazy to elaborate. skip.&lt;br /&gt;and then after phototaking, we went to take photos. at the bus stop. sorry if it's badly pixelated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/1152/1600/DSC00055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/1152/320/DSC00055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/1152/1600/DSC00054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/1152/320/DSC00054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's about it. anyway, NORMAN, YOU LEFT YOUR HANDPHONE WITH YOUR FRIEND AND HE CALLED ME. I MEAN WHY OUT OF SO MANY PEOPLE HE CHOSE TO CALL ME. BLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/1152/1600/DSC00055.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-114786553822360504?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/114786553822360504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13211656&amp;postID=114786553822360504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114786553822360504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114786553822360504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/2006/05/today.html' title='today;'/><author><name>JUANITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13780905138638193468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-114778738346742828</id><published>2006-05-16T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T21:49:43.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tomorrow;</title><content type='html'>tomorrow's a very busy and tight day which i'll spend the time travelling around singapore. how fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;schedule for tomorrow;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.45-2.15: school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.15-2.30: must reach mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.30-3.10: must reach primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.10- 3.30: must must get chops to certify documents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.30-4.20: must must must reach NJC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.20- 5.00: must must must MUST REACH SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.45: HOCKEY PHOTO-TAKING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drat. gonna meet the photography club again. hurmph.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-114778738346742828?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/114778738346742828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13211656&amp;postID=114778738346742828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114778738346742828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114778738346742828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/2006/05/tomorrow.html' title='tomorrow;'/><author><name>JUANITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13780905138638193468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-114775507980098600</id><published>2006-05-16T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T12:54:20.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday...and da vinci code</title><content type='html'>hmm. about yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;i tell you, LEARNING JOURNEY IS A TOTAL WASTE OF TIME AND MONEY. the tour guide don't seem to have any knowledge at all lah. so we kept taking photos and more photos.&lt;br /&gt;then when we got back to school i went to take my refrence form from mrs yeoh and went to find ms lau for grace's and my common test results. then we went to photocopy our cca and cip records and when we were going to GO to certify that our copies were true, the stupid photography club people stopped us at the corridoor and made us wait. waited for so long and after the previous class finished their photo taking, we wanted to go but then the stupid people didn't let us go. they made us go the long long way lah. made us wait for so long and now want us to go another way. plain stupid. and we were already late for trng lah. after the chopping, further fustration! had to back to find ms lau and ask her to siign for us. hurmph. we were really late. so we decided to cab there. on the way, met sya and jane so we went together. stupid photography club. i detest them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had training. it's really tough. and for the match, we scored a goal against our seniors! whee! 2-1. you go girl, nasima! =D and we penetrated the D many many times. heehee. then at fitness, it was so funny. the seniors were betting on who ran the fastest. and they were like cheering and cheering. ahaha. then after trng, coach was back to his 'fangying loves me' mode. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at night, i was playing with the radio's tuner [ i dunno why also] and i found myself at 93.3 FM and i heard this dedication:&lt;br /&gt;'for the crescent girls' 2C1'05 and njc[dunno what class] and for njc and crescent girls' hockey players'&lt;br /&gt;when i heard that, i was like omg. it could only mean one person, pamela? i think so. she was in 2C1'05 and nj now and is in hockey.&lt;br /&gt;lalalala. today is a boring day. going to VJC later to submit my application. gahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. about da vinci code. this is absurd. why did the sensor board make it NC 16? i want to watch. i want to watch. hurmph.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-114775507980098600?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/114775507980098600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13211656&amp;postID=114775507980098600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114775507980098600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114775507980098600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/2006/05/yesterdayand-da-vinci-code.html' title='yesterday...and da vinci code'/><author><name>JUANITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13780905138638193468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-114753664409185208</id><published>2006-05-13T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T00:10:44.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday; bbq</title><content type='html'>omgomg, BBQ totally rocked!&lt;br /&gt;it was so so so fun!&lt;br /&gt;eating, playing in the pool, taking photos blah, blah, blah. heehee. i want it again!&lt;br /&gt;after all that, grace, kristie, qianying and i went around taking crazy photos. haha. but i thought this was a nice one :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kristie and qianying were trying to make the photo look freaky. we took two attempts.&lt;br /&gt;it's very scary so i rather not upload it.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to other places doing more crazy stuff. yep. we even went to the toilet!&lt;br /&gt;after which we went back to the bbq where amanda yeo, steph, siying and jiali were the only ones left. when we got there, they were practically freaking out cause they thought we went home already. we laughed, laughed and took more photos! haha. then after that, we went to the gym to take some more!&lt;br /&gt;there was one that was. er. sick. haha. then after all the 'rioting', we took a group photo! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the survivors! wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/1152/1600/gym%20later;%20group%20remaining.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/1152/320/gym%20later%3B%20group%20remaining.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, we packed up and after steph's 'pleading' for us to go up to her house, we finally went up. then at the lift we were talking about how qian ying gets more and more like -ahem- nowadays. haha. and when we got to steph's room, we took more photos! and one of them is a funny one. hahs.&lt;br /&gt;went home with amanda, jiali and siying at 'round 10.30 and got home at 11 plus. too lazy to blog then so i went to sleep in case i cannot wake up for today's training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then,&lt;br /&gt;TODAY;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had training early in the morning. and gosh, six aside is like on the 22/23? time flies. really. then it's the under 15 thingy.  [he needed us to gain experience] it costs $200 per team?! like whoa. then it's 'c' div already. ahhhh. scary. don't even think i could make it to team. i can't hit well now. and i sorta forgot how to jink. die. guess i'll have to train doubly hard.&lt;br /&gt;sya wanted me to go towning with her after trng but i couldn't stay out long and we had no idea what we where going to do so we decided to go there another day. haha. and i can't believe it, she was so hyper for once. haha =D&lt;br /&gt;i think our new training balls are colourful. and monday's learning journey. which will be boring i bet. but there would be training in the afternoon! whee. at least there is something i could look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;until now, i'm still not sure what i'm talking about. but nevermind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-114753664409185208?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/114753664409185208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13211656&amp;postID=114753664409185208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114753664409185208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114753664409185208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/2006/05/yesterday-bbq.html' title='yesterday; bbq'/><author><name>JUANITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13780905138638193468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-114735462021460088</id><published>2006-05-11T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T21:37:00.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>squirrels;</title><content type='html'>JUANI; bbq. says:&lt;br /&gt;how do squirrels taste?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6% GST and Progress Package Returns says:&lt;br /&gt;like chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUANI; bbq. says:&lt;br /&gt;er. right&lt;br /&gt;so what you mean is that squirrels taste like chicken and chickens taste like squirrels&lt;br /&gt;wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6% GST and Progress Package Returns says:&lt;br /&gt;profound that&lt;br /&gt;u can quote me if u like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUANI; bbq. says:&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-114735462021460088?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/114735462021460088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13211656&amp;postID=114735462021460088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114735462021460088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114735462021460088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/2006/05/squirrels.html' title='squirrels;'/><author><name>JUANITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13780905138638193468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-114734819435141834</id><published>2006-05-11T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T19:49:54.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blah</title><content type='html'>NORMAN IS A SADISTIC PERSON WHO LIVES ON SQUIRRELS AND IS ABOUT TO DIE ANYTIME SOON. wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is a horrible day. started off with the police talk in which the policeman was late and we have to sit down there and wait for 'his majesty' to arrive. and the talk was boring. tells us all about things which we already know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, we had this sexuality education talk. people said that sexuality education talk= sexual talk=sex talk=-ahem-.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and i think it seriously insults our intelligence. talking about hormosexuals [gays], bisexuals, transexuals and heterosexuals. lots of things that we've already known.&lt;br /&gt;and i declare that fifi is bisexual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we had this physics test! it was supposed to judge our style of learning so that the teachers would start teaching us physics in that manner that we're accustomed to. the paper was difficult lor. so i scribbled here, there. and i doubt i'll do well. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had this fire drill thingy and we had to go to the hall for some briefing on how to escape. it was totally boring so i kept hitting fifi and we played chopsticks! yay! hhaa. guess that we're just deprived of childhood. then we were saved. by the phototaking that was scheduled for our class! hurray! seriously, phototaking sucks. yeah. i was taller than some people that was standing up. boohoo. i hate sitting down. the photography club people just ask for too much. they asked us to clench our fists and to put it in front and our legs must be together. stupid. i didn't clench my fists properly and they were like saying,' you wouldn't want to be the odd one out'. i don't know why but i just &lt;strike&gt;hate&lt;/strike&gt; dislike the photography club at school. no offence though. just my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i therefore conclude that post exam activities are boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-114734819435141834?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/114734819435141834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13211656&amp;postID=114734819435141834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114734819435141834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114734819435141834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/2006/05/blah.html' title='blah'/><author><name>JUANITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13780905138638193468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-114725361520471518</id><published>2006-05-10T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T17:51:58.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz</title><content type='html'>tagged by EVIL kayfong to do this. haha. i'm nice to oblige because my MID YEARS ARE OVER. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 20 people you can think of right now. Don't read the questions until you have named the 20 people. At the end of it all, choose 5 people to do this. Ready? Start~!&lt;br /&gt;1) PRISCILLA MY RADISH&lt;br /&gt;2) Linda&lt;br /&gt;3) qianying&lt;br /&gt;4) christabel&lt;br /&gt;5) claudia&lt;br /&gt;6) norman&lt;br /&gt;7) grace&lt;br /&gt;8) siying&lt;br /&gt;9) vanessa&lt;br /&gt;10) junkai&lt;br /&gt;11) jonas&lt;br /&gt;12) yankai&lt;br /&gt;13) kenneth&lt;br /&gt;14) peiyun&lt;br /&gt;15) chloe&lt;br /&gt;16) aaron&lt;br /&gt;17) jane&lt;br /&gt;18) yvonne&lt;br /&gt;19) abel&lt;br /&gt;20) kristie&lt;br /&gt;Now here is the questions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet #14? We were classmates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you never met #1? i would die -hysterical laughter-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if #20 and #9 dated? It seems wrong. besides, i thought kristie was married? xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever like #19? YUCKS. i'd rather die instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would #6 and #17 make a good couple? they don't even know each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe #3 She loves to eat, loves john teo, loves adriano and is a crazy girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think #8 is attractive? she? haha. in a way yes. she needs that to attract jean =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me something about #7 she could win ms random universe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know any of #12's family? er. no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's #8's favourites? keeping a lookout for jean and being random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if #18 confesses that he/she likes you? erm. THIS IS SERIOUSLY WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What language does #15 speak?English, chinese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is #9 going out with? friends from timbuktu island!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old is #16 now?14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you spoke to # long ago. last month?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is #2's favourite singer/band?i am not sure. but if you ask about actor, it would be TOM FELTON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date #4? er. it's wrong but then spongebob goes along well with krabs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date #7? er. no. we are girls. but we could go out together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#15 single? DUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is #10's last name? junkai?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever be in a serious relationship with #11? NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What school does #3 go to? Crescent Girls'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does #6 live? hougang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favourite thing about #5? nice friend :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen #1 naked? i would be outta my mind. this question is stupid.&lt;br /&gt;---My 5 Victims---&lt;br /&gt;1) SIYING&lt;br /&gt;2) pris&lt;br /&gt;3) lynnette&lt;br /&gt;4) hujun&lt;br /&gt;5) amanda YEO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this quiz is finally over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry guys, but i'm sabo-ing you people. but as for siying, i'm just taking revenge. wahaha. revenge is sweet dear. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-114725361520471518?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/114725361520471518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13211656&amp;postID=114725361520471518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114725361520471518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114725361520471518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/2006/05/quiz.html' title='Quiz'/><author><name>JUANITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13780905138638193468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-114725038964974619</id><published>2006-05-10T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T16:39:49.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mid-years</title><content type='html'>whoots! announcement:MID YEARS ARE FINALLY OVER PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;and boo, i screwed up all my papers. byebye As.&lt;br /&gt;math paper 1 was uber easy. but when it came to paper 2, argh. i don't even understand the questions. so i'm prepared to fail the second paper. ahhhhh. i'm so scared. and quite a number of people did not finish the paper. die man.&lt;br /&gt;for geog, one sentence says it all. 'too much to write yet so little time given'.&lt;br /&gt;science; i can only say that i'm really disappointed with myself.&lt;br /&gt; hurmph. i think mid years are there to just kill us. i'll do very badly this time round.&lt;br /&gt;during math today, i heard from people that one of our invigilators fainted and our poor form teacher had to carry her out of class. heehee. i missed all that action out.hahas.&lt;br /&gt;now i have all the time in the world to complete the application for ip. but fangying was like telling me that it's stressful and all that. so i dunno. and also i am confused. norman told me that my essay was kinda out of point but qianying was like saying that it was okay. maybe i'll just edit some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MID YEARS ARE ALL OVER, SCREAM FOR JOY!&lt;br /&gt;and also, my honour card is missing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-114725038964974619?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/114725038964974619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13211656&amp;postID=114725038964974619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114725038964974619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114725038964974619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/2006/05/mid-years.html' title='mid-years'/><author><name>JUANITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13780905138638193468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-114688583467805190</id><published>2006-05-06T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T11:23:54.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>polling day</title><content type='html'>today is polling day = public holiday= it would be crowded everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;here i am, sitting in my room, with a superbly nice view of the polling station, complete with people and police. cool.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, NORMAN; I'VE FINISHED THE VJC ESSAY ALREADY! WAHAHAHA. I WIN.&lt;br /&gt;randomness have been quite contagious recently. refer to my tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;the 'write-a-lot' papers are all done! whee!&lt;br /&gt;but now, it's the 'don't-have-to-write-that-much-but-have-to-mug-really-hard' papers that are coming up. [science, geog,math] blah.&lt;br /&gt;off to study and to complete the PERSONAL STATEMENT for NJC.&lt;br /&gt;i have so much to do yet so little time to complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTOPHER; I HAVEN'T FORGOTTEN ABOUT YOU. DIE SOON.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-114688583467805190?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/114688583467805190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13211656&amp;postID=114688583467805190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114688583467805190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114688583467805190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/2006/05/polling-day.html' title='polling day'/><author><name>JUANITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13780905138638193468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-114683635655345327</id><published>2006-05-05T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T21:39:16.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LITERATURE;</title><content type='html'>BOO TO LIT. BOO.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU CHRISTOPHER! I HOPE THAT YOU WILL BE KILLED BY THE GRANDFATHER CLOCK!&lt;br /&gt;well, i think that's everyone's wish for the term too. especially today.&lt;br /&gt;BLAH. talking to 6A peeps now on msn and it's like so lame. haha. i miss you guys. all those spamming. so funny lah. lalala.&lt;br /&gt;the definition one gave for spam - short possible annoying messages&lt;br /&gt;so funny. then they continued with lame and stupid jokes haha.&lt;br /&gt;hope to see you people soon! only saw jonas today and claudia yesterday. hahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE CHRISTOPHER DIE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-114683635655345327?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/114683635655345327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13211656&amp;postID=114683635655345327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114683635655345327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114683635655345327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/2006/05/literature.html' title='LITERATURE;'/><author><name>JUANITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13780905138638193468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-114674273239626644</id><published>2006-05-04T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T19:42:48.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chinese paper;</title><content type='html'>/edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese paper was, bad.&lt;br /&gt;paper1- we were supposed to choose a functional writing between both qns given and the recipient's name was a female.&lt;br /&gt;here is question 1 : attempt to write a letter to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;your father&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; about why teenagers want to imigrate to other countries.&lt;br /&gt;if the recipient is supposed to be a female, that means my father is a female= my parents are supposedly lass. hahaha. how &lt;strike&gt;idiotic&lt;/strike&gt; stupid can it get?&lt;br /&gt;then,&lt;br /&gt;paper 2 was no better. sentence phrasing was totally confusing. even liuxin was confused. and for the last passage, pratically everyone didn't understand the passage at all. it was talking about shu2 nu[with the 2 dots]3 [cultured/refined/elegant lady] at first. then all of a sudden, poof! it became politics! i mean like how on earth did politics have any relations to this shu2 nu[2 dots again]3? blah.&lt;br /&gt;xiangyi thought it was a prostitute! haha&lt;br /&gt;then my darhling radish was no better. haha. she thought it was a PLANT!&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;i'm prepared to die already. anyway, nicole had already helped me dig my grave at the long jump pit. [okay, that's just random]&lt;br /&gt;then after school went to make spects. sorta got convinced to make this frameless one that will glow in the dark. pris wants me to wear to the class bbq so that i would become a walking lightstick. but. it is not permanent. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;yup both sides increased by 25. but it's really good already lah, considering that i haven't gone to the optician for dunno how long. yup yup.&lt;br /&gt;one more paper down, four more to go.&lt;br /&gt;die, tomorrow is lit. 5 essays in 2hr 10min. die for sure.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-114674273239626644?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/114674273239626644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13211656&amp;postID=114674273239626644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114674273239626644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114674273239626644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/2006/05/chinese-paper.html' title='chinese paper;'/><author><name>JUANITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13780905138638193468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-114666528403645726</id><published>2006-05-03T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T22:08:04.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was both fun and boring i guess. haha.&lt;br /&gt;in the morning i passed the refrence form to ms lau. like finally.&lt;br /&gt;during home ec, as we had nothing to do at all for 3 periods = 1hr 45mins, instead of sitting there and rotting, vivien, kristie, pris, jialing and i did really random things such as going blog hopping. heehee. and we found kristie's long deleted blog and we started tagging non stop. really lame. and for dunno what reason, kristie went crazy.&lt;br /&gt;then we talked about  css. so funny. pris wanted kristie's signatures in case she really joined so that she could go sell it to people and every $200 dollars she earned, she'll give kristie $20. it was so funny. that randomness.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, i am really happy now :D&lt;br /&gt;so far my lowest score for everything in my CAs is only B4. heehee. i hope i can still do better.&lt;br /&gt;darn. tomorrow is chinese. 4 whole hours of writing. the day after tomorrow is literature. as i've said before, LITERATURE IS HAZARDOUS. had to write 5 essays in 2hr 10 mins. horrible.&lt;br /&gt;these two papers are probably my doom. my poor hand. it's gonna ache like crazy. boo.&lt;br /&gt;good luck to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-114666528403645726?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/114666528403645726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13211656&amp;postID=114666528403645726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114666528403645726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114666528403645726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-was-both-fun-and-boring-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>JUANITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13780905138638193468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-114647056940291244</id><published>2006-05-01T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T16:02:49.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAYDAY;</title><content type='html'>long weekend, but blah.&lt;br /&gt;finally got down to do siying's quiz&lt;br /&gt;Tagging person must persuade 7 lazy pple to do the quiz, and list down 10 promises of the day&lt;br /&gt;10 promises of the day:&lt;br /&gt;1. STUDY STUDY STUDY&lt;br /&gt;2. get at least 4 A1s [which is impossible]&lt;br /&gt;3. get into school team&lt;br /&gt;4. finish my personal statement&lt;br /&gt;5. get into the class i want&lt;br /&gt;6. get into the ip school i want&lt;br /&gt;7. play better hockey&lt;br /&gt;8. play better tennis&lt;br /&gt;9. study&lt;br /&gt;10. no more quiz&lt;br /&gt;7 lazy to blog pple to tag:&lt;br /&gt;1. mr lazy&lt;br /&gt;2. boo&lt;br /&gt;3. lazy bones&lt;br /&gt;4. blah&lt;br /&gt;5. christopher john francis boone&lt;br /&gt;6. noone&lt;br /&gt;7. mr nobody&lt;br /&gt;okay. my task is done.&lt;br /&gt;have been seriously mugging nowadays. ahhh. science is at the transport system already. yay.&lt;br /&gt;today is mayday,but it doesn't make much of a difference anyway. still have to study.&lt;br /&gt;mid years are hazardous too.&lt;br /&gt;ip ip.ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, just watched the mayday concert thingy and i read one message that said,&lt;br /&gt;to all crescent girls and cjc and teachers, relax and enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;so cool right?&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;don't know what to do now. so i just blog. blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for mid years to be over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-114647056940291244?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/114647056940291244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13211656&amp;postID=114647056940291244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114647056940291244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114647056940291244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/2006/05/mayday.html' title='MAYDAY;'/><author><name>JUANITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13780905138638193468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-114596813004051774</id><published>2006-04-25T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T20:28:50.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick sick sick</title><content type='html'>aww man. fever got me. hurmph. I WANT TO GO TO SCHOOL TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;-home ec practical&lt;br /&gt;-geog whatever it is&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;TODAY;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS JANE! you really cheered me up on the bus for the past two days with your lame jokes. haha. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;math today was quite boring. did nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;then PE; finally, i touched a tennis racket for dunno how long. whee! tennis rawks!&lt;br /&gt;then recess; i had to restrain from alot of food. :(&lt;br /&gt;chinese; was even more boring. did pratically nothing but this last year end year paper. that was also when i felt sick.&lt;br /&gt;science; JOHN TEO DID NOT COME TO SCHOOL AGAIN. MOVIE AGAIN! :) moulin rouge. nice movie. then when i went to the toilet, found vanessa, huijun and sylvie taking photos at the corridoor. they then dragged me to take with them lah. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hui jun looks really cute with her braces! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/1152/1600/huijun,me,sylvie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/1152/320/huijun%2Cme%2Csylvie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/1152/1600/vanessa,me,sylvie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8164/1152/320/vanessa%2Cme%2Csylvie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went back in to watch the movie.&lt;br /&gt;for assembly i had to miss it and go for this new south wales science paper. and something happened that almost made me cry. well, nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;when i got home, my mum forced me to drink this goodness knows what tea that was supposed to help me get better. however, i think it's horrible. -yucks-&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, kristie switched obsession, from zhiyang to JJ lin. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;p.s. kristie, zhongjie, vivien : passed adriano the stuff already. i think he's really gonna get the others' signatures for you all as well.&lt;br /&gt;BOO TO FLU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-114596813004051774?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/114596813004051774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13211656&amp;postID=114596813004051774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114596813004051774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114596813004051774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/2006/04/sick-sick-sick.html' title='sick sick sick'/><author><name>JUANITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13780905138638193468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-114588310065675457</id><published>2006-04-24T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T16:26:13.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick;</title><content type='html'>i am seriously not feeling well now. darn. sore throat, blocked nose and runny nose. guess that the fever would be coming after in just a matter of time. i gonna be dead. DEAD.mid year starts on friday and i'm like sick now? humph. wish me luck in getting well. boo to flu. BOO.&lt;br /&gt;today is such a nice day in school- it was so slack! :D&lt;br /&gt;we did pratically nothing as our science and english teacher did not come!&lt;br /&gt;music- watched 'cats'&lt;br /&gt;recess.&lt;br /&gt;CME- did some journal thingy and the GIRLS' book.&lt;br /&gt;science- john teo did not come so we watched 'matildia'&lt;br /&gt;english- audrey neo did not turn up as well so we continued watching the movie until school ended.&lt;br /&gt;that's that.&lt;br /&gt;well. but with those homework piling up, it's quite impossible to say that school is slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;too much homework is bad for your health&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;teachers' favourite quote' count yourself lucky that you only do a set of homework. we teachers have to mark hundreds of sets'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;please. if you don't give us homework, you won't have to mark at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;however, we need the practice so okay, homework is good but only when in moderation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ahhhh. i still have to go write my personal statement for NJ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;oh yeah, i'm slowly being influenced by the four crazy girls [kristie, zhongjie, vivien and qianying] haha. CSS was like over so long ago and they are still going bonkers over them. hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-114588310065675457?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/114588310065675457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13211656&amp;postID=114588310065675457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114588310065675457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114588310065675457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/2006/04/sick.html' title='sick;'/><author><name>JUANITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13780905138638193468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-114570054401122910</id><published>2006-04-22T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T18:09:04.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dunno why but i just felt like blogging today too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY;&lt;br /&gt;i missed hockey training because i overslept! i was so guilty okay. i actually missed this training. boohoohoo.&lt;br /&gt;okay, i went national junior collage for the integrated programme preview thingy. i like that campus and lessons, but i don't like the idea of having to score very very very well. i think the principal is a little marks based. we went for this science lesson and i seriously love the science lab. air conditioned, glass surrounding, the apparatus, the dissection blah blah blah. i love SCIENCE! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. we were showed a dissecton of a pig's eye. it was super cool. the demonstrator took out the lens and showed it to us. qian ying, grace and i were so fascinated and we took the dish thingy from the demonstrator and stared at it. she was like saying that we were so brave and stuff. then qian ying did something, she used her BARE HANDS to poke on the lens. the demonstrator was freaking out, i tell you. and there's this guy who seemed to be so grossed out by the dissection. haha. then, there's this NJ guy who was in charge of taking photos, kept taking photos of our table and happily clicking away. and we kept laughing at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;demonstrator: what colour is this? [the crushed lens in deionised water for the buriet test]&lt;br /&gt;the helper      : pink!&lt;br /&gt;the photographer guy: yellow!&lt;br /&gt;then,&lt;br /&gt;demonstrator: what colour is this? [the copper sulphate solution]&lt;br /&gt;helper: pink!&lt;br /&gt;the photographer guy: orange!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, the demonstrator got so irritated by those guys. haha. we kept laughing and laughing, and that photographer guy took pictures again. RANDOMLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the lesson, qian ying went to the dissected eye, took the 'tweezer' thingy and scapel and started to cut the eye up. until we were the only one left, apart form the NJ people. one nj guy was like laughing and saying 'no one dissects an eye like this! hahahahaha!' and they kept laughing and we too, laughed. qian ying calls that an accomplishment by the way. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after everything, qian ying and i went to the canteen and ate ice cream and we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until now, i'm still pondering on whether i should take ip or just remain in crescent, study hard, do well in 'o' levels and hopefully get into a good junior collage. hmm. -confused-&lt;br /&gt;i just sitting on the fence now, i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;p.s : happy birthday CHERMAINE =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-114570054401122910?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/114570054401122910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13211656&amp;postID=114570054401122910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114570054401122910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114570054401122910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/2006/04/dunno-why-but-i-just-felt-like.html' title=''/><author><name>JUANITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13780905138638193468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-114562320299414493</id><published>2006-04-21T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T20:40:03.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one week had just passed like just so suddenly. like ZOOOM!&lt;br /&gt;many things happened. it's just too much.&lt;br /&gt;well. let's talk about today!&lt;br /&gt;morning; got back my chinese paper. was so stressed up about my results at first. but then, when i got back my results, i almost fainted! got 71/ 100! really a huge improvement for myself, i suppose, from a C6 to B3 and now an A2. i'm just so happy for myself. i was so worried about my HMTL after taking it for 1 year plus plus as my results were actually zooming down on a roller coaster. 've thought of giving it up next year but now i think i'll just perservere on =) just try my best and decide later on.&lt;br /&gt;then had statistics during math later on; it was totally boring i tell you. i think i'll never make it to be an accountant or people who do data analyzing.it's totally blah to me.&lt;br /&gt;recess; at the end of recess, i've found out something that really pissed me off okay. spoilt my whole day. TOTALLY. HURMPH! i had to stay back after school with fifi and pris to do some open book test when we were actually supposed to do during recess but we were not informed. unfortunate.&lt;br /&gt;then english; we did the newspaper article thingy and zhong jie and i had fun fighting for this article -ahem-. hahaha. but i think this year's english is totally useless, because you don't do anything interesting at all and the teacher comes late. ALWAYS. at least 15 mins late.&lt;br /&gt;had computer studies after that; i did nothing, just went to kristie's side and helped her a lil' on her's plus listen to songs lah.nice songs she's got. anyway, I NEED A BREAK FROM FLASH ! HELP. i'm now at 200+++th frame and i need a break now. shall do it later. like not today. but it was funny when ms jean joked about siying's project, relating from tablet pcs to seeing your local dentist to oral -b. it was so funny okay.&lt;br /&gt;the worst was yet to come. after CS we had lit. not just lit, but lit test. boo. i don't like lit. i can come out with reasons for not liking lit okay. i am not going to take lit next year anyway. no one can force me.half of the time i don't understand what they want from us. but i seriously need to thank YVONNE; MY DARLING SENIOR. she really helped me yesterday when i asked her about it. thank you yvonne (=&lt;br /&gt;after that school ended, but not for me. HURMPH. i had to drag my very reluctant body to outside the third storey staff room to do my open book test.boo. ms shen said that it was going to be graded but if it is graded and counted for CAs, why is it that only MY class is doing it? within a limited time also. S3 not doing any mock test also. boo boo boo. i don't even remember doing open book graded assignments within a limited time; usually our teachers just asked us to bring it home and to complete it.&lt;br /&gt;my afternoon was totally destroyed. i am unhappy. but pris really made my day by treating me to 7 eleven mashed potatoes. THANK YOU PRIS &lt;3. we started talking on and on and on and on until we finished our food. then we had to part to different directions of the mrt. thanks pris for letting me vent my 'fustrations' and lending me your ear for my rants :) i'll help you fix your ear back to your head. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;having a three hour hockey training tomorrow; followed by NJC open house and church Bbq. busy busy.&lt;br /&gt;bye. long long post&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL [4g2 last year] says that i'll have to blog in  prefect english to improve my writing skills. so far i'm trying very hard to do that. =)&lt;br /&gt;p.s: pris: good morning good afternoon good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am fustrated over something. it's some indescribable feeling. why did you change so much all of a sudden? please go and reflect upon yourself and think of your irresponsiblity that had angered many. i do not want to make this friendship so strained because of that attitude you have. i do not wish to talk about it anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-114562320299414493?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/114562320299414493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13211656&amp;postID=114562320299414493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114562320299414493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114562320299414493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/2006/04/one-week-had-just-passed-like-just-so.html' title=''/><author><name>JUANITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13780905138638193468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-114510702315036563</id><published>2006-04-15T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T21:17:03.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalalala... i love hockey today!&lt;br /&gt;especially after the training.&lt;br /&gt;coach was singing.it was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;he called shyan mute and fangying changed name again. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;then he asked me 'juanita, are you a wanita?'&lt;br /&gt;and he said that i was blur lah.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;he told us about what it meant to go to london.&lt;br /&gt;and this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coach: you know the difference between you and me?&lt;br /&gt;fangying, natasha, and i: you are a guy and we are girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. and we made him forget what he wanted to tell us.and we called him gay.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, he went to tell us this super serious joke that almost made fy cry. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;the he sang, 'fangying loves me....' funny funny funny.&lt;br /&gt;he kept teasing us lor.&lt;br /&gt;but before we left, we sorta took 'revenge'. natasha and johanna took his shoes away! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know how to describe training today.&lt;br /&gt;FANTASTIC &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;LALALA. HOCKEY HOCKEY HOCKEY &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-114510702315036563?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/114510702315036563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13211656&amp;postID=114510702315036563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114510702315036563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114510702315036563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/2006/04/lalalala.html' title=''/><author><name>JUANITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13780905138638193468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-114424634499205198</id><published>2006-04-05T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T22:12:25.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YESTERDAY;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe it. some people in my class had just found out that i'm not a quiet, serious person after all. just because of the peacehaven trip.&lt;br /&gt;i started singing. getting hyper&lt;br /&gt;people were shocked.&lt;br /&gt;serene even told me that she didn't believe that i listen to songs. she thinks that i listen to news radio everyday. hahas. funny.&lt;br /&gt;kristie went gaga over zhiyang&lt;br /&gt;vivien went crazy about yuyang&lt;br /&gt;zhongjie stood on teresa's side&lt;br /&gt;qian ying went really hyper over adriano.&lt;br /&gt;it was really hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;they flooded the whiteboard with their names.&lt;br /&gt;the whole superstar madness going about in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY;&lt;br /&gt;dazing in class.&lt;br /&gt;did my duty&lt;br /&gt;watched some performance video from kristie's computer, she repeated on and on. about who? zhiyang lor. hahas. then went to study for the VJC humanities quiz.&lt;br /&gt;42 schools participating in the quiz. like all sec 3s and 4s lah.&lt;br /&gt;we were the only sec 2s there i think.&lt;br /&gt;the quiz was difficult lahs. i didn't really understand most of them though. some of them were really weird. like something about naming a person who got assasinated in his bath tub. how stupid can it get? hahas&lt;br /&gt;well, of course we didn't get into the final four. if we really got into it, i think it's really a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;-raffles institution&lt;br /&gt;-hwa chong institution&lt;br /&gt;-chung cheng high main school&lt;br /&gt;-st joseph institution&lt;br /&gt;the four schools who got in&lt;br /&gt;SJI won in the end.&lt;br /&gt;after that, fifi, kristie and i started to talk about IP programmes.&lt;br /&gt;llalalalala. long long post. miss prissy would love this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-114424634499205198?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/114424634499205198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13211656&amp;postID=114424634499205198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114424634499205198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114424634499205198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/2006/04/yesterday-i-cant-believe-it.html' title=''/><author><name>JUANITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13780905138638193468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-114251538263674027</id><published>2006-03-16T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T21:23:02.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love house camp esp the TITANS!&lt;br /&gt;you guys rock! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 1- we had bonding games and stuff&lt;br /&gt;but the best part was when all of us jumped into the pool for the VEEP!&lt;br /&gt;love that day. but it was uber tiring.we then had this human landslide thingy. since we were the last grp, well, i shan't elaborate. but still, it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;while explaining the rules, the chief instructor was like saying,&lt;br /&gt;' last but not least, the most impt, you all must vote for me in SI'&lt;br /&gt;so funny.&lt;br /&gt;everyone was like -_-'''&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;that's the day when i realised that my group was the hyper-est all the other groups :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 2- the fun-nest. we had dragon boating first. it was like so fun.&lt;br /&gt;we went out to the middle of nowhere and the dragon boat instructor asked us to sit on the borders of the boat and he started rocking it back and forth violently and water stated pouring in. it was like sitting on the viking ship of the theme park. fun. we all screamed. but the best was yet to come. we then started to abandon ship. yepps. we jumped off the boat and into kallang river! Natasha went so hyper! she was like 'omgomg. i jumped into kallang river!'&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;the tought part was when we had to climb back into the boat we had to go into this weird position so that the instructor could pull us back into the boat without us being scratched but the barnicles growing under the boat. then after that we all spoted a fish. haha.&lt;br /&gt;we then had this water fight with other boats and then instructor andy and johnathan from another boat took away our water bailer and our boat started flooding cause we had only one water bailer left.we kept screaming at them. :)&lt;br /&gt;we had two races and we won both okay. that shows how united we were. hehs. the we did the rocking again. we seemed to have got addicted to it and then we went to this bridge and jumped into the water again. haha. overall, i love it &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TITANS &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long post. bye. but i think miss prissy would love it.&lt;br /&gt;p.s. pris: what happened to your blog?! the picture is linked to the same thing again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-114251538263674027?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/114251538263674027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13211656&amp;postID=114251538263674027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114251538263674027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114251538263674027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-love-house-camp-esp-titans-you-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>JUANITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13780905138638193468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13211656.post-114078978602448408</id><published>2006-02-24T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T22:03:06.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>surprise, surprise.&lt;br /&gt;JUANITA IS HERE TO BLOG AGAIN AFTER MANY GAZILLION YEARS!&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;after 2 heats today, 800m and high jump. like Finally.phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;800m- i totally screwed up this one, really. had trouble with my breathing halfway through and everyone just overtook me. sigh. but luckily i managed to catch up and got 3rd. lucky me.after the run i was like breathless and just felt like fainting. couldn't even stand properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;high jump- went there straight after 800m. too tired to jump. qualifying height- 1.10m. i went there and they asked me to jump 1.12 straight away. luck made me clear. then they increased to 1.15m. i was really tired then. just couldn't clear the 1.15m mark. the pole BOUNCED on my thigh. painful experience.After that i had to compete with claudia for the 4th and 5th placing. i managed to go clear until 1.17m but claudia didn't make it so we didn't went any higher. so i was fourth and she was fifth. it's okay though, cause both of us was in PANKHURST! heehee. i like jumping now. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the heats, i accompanied jane to penisular to buy new shinguards. the same as mine ^^&lt;br /&gt;and she got it cheaper lah. *pouts* i bought for 20 and she got it for 18. life just isn't fair.then when we were going home, walking towards the mrt station, something amusing happened to us and both of us couldn't help laughing non stop. apparently some guy came up to us and tried to convince us over something. well, what thing i shall not tell. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;did nothing much except for coming home and completing my movie making.&lt;br /&gt;shall not elaborate any more.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;[can't wait to go for training tomorrow]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13211656-114078978602448408?l=blahdots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/feeds/114078978602448408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13211656&amp;postID=114078978602448408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114078978602448408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13211656/posts/default/114078978602448408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blahdots.blogspot.com/2006/02/surprise-surprise.html' title=''/><author><name>JUANITA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13780905138638193468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
