<?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-431766831524011265</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:01:07.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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>437</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-431766831524011265.post-6207598241643707782</id><published>2009-08-21T20:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T20:19:24.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Glorious redeemer, You have paid for my life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have gone before me, now I walk by Your side.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I lift my hands to you Lord, You are worthy of all praise.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesus&lt;/strong&gt; reigns.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-6207598241643707782?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/6207598241643707782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=6207598241643707782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/6207598241643707782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/6207598241643707782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/08/glorious-redeemer-you-have-paid-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-1149308877818628731</id><published>2009-08-19T21:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T21:47:48.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School is extremely boring. Got back some results though. Okay lah. And Van just went offline. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... She's appearing offline. Hurrah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-1149308877818628731?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/1149308877818628731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=1149308877818628731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/1149308877818628731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/1149308877818628731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/08/school-is-extremely-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-3214460681349588425</id><published>2009-08-15T22:40:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T23:13:16.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rubi</title><content type='html'>Hey. Went to church today. But before that went back to nbps's gb in the morning. Pretty boring. One of the juniors scolded me. -_o Also, when we reached nbps, Mr Haniff was doing the ACES day dance. Lol. Anyway, the good part was that I got to see the wall of tiles, which our batch last year painted. We took photos then painted faces onto the tiles. It was damn cool. Yeah so took photos of it. Then rushed to church. After zone F service went to marina square to eat and do a video for Pastor How's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around marina square, then went back to church at 8pm. Went up to admin office, Dominic was looking at youtube videos of Cadbury's eyebrow advertistment. After that he had an idea of doing the advertistment. So Leona came in and Dominic started using a marker to draw thick eyebrows on Leona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SobOS1WRbCI/AAAAAAAAB60/OCC1-fXLav0/s1600-h/DSC00841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370206428639357986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SobOS1WRbCI/AAAAAAAAB60/OCC1-fXLav0/s320/DSC00841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SobOSfwbW4I/AAAAAAAAB6s/L3TNtk_ptks/s1600-h/DSC00845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370206422843480962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SobOSfwbW4I/AAAAAAAAB6s/L3TNtk_ptks/s320/DSC00845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SobN7XTO0jI/AAAAAAAAB6k/DchYHdCoXzY/s1600-h/DSC00848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370206025436549682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SobN7XTO0jI/AAAAAAAAB6k/DchYHdCoXzY/s320/DSC00848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nbps has ANOTHER pond now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SobN7Djw53I/AAAAAAAAB6c/i9xs63659fU/s1600-h/DSC00865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370206020137183090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SobN7Djw53I/AAAAAAAAB6c/i9xs63659fU/s320/DSC00865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jessica's phonechain is bigger than her phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SobN6lYDVBI/AAAAAAAAB6U/RBJus86TTPc/s1600-h/DSC00871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370206012034995218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SobN6lYDVBI/AAAAAAAAB6U/RBJus86TTPc/s320/DSC00871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jessica's eye, she took it herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SobN5_DHOCI/AAAAAAAAB6M/K5PGcOQK9H4/s1600-h/DSC00878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370206001746622498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SobN5_DHOCI/AAAAAAAAB6M/K5PGcOQK9H4/s320/DSC00878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SobN5lD1BnI/AAAAAAAAB6E/_UBQKjYzJuw/s1600-h/DSC00879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370205994770302578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SobN5lD1BnI/AAAAAAAAB6E/_UBQKjYzJuw/s320/DSC00879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SobNqRPnjAI/AAAAAAAAB58/z9fkkt1Hpxc/s1600-h/DSC00884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370205731753004034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SobNqRPnjAI/AAAAAAAAB58/z9fkkt1Hpxc/s320/DSC00884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SobNprlHHiI/AAAAAAAAB50/fg_Mg2OdPcY/s1600-h/DSC00894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370205721642606114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SobNprlHHiI/AAAAAAAAB50/fg_Mg2OdPcY/s320/DSC00894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dominic and Leona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SobNpURVHiI/AAAAAAAAB5s/lJXYLzQqIO8/s1600-h/DSC00899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370205715385622050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SobNpURVHiI/AAAAAAAAB5s/lJXYLzQqIO8/s320/DSC00899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SobNo8f7aCI/AAAAAAAAB5k/eRQUd1Ulzs0/s1600-h/DSC00903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370205709004400674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SobNo8f7aCI/AAAAAAAAB5k/eRQUd1Ulzs0/s320/DSC00903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SobNoWAYNEI/AAAAAAAAB5c/xPq3XtOI4Tc/s1600-h/DSC00904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370205698671522882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SobNoWAYNEI/AAAAAAAAB5c/xPq3XtOI4Tc/s320/DSC00904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Um yeah anyway they also forced Nicholas to allow them to draw the eyebrow too. Then they did the Cadbury advestistment. Lol. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh and btw, I found my pink marker/pen. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-3214460681349588425?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/3214460681349588425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=3214460681349588425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/3214460681349588425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/3214460681349588425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey_15.html' title='rubi'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SobOS1WRbCI/AAAAAAAAB60/OCC1-fXLav0/s72-c/DSC00841.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-431766831524011265.post-6133828519261848990</id><published>2009-08-14T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T23:31:49.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>up</title><content type='html'>Hey. Today was pretty interesting. I'm lazy to blog cause I have better things to do right now. Had geog CT today, lessons, blah. CIP was interesting. Stayed back for like 1 hr 30 mins then went to watch a movie with my mom. Had dinner at northpoint. Ate pudding with chopsticks. :D I feel back for neglecting the spoon once again. Well yeah. Sorry for the really short posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, going back to nbps gb tomorrow, cause Vivian told me to. I asked Miss Chin if I could get CIP points, she said I needed a letter from gb/nbps. But apparently Miss Lee, who is incharge of gb, said I couldn't. Awwwww. Ah, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-6133828519261848990?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/6133828519261848990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=6133828519261848990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/6133828519261848990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/6133828519261848990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/08/up.html' title='up'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-2302087377955463508</id><published>2009-08-12T19:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T19:33:35.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bite the rice</title><content type='html'>Just finished dinner. Dinner is boring. ): I wish I could eat dinner without eating. That'll be cool. Yeah so it was pretty boring. So I entertained myself. :D Ate with a fork throughout and um, the spoon was pretty lonely there on the table, going "&lt;em&gt;ugh im not wanted anymore. damn, damned fork. T_T&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh. Right. So yeah. I'm gonna go do my D&amp;amp;T now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-2302087377955463508?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/2302087377955463508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=2302087377955463508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/2302087377955463508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/2302087377955463508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-finished-dinner.html' title='bite the rice'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-5765479529915303532</id><published>2009-08-11T17:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T18:13:05.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>matchbox twenty :D</title><content type='html'>This is terribly boring. -_o CT started. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;quiz from Van.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your iTunes, etc on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN, NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.&lt;br /&gt;4. I accidentally backspaced.&lt;br /&gt;5. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;6. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?&lt;br /&gt;The Stand - Hillsong [Yeah, make sense.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;Technologic - Daff Punk [Cool song.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;Hanging By A Moment - Lifehouse [Hmm. I feel bored.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;This Man - Jeremy Camp [Itsa christian song.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;Big City Dreams - NeverShoutNever [Well, okay.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Give Us Clean Hands - Chris Tomlin [YAY HAND SANITIZERS]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?&lt;br /&gt;Heartbreaker - Will. I. Am. [Lol.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;Dare For Distance - NeverShoutNever [Uh..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;br /&gt;Apologise - Timbaland [Sorry, I don't exactly know.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;Keep Holding On - Avril Lavinge[Lolz.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;Thank You - Christian City Church [Yeap. Thanks.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br /&gt;Gethsemane - Chrisitian City Church [Cool song.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;Papparazi - Lady Gaga. [Hell no. Downloaded this song for Jessica. -_o]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;Heartbeat - Stereo Skyline [Kewl.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Glorious Redeemer - Christian City Church [Yeah right. Lol.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;Dear God - Avenged Sevenhold [Hmm.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;Your Guardian Angel - The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus [Interesting that someone would name their band that.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;br /&gt;Over My Head(Cable Car) - The Fray [Hurrah. Cable Cars.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?&lt;br /&gt;Look What You've Done - Jet [Hmm.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW WILL YOU DIE?&lt;br /&gt;Anthem Of Our Dying Day - Story Of The Year [Hello, they asked 'HOW', you stupid iTunes.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?&lt;br /&gt;Battlefield - Jordin Sparks [...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?&lt;br /&gt;Cash Cash - Cash Cash [Lol.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED&lt;br /&gt;Radio - Cash Cash [Ask the radio, dude.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?&lt;br /&gt;Jersey - Mayday Parade [Awesome song.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;High School - Friday Night Boys [PHS. -cough-]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?&lt;br /&gt;Digital Love - Daff Punk [Imma go make love digital.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;You Make Me Wanna - Blue [?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;br /&gt;What About Now - Daughtry [I'm not gonna. HAH.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Okaay.. That was.. interesting. Interestingly ridiculous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-5765479529915303532?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/5765479529915303532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=5765479529915303532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/5765479529915303532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/5765479529915303532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-is-terribly-boring.html' title='matchbox twenty :D'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-3011623619282642455</id><published>2009-08-08T23:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T01:08:59.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey. Went to church today ~ Met Hweeleng then trained to church. Horribly hot weather. Anyway, Vivian came today ~ Had a powerful zone F service, then went to suntec for lunch @ some JustAcia restaurent thingy. Damn ex. -_o But there was a free flow of drinks and icecream, so, oh well. :D &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah so I typed that paragraph of words like 3 hours ago so now its 1. Yeah. I tend to leave this page here and go do other stuffs. Anyway, I think Jennette McCurdy has awesome hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367640701370597634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 92px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/Sn2wx2cfgQI/AAAAAAAAB38/m0mgAuTMWaM/s320/jmac.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, anyway, she can act, she can sing, she can dance, she can iceskate like zxczxczxc, CAN SHE FLY?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-3011623619282642455?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/3011623619282642455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=3011623619282642455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/3011623619282642455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/3011623619282642455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey_08.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/Sn2wx2cfgQI/AAAAAAAAB38/m0mgAuTMWaM/s72-c/jmac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-431766831524011265.post-8869248412026855441</id><published>2009-08-06T21:01:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T22:26:32.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>navigations</title><content type='html'>Today was, um, fun. In a way that was also infuriating, though. School was as per normal, had lit test and chinese retest, which did not clash. (: Left school around 3pm with YS and went to yck mrt station to wait for Vanessa to arrive at yck, then take the same train to amk. Apparently, when she arrived, we got on the train that was heading to khatib, and only realised when we were halfway through the ride. -_o This was like the 2nd time, and both of the times had Yuanshan related to it. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So went back. I like Vanessa's uniform. :O Black buttons ~ I thought yishun sec's uniform was green at first. Anyway, went to get Koi, then had lunch at mac. Walked around a bit, then Yuanshan suggested that we visit her crush's block. Yes, the HDB FLAT, and NOT him. Well, sort of, she wanted to see him. (I don't exactly care. :x) Which was reaaaaaally and extreeeemly stupid and which I violently objected. Plus she don't even know exactly where it is! But what could I do? -_o So followed along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa agreed to it at first, but on the journey, she started complaining too. Lol. Well, Yuanshan, crazy as usual, went to ask random ppl where is amk ave blah, block blahblah. -_- It was HOT, our bags were HEAVY and we were walking AIMLESSLY. Well, not exactly aimlessly, more like we don't know where to walk next. Ugh. All the way I was thinking why on earth was I even walking to some random dude's block. Anyway, I think we spent like hours. When we FINALLY got there, YS was like "omg I don't want him to see me lets find a busstop and go." -_-!!!!! Well, damn you Yuanshan! &gt;:O Thank God there was a coffee shop under the block, so I got water. I would have saved that $1.20 if I had more violently objected in the beginning. I am poor, poooor!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went and waited for bus 45, then alighted outside PHS. While waiting for 851, suddenly YS's crush came out of the school. We were like -_-!!!! We travelled all the way to his block in some bizarre area in the middle of nowhere, and there he is, in school. UGH. Anyway, got home around 6.30pm. And I was SO glad I was home. Remind me never again to go to any part of amk with YS, NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, so, Vanessa was like, "YS, I. HATE. YOU. No, I dislike you with a passion." Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah but the awesome part was that got to go out with Van today. Not much YS, since I see her at school everyday. Lol. Anyway, national celebration tomorrow, I asked Miss Lee if we could go back to nbps and she said we couldn't. -_o Damn. What's wrong with this. So yeap. Today was awfully tiring. Thank God that I've not been posted to Anderson sec. It's very, very FAR. Though the distance we walked today is even further, but I don't think I'll enjoy walking a long distance every morning. Right, so Van and I promised Yuanshan we would post angry words today. Which we did. Hurrah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I really wonder why I have crazy friends like Yuanshan. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366853483287768178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SnrkzujvbHI/AAAAAAAAB30/_TqlQw0EVcQ/s320/DSC00761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hi, I'm a smiley face. Well, I &lt;strong&gt;was&lt;/strong&gt; a smiley face, till Yuanshan started talking to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol cause YS was talking to us while we were busy&lt;br /&gt;eating so Van made this for her to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE VANESSA! :D And Yuanshan.. I think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lol. Just kidding lah, YS. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-8869248412026855441?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/8869248412026855441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=8869248412026855441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/8869248412026855441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/8869248412026855441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/08/navigations.html' title='navigations'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SnrkzujvbHI/AAAAAAAAB30/_TqlQw0EVcQ/s72-c/DSC00761.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-431766831524011265.post-5204307872393174434</id><published>2009-08-05T20:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T20:31:21.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>luminous jellybeans</title><content type='html'>Hiiii. Currently helping Vanessa to choose hairstyles. Lol, she showed some me um.. wild.. hairstyles, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese was extremely fun today! We had spelling, so obviously we were finding ways to copy. So we um. Found our ways, and everyone was also passing paper and books around. Lol. But before that, LMZ went out to get the radio, then Gary and Shengrong was standing up snatching pencilcases. Just then, LMZ stepped in and thought they were fighting and asked then to say sorry to each other, shake hands, hug and apologise to the class. Damn funny lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;amp;T was fun too. We cut wooood ~ And Mr Chua also very funny. ^_^ The chinese retest after school was postponed to tomorrow. Ughhh, how many times must they postpone it? -_o Anyway, it clashes with tomorrow's lit test after school, WHICH IS BAAAAD. Well, not exactly clash, but its after school, though Miss Tang didn't tell us what time. And I'm meeting Van after school somemore. ): Argh, nvm. I'll find a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of lit test, I haven't studied at all, which is also bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a national celebration on fri. Steph asked me to wear my white skinnies. But I don't feel like wearing it. Lol. :O I just wanna wear school skirt and be normallll lil' girllll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riight.. I think I shall go study now, after finishing chinese homework. ): Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-5204307872393174434?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/5204307872393174434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=5204307872393174434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/5204307872393174434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/5204307872393174434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/08/luminous-jellybeans.html' title='luminous jellybeans'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-5129039741809524584</id><published>2009-08-04T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T22:30:00.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just finished tuition. It was much more informative, compared to school. -_o Especially science and chinese. Anyway, I'm very lazy to do my chinese and geog hw. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. I broke my luminous green comb this morning. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, aaaanyway, I did some research on the chicken dance, and I officially hate &lt;a title="Werner Thomas" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Werner_Thomas"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Werner Thomas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Thanks for creating the dance, how creative can you be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-5129039741809524584?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/5129039741809524584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=5129039741809524584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/5129039741809524584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/5129039741809524584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-finished-tuition.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-421829030649360888</id><published>2009-08-03T19:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T21:00:01.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fire</title><content type='html'>Um, hey. Yeah so um.. today was okay I guess. Morning assembly is resumed, urgh, horrible. Went to stadium to run 2.4km again for PE. Like, omg, we had already like ran 2.4km a millon times already, how many time must we run? Yeah so we ran... and ran. And ran. After that went back to school to do inclined pull ups. Yeah and blahblahblah, lessons and etc. Yay! I passed my science! By half a mark. :D Steph and Claire went up to Mrs Chong to tell her that they don't understand her lesson and wanted Mrs Andrews back. But apparently Mrs Chong got the wrong message and thought that she didn't taught ENOUGH. So yeah.. she offered remedials. -_o Ah, whatever. And school ends at 10am on friday! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had drama after school. Lolz I spilled my water. But apparently the evaporation rate was extremely extremely fast, lol. I guess it was quite fun. Yeah but cca is cancelled till after common tests is over. Oh yeah, we had eng common test today. It was pretty easy. Yeeeeah. Riiiggght. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-421829030649360888?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/421829030649360888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=421829030649360888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/421829030649360888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/421829030649360888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/08/fire.html' title='fire'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-4885022263808939357</id><published>2009-08-02T17:19:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T22:23:00.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey. Was webcamming with Isabel. Hahah, she's cool. (and rich) I didn't know the time in australia is 2hrs later than sg, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaanyway, morning assembly starts tomorrow. Ah, that sucks. And there's eng common test tomorrow, but just the compo. Yay I like writing. But I hate the situational writing. Lol. Totally not looking forward to other exams, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Van on thur for some shaker fries and if I have money, Koi. Whoooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I had like the weirdest dream last night. But it was cool. I had this snake and I taught it how to talk then it turned into a human, then blahblahblah, at the end of the dream the snake was dying then Vanessa came in and threw fried rice at in then it was well again. :D Yeap, fried rice. And she brought a friend too, who threw plain rice. Then.. my mother flung my door opened so I woke up. -_o Aw I miss my snakey friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-4885022263808939357?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/4885022263808939357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=4885022263808939357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/4885022263808939357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/4885022263808939357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-7126686411190398677</id><published>2009-08-01T22:21:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T21:57:09.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lift</title><content type='html'>Back from church. (: Combined service was awesome today. And Pastor Lia led worship today too. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vk0u_Z51gGk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vk0u_Z51gGk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our church has amazingly talented people, don't we? Btw, the globe is made out of over 2000 post-its notes and everything is done of the church floor. It's a stopmotion video so there's like over 2000 pictures taken. Amazing. It's all done by youths, btw. And I just realised the uniform he's wearing is phs's uniform, lol. Kudos to hoGc productions crew!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-7126686411190398677?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/7126686411190398677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=7126686411190398677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/7126686411190398677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/7126686411190398677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-from-church.html' title='lift'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-2630168675426707423</id><published>2009-07-31T15:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T20:50:03.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>out of line</title><content type='html'>The weather is so hottttt. I think I screwed up science test, forgot all about the thermal flask stuffs and calculation of pressure and, idk, everything, I guess. I did study, okay. But whether it stayed in my head, that's another story. Then had lit, boring, as usual. During recess Jacy asked me to narrate her story out that she wrote with Mana. o_O Stephanie's 35 years old ahahahahah. Well, trust me, they can seriously write man. Had english then chinese. Assembly was waaaay boring man, listened to some speach by principal. But they released us on time though. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaactually Stephy and I wanted to go buy Koi next week, since we just drank yesterday and it costs like 3 bucks. I'm like so kind lor, the guy took my money yesterday and didn't give me change. So I decided to donate to them. Yeap, donated 10 cents. :D Well, it's still money. ^_^ Anyway, its was so tempting so we went today. Eugene and Ang Guan came along too. Ahahahah we made them spend $2.90. So had lunch in school, then trained to amk. Didn't make any donation today, though. Walked around amk hub, then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently my dad's learning korean through the internet or something so now I'm hearing all those weeeeird korean syllables. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The internet's so stupid. Sometime when I open a new tab the internet will stop working and then restart. How irritating. Anyway I think I'm gonna go play Sims 3 now. Well cya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, btw, today's friday!!! Yay! Freeeeedom. Church tomorrow! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;8.44pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I am booored. Currently talking to Jiawei on msn. He's not making any sense. Sian, morning assembly resumes on monday. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-2630168675426707423?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/2630168675426707423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=2630168675426707423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/2630168675426707423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/2630168675426707423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/07/out-of-line.html' title='out of line'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-7110249684542457203</id><published>2009-07-30T19:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T20:30:32.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dumdeedum</title><content type='html'>Yay today was fun. Had chapel in the morning, then maths, that was boring as usual so nvm. Then had science and music. During recess, went for dental appointment. Zhiwei tagged along, then went back when bell rang. Jolene and Ang Guan came down though. Dentist said my teeth was fine, but she took an xray to make sure, cause one of my tooth is missing, for some reason idk. The xray took like forever cause she couldn't make that thingy stay in my mouth. Ah but whatever. After that was actually slacking down there cause didn't want to go up to class. But then the nurse asked me to get someone down for their dental appointment. So oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back for eng and did haiku stuffs. We chose the right stanza of the highwayman poenm thingy so it was really easy. Then talked and talked. Zhiwei kept asking Miss Yee and Mrs Goh weird questions. After chinese, ahd geog test. I guess it was alright since there was only 9 questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first we all planned to pon science remedial since all Mrs Chong do is scold. But we decided to go in the end. But she was late for class for like 30 mins, so we had fun. :x Left earlier, then went to amk with Steph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeeeaah. I'm gonna miss FOP cause I can't go out tomorrow. Damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-7110249684542457203?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/7110249684542457203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=7110249684542457203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/7110249684542457203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/7110249684542457203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/07/dumdeedum.html' title='dumdeedum'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-4335962465796421288</id><published>2009-07-29T19:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T22:43:40.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we're the world</title><content type='html'>Riiight. I don't feel like blogging. -_o But nvm. Had class phototaking yesterday, lol. I just remembered that 6.1`08 didn't had a class photo. School didn't arrange. How irritating. Anyway it took ages and the photographer took like a million shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School today was pretty boring. Maths was boring cause Miss Chin kept repeating the same thing over and over again, thinking we didn't understand. Apparently no one bothered to tell her we actually understood. Learnt bout topograpical or whatever maps. Brought my mathematical set to school but apparently my protractor isn't inside it. -_- Miss Low didn't bother anyway. MT was boring, LMZ actually flared up for like 5 mins. Lol. Had a class test during DnT, it was kinda stupid. Then played with the bench vice and did nothing for the rest of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch, then went to find Nooraini and Jiamin to practice for lip synch cause we got nothing at all. Thanks Stephanie for the ribbons. Went for drama phototaking, it was way faster than class photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for drama, did warmups etc then had 10 mins extra to practice for lip synch. Then watched everyone's performance. For some reasons there was a lot of umbrellas used. And Isabelle's group was super cute. Ahahahah. But we were pretty irritated with all those people taking videos of everyone. Drama already has so many teachers, now theres more. Don't know if they're permanent or just for today, but still, they're here. Anyway, the teachers did a lip synch on Michael Jackson with all those popular 80s' singers' song. Then Jiamin got all angry at Michael Jackson for dying. Lol. Yeah so went home straight after drama, it was pretty fun I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh I have a dentist appointment tomorrow and it's during recess. How irritating. There's geog test tomorrow after school and I know almost nothing about weather and climate and whatever. Ah well, I will go study. Later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh I miss jocelyn lum wei xin. A lot a lot a lot a lot a lot a lot a lot a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="180"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3V517nLx1TI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3V517nLx1TI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="180" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-4335962465796421288?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/4335962465796421288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=4335962465796421288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/4335962465796421288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/4335962465796421288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/07/heal-world.html' title='we&apos;re the world'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-5177048985548978310</id><published>2009-07-26T13:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T22:39:28.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheese</title><content type='html'>Okay, so, I was very very very sick and now I'm not exactly very very very well but I am very very very upset about missing church yesterday and today cause my mum didn't let me out and I'm also very very very angry about school and homework and all the catching up and I very very very confused over the maths powerpoint Miss Chin sent me. Great. Plus Pastor Lia's gonna preach today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : peanut butter is evil.&lt;br /&gt;p/p/s : aaactually, they make the world go round.&lt;br /&gt;p/p/p/s : the earth's actually made up of peanut butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;edit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right so I figured that I might as well blog since I can be bothered to do any homework, yet. Then again, I just realised I have nothing to blog about. I went to google and typed "stuffs to blog about" but I guess google don't really like me. Oh well. I tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;10.05pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, right, currently chatting with Vanessa and Renald. Funny peeople. Anyway, my msn nick's Peanut butter is evil. And then I saw Luqman's nick :&lt;br /&gt;Luqman - Jelly is Evil. Peanut butter is the epitome of good.&lt;br /&gt;Um.. yeah. Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-5177048985548978310?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/5177048985548978310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=5177048985548978310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/5177048985548978310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/5177048985548978310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/07/okay-so-i-was-very-very-very-sick-and.html' title='cheese'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-7983402350698865817</id><published>2009-07-25T00:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T12:16:21.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stuuuupid. This is horrrrible. It feels so weird to be home on a saturday. Being sick sucks. I wanna go to church. T_T Sigh, zone F starts in 1 hr and 20 mins. Arggghhhdoasuydsehjiusndoidnewfnsdfs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-7983402350698865817?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/7983402350698865817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=7983402350698865817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/7983402350698865817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/7983402350698865817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/07/stuuuupid.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-1741282508182066790</id><published>2009-07-20T21:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:14:09.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nougat</title><content type='html'>MWUAHAHAHAHA. Drama was fun today. :D And I got my new com! Whoooooooooo ~~ However, the screen is huge and bright and I'm so not used to it. ): Oh well. Whooooooooooooooooo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-1741282508182066790?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/1741282508182066790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=1741282508182066790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/1741282508182066790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/1741282508182066790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/07/mwuahahahaha.html' title='nougat'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-3516849237183590866</id><published>2009-07-18T22:53:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T10:57:26.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tofu</title><content type='html'>Initially, I wanted to only post like a sentence or two... but then Xiaojiao asked me to blog about her&lt;br /&gt;-_o. So why not. But don't worry, its not gonna be all about her. :D -prays that Xj dont kill me- And so.. XIAOJIAO, xiaojiao, Xiao Jiao. There Xiaojiao, look, I have posted the unique word that you are known as and what people calls you as in my online webpage that allows me to write my thoughts and days happening three times in three different unique form. Um, yeah, in chimglish somemore. :D And yeah, I'm not crazy, that chim sentence was an inside joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so, enough of Xj(hah to you), went church at 12+ for cg, listened to past year's AE audio sermons. Went to have lunch at kfc at 2+. Then Jessica, Yueling and I went to the This Fashion opposite the kfc there. First we were just walking around, then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica : Hey! Theres a 2nd floor!&lt;br /&gt;Shana : Mm hmm.&lt;br /&gt;-climbs stairs-ahead-&lt;br /&gt;Shana : Um.. Jessica..&lt;br /&gt;Jessica : -turns back-&lt;br /&gt;Jessica : BWUAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the reason behind that was because there was this 4 or 5 years old girl dancing beside us along with the music. It was HILARIOUS. Seriously. I think she's gonna grow up to be a great dancer or something. Then we called Yueling here. And she went bwuahahaha too. Okay, so, what was more bwuahahahah-ing was that she couldn't stop dancing. Plus she was dancing &lt;strong&gt;for &lt;/strong&gt;us. We knew that cause wherever we walked, she would dance after us. And she would also also go AHHH~ and run to us and go pushing or whatever action she was doing to us. And she would chase us! So we were literally running around in This Fashion avoiding her. -_o She was dancing everywhere, on the stairs, around then pole, everywhere. I have videos of her, but I'm too lazy to upload it. :D Yeah, so first it was hilarious, then it became creepy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So um, after an hour or so(yeap she was dancing and stuffs for that long), went to buy stationaries and stuffs then went back to church. Service started at 5, today was AE Open house. Academic Excellence. Service was super powerful today. Really impacting. I wanna buy past year AE sermons. :D Yeah so after service, went to buy more stationaries, then had Slurps and Scoops with Jessica. We talked about our school. She's so lucky, cause she's a Canadian so she studies in the Internation Community School, if I'm not wrong, and sg school compared to theirs is like a thousand times stricter. -_o And the green bouncy chair at Slurps and Scoops is so cool. :D Trained home with Xiaojiao, reached home at 9.26pm. Improvement of 3 mins 58 secs, breakthrough! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : Have you noticed that my past titles are all food? (: (with the exception of the ~~~~)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-3516849237183590866?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/3516849237183590866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=3516849237183590866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/3516849237183590866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/3516849237183590866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/07/tofu.html' title='tofu'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-5360493669592397222</id><published>2009-07-17T15:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T17:22:36.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~~~</title><content type='html'>Today's friday! Freedom!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese was super fun today. Not the lesson, I mean. Obviously. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;edit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quater- Pro says (5:17 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*randy jackson rules&lt;br /&gt;All hail the flying chocolate. says (5:18 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*why?&lt;br /&gt;Quater- Pro says (5:18 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*cause the staple is rusty&lt;br /&gt;All hail the flying chocolate. says (5:19 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*oh.. right. why didnt i think of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm hmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-5360493669592397222?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/5360493669592397222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=5360493669592397222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/5360493669592397222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/5360493669592397222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/07/todays-friday-freedom.html' title='~~~~'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-486050455810741122</id><published>2009-07-16T16:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T16:58:49.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sugar</title><content type='html'>Schoooool ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like weds and thurs. The timetable is horrible. On wed we have like 3 periods of maths cause Miss Chin used up whitespace. Thanks to H1N1, again. Then the rest are double periods. On thurs theres like every single subject, maths, sci, music, eng, chinese, geog. How irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is quite fun I guess, minus the lessons part. Won't it be good if school started at 2pm and ends at 3pm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2pm - 2.05pm - English&lt;br /&gt;2.05pm - 2.10pm - Maths&lt;br /&gt;2.05pm - 2.15pm - Sci&lt;br /&gt;2.15 pm - 2.20pm - Chinese&lt;br /&gt;2.20pm - 2.25pm - Geog&lt;br /&gt;2.25pm - 2.35pm - Recess&lt;br /&gt;2.35pm - 2.40pm - Lit&lt;br /&gt;2.40pm - 2.45pm - D&amp;amp;T&lt;br /&gt;2.45pm - 2.50pm - Art&lt;br /&gt;2.50pm - 2.55pm - PE&lt;br /&gt;2.55pm - 3pm - Music&lt;br /&gt;3pm - Dismissal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't anyone agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or better yet,&lt;br /&gt;2pm - 3pm - Recess&lt;br /&gt;3pm - Dismissal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch in school, then went home. Lol, saw Taufiq at khatib. ^_^ I like going home early, it's like you get to have the whole day to do whatever you want(except homework). Tomorrow's friday. Usually, I like fridays, until they changed the timetable. Fridays used only have home ec, chinese and history. Home ec is quite fun, chinese we get to slack cause our teacher doesnt care and history only has 1 period. But now its booooring. Plus the assembly periods are used up by geog, thanks to H1N1, again. Pfft. I wish I ruled over MOE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-486050455810741122?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/486050455810741122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=486050455810741122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/486050455810741122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/486050455810741122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/07/sugar.html' title='sugar'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-1856560351901835139</id><published>2009-07-14T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T17:49:01.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chips</title><content type='html'>Class is boring. -_o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-1856560351901835139?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/1856560351901835139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=1856560351901835139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/1856560351901835139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/1856560351901835139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/07/chips.html' title='chips'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-7025100158656675521</id><published>2009-07-13T15:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T16:06:32.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nuggets</title><content type='html'>Drama is cancelled today cause some sec 3 guy had H1N1. Miss Chin didn't come today lol. I copied the maths hw for nth. -_o We still had the maths test though, wich I completed forgot until this morning. Heh, who cares. Anyway, I'm gonna go try and unlag my sims 3. I haven't played it properly yet! Arggghhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-7025100158656675521?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/7025100158656675521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=7025100158656675521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/7025100158656675521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/7025100158656675521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/07/nuggets.html' title='nuggets'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-2582049204657225761</id><published>2009-07-12T18:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T18:37:15.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omgomgomg, NeverShoutNever rocks! NSN ftw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geog homework is horrible! There isn't even supposed to be geog on friday. They replaced assembly with geog. Why on earth geog?!?! I rather sit through a boring hour of assembly or listen to Miss Chin's maths then have geog, thus having to write a geog essay. -_- Once again, thanks H1N1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw man, my mum's ordering either kfc or pizza hut later to celebrate my belated birthday, cause I was at church on friday, and her birthday(yeah our birthday's close :D), and I haven't finished my homework. I shall blame H1N1 again. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having drama tomorrow. No one did the lip synch project, lol. And Mr White said Mcnoe wanna see it tomorrow. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am bored. ~_~ &lt;span style="font-size:5;color:#ae3030;"&gt;-'- you again, syl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-2582049204657225761?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/2582049204657225761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=2582049204657225761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/2582049204657225761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/2582049204657225761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/07/omgomgomg-nevershoutnever-rocks-nsn-ftw.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-4842453574824985715</id><published>2009-07-11T23:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:34:43.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shana went to church today! And it rained for 6 days in a row! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:5;color:#ae3030;"&gt;-'- you syl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-4842453574824985715?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/4842453574824985715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=4842453574824985715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/4842453574824985715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/4842453574824985715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/07/shana-went-to-church-today-whee-you-syl.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-8947818162635230576</id><published>2009-07-10T11:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:33:54.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you everyone for the wishes and presents.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you Vanessa, WanYong, Yuanshan, Rumaizah, Renald, JiaWei and Luqman for today.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love you guys!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaay.. so yeah. 10 july. Yay? Had school, ended at 12.45, then met up with (&lt;em&gt;the names above) &lt;/em&gt;around 2. Actually we met Luqman coincidentally.. so he joined us. Had lunch at kfc, it was super funny and disgusting. Luqman drank a pepsi + cheese + colesraw + bones + lettuce + mash potato + fries. Yeah.. Vanessa and Rumaizah has a hobby of hitting him, lol. Then we went to the arcade till bout 6 then went to meet Yueling for church. Dr. A.R Bernard! Chim but powerful. Service ended around 10, accompanied cg down to kfc then left home with Xiaojiao. Reached home reaaally late. o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356886639526013154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/Sld8BEL76OI/AAAAAAAAB3k/J9EbpjOwGlE/s320/DSC00454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yesterday's chinese lesson. Mr Lee wrote stuffs on&lt;br /&gt;the board and realised it was permanent marker. -_-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356887060623693954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/Sld8Zk5cmII/AAAAAAAAB3s/iFT1Jj6MDdQ/s320/DSC00456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356886635241207138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/Sld8A0OW9WI/AAAAAAAAB3c/wb8BqmayY78/s320/DSC00522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;one of the bday present.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356886630860392114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/Sld8Aj55BrI/AAAAAAAAB3U/VtljAW5MEOE/s320/DSC00554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356886632274089378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/Sld8ApK8VaI/AAAAAAAAB3M/2hngSw3DRh4/s320/DSC00571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Three idiots, Jw, Luqman and Renald, trying to hide behind glass. Lol. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356886623836562242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/Sld8AJvR40I/AAAAAAAAB3E/MKkPByBDZq8/s320/IMG088-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-8947818162635230576?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/8947818162635230576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=8947818162635230576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/8947818162635230576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/8947818162635230576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/07/thank-you-everyone-for-wishes-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/Sld8BEL76OI/AAAAAAAAB3k/J9EbpjOwGlE/s72-c/DSC00454.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-431766831524011265.post-4167868668985194945</id><published>2009-07-09T17:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T22:57:19.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fall</title><content type='html'>1)They changed the school bell.&lt;br /&gt;2)It's weird.&lt;br /&gt;3)Miss Chin said it was the mario charm or something.&lt;br /&gt;4)Geog with julian lau is weirder.&lt;br /&gt;5)I bought the Sims 3 yesterday&lt;br /&gt;6)It lagged my com like dasklndioroewnrdasofdas. -_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE NOTHING TO BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edit:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzz, stupid Sims 3 so frustrating. The stupid thing keep lagging and when I click one thing it takes like 5 mins to slowly load. It's supposed to be better than Sims 2 lah, however, I think Sims 2 better. Walao and I uninstalled Sims 2 just now wishing it would not lag. From yesterday till now, I haven't got to exactly play it yet. There goes 50 bucks. -__o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NeverShoutNever rocks ~ I don't get why all those bands that mostly people don't know is so awesome. Like NeverShoutNever, Friday Night Boys, Cash Cash, and etc ~ Christofer Drew of NeverShoutNever is hot! Hotter than BOF or whatever Korean drama you watch. Honestly, I don't like Korean dramas. Personal opinion, tyvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow'll be exciting! Except that I can't find my lit book.. Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- oh I found it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-4167868668985194945?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/4167868668985194945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=4167868668985194945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/4167868668985194945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/4167868668985194945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/07/fall.html' title='fall'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-5987754403312037317</id><published>2009-07-07T17:41:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T20:17:56.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-_o</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. first day of school. I guess it was alright. Homeroom system's suspended! ^_^ It rained too. :D I guess there's nothing much to blog about. I mean, c'mon, school? Who wanna blog about school? Oh well, I have tuition later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edit: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time : 10.45pm&lt;br /&gt;Finished tution not long ago, currently chatting with Vanessa on msn. We stole emoticons from Plurk! Hahahah! I feel so contented now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355731221660401730" style="WIDTH: 18px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 18px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SlNhK5OJgEI/AAAAAAAAB2E/GX250Jersws/s320/LOL.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, I get contented easily. Well, gotta go sleep now. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355732400114740450" style="WIDTH: 29px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 29px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SlNiPfTjrOI/AAAAAAAAB2s/in8R4N4cc_I/s320/sleepza.gif" border="0" /&gt; Goodbye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356062200372168098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SlSOMZAUhaI/AAAAAAAAB28/7vannnO_mPs/s400/vanessa.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;vanessa's blog.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-5987754403312037317?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/5987754403312037317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=5987754403312037317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/5987754403312037317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/5987754403312037317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/07/o.html' title='-_o'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SlNhK5OJgEI/AAAAAAAAB2E/GX250Jersws/s72-c/LOL.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-431766831524011265.post-8800477053439933956</id><published>2009-07-06T20:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T21:01:33.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love vanessa l. ~</title><content type='html'>It rained today! :D But today felt very wasted ~ And I feel very lazy to pack my bag now. -_o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-8800477053439933956?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/8800477053439933956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=8800477053439933956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/8800477053439933956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/8800477053439933956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-rained-today-d-but-today-felt-very.html' title='i love vanessa l. ~'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-9046941853075913354</id><published>2009-07-05T20:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T21:29:32.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>used to.</title><content type='html'>Back from amk hub with Vanessa and Renald. Jiawei and Yuanshan couldn't make it. ): Was supposed to celebrate Vanessa's birthday. But I guess we didn't do much. Wanted to watch Transformers at first, but it was sold us. It didn't really matter actually. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked for ages just to decide where to eat, as usual. But Renald was too hungry so he bought a "Happy Cake" from some stall called Bread of Life. In the end, went to mac. When we just sat down, I noticed a cockroach just above us. So the staff there told us to sit at the other side so there will no cockroaches dropping on our heads in while they're catching it. So.. we went to the other side.. and it had no seat. So we went back to the table, and they just finished catching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You may sit here now." a staff said, and guess what? This guy who just walked in cut through us and sat down. Awesome eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um.. so.. to cut the long story short, we did get to um, dine, in the end. After that, went to 80 percent and Zinc to choose Vanessa's bag. Renald became our cupholders, lol. Cause we assumed we couldn't bring drinks in. Walked round and round amk hub.. Amk hub's getting boring. Then we went to what Vanessa calls "Heaven", some game shop called Funz Centre. Saw this Sims 3 pack, it comes with a thumbdrive in the shape of the green diamond thingy in the game. 70 bucks. D: But the one without the thumbdrive is 50 bucks. Maybe I'll pester my parents into getting me one for my birthday. :D What else does a 13 year old need? Nothing? Exactly. So they'll probably agree. -evil laugh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked round and round again, then trained back to khatib. We went to mac again, not to eat, but to do nothing. Hahah. Yeah, then went home after that cause my mum called me and told me my bro and my sis-in-law came over and they're leaving soon. -_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-9046941853075913354?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/9046941853075913354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=9046941853075913354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/9046941853075913354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/9046941853075913354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/07/used-to.html' title='used to.'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-8797085405514184560</id><published>2009-07-04T22:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T22:29:43.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Followship - Instructions, Initiative, Instinct&lt;br /&gt;Teach us, Satisfy us, Let us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Jesus. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-8797085405514184560?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/8797085405514184560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=8797085405514184560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/8797085405514184560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/8797085405514184560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/07/followship-instructions-initiative.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-1241719779928607382</id><published>2009-07-03T23:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T00:22:51.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeap, it's 11.54 now, another day wasted by doing practically nothing useful. To start off, I overslept and woke up at 9.30am instead of 8am. At first, I was pretty much concentrating on my homework, since today's the last day of HBL and I wanted to get it done and over with. But who knew? After lunch, I got distracted and went to waste my time by doing stuffs like chatting dumb stuffs with dumb people on msn, plurking, viewing blogs of people who I know nothing of, watching videos by Karen Alloy on youtube and all kinds of stuffs that has nothing to do with homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I was doing the HBL while doing other stuffs, then eventually I gave up on HBL and just went to stuffs that don't consists of homework. Actually, I'm just left with an english worksheet that was supposed to be completed yesterday, a maths worksheet to be completed over the weekends and D&amp;amp;T homework. I was actually enjoying doing the D&amp;amp;T homework and finally completed it. But then I realised I've read the question wrongly and must redo it again. I was pretty fedup since I spent a lot of time on it. So I started to redo it... then I gave up and decided to do it on sunday. Score 1 for procrastination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think the school thinks we have too much printer ink. Either that or they're just a bunch of cheapskates. Save the printers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354267920273717698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/Sk4uTiwvOcI/AAAAAAAAB1s/r7dfbekE76k/s320/DSC00441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;See what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, today's a pretty much boring day. I look forward to tomorrow, though, going to church. Going quite early to support a basketball ball team from our cg. Yeah.. and it's Vanessa's birthday tomorrow. Or actually now, since it's already past 12 midnight. Ah well, gonna go text her now and get some sleep for tomorrow. Cya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to get a life. Anyone selling em cheap?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-1241719779928607382?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/1241719779928607382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=1241719779928607382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/1241719779928607382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/1241719779928607382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/07/yeap-its-11.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/Sk4uTiwvOcI/AAAAAAAAB1s/r7dfbekE76k/s72-c/DSC00441.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-431766831524011265.post-4039755066685523244</id><published>2009-07-03T17:19:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T17:58:15.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Jia Wei says (5:13 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*SHANA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;All hail the flying chocolate. says (5:13 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*YES?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Jia Wei says (5:13 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*BOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;All hail the flying chocolate. says (5:13 PM):*&lt;br /&gt;AHH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Jia Wei says (5:13 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*YEAHHHH!~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;All hail the flying chocolate. says (5:13 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*:'(&lt;br /&gt;All hail the flying chocolate. says (5:16 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*what? thats all? -_0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Jia Wei says (5:16 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*WHAT DO YOU EXPECT KID.&lt;br /&gt;*Some&lt;br /&gt;*Thingy?&lt;br /&gt;*That&lt;br /&gt;*Goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*AND THE RAILING&lt;br /&gt;*ALL AROUND, THE RAILINGS!&lt;br /&gt;Jia Wei says (5:17 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*Are they to keep out monsters and wolves?&lt;br /&gt;*Things that go up and swallow you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;All hail the flying chocolate. says (5:17 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*DUDE, what are you saying?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Jia Wei says (5:17 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*Things you don't take sweets from?&lt;br /&gt;*Or maybe it's to prevent us from escaping&lt;br /&gt;*Running away from lessins.&lt;br /&gt;*Lessins&lt;br /&gt;*What does a lessin look like?&lt;br /&gt;*Sounds small and slimy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;All hail the flying chocolate. says (5:17 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*-knock knock-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Jia Wei says (5:17 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*They say they keep them in glassrooms&lt;br /&gt;*Whole rooms made of glass. Imagine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Jia Wei says (5:36 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*WELLIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*Mummy said they would come in useful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*LIKE WELLIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*In puddles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*YELLOW WELLIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Jia Wei says (5:37 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*I think it is sewn on somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*I hope the teacher would read it for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*TEA-CHER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*The one who makes the TEA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;ZHSS is doing horrors to Jiawei! O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ae3030;"&gt;p/s : if any of you see this, sorry for the light colours cause our actual msn text colour is dark. mine is dark red and his is dark blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edit:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL JW STRIKES AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Jia Wei says (5:53 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*Couldn't figure out why ppl hate Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*I don't even know him*I thought he was that basketballer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;All hail the flying chocolate. says (5:53 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Jia Wei says (5:53 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*Then I realised &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*It was Michael Jordan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*Or something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Jia Wei says (5:54 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*HELL I DON'T CARE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;All hail the flying chocolate. says (5:54 PM):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*IM GONNA GO BLOG AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-4039755066685523244?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/4039755066685523244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=4039755066685523244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/4039755066685523244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/4039755066685523244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/07/jia-wei-says-513-pm-shana-all-hail.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-4696671771175451143</id><published>2009-07-02T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T00:08:27.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello. No electricity at home today, so brought my dad's laptop went to Yuanshan's house to complete Homebased learning. Apparently when I reached there it was already 10++++. Which was bad. What was worse was that we took a long time trying to connect my laptop. When it finally connected, only completed chinese before her dad asked me to eat lunch with them. o_O After lunch, connection was lost and it couldn't connect again. Great. -_- So waited for Yueling to end school then met her at mac at like 4+++, which was also bad. As usual, took a long time connecting to the free wireless connection thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our laptops died after nearly 2hrs, so went to my house. Thankfully, electricity was back. Did more HBL and etc etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353894939557759394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SkzbFNUaCaI/AAAAAAAAB1U/A4mwmOniqrA/s320/Snapshot_20090702.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; I can't do it!!! &gt;:/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353894942368990978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SkzbFXyqBwI/AAAAAAAAB1c/XnLyILK_WFk/s320/Snapshot_20090702_4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-4696671771175451143?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/4696671771175451143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=4696671771175451143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/4696671771175451143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/4696671771175451143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SkzbFNUaCaI/AAAAAAAAB1U/A4mwmOniqrA/s72-c/Snapshot_20090702.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-431766831524011265.post-2318751497513666152</id><published>2009-07-01T09:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T23:18:28.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Super tired now. ): Cause I spent the night playing Bubbletown. And I finally won! After months of playing sooo many stages, guess what they told me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won! Thanks for saving Borb Bay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now what should we do? I know!&lt;br /&gt;We should open a roadside attraction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and charge $5 at the door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE END&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wwwwhat tttheee helllll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they put the The End really big too, even bigger than what I put.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall edit laaater. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;edit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I type a whole bunch of words and I accidentally backspaced. Then while typing again, I got distracted and went on msn. So now I decided not to blog about my day. Hahah. My&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.plurk.com/rubberbands"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Plurk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is available for reading though. (: Oh yeah, my house's not having electricity tomorrow from 8am - 5pm. Shucks. Plus I have HBL too. ): Ah, cya around. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-2318751497513666152?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/2318751497513666152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=2318751497513666152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/2318751497513666152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/2318751497513666152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/07/super-tired-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-2492686570066806258</id><published>2009-06-30T08:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T13:33:51.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>According to myself, I should be sleeping now. According to MOE, I should be doing the home based learning now. Apparently my mum's on MOE's side. Gah. Oh well. I'll edit this later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;It's 9.22am now. AND EVERYBODY'S STILL STUCK AT CHINESE. -_- It's the first subject for today. And now still at 2nd question cause nobody knows what they're saying. Awesome. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;You know whats even more awesome? I accidentally deleted my whole almost-completed Heymath. Aw c'mon! I already said Heymath should be illegal or something. I accidentally clicked somewhere, and its not even refresh nor submit nor anything, I just accidentally clicked in blank space. Poof! There goes my maths. Yay. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-2492686570066806258?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/2492686570066806258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=2492686570066806258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/2492686570066806258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/2492686570066806258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/06/according-to-myself-i-should-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-6959317542013843091</id><published>2009-06-29T09:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T10:23:58.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>asohiohdawdcdojcpef</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;IT'S LIKE ICT DAY ALL OVER AGAIN, but its worse, cause now its 5 stupid days, or even more.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so school is cancelled, but we haves stupid homebased learning. Argh. It starts from 8 but I woke up at 8.30. Was trying to win in Bubbletown last night but I kept dying. Argh. Bubbletown is a game in my phone and has nothing to do with Lazytown or whatever town it is on Nickelodeon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so, I've finished the english, and now I'm really sndaiohdazznaodhasd cause I can't find the stupid maths powerpoint on Heymath. They should ban Heymath man. Heymath should be illegal. Students may die. First, it doesn't has what the teachers want. However, the teachers still uses it and is like "Log onto Heymath to do blahblahblah", then Heymath fails to have whatever the teachers wants, and to cut the long story short, it always ends up us being scolded. Go Heymath, you rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : This is my 400th post. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;edit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Google Translation, once again, you have failed me, just like how I fail in reading the stupid chinese, and just like how Heymath failed everyone. Yay Google Translations, you rock too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't decide which is more sickening. School, or homebased learning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-6959317542013843091?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/6959317542013843091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=6959317542013843091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/6959317542013843091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/6959317542013843091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/06/asohiohdawdcdojcpef.html' title='asohiohdawdcdojcpef'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-52275988294732144</id><published>2009-06-28T18:35:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T23:47:47.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAH YAY SCHOOL IS CANCELLED! :D 1 teacher got H1N1. Everyone is very grateful to whoever he/she is. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;edit: Hahah, Vanessa saw my pm, so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Girls slap, I punch. - i often feel aloof. says (6:47 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*WHUT?&lt;br /&gt;*IT IS?&lt;br /&gt;*REALLY?&lt;br /&gt;*HUH?&lt;br /&gt;*DON'T MAKE ME ELATED FOR NO REASON!&lt;br /&gt;All hail the flying chocolate. says (6:48 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*i mean&lt;br /&gt;*for my school&lt;br /&gt;Girls slap, I punch. - i often feel aloof. says (6:48PM):&lt;br /&gt;*Mother bullshit. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;edit, again :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, phs was on the news. Then they showed some of the class blogs. Found out that it was Kumari who kena. Hahahah, I think Yuanshan's super happy cause she got detention cause of her. :O Yay, no school till 7 july.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-52275988294732144?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/52275988294732144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=52275988294732144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/52275988294732144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/52275988294732144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/06/hahah-yay-school-is-cancelled-d-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-8691308388674114443</id><published>2009-06-28T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T15:32:10.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exxxxxxplosion</title><content type='html'>Heeeeello. I woke up at 1.30 today. o_o I had the weirdest dream yesterday! Anyway, met up with Yueling yesterday and trained to church. Went down the popular cause Jessica wanted to get a notebook. In the end, we all bought notebooks, lecture pad and post-its. Hahah. Jessica gave the cashier 50 bucks cause she wanted small change but the cashier didn't accept it. So she went up to get slurps and scoops just so she have small change. Went up, had service with Pastor Joakim. He was superrr powerful man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had mac for lunch, then went back for main service with Pastor Joakim again. ^_^ After service, had dinner at subway. Ivan joined us, but he was sleeping. So Jessica at the end went like "Nice having dinner with ya, Ivan." Hahah. Anyway, dinner was really crazy. We were playing with the Post-its that Jessica and Yueling bought earlier. Hahah. Super funny. Then took a bus back with Yueling. (: Reached home really late but my mum didn't say much. o_o whoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, was talking to Taufiq on msn. He's the nuclear bomb guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;geez, it's only a nuclear bomb says (3:22 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*hey&lt;br /&gt;*hey&lt;br /&gt;*hey&lt;br /&gt;All hail the flying chocolate. says (3:22 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*yeah&lt;br /&gt;*yeah&lt;br /&gt;geez, it's only a nuclear bomb says (3:22 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*hey&lt;br /&gt;All hail the flying chocolate. says (3:22 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*yeah&lt;br /&gt;*yeah&lt;br /&gt;geez, it's only a nuclear bomb says (3:22 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*hello&lt;br /&gt;*hello&lt;br /&gt;All hail the flying chocolate. says (3:22 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*hi.&lt;br /&gt;*hi&lt;br /&gt;geez, it's only a nuclear bomb says (3:22 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*hello&lt;br /&gt;All hail the flying chocolate. says (3:22 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah. Yeah. And that was not even the beginning of our conversation, it's the middle. o_o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-8691308388674114443?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/8691308388674114443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=8691308388674114443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/8691308388674114443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/8691308388674114443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/06/exxxxxxplosion.html' title='exxxxxxplosion'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-9126336882704405994</id><published>2009-06-26T15:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T00:24:20.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogger awards</title><content type='html'>Hey. I'm posting cause my dad told me to. o_o You see, my sister's a top 3 finalist of the S'pore Blog Awards - Best Lifestyle Blog, so vote for her. (:&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://sgblogawards.omy.sg/category/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://sgblogawards.omy.sg/category/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yeah you gotta sign up, then click on Best Lifestyle Blog, then click on my sis's pic, Sheylara. Here's her website : &lt;a href="http://www.sheylara.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://www.sheylara.com/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's all, tyvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;edit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah it's 12.16am now. Played sims2 the whole day. ^^ And my mum ordered pizzahut for dinner to celebrate. But idk what we're celebrating. o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, heres a conversation between my mum and me.&lt;br /&gt;me : why Michael Jackson want plastic surgery?&lt;br /&gt;mum : make himself look nicer lor. but failed.&lt;br /&gt;me : look like ghost sia.&lt;br /&gt;mum : now he is one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evil mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think my msn tio virus. But not those that autosend links to other people. I keep signing out when I sign in. ): Oh well. And I just found out Charmaine's now at Mrs Goh's church! o_O Mrs Goh's my english teacher. The world is so small man. Hahah. K. Gonna go sleep cause there's church tomorrow! Byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : Beetles are evil. More evil than my mother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-9126336882704405994?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/9126336882704405994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=9126336882704405994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/9126336882704405994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/9126336882704405994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/06/blogger-awards.html' title='blogger awards'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-5081287434855152374</id><published>2009-06-25T22:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T00:09:14.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>miserable at best</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ae3030;"&gt;mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, I can't be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, Junzhou's better than google translation cause google translation is direct translation. AND I FINISHED ALL MY HOLIDAY HOMEWORK ~~~ :D Except the drama project, which I doubt we will be going to do. (: Looking forward to church this sat! Pastor Joakim! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : there's a lizard on the wall opposite me. I think it's staring at me. o_O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-5081287434855152374?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/5081287434855152374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=5081287434855152374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/5081287434855152374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/5081287434855152374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/06/miserable-at-best.html' title='miserable at best'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-1535371821518801477</id><published>2009-06-25T15:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T17:51:57.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zxdnadhrdwerew</title><content type='html'>Whee. Finished heymath quiz. K. You know, Readers Digest have beeen sending me letters after letters saying I can win in something if I send it back, and all those blahblah stuffs. But the thing is, I didn't enter in any lucky draw, so obviously I didn't send it back. But guess what? The next month it sent me another letter saying I've moved on the the next stage of the lucky draw already and asks me to sends back again. It's been happening for months, since last year. And I didn't even send back a thing. So a few days back it sent me another one, say I'm qualified to win some blahblah stuffs. Well, you know what I think? I think you're qualified to be thrown into the dustbin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAVE THE TREES, PLEASE, READER DIGEST. SAVE THE EARTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In each envelope they sent me, its packed with lots and lots of paper! Gosh! Save the trees lah, scammers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. I cut my pretty long nails alr. Aw. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;edit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, finished 2nd draft of science alr. ^^ Left 2 chinese newspaper cutting. I don't even know how to read, how to summarise? :\ Nvm, I shall go use google translator. ^^ And zaobao.com made my com hang again! -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-1535371821518801477?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/1535371821518801477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=1535371821518801477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/1535371821518801477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/1535371821518801477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/06/zxdnadhrdwerew.html' title='zxdnadhrdwerew'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-1573529335883491233</id><published>2009-06-24T16:17:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T18:57:21.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pink</title><content type='html'>AH OMG. Just checked term 3's timetable on mlg, Julian Lau's teaching us geog! Die. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Yueling for breakfast today, then trained the Bishan for geog project, Yueling followed along cause I would get bored. Met her cousin along the way, so she followed too. Met up with group members, pass them the stuffs, then left cause they said I could. Thanks to Yueling and her cousin. ^^ Walked round and round j8, Yl bought some stuffs, had lunch, walked again, then had lunch again. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna continue chinese homework now. Argh. Shall edit later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : Yueling + her cousin = Rich people.&lt;br /&gt;Yueling + cook curry = (blank)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edit:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not fair! The paper that list all our holiday homework shows that for science, 1devotion to 1humility must type a 700 word article, whereas 1blessing and 1compassion only need to draw a poster of an animal cell and plant cell. Walao! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, completed chinese compo and journal. Left 2 newspaper article+summary+reflection. So I opened the zaobao webpage, then my com hang. So I tried again. And it hang again. -_- But after it un-hang, I dont understand a thing any article is saying. Plus the words are so small. Stupid homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-1573529335883491233?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/1573529335883491233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=1573529335883491233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/1573529335883491233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/1573529335883491233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/06/pink.html' title='pink'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-6427822472824579757</id><published>2009-06-24T00:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T00:46:10.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>depths of Your love</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;speaking to this mountain, to move into the ocean,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with Your authority, given to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no matter what happens, here I am standing, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;on the hope of Your word, promise to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe, in the power of your name.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe, in the promise of faith.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe, in the love of a God,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus, my Saviour, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-6427822472824579757?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/6427822472824579757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=6427822472824579757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/6427822472824579757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/6427822472824579757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-depths-of-your-love-moving-in.html' title='depths of Your love'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-1934117114665246495</id><published>2009-06-23T16:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T00:47:48.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boom</title><content type='html'>My chinese words thingy died so I couldn't type chinese characters. But Shenyun saves the day! Yay, thank you. Now I can do my chinese homework. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I cut back my bangs, yayyyy. Cause it grew long so I couldn't see anything, so I must put it to the side. Met Yueling and Vivian coincidentally too. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edit:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw, it's already 11.19pm and I still haven't finished my chinese homework, not even one. I got bored and hungry, so I decided to stop typing dumb chinese characters and start blogging. :D Mannn, I wish there was an easier way to type chinese. I rather write it out, but LMZ didn't return us our compo book and I'm out of fullscap paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, I just realised my birthday's coming! ^^ Well, sort of. But I'm not planning to do anything this year. Since its a friday, gonna go home after school and eat some chocolate. :x Unless there's a better idea, hahah. So, if you're planning to buy me anything, buy me some chocolate! Cause my stock at home's running out. Hahah, I'm just kidding lah! Later everyone give me chocolate. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for this week's service. Pastor How and Pastor Lia's back, and Pastor Joakim too! Whoo ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-1934117114665246495?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/1934117114665246495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=1934117114665246495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/1934117114665246495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/1934117114665246495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-chinese-words-thingy-died-so-i.html' title='boom'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-3340991061375659176</id><published>2009-06-22T23:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T00:24:38.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bangz</title><content type='html'>Hello. Went to school for drama today. Super funny. We were deciding the name for our production, so Nina ask each group to come up with some names, any names. So we really wrote down any names. Like, Don't Throw Rubbish Here. Hahah, then when we put in like those okayokay names, we twisted it until nonsense. Like from Let Drama Glow to Let Drama Grow, and Drama Mama to Drama Ahma. Hahah, had lotsa fun. Then discussed other stuffs, and was dismissed at 4.30. Stayed in school awhile to do random stuffs, then went to meet Yueling at around 5.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my house, did homework for her(yeah, I'm sucha awesome friend), had dinner, blahblahblah, then she went to play basketball at 850 with Charleston and company. Woah, I didn't know so many hoGc people live in khatib/yishun area. ^^ yay khatib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Screw you MOE for not extending our hoildays. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-3340991061375659176?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/3340991061375659176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=3340991061375659176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/3340991061375659176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/3340991061375659176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/06/bangz.html' title='bangz'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-1409514345272937312</id><published>2009-06-21T18:24:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T17:49:00.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kai xin fu qing tian (happy fathers' day)</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna blog about 4 things today. Yesterday, today, the movie 2012 and random stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yesterday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached church at like 11.30. Jessica and I down went to the white gate area to find Blackblack, the cat that's always there. It's probably planted it church. ^^ Then we went upstairs and just hang out with the cg. Xiaojiao finally returned my sims 2. ^^ Suddenly this person called Jessica and "We gotta take picture of you." and hung up. Jessica was like OMG STALKER! But then the person called again and said it was for sharing during service. Lol. Then I got a call too. Nah I'm not gonna share testimony. They said Ivan was gonna share something. Idk, I didn't really hear clearly. So at 12.30 we went to find Josh the photographer. It took him like forever to get a good shot and he probably took a million pictures of us. Hahah. In the end, they cancelled the thing I think. Lol, poor Josh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Service started at 1.30. It was really awesome. :D Ivan preached a powerful sermon. After service, Jessica and I bought subway then went to eat at kopitiam with the rest. Omg the $5.90 thing now limted to only 2 of the sub so mine costed like 9 bucks and Jessica's costed 10 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back for main service. Had combined service with Paster Troy Marshall. He was reeaallly powerful. He shared many interesting and powerful stories about his life. After service, our cg stayed to hang out. Yay, I love F21. (: Yueling and Jessica bit Xiaojiao a lot of times, lol. Jessica brought all her nail polish to church today, planning to paint Esther and Xiaojiao's nails. And she can draw pretty flowers on em too. I see Jessica opening a company in the future, hahah. She painted my nails green. Omg it looks so witchy, taking the fact that I have long nails. But anyway, just playplay only, since I needa go to school for drama tomorrow. While Jessica was painting the flowers, it was really funny cause my nails kept touching something or something touched my nails. Then she would speak in her 'konglish' and scold me or sth. Oh yeah, I want to show you a conversation I had with Jessica over sms in the morning before church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shana : you coming earlier to support the basketball thingy?&lt;br /&gt;jessica : cha&lt;br /&gt;shana : is that yes?&lt;br /&gt;jessica : kuka kuka malahooka cook cook fry sizzle.&lt;br /&gt;shana : what?&lt;br /&gt;jessica : cha. chosh, chow chany chimes chu chi chot chu chell choo??&lt;br /&gt;shana : um. cha cha i'll cha take cha that cha as cha a cha yes cha.&lt;br /&gt;jessica : mhm you got that cha gon. now walk it backwards sizzle sizzle SHING! And burnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;shana : um. right.&lt;br /&gt;jessica :circle circle dot dot uh huh i got my cootes shot. triangle triangle square square uh huh you lost your underwear uh huh and you feel off your chair uh huh and now your butt is bare. oval oval heart heart uh huh you just missed a dart uh huh you fell off a cart uh huh now you just cant fart. oh baby you got dissed find another aint no but got stingeeee. Man.&lt;br /&gt;shana : LOlasdjbasdhaqwasdkjeued&lt;br /&gt;jessica : nice try but woah oh oh oh oh oh fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. That's Jessica. Then Yueling and I went to find Mae-Ann outside children's church. Saw this 2 really cute girls called Grace and Natasha. They're around 8, I think. Reeeaallllyyy cute! So we played with them. Hahah. Gah, reached home late. Was actually supposed to reach home 9.30pm every week, but I was given extra 30 mins today. However, I reached home at 10.15. -_- Greaaat. I needa reach home extra early next week. Mannnn. (edit : yay, i fought my way through. ^^ same timing next week)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was pretty boring. Was doing the heymaths all the while. It was suppoed to be a 2hr thing, but com = distractions. Was chatting with Yueling all the way, so I had to keep closing the maths thing to reset the timer or I'll be submitting halfdone work. Finally, I finished it like a minute before the timer ends. Anyway, my brother and sister came today for dinner to celebrate fathers' day and my dad's birthday since it was not long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Pretty boring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Movie 2012&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was on msn with Vanessa, she showed me this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j3Wucar1vxQ&amp;amp;feature=popular"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j3Wucar1vxQ&amp;amp;feature=popular&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a trailer of the movie that's coming out on november. It's a apocalyptic movie. Means it's about how the world would end . So I was reading the comments, some are nonsense, while some are well, reasonable. But what I don't get is why is there such a commotion over a movie? It didn't even say that whatever is gonna happen in the movie is gonna really happen. Even if this is what they prediction it is, predictions ain't always true, right? Still, what on earth is wrong with Roland Emmerich and all his destruction like The Day After Tomorrow, Godzilla Independence Day? -_-So the comments were on how the world would actually end, how the movie's a fraud, about their opinions, and blahblahblah al that stuffs. Then I noticed something 2 guys said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;(&lt;em&gt;youtube username here&lt;/em&gt;) (1 day ago) &lt;a onclick="showCommentReplyForm('comment_form_id_Hd8lr2fZdlw', 'Hd8lr2fZdlw', false)"&gt;Reply&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onclick="spam('Hd8lr2fZdlw', 'j3Wucar1vxQ')"&gt;Spam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just take the universe&lt;br /&gt;live in a galaxy called the milkyway&lt;br /&gt;which consists of 9 planets inculding the sun&lt;br /&gt;earth is one planet&lt;br /&gt;we have searched for life on mars/moon&lt;br /&gt;but believe there is none&lt;br /&gt;these planets are the furthest we can go&lt;br /&gt;there are said to be billions and billions﻿ of galaxy&lt;br /&gt;how long before strangers visit us!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;youtube username here&lt;/em&gt;) (1 day ago) &lt;a onclick="showCommentReplyForm('comment_form_id_6z6zN7mOgNg', '6z6zN7mOgNg', false)"&gt;Reply&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onclick="spam('6z6zN7mOgNg', 'j3Wucar1vxQ')"&gt;Spam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats true dude, my bro said that obama was actually an alien, a mix between negros and ape-like aliens, he kinda looks like it﻿ so i believe it. and hes gonna bring the other&lt;br /&gt;aliens to earth since hes president &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Now Obama's an alien? HAHAH. You gotta be kidding me. Anyway, the movie looks cool. But, nah, I don't think I like it very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random stuffs&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random stuff 1) Linan told me to vote for the extention of the school holidays. Which I did. Duh, who won't. Actually, 5% of the voters voted for school to restart as scheduled, which is on the 29 june. But 9% of the voters voted for school to be conducted via the Internet, which is quite dumb. However, 86% voted to extent holidays. Hahah, yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.channelnewsasia.com/singapore/index.htm"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://www.channelnewsasia.com/singapore/index.htm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;It's at the bottom of the sidebar on the left. It's on that page, don't go clicking on any other links. I couldn't find it too at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Pshyeah?! - GREEN DAY (L) says (10:21 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*I'd like to have my own option.&lt;br /&gt;*Burn down all the schools.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Hahah, Vanessa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random stuff 2) There's drama tomorrow. Aw man, the RC people screwed things up. All planning goes down the drain. Going earlier to do homework with Nooraini. Sort of. Cause all my homework left is to be typed out. Oh well. Should be meeting Yueling after drama too, gonna help her in her homework. (That's another way of saying "gonna do her homework for her")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random stuff 3) I found this song called I Like Your Hair on youtube by Scotty Vanity. Lol, it's retarded and weird. But I like it. Scotty Vanity has weird songs, like Let's Go To The Mall, Shoes, and etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random stuff 4) I like chocolates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-1409514345272937312?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/1409514345272937312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=1409514345272937312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/1409514345272937312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/1409514345272937312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/06/kai-xin-fu-qing-tian-happy-fathers-day.html' title='kai xin fu qing tian (happy fathers&apos; day)'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-124228533953841584</id><published>2009-06-20T23:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T23:44:51.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay, went to church today. Update bout it tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-124228533953841584?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/124228533953841584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=124228533953841584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/124228533953841584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/124228533953841584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/06/yay-went-to-church-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-7307167965973039166</id><published>2009-06-18T23:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T00:24:21.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blub</title><content type='html'>I'm having a lot of fun on msn now. Hahah. First talked nonsense with Jia Wei. Lol, everyime I talk to him, we'll somehow talk so randomly till we don't understand each other. Then he went to audi. Lame game. :x Yeah I know I'm not supposed to say that since I USED to play it. But whatever. ^^ So went to talk to Jacy, but she was away. Just nice Vanessa talked to me. Hahah. Then Jacy replied me. So now I'm talking to Vanessa about stars, horror movies, happy people, pain and other random stuffs. And Jacy just said this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;♣ちえし ちよ♠; Biding my time says (11:48 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*"Bond. James Bond.&lt;br /&gt;"♣ちえし ちよ♠; Biding my time says (11:49 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*Bands. RUBBER bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah. Yeah. Rubberbands makes the world go round. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;♣ちえし ちよ♠; Biding my time says (12:00 AM):&lt;br /&gt;*WATCHA!&lt;br /&gt;*HAIYA!&lt;br /&gt;*HEEEEYAH!&lt;br /&gt;* *does Kung-Fu actions*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. I have funny friends. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mannnn. They're like the best people I could talk to on msn. And it's 12.19am now. :\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-7307167965973039166?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/7307167965973039166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=7307167965973039166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/7307167965973039166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/7307167965973039166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/06/blub.html' title='blub'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-383547427421863670</id><published>2009-06-18T09:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T10:13:39.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reduce reuse recycle.</title><content type='html'>I lost my earsticks. The one in my ear, and the ones in my wallet. Crud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Had a mass conv. on msn with zone F people yesterday. Hahah. Pretty much spamming. But it was fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-383547427421863670?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/383547427421863670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=383547427421863670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/383547427421863670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/383547427421863670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/06/reduce-reuse-recycle.html' title='reduce reuse recycle.'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-3315898481861204782</id><published>2009-06-17T15:03:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T20:03:20.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spaceline</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Wo jing tian qu xue xiao for de-la-ma.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to school today for drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nooraini mai le zao can gei wo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nooraini bought breakfast for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Xie xie!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I'm just very bored. -_- So yeah, I went to school for drama today. Nooraini bought breakfast for me. ^^ Went up to seminar room and discussed stuffs for the Thing. Yeah, the Thing. You shall know in 3 to 4 months. ^^ Lasted till bout 12+, then went to hawker centre behind the school to have lunch with Nooraini, Jiamin, Rachel and Xue Er. Jiamin told me my soup was filled with fish guts so I stopped drinking it. -_- Liar! Then went back to school with Nooraini and Rachel to talk nonsense. On the way back home, I think there was a bird inside the mrt. o_o Cause there were chirping noises every 3 secs. Weird. First there was a frog on the train to paya lebar last year, now there're birds. What's next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edit:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Imagifish eats rubberbands too. says (7.46 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*goldfishes have 5 secs memory spans&lt;br /&gt;Jiamin says (7:47 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*every 5 seconds later 2 goldfishes will swim up to each other and say "hi"&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;Jiamin says (7:50 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*goldfish 1: hi&lt;br /&gt;*goldfish 2: hi&lt;br /&gt;*goldfish 1: been swimming around for a long time? how come i never seen you here before?&lt;br /&gt;*goldfish 2: well..&lt;br /&gt;*goldfish 1: hi&lt;br /&gt;*goldfish 2: hi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;LOL. Remember I was having a conversation with Vanessa about my brain? Now I'm having a conversation with Jiamin about goldfishes and their brains. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Jiamin says (7:52 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*your PM so touching!&lt;br /&gt;Imagifish eats rubberbands too. says (7:52 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Jiamin says (7:53 PM):&lt;br /&gt;* jiamin + goldfish = love&lt;br /&gt;*so touching!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-3315898481861204782?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/3315898481861204782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=3315898481861204782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/3315898481861204782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/3315898481861204782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/06/spaceline.html' title='spaceline'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-3601254196684079069</id><published>2009-06-16T22:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T22:52:58.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>your roof's on fire</title><content type='html'>Heeelllooo. My house's out of kinder bueno. Crud. Have to stick with some weird nut chocolate thingy. Actually, I think it tastes better than kinder bueno. o_O wo xi huan qiao ke li! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyyy, there's drama tomorrow. Going earlier to meet Nooraini! :D And Parmish too I guess. They're having mac for breakfast in school. -_- Clever people. Anyway, we haven't started on the drama project. I think I lost the paper too. Whatever. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My holidays are screwedddddd. Cause the only homework I've done is 1 english worksheet. -_- I guess that's less than 1/10 of all the homework. Oh well. I'll get it done. Soon. Hopefully. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. My notifications on facebook went up to hundreds. Jiayin posted a photo on Esther Lim's very nice hairdo and tagged everybody so now it has 500+ comments. -_- I guess now it's the most happening thing in zone F now. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go find more chocolates now. Tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-3601254196684079069?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/3601254196684079069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=3601254196684079069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/3601254196684079069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/3601254196684079069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/06/your-roofs-on-fire.html' title='your roof&apos;s on fire'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-6308102941609746298</id><published>2009-06-16T17:33:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T14:02:04.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alakazam</title><content type='html'>Currently, I'm having a conversation about &lt;strong&gt;my brain&lt;/strong&gt; with Vanessa. Hahahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-6308102941609746298?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/6308102941609746298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=6308102941609746298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/6308102941609746298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/6308102941609746298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/06/sometimes-no-all-time-i-feel-that-you.html' title='alakazam'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-3384839435885640665</id><published>2009-06-15T13:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T20:20:30.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>speechless</title><content type='html'>Currently at Yuanshan's house now. :D My house whole day no electricity. -_- My parents went out, so what do I do? Go out lah obviously! Actually supposed to ____ ________ ___ ___ ____ to ____ ________ ____. What __ ________ ______.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decode that and I'll call you a genius. Cya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edit:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home, electricity's back. Yuanshan is super pro man. She can play the piano like askdjhneaiuwhgdwiegdhewibfdefe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-3384839435885640665?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/3384839435885640665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=3384839435885640665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/3384839435885640665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/3384839435885640665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/06/speechless.html' title='speechless'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-3047162168827816318</id><published>2009-06-14T22:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T00:13:47.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The word "long" is shorter than the word "short".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, eating is a great pain. Literally. I have 4 stupid ulcers. -_- 2 of them were thanks to kaixin guo (direct translation = happy nuts). I don't think they make people happy. No, not all at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, as you can see, I changed my blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye black,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347217034138521634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SjUhj9C-kCI/AAAAAAAAB1I/ARzMOHLly7M/s400/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hello red.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-3047162168827816318?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/3047162168827816318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=3047162168827816318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/3047162168827816318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/3047162168827816318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/06/word-long-is-shorter-than-word-short.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SjUhj9C-kCI/AAAAAAAAB1I/ARzMOHLly7M/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-431766831524011265.post-1992439114681428904</id><published>2009-06-13T23:18:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T14:21:11.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>folllooowww ~</title><content type='html'>Woaaah. I almost couldn't go to church next week. Cause I have this like 9.30pm curfew thing. And I reached home at 9.29 58secs today. Cause from paya lebar to khatib is like 45 mins, and I left paya lebar at 8.45 or sth. 2 more secs = next week cannot go church. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. Went to church today. Last wednesday to friday had zone F camp. But before that, heres a conversation I had with Jacy just 4 mins ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SjPT_1xQh6I/AAAAAAAAB04/fkg7ru27AFk/s1600-h/jacy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346850276337813410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SjPT_1xQh6I/AAAAAAAAB04/fkg7ru27AFk/s400/jacy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (click to enlarge)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. She actually believed I eat rubberbands. Here's the sad truth : I do not. Don't tell anyone, its a secret. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So, anyway, had camp. Was suppose to stay overnight in church on tue for camp team stuffs. But I had tuition. :\ So met up with Yueling on wed morning. Then waited for Ben. He's grandfather drove us to Kovan mrt. I only realised at the end of camp that taking mrt to khatib then taking circle line to serangoon then take mrt to kovan again was only about 12 mins. -____- Its even faster than driving. Anyway, even without Ben's grandfather driving us, both Yueling and I had the same thought to take mrt all the way to dhoby ghout then change and take to kovan. Which takes like, idk, 45 mins? Yes, we are very clever people. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Then waited for ppl, blah blah, then went to heartland mall for lunch. They went to kfc. Riiiich people. Took bus to gb campsite. Had icebreakers first, then icebreakers again. Mannnnnnnn, my team was like deeeaaaddd. Aah, I guess dead's ain't a nice word, so I shall use un-alive. Had revival night that day. It was awesome. But I lost 2 bucks. ): While giving offering, my $2 dropped and I didn't notice. Then after that I saw $2 on the floor. Just then, Marcus walked pass and Yueling pointed at it, then Marcus put it in the bag near it, assuming it belongs to the bag's owner. I only realised it was mine after service. -_- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Went to some not-so-nearby coffee shop for supper. I ate nothing cause I was mourning for the lost of my 2 bucks. ): Nah I'm just kidding. Had meeting for games, then went back to dorm. But didn't sleep for the whole night. Cause it was freaking cold! My aircon at home is 19 degrees and the aircon at the campsite was also 19 degrees, but it was three times colder. Plus someone went to turn on the fan as well. The blanket is like this thin sheet of cloth. -_-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Day 2.&lt;br /&gt;Actually supposed to have exercise. But then it was a long day ahead so they cancelled it. So everyone was only supposed to wake up at 10am. But people started waking up at 8am. Had breakfast, I didn't eat again cause I was still mourning for the lost of my 2 bucks. Haha yes I'm still kidding. -_- It's just very rare that I get hungry. :D Then my black beans and green beans for the station games later on were missing. ): Jiayin found the black beans after that but couldn't find the green beans. Had amazing race first, went to plaza sing's carrefour. Is it pronounced as car-4, or care-rer-4 or care-4 or what? Anyway, completed the station first, then I went looking for green beans. but still couldn't find in the end. Went to ftms house to complete other stations, then went back to kovan. Yay, I finally bought my green beans at ntuc. :D What an accomplishment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Back to gb campsite and completed other stations. Oh yeah, to all the blur people, this is not a gb camp, but zone F camp. Church camp. (: I've graduated from gb like a year ago. :D Joinned all the wrong cca during pri sch. -_- Dance = super tiring. Gb = klandiournoiqwedioqwe. Ah well. Anyway, had lunch, then set up game station. At first, filled up the pails with water 0nly then I went to have lunch. When I came back, Josephine filled it up with paint and straws and rubberbands and apples and oranges and cucumbers and pen and pen caps and lotsa other stuffs. Lol, awesome Josephine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After everyone's lunch, had station games. I was the station master of some green bean red beans station thingy. It was super fun! I think it was like the funnest(is funnest a word?) thing in the camp. First it was super disgusting, then I got used to it. :O The first group already made a mess. Haha. Really fun. My watch died during the game, cause my hand was wet when I touched it. I already lent Vanessa my phone cause she didn't have a stopwatch so I didn't know what to do. But thank God my watch came back to life. :D After 2 hours, finished up and cleared up the place. I couldn't wash off the paint so I had blue nails and green hands. o_o Showered, then took bus to church for service with pastor Troy Marshall. He was awesomeeee ~ Had an awesome service, then bused back to campsite.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Had freetime, was allowed to go out for supper. But then we were lazy. So Weiling told Yueling and I that there was instant noodles at the canteen. Obviously, we went down to the canteen, assuming we're having supper. But the thing is, the noodles failed 6 times cause the hot water ain't hot. So we gave up after that. -_- Wasted 6 cups of noodles. Mwuahahaha. Went outside dorm. They were telling jokes and Eejun was super blur. -_- At 1.30am, went down for Bedtime Stories. Yeah, Bedtime Stories, not bedtime stories. :D But then ended halfway cause this guy who was staying at the gb campsite came and disallowed us to have stuffs going on in the night. So went up, was allowed to stay up for the night, which I did, at first. Then I went to sleep for like an hour or 2. Aircon = still freezing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Day 3.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 5.30am, was super blur. -_- Had part 2 of Bedtime Stories at 6am, they tied us to the tables and chairs and waterbomb-ed us. &gt;:O Evil. I knew there was waterbombs but it never occured to me that it would begin like this. -_- Anyway, the eviler thing is that it was actually planned to have the waterbombing in the middle of the night at day 2. But then the guy disallowed them. :x Walaoooo, Chunkit tie the string until so tight, I couldn't untie it. The guys from Ezekiel's team lifted the whole table and chair and escaped to the basketball court cause they couldn't untie themselves. It was like LOL. After that this gb woman who was also incharge of the campsite came down and shouted at us cause we weren't suppose to play waterbombs. The whole canteen was wet and in a mess but the amazing thing was everyone managed to clean it up in the end. :D Yeah, in your face, gb woman! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I forgot what happened next. I think we went to wash up and have breakfast. I finally ate lol. Jessica took a loootttt of peanut butter. :O Played basketball after that. Anyhow play one. I still prefer volleyball. Went back to dorm and packed up. Was having a lot of fun with Jessica and Hweeleng doing lame stuffs which I shall not disclose. ^^ Jessica fell down from the top of the doubledecker bed. I was like omg. But thank God she fell onto a mattress. ._. Or else there will be some undesirable outcome. After that, had debrief and all that blah blah stuffs, then break camp at around 11am. So early. ): Stayed in campsite awhile, then went to heartland mall with Hweeleng to buys stuffs before going home. Took circle line for the first time. It was sorta dumb. -_- But the mrt station very stylo lor. Every station de chair got the station name one. It took like only 6 mins to travel from serangoon to bishan. -_- So stupid. This is when I realised how dumb Yueling and I were(refer to paragraph 4). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Today.&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Yueling, then reached church at 11am. Was supposed to support Shaun's basketball team and try to get them for service. I think we practically did nothing from 11am to 1.30pm. o_o But we were sucessful in getting them for service. :D So, had service, then went for zone F outing since the main service with pastor Troy Marshall is the same with the one we had in camp, I think. Went to marina square again, ate, then went back to church. At the trafffic light, there was this guy selling tissue paper. He even had a tissue paper theme song! :D Super cool. Hung out at church, then went home(just on time :D). Yeah, I love F21 and zone F. ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-1992439114681428904?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/1992439114681428904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=1992439114681428904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/1992439114681428904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/1992439114681428904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/06/folllooowww.html' title='folllooowww ~'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SjPT_1xQh6I/AAAAAAAAB04/fkg7ru27AFk/s72-c/jacy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-431766831524011265.post-2613836035787149633</id><published>2009-06-12T15:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T15:04:33.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from camp! Was awesome. Shall post about it tomorrow or later cause I think I'm gonna die soon. Three sleepless night = cannot tahan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-2613836035787149633?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/2613836035787149633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=2613836035787149633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/2613836035787149633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/2613836035787149633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-from-camp-was-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-808309238823176087</id><published>2009-06-09T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T22:01:36.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i eat rubberbands</title><content type='html'>Zone F's camp tomorrow and I haven't pack my camp bag. :\ Anyway, I'll be gone for till like friday. Or saturday, since saturday have service. Byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : blogskins.com's blogskins are getting suck-ier by the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-808309238823176087?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/808309238823176087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=808309238823176087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/808309238823176087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/808309238823176087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-eat-rubberbands.html' title='i eat rubberbands'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-5417729305449125719</id><published>2009-06-08T14:37:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T15:08:14.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://midnightscribble-s.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344844330398038242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 84px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 89px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/Siyzma0iuOI/AAAAAAAAB0g/6lP5OUhDe0I/s400/wonton.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hi. I'm a wonton.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(dumpling in chinese) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://midnightscribble-s.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344844330398038242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 84px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 89px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/Siyzma0iuOI/AAAAAAAAB0g/6lP5OUhDe0I/s400/wonton.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm FOOD... &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://midnightscribble-s.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344844330398038242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 84px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 89px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/Siyzma0iuOI/AAAAAAAAB0g/6lP5OUhDe0I/s400/wonton.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;stuffed with MORE FOOD! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://midnightscribble-s.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344844334822050690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 90px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 94px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SiyzmrTTy4I/AAAAAAAAB0o/KbLH-g7Rd78/s400/wonton..JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;How AWESOME is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : I think Isabel's the cutest thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;Even cuter than the almighty wonton.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-5417729305449125719?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/5417729305449125719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=5417729305449125719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/5417729305449125719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/5417729305449125719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/Siyzma0iuOI/AAAAAAAAB0g/6lP5OUhDe0I/s72-c/wonton.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-431766831524011265.post-1112112065893270807</id><published>2009-06-07T17:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T17:37:39.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;crazier.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-1112112065893270807?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/1112112065893270807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=1112112065893270807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/1112112065893270807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/1112112065893270807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/06/crazier_07.html' title='-'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-2646785806705696081</id><published>2009-06-06T23:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T00:19:02.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SiqPO8GUANI/AAAAAAAABz4/ouOyTeMQx5k/s1600-h/DSC03160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344241394642059474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SiqPO8GUANI/AAAAAAAABz4/ouOyTeMQx5k/s320/DSC03160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SiqPO8i3T-I/AAAAAAAABzw/ZwN8qZiln0o/s1600-h/DSC00183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344241394761813986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SiqPO8i3T-I/AAAAAAAABzw/ZwN8qZiln0o/s320/DSC00183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello world! Went to church today ~ :D Had zone F service, then went for zone F outing at suntec. The food at the asian cafe place thingy damn ex lor. But at least there was a free flow of drinks and ice cream. Then walked around suntec. Yueling and Ben dropped Bjorn's drum sticks and then got scratches I think. And therefore Yueling ran away. Far far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to church. Played with this crocodile toy thingy. Damn cute. :D Went back around 9. Journey back home was really funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Global warming! It's so hot. The earth's dying. Aww. Anyway, I've been thinking, since phs's hall has aircon, even though they hardly use it, why nbps don't have? We had to like suffer during dance club last year. -_- Anyway, I think I'm gonna go back to nbps soon with Yuanshan and Wanyong to check out how's dance been going. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and it's Mrs Toh's birthday today. :D It's been one and a half years. :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, there's this game in my phone called Bubble Town. It's not really that fun, but it's really suuuppperr addictive. -_- I'm really angry cause I've been trying to pass lvl 20 for 3 days already and I still can't make it. -_- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-2646785806705696081?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/2646785806705696081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=2646785806705696081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/2646785806705696081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/2646785806705696081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-world-went-to-church-today-d-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SiqPO8GUANI/AAAAAAAABz4/ouOyTeMQx5k/s72-c/DSC03160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-431766831524011265.post-2807885322495843895</id><published>2009-06-05T22:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T23:47:10.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bangszxc</title><content type='html'>Back to school today. Met up with Yuanshan and trained to school. We delayed for half an hour. Yeah. :D Collected report book, then followed her to find her friend for awhile. Then trained back to khatib to meet Zana. Trained to amk hub again and bought tickets and stuffs for Hannah Montana the Movie. It was really nice. (: I think Miley Cyrus is okay what. I don't bother to read what people say about her on the internet, so I don't get why people are anti-ing her. Anyway, someone in the cinema cheered when Taylor Swift appeared in the movie. Lol. And there was this middle-aged couple sitting beside Zana. I think they were in the wrong theatre but was too embarrassed to get out. Anyway, I still remember when I watched Twilight there was this old woman near me. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, met up with Renald and Jia Wei. Vanessa came too! :D Was suppoed to watch Monsters vs Alien 3D. So we settled the money and stuffs, then when it was finally our turn to buy the tickets, they told us that 3D movie tickets didn't had student price so it costs $13. Which means we had to pay like $65. -_-!! So we decided to watch some other stuffs, but apparently there was nothing else to watch. Eventually, we managed to fork up $65. The movie just started when we went in. And the 3D stuffs is like crap lah. The 3D effect is there, but the point aint really there. The only thing that was reaaalllyy 3D was the pingpong ball at the beginning of the show. But who wanna pay $7 more just to see a pingpong ball almost smashing into your face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie's okay okay only. I think even Hannah Montana the Movie's better than it. Sucha waste of money man. $7! I could watch like another movie. So, if you're planning to watch Monsters vs Alien 3D or something, &lt;strong&gt;DON'T&lt;/strong&gt;. Go and watch Monster vs Alien &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; 3D or Hannah Montana or something. Just don't waste your money on some dumb pingpong ball. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to have dinner after that. But, as usual, we couldn't decide on a place. Eventually, decided just to eat pie from Pie Kia. But we couldn't find the shop. -_- The we saw Old Chang Kee nearby, and decided to give up on Pie Kia. Guess what? Pie Kia was right beside Old Chang Kee. -_- Yeah, awesome. -.- Amk hub should have like a map or sth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We trained back to khatib. And apparently Renald and Jiawei wasn't full. So Vanessa and I accompanied them for dinner. Had some funny conversations about tofu and rice. Then Jiawei did some disgusting thing to his soup concerning tobacco and Renald's leftovers. I mean his dinner's leftovers. Yeah. Funny people. :D Went home after that ~ My mum scolded me for not picking up the phone. -_- What? It ain't my fault my phone was on silent mode. I was watching a movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the lesson learnt today is that cathay 3D movie sucks, guys shall not eat tofu, and the whole of the human race shall not eat rice. Don't ask me why, ask Vanessa. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church tomorrow! Whoo ~ Heard that Hengcheng's coming tomorrow too. Haven't seen him in monthsssss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-2807885322495843895?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/2807885322495843895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=2807885322495843895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/2807885322495843895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/2807885322495843895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/06/bangszxc.html' title='bangszxc'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-5060054589541142769</id><published>2009-06-04T18:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:33:45.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Backkkkk frommm churchhhh. Went for some camp game station masters meeting thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the mrt. Mrts should just die. Die!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I lent Bjorn the Sims 2 disc like few months ago. It took him like forever to finally pass it to Xiaojiao to pass to me. Now it's Xiaojiao's turn. ~.~ I want my disc backkkkkk ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edit : I am super happy now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The science project's FINALLY done. It's like, 1st draft supposed to be handed in my tomorrow. At least 700 words. And we got only 100 words today. Chionged with Stephanie and Zhi Wei, other members die alr. Zz. Anyway, now have to wait for Mrs Andrew's reply and do the final draft. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Tomorrow's movies finally settled. -_- Walao eh. 2 movies take like forever years to settle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) My maple okay liao. It died last week. Anyway, it didn't really matter. Cause maple's like so boring already. The only reason I played cause there was a 6.1 guild. Well, there WAS, until everybody quitted maple. But the reason that I'm happy is cause Yuanshan has been pestering me to play with her again. So I play = she stops bugging me. Apparently she' the only one still playing. So yeah. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Getting back report book tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently that's all. Sian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-5060054589541142769?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/5060054589541142769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=5060054589541142769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/5060054589541142769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/5060054589541142769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/06/backkkkk-frommm-churchhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-8290725682097657275</id><published>2009-06-03T12:59:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T14:12:51.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was like, having a chat with Vanessa on msn. Then we were like, talking about our birthdays coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fornication Under the Consent of the King says (12:56 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*Actually, I wasn't planning to celebrate my birthday. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;*I see all the people in USA celebrate for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you see, her birthday's on 4th july. Which apparently is USA's national day. So yeah. Idk. I just find it amusing. I get amused easily, you see. I love Vanessa. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what's 10 july? National day of Mumbai? Nah I'm just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit : Lol Vanessa actually went to google it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/July_10"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/July_10&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's dates all the way back to 48 BC. But it's mostly stupid stuffs. For example,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2003 – A Neoplan bus, owned by Kowloon Motor Bus, collides with a truck, falls off a bridge on Tuen Mun Road, Hong Kong, and plunges into the underlying valley, killing 21 people. This is the deadliest traffic accident to date in Hong Kong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. Six years ago, when I was busy celebrating my birthday, 21 people were busy dying. I feel sorry for them. What on earth is a Neoplan bus anyway? A bus owned by neopets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edit :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is one of Ben's "How well do you know me?" quiz on facebook. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One word : &lt;strong&gt;-___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Hmm. It's not even a word. Whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;) There's no answer to this question cuz this isnt a question?&lt;br /&gt;a) Nope not this&lt;br /&gt;b) Nope&lt;br /&gt;c) Nope&lt;br /&gt;d) Yes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;e) THIS ONE IS REAL THAT ONE NOT REAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;2) How to spell Benjamin? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Benjamminn&lt;br /&gt;b) Ben&lt;br /&gt;c) Benjamin&lt;br /&gt;d) AH BEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;3) One plus one = 2&lt;br /&gt;a) Ans is 1&lt;br /&gt;b) no 2&lt;br /&gt;c) no 1&lt;br /&gt;d) no its 2&lt;br /&gt;e) ya la 2 ya 2!TAKE ME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;4) I stay on Earth where do i stay?&lt;br /&gt;a) Singapore&lt;br /&gt;b) Yishun&lt;br /&gt;c)Somewhere&lt;br /&gt;d)Somewhere on Earth&lt;br /&gt;e)Earth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;5)People call me Ben.Which name people use to call me?&lt;br /&gt;a)AHBEN ARHS!!!&lt;br /&gt;b)Benjamin YONG DUN ZHENG!!&lt;br /&gt;c)Ben&lt;br /&gt;d)BenBen&lt;br /&gt;e)Oi si benjamin!come here la&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I made the font smaller cause I like it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, helloooo, it's a "How well do you know me?" quiz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, he had this other quiz asking "Why the chicken cross the road?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;-_-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-8290725682097657275?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/8290725682097657275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=8290725682097657275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/8290725682097657275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/8290725682097657275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-was-like-having-chat-with-vanessa-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-320526408207938335</id><published>2009-06-02T20:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T12:42:19.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;for w. jiamin to rip, for the rest of you to ignore.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342704365765741378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SiUZUFVlS0I/AAAAAAAABzY/G_DUd9sOfoE/s320/drama+banner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342718896107850386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SiUmh3FGipI/AAAAAAAABzo/WYnvKK4qzAo/s400/xpresspuppetszxc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-320526408207938335?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/320526408207938335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=320526408207938335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/320526408207938335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/320526408207938335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/06/for-w.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SiUZUFVlS0I/AAAAAAAABzY/G_DUd9sOfoE/s72-c/drama+banner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-431766831524011265.post-6586751220389403587</id><published>2009-06-02T14:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T14:47:14.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from downstairs. Met up with Yuanshan. Walaooo, I like her boyfrend like that lor. Treat her to lunch, then send her home in the hot hot hottttt sun. ~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition in 30 mins. -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had this "bonding session" yesterday with Wanyong, Renald, Jiawei, Yuanshan and Ivan. But Ivan was "busy watching spongebob". Haha, inside joke. Turned out.. fun. At first. But then some der der neng thing started. Well whatever. I'm tired and I dont wanna have tuition. -_- Aw c'mon. It's the holidays already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's with facebook and all those zombie survival quiz?? -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-6586751220389403587?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/6586751220389403587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=6586751220389403587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/6586751220389403587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/6586751220389403587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-from-downstairs.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-3052763681337846611</id><published>2009-06-01T23:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T23:42:45.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year</title><content type='html'>Greaat. It's 11.31pm. And because of the fact the it's late, people get blur, no? My msn thingy rang and I went to check my phone. -_- And the other way round also. Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two ee shun tomorrow. Tuition. Sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kewl gonds shall rule the world!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMGTEC. I aM Going To Eat Carrots. Idk, that's what Taufiq said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I think facebook's screwed. I can't upload photos. I never really liked facebook anyway. It's so laggy. -_- I think there's some magnetic pull of some sort pulling the world to it. That's why people like me who hate it still uses it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owe this post's weirdness to the night's effect on 13 year olds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-3052763681337846611?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/3052763681337846611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=3052763681337846611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/3052763681337846611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/3052763681337846611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/06/greaat.html' title='happy new year'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-3487426148869231158</id><published>2009-06-01T15:46:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T20:01:27.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hexakosioihexekontahexaphobia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342327052724216642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SiPCJkuWI0I/AAAAAAAABzI/0-epPezBBoY/s320/DSC02975+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342327049483085410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SiPCJYpmZmI/AAAAAAAABzA/9hYQSLXSeMc/s320/DSC02965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SiPCJh_9ZJI/AAAAAAAABzQ/Aq6sgtc6zCY/s1600-h/DSC00148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342327051992786066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SiPCJh_9ZJI/AAAAAAAABzQ/Aq6sgtc6zCY/s320/DSC00148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;note :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I did not dye my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Neither is this photo edited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So yay for my unnatural yet undyed hair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a secret! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yooo. Supposed to be going zone F outing to sentosa today but apparently our cg like nobody going. So don't go lor. Met up with Yueling for breakfast, since we woke up really early, thinking we're going to sentosa. Had mac, then walked around khatib. Yay, I love khatib. Saw lotsa people. We stalked them. (YUELING'S IDEA) :D Yeahh. Came back to my house, then she showed me some website about satan's church. Ridiculous lor. -_- But seriously scary. And now she's gone home to sweep the floor cause her grandmother said so, and she's probably coming back later. We're gonna go explore the website man. I wonder is this is sinful? Crud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, the title IS a real word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edit : New Moon trailer is out!!!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff25/ch0cocolated/oo.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-3487426148869231158?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/3487426148869231158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=3487426148869231158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/3487426148869231158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/3487426148869231158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/06/hexakosioihexekontahexaphobia.html' title='hexakosioihexekontahexaphobia'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SiPCJkuWI0I/AAAAAAAABzI/0-epPezBBoY/s72-c/DSC02975+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-431766831524011265.post-7072848276787299945</id><published>2009-05-31T15:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T15:06:00.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have bad memory and I like it. K whatever. Went to church yesterday, yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to be doing project now. Apparently only Stephanie is online. Damn the rest of the group members. I already messaged you all. -_- Stupid class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can'tttt waittt forrrr nexttt thursdayyyy. Movie with 6.1. (: It's gonna be like we own the cinema. Just like how zone F owns the food court and paya lebar. Yeah whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pfft. I hate projects.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-7072848276787299945?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/7072848276787299945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=7072848276787299945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/7072848276787299945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/7072848276787299945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-have-bad-memory-and-i-like-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-7864361357686561577</id><published>2009-05-29T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T15:06:31.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey. Apparently I haven't been online for the past 1 week was firstly, cause I was sick, and secondly, cause I coulnd't be bothered to. I wouldn't have been online today if it wasn't for some dumb geog project. I'm suppose to be doing it now, but I promised Kelly that i'll send it to her by 12 midnight, so yeah who cares, it's only 10.12pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week was boring. I find life so boring these days. I couldn't be bothered to talk in class. I've decided to pass my days till the beginning of the holidays like this : Go the school, learn stuffs, sleep, go home, sleep. And it worked. Holidays started. Yay. But I hate homework. Sian. -_- Also, from monday till today, I've seen lots of ex navalites. That makes me happy. (: Guess who I saw on monday? JOCELYN! :D It was sooo coincidental. And Nadra, Syafiqah and Rophe in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had some dumb pond study at the science centre on tuesday, which 6.1 already did last year. Yuanshan and I saw Marist Stella High there, and it reminded us of Gerald, cause last year his foot was submerged in the pool. But apparently we couldn't find Gerald, met Rophe, Zafirah and Mingquan instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On wednesday drama went to watch a play called Fairytale heart at some I-Theatre place. I think it was really nice. (: Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, yesterday. Hmm I can't remember. Oh yeah I went to the airport with my parents. My dad wanted to check the money rate stuffs. So had dinner there. Saw Miss Mcnoe there with her fiance or whoever that guy is. The world is really small. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch with my mum today. Saw Renald and Aloysius with their friends. Didn't know Vanessa was among them till Renald told me. Aw. :\ And I met this crazy woman telling my not to buy some stuffs at 7-eleven. She said what she was on her way to woodbridge blah blah blah. I couldn't be bothered to listen on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is boring. PHS is boring. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church tomorrow! Finally something to look forward to. Maybe I shall go start doing my geog project or Kelly and Adeline will come after me. Shall go download it from my email now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag replies.&lt;br /&gt;Shahidah : Okay, soon. (:&lt;br /&gt;Justin : Nothing to say mah, life's so boring nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;Steph : Ty.&lt;br /&gt;Jolyn : Cash Cash rocks! :D&lt;br /&gt;Joseph : Um yeah k.&lt;br /&gt;Huixia : I like it too haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;Diny : Okay soon. :D&lt;br /&gt;Amirah : Soon! :D&lt;br /&gt;Jolene : Thanks, haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;Ebelle : Yeah, Cash Cash rocks!&lt;br /&gt;Jiawei : Really? Cool!&lt;br /&gt;Shengrong : Haha yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Yuanshan : -_- Dk, don't care.&lt;br /&gt;Renald : Lol, whatever. What about your block? Did I mention something about it? Can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;Yani : Yeah.. Will soon. :D&lt;br /&gt;Shengrong : Haha, don't need them.&lt;br /&gt;Wenyi : Hi Wenyi. :D&lt;br /&gt;Carin : Hi Carin. :D&lt;br /&gt;Yuanshan : Hi Yuanshan. :D&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie : Hi Chucky. :D&lt;br /&gt;Shengrong : Hi Shengrong. :D&lt;br /&gt;Juliet : Hi Juliet. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool. I like the last 6 tags. And it's so hot in here! The world's dying of global warming. Sigh. I wonder if heaven has air-con?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-7864361357686561577?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/7864361357686561577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=7864361357686561577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/7864361357686561577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/7864361357686561577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-8805757872723950036</id><published>2009-05-19T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T23:05:02.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SHANA GOT A NEW PHONE! :D Like, finally. I had my old phone since I was p4. -_- Anyway, I was really upset cause red had no stock and I thought the silver was ugly. But I had no choice since my old phone completely died. But whatever, I got over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 moreee dayyysss toooo redddd rainnnn 09 ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-8805757872723950036?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/8805757872723950036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=8805757872723950036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/8805757872723950036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/8805757872723950036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/05/shana-got-new-phone-d-like-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-286638475051651991</id><published>2009-05-17T23:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T23:20:09.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>byebye stupid samsung.</title><content type='html'>My phone's dying! -_- It goes blank of all suddens then comes back to life after awhile. Oh well, I'm getting a new phone on tuesday anyway. I think cause my phone was really sad that I was not going to use it anymore and therefore decided to retire earlier. Whatever. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week's events.&lt;br /&gt;Monday - I'm a boring person. So I did nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - I have short term memory loss. So I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Drama :D I lost Nooraini's nametag. T.T&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - Last follow-up. (:&lt;br /&gt;Friday - Amk park with Nooraini and her sec 3 friends. :D Nooraini lost my nametag too. xD Yay, cause now I don't feel as bad.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Church!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REDRAIN - 6 MORE DAYS. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-286638475051651991?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/286638475051651991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=286638475051651991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/286638475051651991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/286638475051651991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-phones-dying-it-goes-blank-of-all.html' title='byebye stupid samsung.'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-3832397483109069182</id><published>2009-05-13T22:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T22:42:15.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#303030;"&gt;pissed off. damn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BORED. -_- Looking forward to 23 may! Phoebe's coming back to sg. :D And 6.1's gonna go find her. :D After that there's redrain. :D And class party and zone F camp in june! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-3832397483109069182?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/3832397483109069182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=3832397483109069182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/3832397483109069182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/3832397483109069182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/05/pissed-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-8813757566179348286</id><published>2009-05-11T14:04:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T15:26:49.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy birthday, Fanny! ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;edit:&lt;br /&gt;I JUST SCREWED UP MY TAGBOARD. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eugene, this is all your fault! -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit edit:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tagboard's back. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-8813757566179348286?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/8813757566179348286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=8813757566179348286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/8813757566179348286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/8813757566179348286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-fanny.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-8499628892589867635</id><published>2009-05-09T23:19:00.026+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T00:17:58.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>redrain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Heh heh! Went to church today. Awesome! Saturday is the like highlight of every week. Went church earlier cause zone F gave Pastor Lia a Mothers' Day surprise. Turned out awesome. Went for lunch, then back for Mothers' Day service. Awesome. Seah's testimony was so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? REDRAIN'S BACK! There's gonna be a RedRain concert at hoGc on 23 ad 24 may. Be there! Tickets are with me. :D And obviously, it's free. ^^ Anyone and everyone who is interested can come. :D Whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(click to enlarge)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SgWqGFdByrI/AAAAAAAAByY/1Zx9UH9haTE/s1600-h/Red-Rain-Liquid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333856355210087090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SgWqGFdByrI/AAAAAAAAByY/1Zx9UH9haTE/s320/Red-Rain-Liquid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SgWq3_Kjb0I/AAAAAAAAByw/IqyCTvBuSQ0/s1600-h/Red-Rain-Montage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333857212515446594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SgWq3_Kjb0I/AAAAAAAAByw/IqyCTvBuSQ0/s320/Red-Rain-Montage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SgWqF7VzsXI/AAAAAAAAByQ/eUa7-2AmmUE/s1600-h/Red-Rain-Globe.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SgWr_bf0RkI/AAAAAAAABy4/e-lA_Zkfnp8/s1600-h/Red-Rain-Globe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333858439891535426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SgWr_bf0RkI/AAAAAAAABy4/e-lA_Zkfnp8/s320/Red-Rain-Globe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redrain.sg/"&gt;www.redrain.sg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-8499628892589867635?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/8499628892589867635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=8499628892589867635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/8499628892589867635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/8499628892589867635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/05/redrain.html' title='redrain'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/SgWqGFdByrI/AAAAAAAAByY/1Zx9UH9haTE/s72-c/Red-Rain-Liquid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-431766831524011265.post-2117177629636373505</id><published>2009-05-08T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T23:04:17.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Midyear exams are over. Yay. But the thing is, it didn't even feel like it started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what. Sometimes I feel that I've known 1D for all my life, yet it's like yesterday that I've just graduated from nbps. But 1D is just... different. I saw a lot of ex navalites at northpoint today while celebrating Yueling's belated belated belated birthday. And I've been talking to Jocelyn a lot lately. She changed. For the better, of course. She's more hyper, random and funny. I like. (: And it just reminds me of all the stuffs last year. Like Ivan's casket. Heh heh. I don't enjoy my life now. Everyday there's nothing to look forward to in school. Sure, 1D is great, awesome, whatever. But.. everything's just different okay. Different. Yeah, I know, you're all probably thinking that it's already may and I'm still talking bout this stuffs, but if it's like this is january, why not may? I don't want to get use to it. What's there to get use to? I don't like it. You won't understand. Therefore, you've probably wasted few minutes of your life reading this. Sorry. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-2117177629636373505?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/2117177629636373505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=2117177629636373505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/2117177629636373505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/2117177629636373505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/05/midyear-exams-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-8200990209779052698</id><published>2009-05-06T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:27:25.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyyyy! Had lit exam yesterday. Didn't get to revise in the morning. :\ I was about to but Jeremy started throwing chairs at Haowei. -.- Weird people. But thank God the paper was easy! The answers were practically all on the handout that Miss Tang gave us, except for the diary entries stuffs. Had maths and home econs exam today. It was like maths first before home econs, but everyone seemed more anxious for their home econs, or dnt for the dnt people, than maths. Maths was quite hard. There was like only 50 mins left and I haven't even started on section B. So I chionged. ._. Until Stephanie after the exam told me she saw me hammering into my calculator and scibbling like mad. Heh heh. Home econs was easy though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's science paper tomorrow, and I haven't exactly did my prep work for art. Only part of it, and it's like the ugliest thing I ever saw. Sigh. But who cares about art! :D The exam work + prep work is only 40%, and I already handed up my sculpture which is the rest of the 60%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna go revise again for my science now. I've revised like for don't know how long, but it just doesn't seem to get into my head. -.- I hope calculators are allowed tomorrow, no way I'm going to calculate all that density stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagggg repliesssss ~&lt;br /&gt;Secret admirer : -.-.&lt;br /&gt;Eugene : Lol that was like sadistic man. Scary! x.x&lt;br /&gt;Renald : LOL. Nah I don't bother anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Secret admirer : Nah, you know what? I don't exactly bother cause I have better things to do, like for example, study for my science.&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie : Um... Yeah... Chucky..*cough* rocks...*cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastlu, I went back to the hospital today for the follow-up appointment after the op. Whoo! Doctor says I'm fine. :D Anyway, they made us wear the mask thingy. How do they breathe in it?!?!?! I really pity the nurses and doctors. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-8200990209779052698?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/8200990209779052698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=8200990209779052698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/8200990209779052698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/8200990209779052698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/05/heyyyy-had-lit-exam-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-9219090139615285747</id><published>2009-05-04T17:12:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T18:14:52.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HISTORY = FAILURE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FAILURE, FAILURE!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mannn! I hate history! Last two questions is like 40 marks and I practically wrote rubbish cause I didn't memorise a thing. Like how to memorise? Anyway, I got history off my back until next year, yay. :D I hope geog isn't that bad. I don't like the world map though. Ugh. I sort of enjoy exams, I get to go home earlier, yay. Temperature taking today was stupid, I dropped my thermometer on the floor. -.- I don't think lit will be as bad as history though, so that's good. I still haven't done my art prep work! It's so stupid! It's not like everyone of us is going to be artists in the future. If we were we would probably be at SOTA now, instead of PHS. And you could say that maybe they auditioned but couldn't get in, well, TOO BAD. That doesn't mean that they have to let &lt;em&gt;everyone &lt;/em&gt;do art. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my tags are getting hilarious-er by the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SR : Cube! (:&lt;br /&gt;Brenda : Yeah, will, soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SR : Hi. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Carin : Suree! :D Add me in msn, I'll tell you. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ebelle : Sweetheart! Misssss youuuuu tooooo ~ &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Eugene : LOL! Chucky is disgustingly cute. x.x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Secret admirer : Er, how can you "lied me" ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Eugene : TOUCH WOOD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yueling : LOL GO AHEAD! I DON'T WANT CHUCKY! xD Heh heh &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SR : Lol shengrong! Remember my worksheet. x.x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Stephy : Omg the world is obsessed about Chucky! Noooo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHUCKY!!!!! Ever since I watched it at Yueling's house and just blogged a sentence about it, the whole world is obsessesd about Chucky! Cool. If you didn't watch Child's Play, Chucky is this doll called the Good Guy doll. The soul of this criminal who was dying at the toy store went into Chucky. This kid very suey, bought Chucky. -.- Then Chucky manipulates the kid to get revenge on the people who killed him and stuffs. It's funny! But scary. I still remember watching House of Wax with Yueling, Joce and Fei. GORY! x.x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to do research for my art prep work now. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;edit :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;click play&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="180"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BUk5SZ18WhY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BUk5SZ18WhY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="180" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Played during zone F service last week. It's so cool. x.x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-9219090139615285747?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/9219090139615285747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=9219090139615285747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/9219090139615285747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/9219090139615285747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/05/history-failure-failure-failure-mannn-i.html' title='(:'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-7683485431522727435</id><published>2009-05-03T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T00:33:23.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cinderella</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;IT'S 12.03 NOW BUT IT'S &lt;strong&gt;STILL SATURDAY&lt;/strong&gt;. DON'T ASK WHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI. Back from church about an hour ago. Had zone F service. We now have fixed cg timing. Sian, it clashes with drama. :\ Anyway, main service was AWESOME. Pastor Lia preached, it was like the awesomest awesome service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACKTRACK! Celebrated Yueling's birthday yesterday. Watched Child's Play. Omg I don't like. ._. I think Chucky's the reason Xiaojiao's scared of barbie dolls. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was aweosme! Art was super fun! I like art, it's like an hour of talking and just having fun with the class. But I think I'm going to fail art. The prep work and the art exam is going to be a total failure. Lunch was fun, Amirul was imitating the cast of HSM. Then studied with Zhi Wei and Jacy, the study part didn't really work out, but I laughed until I couldn't laugh anymore. Was supposed to meet Mr White for I don't know what reason, but he couldn't make it in the end. Then I saw my seniors so I played volleyball with them. Sometimes I think my drama seniors are way better than my other friends... Oh well. Anyway, went for 24 prayer meeting after that. It was awesome! I love God. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to study tomorrow. -.- I'm gonna fail history. And lit. And art. Die die die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-7683485431522727435?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/7683485431522727435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=7683485431522727435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/7683485431522727435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/7683485431522727435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/05/cinderella.html' title='cinderella'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-6710442067382773462</id><published>2009-04-29T19:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T19:58:27.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!!</title><content type='html'>IM BACK. Yeah, back &lt;em&gt;before&lt;/em&gt; the exams. Actually I was spending my time studying. I still have like 6 or 7 hours of study rule left. :\ It's kinda bad since tomorrow is Yueling's birthday and the 24-relay prayer at church, then gonna celebrate Yueling's birthday on friday. I'm afraid that I can't finish the study rule and therefore can't go for service. ): And I'm having tuition from later on from 8 to 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME IS RUNNING OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's pretty exciting, finally finished all the retest and stuffs and the extra remedials due to my week of absense. I went out with my mum yesterday, and used that chance to buy stuffs. :D Haha. Never noticed Popular got so many things to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh. Life's kinda messed up. There's like not enough time to do stuffs. -.- Speaking of time, it's like 7.55 now, so I shall go. Maybe I'll edit later, who knows? Tuition is getting boringggg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-6710442067382773462?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/6710442067382773462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=6710442067382773462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/6710442067382773462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/6710442067382773462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_29.html' title='!!'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-1296428095623457371</id><published>2009-04-25T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T23:29:31.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>taking the city</title><content type='html'>Yay ~ Hello! Just came back from church about an hour ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people always like to stare? It's getting irritating. It's like, everywhere stare stare stare when we are not even doing anything. Okay, nvm about that. I'm finally back at church today! :D Missing a week of church is not awesome at all. Anyway, we got our Study Rule already. Yay? I'm gonna study :D Or else I can't go for service. ): Today was a very funny day! Had cg, zone F service, then went for zone F outing at bugis. Saw something really wrong while we were eating lunch at the food court. -.- Melissa still asked Dominic to see. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to church after that then back home. (: Walked with Eejun to mrt station, then we met Winyu and then Eejun was super funny. She was literally praying that Winyu will just walk straight and not turn into the mrt station. Which he did. Haha, funny girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored and the wound still hurts. ): And I'm very touched! Nooraini made me a card. (: Yay! I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have maths and history retest on monday! -.- And home econs practical and chinese exam on tuesday. But Mana, Wen Ting and the rest gave me answers for the history test. Yay! Thank you. Cause I would have totally flunk it. So I shall study study study tomorrow. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lots of overdue photos, maybe next time. Goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-1296428095623457371?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/1296428095623457371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=1296428095623457371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/1296428095623457371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/1296428095623457371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/04/taking-city.html' title='taking the city'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-3428657426223000018</id><published>2009-04-23T14:44:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T17:59:44.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>Yay Nickelback! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Friendships don't last long. Wait. Woah, I repeat, friendship dont last long, I'm not some emo freak talking about love. Anyway, I'm bored! I'm currently making the drama blogskin. I don't know if they'll give me the password, but I'll do it anyway. At least I've got something to do. Facebook's lagging my com. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really afraid. I've missed so many things at school. How to catch up? This sucks. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#303030;"&gt;she sucks. all she have is money, so what?? what is wrong with you and your attitude? I DON'T LIKE YOU! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-3428657426223000018?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/3428657426223000018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=3428657426223000018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/3428657426223000018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/3428657426223000018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/04/yay-nickelback-sigh.html' title='):'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-1205593011894753071</id><published>2009-04-23T12:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T12:02:49.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bored bored bored omg!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I miss church.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-1205593011894753071?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/1205593011894753071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=1205593011894753071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/1205593011894753071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/1205593011894753071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/04/bored-bored-bored-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-6379935547036629500</id><published>2009-04-21T21:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T12:02:16.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;DRAMA GOT SILVERRRR ~ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've got flu now! D: And it's HORRIBLE. Cause I keep sneezing and everytime I sneeze my stomach hurts! It's even worst then laughing and it's killing me. OMG I'M GONNA DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="60"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u8DX32c2MuM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u8DX32c2MuM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="60" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay. I shall go do my art project now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-6379935547036629500?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/6379935547036629500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=6379935547036629500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/6379935547036629500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/6379935547036629500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/04/drama-got-silverrrr-d-anyway-ive-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-7731065804335172588</id><published>2009-04-21T16:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T18:13:26.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>byemath</title><content type='html'>Pain, I'm still in pain. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh, heymath is a waste of time. Why did they name it heymath.com anyway? It's a ridiculous name. Anyway, Miss Chin just called me and told me to do the graded assignment. Why can't they just like give us a worksheet or sth. Whatever. I'm going back to school &lt;em&gt;after&lt;/em&gt; school tomorrow. Yay! But Nooraini said drama was suspended, sian. And she wanted to play volleyball with me, which I can't, obviously. This is sad. Whatever. At least I can skip history and lit tests. Which I would so totally flunk if I did it. Whoo! But I would be staying back with her and idk who tmr. Oh yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Eugene was helping me with the heymath stuffs. Then we chatted a little and he typed running roses instead of running noses. Idk why, but it sounds so cool. Yay. And I want food. What do you expect from someone who had no food for 3 days? ): I hate the drip machine. It keeps beeping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-7731065804335172588?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/7731065804335172588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=7731065804335172588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/7731065804335172588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/7731065804335172588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/04/byemath.html' title='byemath'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-1837028259745179810</id><published>2009-04-20T20:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T20:54:43.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg ouch. Renald's pic post was like, really funny. So I laughed. And now my stomach hurts. -.- I have three holes in my stomach which is plastered up, what do you expect? Anyway, having a week of no school results in several post a day. Argh. I'm bored. ~.~&lt;br /&gt;I sort of miss the hospital. One of the nurse was really nice. The food was nice too, except that particular soup with hair in it. Like ew. And I finally chatted with Vanessa after like many months. She's really funny so that's kinda bad in a way. Haha. Really miss her! And 6.1 too. Sigh ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get random when I'm bored, sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-1837028259745179810?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/1837028259745179810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=1837028259745179810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/1837028259745179810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/1837028259745179810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/04/omg-ouch.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-5611759301786579645</id><published>2009-04-20T18:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:18:38.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my gosh. Miss Chin just called me. That was scary. -.- Anyway, she asked me to go back on wed after school to do the practical. Like omg? I can hardly walk, how do you expect me to cook. On the bright side, I can go drama after that, yay. (: But I'm just gonna watch lah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, one of the doctors at the hospital was Dr Chia, who looked like Miss Chin, who looked like Miss Cheong. How weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-5611759301786579645?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/5611759301786579645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=5611759301786579645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/5611759301786579645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/5611759301786579645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-my-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-580729294163777116</id><published>2009-04-20T14:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:53:46.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M HOME. :D But I sort of don't want to be discharged. It's like kinda fun. Plus I ordered bee tai mak for dinner today! ): Anyway, I don't have to go to school until next monday. But I think I'll be going on friday cause of exam. I wanna go for drama today lor, but my mum says if any of my teachers see me I will have to go to school tomorrow. ): But I can't carry my bag. And the drama syf result's coming out this week and I won't get to know first-handedly. Sian ~ I'm also excused from PE for a month or more, duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thank you to all who visited me. (: Plus those who attempted to visit me and those who cared. I love you guys! Also, thank you Stephanie who gave me a gift. (: Oh my gosh, my brother bought me CAREBEAR. Which GLOWS. I was like, wth? But thanks anyway, its the thought that counts. :D And on sunday the hospital gave me a &lt;strong&gt;bravery certificate&lt;/strong&gt; for doing the op with a lot of bears printed on it. Yueling and I were laughing like crazy. It hurt. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great, so what am I suppose to do for the next three or four days? Study? Obviously not. -.- Arghhhh ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag replies&lt;br /&gt;Jiaxin : Thanks. (:&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy : Lol, hi, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Claire : Hehe thanks. It's alright! ^^ You get well soon too.&lt;br /&gt;Parmish : Haha, no you're not. You're gonna visit me &lt;em&gt;tomorrow&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Kelly : Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Shengrong : ?&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy : Nope. Duh.&lt;br /&gt;Shengrong : Lol, thanks?&lt;br /&gt;Xiaojiao : Hee, nvm. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-580729294163777116?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/580729294163777116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=580729294163777116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/580729294163777116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/580729294163777116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-8664943633971228483</id><published>2009-04-19T12:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T12:46:56.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The apple juice very nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But the soup got hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-8664943633971228483?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/8664943633971228483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=8664943633971228483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/8664943633971228483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/8664943633971228483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/04/apple-juice-very-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-4972652165084825945</id><published>2009-04-19T08:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T08:26:09.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah my neck pain cause I winded up my bed to talk to Yueling last night and forgot to wind it down. -.- Anyway, I'm bored now. So I shall reply my tags. Here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy : Lol thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Shengrong : Lol!&lt;br /&gt;Ang Guan : Miss Chin was talking to you. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;Yueling : I LOVE YOU TOO MAN! Thanks for staying overnight here with me. In fact, you are now opposite me scolding the crying baby. :O&lt;br /&gt;Eugene : LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Xiaojiao : I love you too. (:&lt;br /&gt;Jams : Nope, what Eugene means is that Ang Guan is a trumpet cause trumpets are loud and noisy.&lt;br /&gt;Carin : I will! Soon! :D&lt;br /&gt;Ebelle : Hee, updated sweetheart!&lt;br /&gt;Mana : It's okay! I love you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay. And I almost deleted the whole post. ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-4972652165084825945?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/4972652165084825945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=4972652165084825945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/4972652165084825945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/4972652165084825945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/04/ah-my-neck-pain-cause-i-winded-up-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-8337793434332478172</id><published>2009-04-18T20:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T20:51:13.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ouch</title><content type='html'>HI EVERYONE! I'm fine after the operation, thankssss ~ If you didn't know, I had appendicitis, which means infection of the appendix. And apparently, the appendix is of no use to the body, all it does is to get infected. -.- Yeah the operation wasnt painful cause I was asleep, I don't dare to look at my stomach yet, even though its plastered up. Anyway, they dug a hole on both my hands and stuck tubes in them. ): But my right hand is like.. hmm I cant explain. Anyway, the only thing I'm afraid now is the removal of the tubes and needle from my hands. But actually, minus all the pain, this is quite cool! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so I'm now alone in the hospital ~ My dad brought me his laptop! Yay. Currently Yueling's downstairs having dinner with my parents, then my parents are going home and Yueling is staying overnight with me. Yay! I love you. :D And ty F21 for visiting me just now. (: Xiaojiao and Benjamin kept making me laugh! Stephanie, and those you're bringing with you tomorrow, please don't make me laugh! It hurts cause you need your stomach muscles to laugh. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, bye! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-8337793434332478172?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/8337793434332478172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=8337793434332478172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/8337793434332478172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/8337793434332478172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/04/ouch.html' title='ouch'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-781840013043890349</id><published>2009-04-16T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T22:46:33.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a fun day! (: Yay! History, english and art was fun. Hangout at YSC was fun! And I just made Jeremy not anti-christ anymore. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-781840013043890349?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/781840013043890349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=781840013043890349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/781840013043890349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/781840013043890349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-was-fun-day-yay-history-english.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-1180226569772513559</id><published>2009-04-15T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T22:36:32.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-.-</title><content type='html'>Just finished tuition. My phone kept ringing and ringing during tuition. After that found out that HweeLeng just wanted the title of my blog song. ~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of stuffs happened today during school. I wonder if she's alright. Will post about it next time when stuffs clear up. &lt;span style="color:#303030;"&gt;Who cares actually, serves her right. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after school was fun, had last minute drama. Are we in drama or dance man? We were doing some Magno Crappy Dance stuffs. ._. Yeah, but it was quite fun. Ended really early, at 4, then we went to the toilet. And locked Xin Ni inside the cubicle. It was hilarious. Then we played volleyball. Yay. I don't hit people anymore. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having F21 hangout at YSC tomorrow! Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-1180226569772513559?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/1180226569772513559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=1180226569772513559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/1180226569772513559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/1180226569772513559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-finished-tuition.html' title='-.-'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-8503598946015217340</id><published>2009-04-14T20:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T20:53:34.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rantssss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Actually, I rather not. Yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rant, I mean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-8503598946015217340?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/8503598946015217340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=8503598946015217340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/8503598946015217340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/8503598946015217340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/04/rantsrantsrants.html' title='rantssss'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-2608235436298377335</id><published>2009-04-13T21:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T22:06:13.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilema</title><content type='html'>Loool. My mum was jumping around with a broom trying to kill a bee flying around. Hilarious sight. Anyway, today was BORING! Mondays are always boring. Usually there's drama to look forward to cause its like wayyy less boring than lessons. But theres no drama so today was a total waste. I don't learn anything everyday. ): Furthermore, today was napfa! Omg, it's like they only told us today. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, today was a random day. ._. Firstly, during track and field, we had to do stretchings, of which one of them is stretching back. So we all stretched and faced the back. Suddenly, Eugene was like "What a cute bus stop!" cause there was a bus stop opposite the stadium. Secondly, Jia Wei messaged me during school and was like "Curry puffs are awesome! =D"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weirdos! Yeah, and there was other stuffs too but nvm. I have random friends! :D High-five! Hmm it reminds me of the retarded &lt;em&gt;1,2,3,4, high-5!&lt;/em&gt; show. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday Carin! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-2608235436298377335?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/2608235436298377335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=2608235436298377335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/2608235436298377335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/2608235436298377335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/04/dileme.html' title='Dilema'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-606235593356172486</id><published>2009-04-12T22:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T22:40:09.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;OMG. COOKIES. I WANT COOKIES!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random much? (: Yeah.. I sound like cookie monster. :O And do you know cookie monsters has a birthday? It's on 25th may! For some reasons, its on the New Generations calender that they gave during one of the Zone F service. So cool. :D Btw, I saw this envelope in my parents' room just now. It says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ministry of Education&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moulding the future of our nation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeah right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-606235593356172486?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/606235593356172486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=606235593356172486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/606235593356172486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/606235593356172486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/04/omggg-cooookieeeessss.html' title=''/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-7674364737222907532</id><published>2009-04-12T17:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T17:15:49.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy easter! (:</title><content type='html'>Oh yay. I'm not going over to my brother's house anymore cause he had food poisoning or something. I'm not yaying over the fact that he had food poisoning, obviously. But that I have the rest of my Sunday available. I'm not sadistic, duh. Except if you're a stupid uncooked oyster that is still bloody on the inside. Inside joke. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very accomplished. I finished my maths and english homework. :D Who cares about chinese man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-7674364737222907532?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/7674364737222907532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=7674364737222907532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/7674364737222907532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/7674364737222907532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='happy easter! (:'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-2710071877774628754</id><published>2009-04-11T11:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T00:45:12.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY ADVANCE BIRTHDAY TICKFANG! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 mins more. ^^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you Tickfang! I really, truly enjoyed the times we had in gb!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was like totally awesomeee. Especially in camps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know, you are always so selfless, always putting others first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just can't express your awesomeness. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love talking and sharing things with you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just miss those times. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you to the max man! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very neutral now. Haha. Idk why. :O Yesterday was totally awesome! Pastor How preached a very interesting sermon. 7 Things I Hate About Christianity and 7 Things I Love About Christ. Don't be a christian, be christ-like! Don't believe in chrisitiany, believe in Christ! Cool man. Yeah.. And you know what, I think that paya lebar has a lot of seriously weird people. -.- Excluding our church, of course. First there's this psychotic kopitiam aunty, then all the weird bangalahs.. Okay nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had followup this morning, then our cg met with Dominic, Ivan and Mae-Ann. Sian, Mae-Ann not our cgl alr. So sad. ): Will seriously miss her. Yeah.. but we now have Wei Ling. (: Went for lunch, then followed Yueling to city plaza to take out her hair extentions. I dislike fake hair. :O My parents came for service! Cool. :D Had hangout after that, I lost my wallet omg. ): But I found it the sound concole in the end. Hee! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is chiong homework day! ): And I'm going over to my brother's new house. Sian. ): Sucha waste of time. :O I'm afriad I can't finish my homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byeeeee ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-2710071877774628754?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/2710071877774628754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=2710071877774628754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/2710071877774628754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/2710071877774628754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_11.html' title='~~'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</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-431766831524011265.post-1381976501717406287</id><published>2009-04-11T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:47:33.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reason for this season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/Sd93cSW47wI/AAAAAAAABwg/P-J3G-FITZo/s1600-h/DSC00141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323104612423102210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/Sd93cSW47wI/AAAAAAAABwg/P-J3G-FITZo/s320/DSC00141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323105056491134578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/Sd932Io9XnI/AAAAAAAABwo/-8shqqLYTKM/s320/DSC00133.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/Sd93cB_4jhI/AAAAAAAABwY/8HXgyU2a4jA/s1600-h/DSC00154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323104608031641106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/Sd93cB_4jhI/AAAAAAAABwY/8HXgyU2a4jA/s320/DSC00154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yay, today was awesome. Easter service again tomorrow. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/431766831524011265-1381976501717406287?l=temporary--url.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/feeds/1381976501717406287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=431766831524011265&amp;postID=1381976501717406287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/1381976501717406287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/431766831524011265/posts/default/1381976501717406287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://temporary--url.blogspot.com/2009/04/reason-for-this-season_11.html' title='reason for this season'/><author><name>Shana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546516078813987384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZWy0AEWJUhM/Sd93cSW47wI/AAAAAAAABwg/P-J3G-FITZo/s72-c/DSC00141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
