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href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01872166547769744710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910637.post-111977767188402601</id><published>2005-06-26T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T17:21:11.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lunching out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;met my mom for lunch at orchard..that place is pathetic...got no food one and its so packed..&lt;br /&gt;dont know why got so many people..crazy..&lt;br /&gt;so wandered all over the place and went shopping...finally found food at lucky plaza...not bad&lt;br /&gt;that place served quite good food&lt;br /&gt;went window shopping around paragon..went to thoes shops where the prices were so insane..&lt;br /&gt;one stupid lousy flimsy shirt cost $140&lt;br /&gt;and the tie cost $190..&lt;br /&gt;wth..crazy lar..the shirt also not say very nice&lt;br /&gt;after that dinner was not too bad..then went home lar..nothing much there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7910637-111977767188402601?l=f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com/feeds/111977767188402601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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great</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;ok..woke up kinda early today...thanks to my mom&lt;br /&gt;so met my cousin and his mom at the station and went to east coast&lt;br /&gt;the weather then decided to pour down on us...how great&lt;br /&gt;strolling down the beach in the rain is so unromantic..lol&lt;br /&gt;took refuge at mac..ate like crazy till 11am. when we headed to the nearby bowling alley..&lt;br /&gt;i realised that bowling was so fun..haha and rather funny as well..&lt;br /&gt;played for so long and didnt wanna leave even after that stupid receptionist chased as away...&lt;br /&gt;but yar..my bowling was quite bad..considering it was the first time in duno how long since i last bowled..lol&lt;br /&gt;went to the jacks place at marine parade...they served real good baked rice...the flavours were soo strong and complemented each other well...&lt;br /&gt;eh..this is not an advertisement for jacks place..haha&lt;br /&gt;later went shopping around the area...nothing much lar...except that people were less crazy about the mango sale there..and i finally added a new shirt to my miserly collection of clothes&lt;br /&gt;haha...and the shirt is oversized..bah&lt;br /&gt;so later went for dinner...had the beef noodles..delicious..haha&lt;br /&gt;another free advertisement...lala..&lt;br /&gt;so thats all for today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7910637-111977721555483379?l=f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com/feeds/111977721555483379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7910637&amp;postID=111977721555483379' title='0 Comments'/><link 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255);"&gt;today is the day we went for our shooting comp. as you can see it is on the same day as i typed the last entry..which was a day immediately after the camp..&lt;br /&gt;tired out and aching we made our way to school..where we were supposed to be allowed ample time to rest and all that...but guess what..we were so bored that we started playing basketball..&lt;br /&gt;haha..what crazy idoits !!&lt;br /&gt;later realised that sylvia could not come..emergency again..grr&lt;br /&gt;its not that we want to doubt her but it is too coincidental..it always happens haiz..&lt;br /&gt;so only 4 of us girls..just great..everyone was trying to relax and boost each others confidence&lt;br /&gt;laughing like crazy..made lame jokes and stuff had quite a bit of fun&lt;br /&gt;but behind all that...i think we were a bit nervous...haha&lt;br /&gt;like people were behaving totally out of character..yl was so quiet suddenly when she was supposed to be so noisy..then that bai ka was trying to tell everyone to relax when he was shaking like crazy...lol..funny leh..we were trying to convince each other that it was nothing but was so nervous..&lt;br /&gt;waited quite a while...then went in to shoot. actually i thought we were quite confident..&lt;br /&gt;anyway we didnt shake as much as the classification shoot and were definitely less tensed..&lt;br /&gt;but somehow the less we shook or rather maybe it was only me..the less we scored..&lt;br /&gt;we were rather stunned at the score lar..&lt;br /&gt;maybe it was retribution..we were outside laughing at thoes people who scored lowly..&lt;br /&gt;then in the end..we were also not too well off..although better xD  lol&lt;br /&gt;after the shock and disappointment set in..we felt a quite depressed lar..&lt;br /&gt;we just could not figure out what happen..weirded out..bah&lt;br /&gt;we started again...by trying to convince each outher there was still hope..haha&lt;br /&gt;there may still be..as we hope..we may get into the finals for all you people know..we are not known as the tyco squad for nothing..lolx&lt;br /&gt;but after all that we bounced back and really i think we all forgot about it..LOL&lt;br /&gt;we happily went off for dinner at BK.&lt;br /&gt;all went outta control and went mad..thanks to np..started doing rubbish stuff..naz started loading and firing the fries into his mouth..stealing everybody fries in the process..haha&lt;br /&gt;what 6 rounds 15 seconds..fries..den munched all the fries happily..lol&lt;br /&gt;did a lot of stupid things at BK..laughed like mad dogs..i think people thought we were totally insane&lt;br /&gt;things did not get better even after we went out of BK..we were all so high lor...dont know what happen..aaron was so obessed with the hamsters that he wanted to bend closer and touch it..and ended up banging his head super loudly on the glass..though it doesnt seem that funny..we all started laughing and stumbling through the mall..haha&lt;br /&gt;went shopping for the black band for ourselves...&lt;br /&gt;suddenly bonded together for the first time..weird but fun..&lt;br /&gt;for once i finally saw how happy we actually can be..such happy people to be able to bounce back from such disappointment..finally understood what people say about us being carefree and happy..and of coz slack.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always look on the bright side..hope we make it but it would mean more dry practices..i DONT WANT..lala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7910637-111902226584662193?l=f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com/feeds/111902226584662193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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CAMP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;today was the day right after the np camp..bah the camp which sapped off all our energies and&lt;br /&gt;created lots of known and even unkown injuries..what rubbish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i have not much idea of what i did..except we were like robots..havent finish doing one thing must rush to do another thanks to our lack of manpower..no rest no break no need water&lt;br /&gt;morning..one stupid problem arised..it is not even a problem in the first place..&lt;br /&gt;the idoit just blew up the incident..acted like a stupid brat and i think she was one too..&lt;br /&gt;we expected her to cause lots of problems but who knew it would be at the first activity of the day..&lt;br /&gt;extremely pissed..nearly did something that i would regret...would totally regret it if i soiled my hands that day..not worth it at all..&lt;br /&gt;let them play some team building games which were so traditional and extremely boring coz some people refuse to let us use our own creative and highly more interesting games..wadeva lor..after lunch went for orienteering.. sianz nearly completed the route..&lt;br /&gt;had terrible muscle aches lar..the route was quite crazy&lt;br /&gt;and they said it was our fault coz we planned it..yes it was all our fault&lt;br /&gt;everything was our fault..&lt;br /&gt;campers all sleep like the dead ..fire drill nobody woke up..they broke np record summore..and it was blamed on us of coz..we didnt train them properly..wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay..i  thought it was rather bad...we were late for obstacles thanks to lack of manpower and our terrible communication skills again..wadeva lor&lt;br /&gt;den nobody wanted to help us while we were struggling..we were just left there to suffer..in the end whoes fault is it? our fault..what an honour..&lt;br /&gt;double commando was terrible lar..pull until siao so little people summore...bah&lt;br /&gt;all the hand look like red ba zhang&lt;br /&gt;so late for orienteering..so the next activity will also be pushed backwards obviously&lt;br /&gt;and that was the campfire..&lt;br /&gt;that is beyond our comprehension..we were clueless as to what happened lar..crap lor&lt;br /&gt;late coz structure tried like twice before only..we looked rather stupid lar..and so its our fault again as usual..&lt;br /&gt;everything went wrong and we dont know what to do..what you expect from a bunch of slackers..lala..we very enthu that night liao but still no result =x so is our fault&lt;br /&gt;we were so tired so almost all ncos slept during confidence walk and it was our fault that we slept..coz we could not scare the campers..cannot do anything..i dont even know why we were there in the first place..so lame..not scary at all..bah..quite a waste of time&lt;br /&gt;i dont think they even enjoyed it..&lt;br /&gt;fire drill tonight was better...although still not much standard..sentry tonight was terrible 25min late in np..is like death sentence..lol..a bit too serious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since we were all super tired..we could not wake up..so lethagic didnt feel like doing anything but going back to sleep. but from the moment we woke up we were rushed to do so many things at one time..get everything in order...all was like crazy...no sleep but expected to have boundless energy..=.=''&lt;br /&gt; water parade was quite stupid lar..no fun at all..sec1s were complaining like crazy..&lt;br /&gt;like not fair and all that rubbish..in life in np nothing is fair...&lt;br /&gt;sec2s were scolding them..telling them to get used to it..&lt;br /&gt;the best activity of the whole camp ended up crappy..not my way of having fun at all..&lt;br /&gt;rather bad.. and it was our fault..coz we didnt make it fair&lt;br /&gt;debrief was super ultra long..we were all falling asleep already even though we were so cold and wet..argg..talked about so many things which i cannot rememeber..bah..&lt;br /&gt; after that went for lunch at KFC tampines..had much fun..&lt;br /&gt;went home and slept for 14h..like a total pig..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7910637-111901923987155002?l=f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com/feeds/111901923987155002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7910637&amp;postID=111901923987155002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910637/posts/default/111901923987155002'/><link rel='self' 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Pahang is quite a nice place IF it had better toilet facilities&lt;br /&gt;and lesser bugs..=D&lt;br /&gt;was in the large group call Celtic which was then sub-divided into 9 smaller groups. landed up in Smertae. Celtic people was supposed to be resilient and have lots of team spirit, and ability to endure the cold hunger and hardship.haha.&lt;br /&gt;the cheer was rather funny, wonder how it came about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Go Smarties Go.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Together we will CHARGE FORWARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then everyone would start laughing caused it didnt rhyme.lol.&lt;br /&gt;okay..so now lets see, how have i spent my 4 -5 days in Pahang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 ( 24th May) : LOST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so woke up at 0530, prepared to lug my 9kg bag to school. the bag is not only freaking heavy it is also enormous at least that was my perception of my bag until i saw kat's bag which was like a mini refrigerator. lol.&lt;br /&gt;so assembled in the hall, mr ng briefed us for a bit before finally setting off for our destination at 0715&lt;br /&gt;it was rather boring on the bus, boring and quiet cause everyone was sleeping..ZzzZZzz&lt;br /&gt;stopped at some Pelangi Hotel for lunch at 1215. since it was after all a hotel we expected something nice, but it wasnt all that great. o well.&lt;br /&gt;continued the bus journey to jeram bersu, the place where we were supposed to sleep for two nights. we watched coach carter on the bus. quite a nice show. although we couldnt hear much of the exchange of dialouge except when they were shouting or something. but the basketball action was good. haha.&lt;br /&gt;then we got lost, i wasnt sure of when exactly did we get lost, but we were like taking much too long to get the the jeram bersu and we saw our guide, the banana man asking for directions.&lt;br /&gt;sianz..lost in Pahang on the first day. what a way to start. a great way to make things worse was that it started raining in the evening. HOWEVER, despite the rain there was still sunlight&lt;br /&gt;and we saw a rainbow. this obviously lifted us from our frustrations. the whole bus load of us were quite happy once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total time on the bus : 12 hours ( excluding lunch time )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 2 ( 25th May )  : The River&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people assembled late today, resulting in a ranting from the trainer. sang the school song and national anthem. sounded totally weird with no music. did warm ups on the dirty muddy lumpy gravel path. before breakfast we were all so dirty already. grr.&lt;br /&gt;after breakfast we split up into 2 groups, one group went for water rafting and one went for flying fox. i was in the flying fox group. it was rather boring. we just sat around waiting for our turn. the ladder up the tree looked totally unsafe as if it was gonna collaspe.&lt;br /&gt;the flying fox was okay..but was quite slow cause the speed depended on the weight of the person. for once i was hoping that i was heavier.dangx.&lt;br /&gt;had lunch, which consisted of rice and curry and some other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;after lunch, we swapped over. the activity which was the reason why we chose this group.&lt;br /&gt;we were going to shoot the rapids. armed with life jackets and helmets.&lt;br /&gt;the water was icy cold. nearly froze in there, but thawed under the heat of the afternoon sun.&lt;br /&gt;practiced capsizing, before i had a chance to take in enough air, i haf already ended up in the river causing me to have drank lots of river water which resembled a rather diluted milo. nice souvenir. stupid.&lt;br /&gt;after all that practicing, we finally got on the raft and started rafting. quite uneventful apart from the occassional small rapids. when we went ashore, we took a van to some other place so we could experience the big mother rapids.&lt;br /&gt;was on the raft with the teachers. this was the best part. the rapids were so fun. bounced all over the raft. too bad it couldnt have lasted longer.&lt;br /&gt;crossed the wobbly bridge and went for the river crossing. it was rather fun. but the rope was like being tugged away by the current and the people at the ends were trying to pull it back.&lt;br /&gt;the rope was vibrating like crazy, my helmet was too big and so couldnt really see the log which was about to ram into me. it was difficult trying to get back on the land on the other side. got caught in the bamboo plant as i was being dragged up. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climax of the camp. Bugs were infesting every square inch of the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 3 ( 26th May ) : Roughing it Out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the day, we were gonna leave thoes clean and sparkling toilet bowls, hot water baths, nice beds and the air conditioner behind.&lt;br /&gt;went for a jog early in the morning, sang some songs with some silly actions. ate breakfast. took photos. boarded the bus to Kota Gelanggi. spent 3 or even more long arduous hours on the bus, when the ride was supposed to take around 1 hour plus. the place was rather terrible, the toilets had no proper plumbing. we had to climb up 39 rusting broken steps without counting the concrete steps. the steps were so steep that with my super large bag, i was freaking unbalanced and nearly slipped off the stairs but upon reaching the top of the stairs. i marvelled at the brillance and the magnificence at the sight which swept into view. it was nice.&lt;br /&gt;went for cave exploration, which most people thought was just carrying a torch and wandering around. i thought it was like tomb raider, creeping into small little spaces, getting up close with the bats' droppings. saw limestone formations which looked like an ancient sword, a couple getting married, and some others like a baby monkey skull.&lt;br /&gt;when dusk fell over the place, it was so dark. we then went for solo drop.&lt;br /&gt;left in the jungle on the gravel path all alone, torches confiscated sat there for an hour. was rather terrifying at first but got bored of being terrified after a while. utter rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo Drop and Caving was fun. Nice experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 4 ( 27th May ) : Reunion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for abseiling. waited so bloody long before it was my turn. got irritated by a whole load of insects. the guides there wasnt really paying attention and the rope jammed like twice.grr.&lt;br /&gt;waste of time, waiting for them to rectify the problem. but it was rather fun.&lt;br /&gt;waited in the hot scorching heat for nearly 2 hours before the lousy bus came crawling into view.&lt;br /&gt;met the Cat High people, who were rather..i duno what to say.&lt;br /&gt;met up with all the other people from all the other groups. had lots of stuff to share. everyone was so excited upon seeing each other again. later we had a cheering competition. we won obviously. haha. i think we nearly brought the whole roof down. the teachers were also rather enthu and had a hand in our win. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rocked the house down. Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 5 ( 28th May ) : Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boarded the 0200 train which was delayed by half an hour and slept all the way back to singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally fun filled experience. Would go again if there were less bugs and better toilets. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7910637-111735000199738244?l=f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com/feeds/111735000199738244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7910637&amp;postID=111735000199738244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910637/posts/default/111735000199738244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910637/posts/default/111735000199738244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com/2005/05/in-pahang.html' title='In Pahang.'/><author><name>blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01872166547769744710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910637.post-111564837429527137</id><published>2005-05-09T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T22:21:41.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>insane day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;ok..today is great..simply magnificent..had two tests today..english paper 2 and the most anticipated test of this exam..social studies..wow..that's just terrific..i am being so sarcastic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;ok..stumbled into school after a nice ride on jovi's beloved bus, 229. was about to puke out my hamburger.. *blech*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;hung around the np room for a while before heading to the hall for the english paper..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;wah..so freaking difficult..actually not that bad lar..only the vocabulary and summary IS that tough..well, i wonder if that is good or bad news..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;crapz..to think i was hoping to score better for paper 2..looks like hopes of an A1 for english has just been smashed..*piangx* lalala..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;if i had thought the english paper was bad news..i was in for more trouble with my dreaded SS paper which was set by tang..she said the paper was so easy RIGHT..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;like what the hell..i dont even know what im supposed to write for the SEQ stuff..guess i didnt study my work well enough..whatever lor..its a lame subject..although i finished lar..but its because i got nothing to write already..so you guys out there dont have to be so agitated to hear that i finished my paper..thank you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;lets all just prepare to fail...walalala..at least if i fail i would have company..much company too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;whaha..evil..ok lars..i better stop complaining already..waste of energy only..what's done cannot be undone..no point fretting over these type of minor stuff..haha..=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7910637-111564837429527137?l=f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910637.post-111556269911951513</id><published>2005-05-08T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T22:31:39.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;i just cannot imagine how unlucky i am to get a stiff neck this weekend..&lt;br /&gt;freaking hell..im supposed to be studying but instead i slept through the whole day..&lt;br /&gt;and didnt study at all..&lt;br /&gt;i am just going to fail my papers tomorrow..wonder if i can even bend and look at the questions&lt;br /&gt;stupid..pissed..how could i get myself in this kind of situation..darn it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br 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pain'/><author><name>blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01872166547769744710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910637.post-111373381390479938</id><published>2005-04-17T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T18:30:13.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>speech day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;just finished changing my blogskin..waliao. this type of skin so troublesome to edit one..irritating..&lt;br /&gt;anyway..yar i know i havent been blogging for a long long time..yar so decided to blog after changing the skin..&lt;br /&gt;hmm..lets see..what have i been doing this week..&lt;br /&gt;nothing much but going to school and going for np lor..other then friday when ling,ernie toh,and me went out to celebrate jac birthday..&lt;br /&gt;met hwei, mei, dodo and faezah , gei at mrt station..at least i think we met there..&lt;br /&gt;went for lunch at long john silver..after a considerably little amount of dispute..&lt;br /&gt;chatted as we ate about how some people were simply unbearable and domineering&lt;br /&gt;they think they so big wanna control everything..waliao..like we no brains to think like that..&lt;br /&gt;anyway..who cares about them..shao xing only..&lt;br /&gt;went off to buy jac's present while the rest headed for sun plaza park..&lt;br /&gt;took like a million years to get a suitable present..in the end i think the present wasnt THAt suitable..anyway hope she likes it..&lt;br /&gt;later ernie toh and i quickly walked to sun plaza park to meet them..lagging terribly behind was that ling..she obviously didnt know how to get there..and being the evil people we were we purposely left her behind..wahaha&lt;br /&gt;spotted the whole group of noisy teenagers(the people who were supposed to be at sun plaza park in the first place) at the traffic light waiting to cross the road..wah..i think they crawled there or something..it is puzzling how one can take an hour to walk from tm to sun plaza park..&lt;br /&gt;then settled down somewhere to sing birthday song and allow jac to feast on her cake..&lt;br /&gt;then they all started playing with powder from the burst stress ball..&lt;br /&gt;basket lor..throw all over the place..then somehow so much of it landed on my head..&lt;br /&gt;boo..everyone ended up looking worse then the supposed target..which was jac?&lt;br /&gt;then played at the playground like some 5yr old kids which are deprived of their childhood..haha&lt;br /&gt;kinda fun..but really very hot..so we all sorta rushed to the library so that we could like cool down..after all the place was air-conditioned..and some stupid woman was not happy with us or what lar..we didnt make much noise also chase us all over the library..from first floor to the second floor then outside the library..we are not disturbing anybody what..or were we?&lt;br /&gt;so went cs the food court there..played truth or dare..did stupid stuff...answered even lamer questions..duno what chicken dance thing dodo supposed to do?? but the foodcourt the lighting rather nice for taking photos.&lt;br /&gt;ya..so after that went home after all nothing much to do le..so lidat lor..so sianz leh..the whole week i only went out for like one pathetic day..aiya..wadeva lar..this post not very long lar..so like that lor..bb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7910637-111373381390479938?l=f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910637.post-111261156012391353</id><published>2005-04-02T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T18:50:49.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;today is the day..POP is finally here&lt;br /&gt;after chionging like hell for so long..its all gonna be over..&lt;br /&gt;awoke at 0545 and arrived in school at 0630..so sleepy can..the whole street leading up to the school was like so ghostly with a slight mist hanging over it..&lt;br /&gt;met benny yw and some sec2s and sec1s at the bus stop..they all crazy leh..come so early when they can actually come later...if we were given a choice we would not have chose to come so early..as expected..u dont expect us to do anything outstanding or what not right?&lt;br /&gt;at the moment when we were about to go into the school, yw realised that he didnt bring the cd which contained the the song for the dance..this started off a chain reaction sorta thing..everybody suddenly remembered what they forgotten to bring..like benny forgot to bring the cups and all that..wth..so crazy...just made everyone panic..-.-"&lt;br /&gt;went up to decorate the hall..was rushed like crazy...the balloons kept bursting..and all..&lt;br /&gt;after we finally did like everything..we went to prepare for the parade..but on our way up to put our bags we realised the band shifted every single chair..and made a huge mess outta everything..we were obviously pissed...&lt;br /&gt;anyway at the perfect moment the sky decided to pity us..and it started raining..~woot~&lt;br /&gt;it poured and poured..it looked endless..but sadly the rain finally stopped at about 1000.&lt;br /&gt;so had the parade lor..so dumb..we were just standing there..so boring can..and my stupid leg was on the verge of cramping..thank goodness it didnt..otherwise i also dont know what i was gonna do..continue standing there like a toot? lolx..&lt;br /&gt;the moment the parade ended..we practically flew up to the classroom to grab our bags and change as the stupid schedule was so tight..rushed all over the place..trying to get everything in order..while the ncos were slowly taking their time..and didnt have lunch till late..grr..&lt;br /&gt;and they decided to come along to invade the hall..-.-||&lt;br /&gt;so expected can..anyway dont care lor..we already told alvin what may happen..he dont let us do anything about it..so you get the end result..a mess&lt;br /&gt;then the concert started..after like so long..the av crew were also getting fed up..&lt;br /&gt;the best part was..they came in liao..and refused to move until the whole squad got into two lines and walked like some dua pai crap into the hall..waste of time..and the people manning the trackspot were like so diao..why they still dont wanna move?&lt;br /&gt;when they finally settled down..in where they are supposed to sit the plague presentation started..and zq speech was so long..2 pages or something..like siao lor..everyone was bored to death..i heard mr tan was also complaining why he got so much to say..&lt;br /&gt;then the next few went rather quickly..until we stopped at celine..&lt;br /&gt;another long long speech..the best part was..her speech was impromtu and can say so much?&lt;br /&gt;pro..she must have had lots of practice during debrief..&lt;br /&gt;we were just slacking around, sitting on the staircase and making weird comments on their speeches..haha..&lt;br /&gt;the dance and drama went rather well, i supposed it was because they had a last minute rehearsal with the av crew..luckily..but the nco performance was rather like so messy..&lt;br /&gt;and it obviously wasted a whole lot of time..not like the whole concert was already behind schedule..somehow nobody really understood whatever that was happening other than the fact that the cis just walked off..-.-|| spoil sport..at least amuse the ncos for a while mar..&lt;br /&gt;ci performance was rather funny..as usual it incoorperated the stuff they did in np&lt;br /&gt;finally played the unmoving movie..was quite nice..heard they were so sad when they saw it..coz all the memories came flooding back..~woot~&lt;br /&gt;mission accomplished.. xD&lt;br /&gt;later handing of key..rather sad..some how the atmosphere just took at drastic change&lt;br /&gt;from super crazy to super sad..so extreme&lt;br /&gt;after that the whole concert was officially over..waited for the ncos for their last debrief...&lt;br /&gt;so like they gonna die or something liao..lolx..distributed a whole lot of stuff..&lt;br /&gt;then we decided to display our banner lar..and the two clever people just wrapped everybody together..and the caused the paint to rub off some people like me..then took more photos then we were dismissed..ate the food leftover from what the ncos had for lunch lar..aiya..so hungry didnt really care...&lt;br /&gt;later went out for dinner with ling ling, jac jac, hwei hwei, faezah, hidayah, sylvia, yan cheng, alvin, tenghan..i think no more le..i cant remember liao..lolx..&lt;br /&gt;had much fun just sitting around chatting..was laughing like crazy..thanks to sylvia and jac jac super contagious laughter..after that left for home liao lor..after all it was rather late...&lt;br /&gt;was tired out and fell asleep soon after..therefore this entry was obviously not typed on the day this happened..but just so i could remember this date..haha..&lt;br /&gt;yar..that about all lor..this entry is extremely long..after all i have not been blogging for quite sometime..bb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7910637-111261156012391353?l=f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910637.post-111193198300239251</id><published>2005-03-27T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T21:59:43.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday np</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;sianz la..np on sat is horrible..the promotion test made it worse lor..&lt;br /&gt;not that it's not bad enough.. that sylvia very pro leh..promo liao still never polish her boots..&lt;br /&gt;got mould on it already lor..i think the boots can throw away liao..lolx&lt;br /&gt;then the promo was bad, beyond bad..horrendous..everyone made like a whole load of mistakes..&lt;br /&gt;all you can say is who made the least? as what meimei said la..she sat in the canteen for like one minute and she saw like a million mistakes.. so terrible..much worse than normal drills.. i don't think that any of us knew what we were really doing..haha&lt;br /&gt;chances of us passing the test are really rather slim..but well, there's still hope?&lt;br /&gt;after the test, alvin come and talk crapx..aiya...over already right, still come and lecture..like we dont know it is bad like that...and its not like we can do anything more about it dont think i heard a word of what he said..who cares anyway..lolx&lt;br /&gt;later had nco test lor..i finished too quickly then i duno what to do for the rest of the time..just sat there and stared at sylvia as she wrote an essay..-.-||&lt;br /&gt;she wrote like siao can..all her answers so long, mine like 2 lines each? hope i dont fail la..after all everyone pass then i fail like i so stupid lidat..lolx..&lt;br /&gt;anyway after that had an interview..wif wl n sy..quite ok la..coz slack..not like so strict lidat&lt;br /&gt;finished my lunch after the interview thing..then had pop parade the training..&lt;br /&gt;sianz like shyt..then hy came and say wanna remove us of our nco status for e millionth time..&lt;br /&gt;how many times she wanna say that..she not tired of saying that all of us also sick of it liao..&lt;br /&gt;then the sun was shining in my eyes..so i just closed it lor..who cares man..&lt;br /&gt;after that finally the big shirt sir dismissed us lor..then the sky decided to rain..&lt;br /&gt;how nice..now den it rains..when we were about to go home..so clever..&lt;br /&gt;then i suddenly thought of the song the shlalalalala xia ru liao...&lt;br /&gt;then that crazy lingling decided to sing along..or rather shout..after all there's literally no one in the school except the np people..its saturday and its around 4.30 in the afternoon..&lt;br /&gt;all in all it was a stupid and boring day la..haiz..thats about all lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910637.post-111167317511241658</id><published>2005-03-24T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T22:06:15.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rather tiring day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;overslept..as usual..hai..wadeva..&lt;br /&gt;gotta the stadium at around 7 plus supposed to be late le..&lt;br /&gt;but dont care la...never go assemble with the np people and stand there like toot..&lt;br /&gt;got lectured for wearing pt kit..like so hot wear full-u..crazy or what...anyway my skirt was still dripping wet? what you want me to do?&lt;br /&gt;after all the cheering and all that, finally the whole sports meet ended lor.. and our school won e cheering competition again..WOW!! surprise surprise..&lt;br /&gt;debrief for like dunno how long ..dismissed us at 1.23pm..at long last..phew..&lt;br /&gt;had no idea how to get anywhere from the stupid stadium..after all it was so out of the way&lt;br /&gt;built in the centre of nowhere..the people must have no idea how convenient it was for us...&lt;br /&gt;walked from the stadium until we almost reached suntec city..then yl and jac decided to take bus to city hall...while we were walking we were also having a rather heated discussion of where we were supposed to go, how to get there, and where to buy a birthday present..&lt;br /&gt;decided to buy it at bugis where me,jac,yuling,erine were supposed to meet qazim,meiling,faezah,lihwei,dora and well,before we even bought the present..we spotted them while going up the escalator to the 2nd floor..how coincidental..&lt;br /&gt;then hoping our disappearence will not be discovered until later( though i dont think they took too long to realise) , we sneaked off to get a present..namely a brown colored dog which was priced at $%#,*@ (shant reveal e price in case somebody wanders around here) lolx.. while we were buying the dog the rest was under the impression that we were in the toilet..and boy, i guess we took long enough..haha&lt;br /&gt;planted the dog on lh seat while we thought she was going to buy lunch( took such a long time to decided where to eat, the sun was setting already ) who knows she only went to take coupons for everyone. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;but luckily we got the plastic bag into my bag just in time..heehee..by the way its still there&lt;br /&gt;she was kinda blur and didnt even realise the dog was there...somehow it was weird coz the dog was rather large..started singing birthday song which kinda faltered halfway..lolx..&lt;br /&gt;after lunch we just wandered around aimlessly, and they were all going crazy..especially that qazim..&lt;br /&gt;wanted to take neoprints but thought we wouldnt be able to bit..so decided to use camera instead..cheap and able to fit everyone inside..=D perfect solution..so cong ming leh...&lt;br /&gt;decided to wander around again..and finally we wandered and wandered to the basement and took the train home..miraculous leh..i thought we were going to just stay in the mall..hah..&lt;br /&gt;i think lh, dora,fz n ernie? went to play badminton ar while the rest went home..whee..&lt;br /&gt;that about rounds up today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7910637-111167317511241658?l=f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com/feeds/111167317511241658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7910637&amp;postID=111167317511241658' title='0 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rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;know that i havent been blogging for quite a long while but suddenly decided to do so..hmm..wonder why? maybe cause i neglected this blog for too long until i never even remembered the existence of this blog&lt;br /&gt;today was more or less the same as the days before except that i had to go to school today...spending time in school is no more interesting than spending time at home.. haiz&lt;br /&gt;reached school rather early..too early for my liking...would feel better if i spent the time sleeping. at least i am replenishing my energy...dashed all over school like an idoit going from one place to another..who ask the place so far from each other..how irritating...&lt;br /&gt;later mohsan fell ill..kinda scary la...he so tensed then seemed to be in some sort of pain or something but he himself could not really tell us what it was..aiya..it was just simply bad..after all they seem to have linked his sudden illness to his back bone..and that is serious...boo&lt;br /&gt;had lunch later..only had a chicken wing and egg...&lt;br /&gt;but well shouldnt complain cause at least we got a chicken wing..its better then nothing...after doing a bit more work we went to TM. cause a troublesome woman by the name of ernie wanted to buy a load of stuff...but everyone was kinda broke...so rubbish leh..wanna buy things got no money how to buy. later when i bought ice cream for them..realised i had short of 5 cents so i left the auntie standing there holding 3 ice cream cones...haha..she looked stupid and pissed...&lt;br /&gt;then we went home..anyway there was nothing much to do at TM..&lt;br /&gt;a sec 3 life is said to be better than that sec 2 but somehow i dont seem to feel the same way.. is it because of the lame homeroom system? or maybe it is because of the stupid homework time which results in us having to stay back every single day of the week. how interesting. wonder why am i complaining about this issue again..how boring. anyway life is getting more and more stressful or rather more cramped. teachers seem to be telepathetic. they like to give a whole load of homework on the same freaking day or they would give tests on the same week which causes us to have test every single day of the week. aint that simply great. plus i forgot to mention that being in sec 3 , i would have to be more committed or another way to say it is that we have to spend more time and effort...suddenly lower secondary life seems so appealing...wonder why we were all complaining about it at that point of time... maybe it is like how the saying goes.. you dont realise how good something is until you lose it&lt;br /&gt;but after surviving 1 term in sec 3, actually i am surprised i survived, i realised one thing...&lt;br /&gt;In upper secondary, whether you like it or not, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FATIGUE is being made your best friend and SLEEP your worst enemy&lt;/span&gt;.. now i am wondering if it will get any worse than this..although sub-consciously i know that it would but i would like to put off thinking about it for now.. well faking ignorance may also be bliss..&lt;br /&gt;today is like the 3rd last day of the pathetic one week holidays, but i am depressed to say that the homework that was left on my table exactly one week ago is still there untouched on my table...maybe i just did a little chemistry ...well thats all...and i gotta to do an oral presentation on mon which is like the first day of school?? thats utter rubbish...what a way to spoil my holidays..the thought of the presentation just kills my mood of doing anything..&lt;br /&gt;and in sec 3 life is tough..getting good results is even harder...urgg...just the mere thought of that reminds me of the perfect grade some intelligent guy scored...i am still wondering about how he did that...like HOW IS IT POSSIBLE??!!&lt;br /&gt;my maths is bad , my sciences a little better , but my physics has just got flushed into the sea by the sewage water from my toilet bowl..if it floats by your house please inform me..so that i can go and try get it back..but i guess i would have to sail into the abbys of the ocean to fish my maths grade back up...i will try i will hope but what else can i do.. utterly despondent..hoping to do better during MYE at least the awful grades wont show up so OBVIOUSLY in the report book..spoiling all that i have achieved in the past two years not that i have achieved much&lt;br /&gt;o well, whatever i will just take things as they come..what else can i do..sigh sigh...&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;SCHOOL HAS NEVER BEEN BUSIER AND WORK HAS NEVER BEEN WANTED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are free to disagree with the aboue statement , but if there is someone who does, i would recommened him to consult a 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yellow umbrella which contains sweets?and a notebook.&lt;br /&gt;quite ok with all the presents..although bulky..lolx..all so nice...*thanks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;wished dora happy birthday and gave her her present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;..everyone started wishing everyone..lolx..exciting? so all that happened before school actually started..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when school actually started. well it was boring lor..what else can i say about school. o rite..social studies was a quite fun..i can say its e most interesting subject of the day. at least it was funny and everyone was laughing and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school le...looking forward to our hw time when we will do nothing...&lt;br /&gt;then the GANG tried to sing birthday song for me...haha..quickly ran like hell away..&lt;br /&gt;cause when they start singing the whole canteen is going to know its my birthday...&lt;br /&gt;lolx..crazy people..btw is not i  bu ling qing lor...but no need so zhang yang one lor..&lt;br /&gt;later flo start dancing on the table how?haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing good about today is got no hw..free for the night..happy man..lolx..&lt;br /&gt;ok le la...i promised to keep my entries short and sweet..so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7910637-110656449553801878?l=f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com/feeds/110656449553801878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7910637&amp;postID=110656449553801878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, sorry for not blogging for such a long time. actually before school i felt like blogging, but too lazy. =.=&lt;br /&gt;when school reopened i also wanted to blog, but too buzy. so i am going to keep my future entries as short as possible, if i even find time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;okay. so first week of school. only one word can describe it.hectic. suddenly, we were dumped back to earth after slacking so much during the holidays. kinda a shock. after all the school has changed to some homeroom system, which everyone needs to get used to, then later &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dont eve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;n know if the teacher wants the class in the lab or the classroom. what a mess. and the school also changed the name of the classes to U N I V E R S A L&lt;br /&gt;and each letter stands for a school value? i find it quite stupid. whats the use of changing the names?&lt;br /&gt;as it is school is already so messy and sec3 syllabus is kinda boring.yet also takes some time to understand.i think there's something wrong with my brain i just cant get some calculations right. after school there is still np, all thanks to the sec1s that we have to increase our practices. hai~ practice practice and more practice. its like we are working or something. 6am - 6pm ? as my mother always says. i leave the house earlier then everyone else yet i come home later. what logic is this? are we supposed to be students or working adults?but well the orientation is over, and i am overjoyed.haha.i think i had more things to do this week its because i was slacking away the whole holidays..so a bit regret but as they say have more fun when you still have time for fun.. uh..ya..i know its very boring listening to me complain, but well i gotta live with this system for 1 n a half more years.. so ya..now i gonna go revise my first chapter of maths and stop slacking away here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7910637-110515092321454677?l=f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com/feeds/110515092321454677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7910637&amp;postID=110515092321454677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910637/posts/default/110515092321454677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910637/posts/default/110515092321454677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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for the station already..hai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went down to orchard with alvin,erine,tenghan,yuling...it was quite okay bah...not as bad as everyone thought...not THAT crowded...wandered around wisma and in the midst of of locating Tangs we somehow just got lost...wow...quite impossible leh..singapore so small still can get lost..and orchard is even smaller...and we were lost...well..it was not everyday that we go to orchard..and with so many people..its hard to find our way...so many excuses..=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after wandering around for 2hs...we finally found pizza hut...haix..and it was in a kinda empty complex..i think it was lucky plaza? bad memory and an even worse sense of direction..pathetic...after we finished eating...some  people were so excited about play zong ji mi ma..namely yuling..lolx..have to admit...my luck was so freaking horrible...waliao...so zhun leh...i guessed the stupid no. correctly trice in a row...how unlucky can i get...so ended up eating a part of the wishing star with tartar cream,pepper? and some stuff...duno wad i actually ate..lolx...so sour..quite disgusting la...but not as bad as the other cup of thick liquid...after another few rounds the next unlucky person to eat the wishing star was the person who was most excited about playing the game..haha..how ironic...so after playing until nothing to play le..we left to go home..cause i needed to be home..haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way to the mrt..on the streets...there was suddenly an enormous increase in the amount of people on the road...i reckon it must be because the shopping centres haved started to close...particularly wisma atria...so the streets were packed with people at the stage area and thoes heading for the mrt or some people who were simply hanging around...and there were many groups of people playing with a lot of spraycans like crazy...they just sprayed everyone and anyone...so if you are caught in the midst of it...cannot run cause there's like no space to run..lolx..so we obviously got stuck and got a bit dirty..it was not as bad as some people who were looking like snowmen...finally got into the mrt and were taken aback at the amount of people miling about the control station..but once we arrived at the platform the seemingly endless crowds of people seemed to have disappeared..weird..so after getting on the mrt the excitement has just subsided..nothing much happened...by the time i arrived home was 11.45pm quite late...but also not very late...haha..so ya that rounds up my xmas eve..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7910637-110394940340937020?l=f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910637.post-110337840091657510</id><published>2004-12-18T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T15:59:34.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>annual hike</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today was the day of the annual np hike.&lt;br /&gt;assembled in the canteen in the early hours of the morning..boo..i wanna sleep. after one long long long hour..we(my group - erine,leonard,zhiqian,weijie,abdullah) finally got started with locating the clue to the next destination.they call it hike but it seems like a modification and the fusing of the amazing race and monopoly..and there was this addition of the stock market thing which we could buy and sell rubber sugar and wood also to earn money(obviously)... after we spent soo much time on trying to figure out the clue and getting fined in the process..we finally got out of the school...our first step to the finish of the hike..well a journey of a thousand miles begins with one step..haha...umm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got on our bus to a place in bukit timah called beauty world..never ever heard of that place...and it is on the other side of singapore..the bus ride was long and s...l...o...w....the uncle scared kana booked sia...i think thats why he drive so slow...in addition to that we were trying to locate some very enlarged pictures on the newspapers..i think it just made the bus ride worse ...got to the beauty world place...located colds storage...found blur king(the person who gives us the clue)...tried to get the prices of all the stated items...and later realised that the price of the item we were lacking was at the stupid door which we walked past so many times...-.-|| got the clue...it was quite a dumb one..haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realised we had to go to kranji war memorial...how many more times do they want us to go there this year..hai...that place was so deserted and so far inside..ran like hell up the a bit like hill place...nearly died by the time i got there...so pathetic..since there were 3 groups on the same bus and we were the first to reach but due to all the running we were quite drained and were the last to leave the place...how about that..all that running wasted...nice way to learn a lesson..after deciding to head to sengkang..as the clue specified..we walked the long way to kranji or woodlands station..i didnt see clearly..hee...realised that we got to do some origami thing on the train..that was rubbish...never bothered about anything like that before...and now we must do it to get cash...oh well..go sick of it after a while..actually it was after a very short short while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrived at sengkang..had to take the lrt and solve the puzzle on the lrt...waste money only..haha..quite fun actually.. after doing some weird movement and cheer at the mrt there..we got our clue...so cham to get one clue..haiyo..travelled to the crocodile farm by bus again..this time we had to do a whole load of maths puzzles on the way...not too bad la...better than looking for the cars which were flying past or the newspapers and definitely the origami...so we dropped at somewhere near the expressway and everywhere looked like shophouses and private housing and we thought we were quite lost..plus there was someting wrong with the bus guide..as i say a good workman always blames his tools...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway we still found the crocodile farm somewhere further up...bought up some wood ..realised the price of wood has drastically increased suddenly ..dont know when..haha..cannot remember le..they had some fear factor thing at the farm...supposed to be blindfolded and given someting to taste...so freaky..crocodile farm eat crocodile..its what we thought..haha...and i guessed we didnt realise that they wont be so rich to give everyone a part of the crocodile or something like it...but someone told me before i drank the drink that it was crocodile tail or something...but i soon realised it was sweet and was gassy..ahaha...so lame..after guessing all the stuff correctly we collected the last clue which pointed us back to school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon arriving at tanah merah station after another bus ride...we decided to walk back to school so as to save money..cause taking transport will cost us a certain amount of tax..so we walked through a road which was supposed to be a short cut..but although it was short it was like hilly..we walk up down up down..n after 15min? we arrived at school...kinda figured out the clue on the noticeboard..searched high and low for the item but didnt find it..haiz..so settled down and tallied the money...later gave out best male/female hiker and all the prizes..and take photos..we were dismissed..reached home dead tired..about to fall asleep as i m typing this entry..haha..so thats about it lor..very lame yet amusing hike ..haha..lame stuff are usually amusing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7910637-110337840091657510?l=f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com/feeds/110337840091657510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7910637&amp;postID=110337840091657510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910637/posts/default/110337840091657510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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individual&lt;br /&gt;you have a very simple outlook on life. You&lt;br /&gt;easy-going nature makes it easy for you to&lt;br /&gt;handle wwhatever comes your way, though you'd&lt;br /&gt;rather be doing something you enjoy. You still&lt;br /&gt;set and achieve goals, but manage not to get&lt;br /&gt;stressed out about it. [please vote! thank you!&lt;br /&gt;:)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/piratesmile/quizzes/What%20Kind%20of%20Shoe%20Are%20You?(new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;color:#999999;"&gt;What Kind of Shoe Are You?(new and updated results!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;brought to you by Quizila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7910637-110024713452140168?l=f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com/feeds/110024713452140168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7910637&amp;postID=110024713452140168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910637/posts/default/110024713452140168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910637/posts/default/110024713452140168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com/2004/11/what-shoes-are-you.html' title='What shoes are you'/><author><name>blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01872166547769744710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910637.post-109939153140891236</id><published>2004-11-02T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T11:16:53.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Story 我们的故事</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;Tension -- 我们的故事真难忘 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;在你左右　还有多久&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;怎么样才能让时间倒流 每一分每一秒都珍重&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;握紧的手 不愿放松 十点半的飞机它在等候&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;不要再让自己的眼泪流 我必须要走 要记得~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;我们的故事真难忘 太多的回忆和希望&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;不管它有多疯狂 我愿意一生收藏&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;我们的故事不能忘 太多的情节要发展&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;不要放弃 因为有一天缘份会继续&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;我知道你寂寞 一个人确实好难过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;思念是一种痛 没有你叫我怎么活&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;身边充满诱惑 不坚定就容易犯错&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;你是否能看见未来的收获 你愿意在耐心等候&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;我们的故事真难忘 太多的回忆和希望&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;不管它有多疯狂 我愿意一生收藏&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;我们的故事不能忘 太多的情节要发展&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;不要放弃 因为有一天缘份会继续&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;让我们一起演完&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7910637-109939153140891236?l=f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com/feeds/109939153140891236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7910637&amp;postID=109939153140891236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910637/posts/default/109939153140891236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910637/posts/default/109939153140891236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com/2004/11/our-story.html' title='Our Story 我们的故事'/><author><name>blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01872166547769744710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910637.post-110024865841135313</id><published>2004-10-28T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T16:38:14.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What season are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img alt="xfh" src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/carmabell/1093313025_imewinter2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a Winter. You very much enjoy your time&lt;br /&gt;alone but do like other people's company&lt;br /&gt;sometimes. You just need your space. You have a&lt;br /&gt;few priviledged friends who saw past your&lt;br /&gt;colder exterior to find the true you. You can&lt;br /&gt;have pretty bad mood swings (though you hate to&lt;br /&gt;admit it) so you could be soft one second then&lt;br /&gt;storming around the next! But over all, you're&lt;br /&gt;a very pleasant person once people take the&lt;br /&gt;time to get to know you. You're a good friend&lt;br /&gt;for in-depth talks. You're very talanted when&lt;br /&gt;it comes to creative things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/carmabell/quizzes/What%20season%20are%20you?"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;color:#999999;"&gt;What season are you? 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You can be&lt;br /&gt;considered cruel and cold, but you just don't&lt;br /&gt;really care about anything. This is just the&lt;br /&gt;way you are... you're quite a challenge to get&lt;br /&gt;close to, and others may perceive you as&lt;br /&gt;boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Ruri-chan/quizzes/What%20feeling%20do%20you%20represent?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;color:#999999;"&gt;What feeling do you represent?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7910637-110024837549184311?l=f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;未来还有很多事情要发生 丰富我这有人相伴的人生&lt;br /&gt;只要我转身看见你们 每天都精采万分&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感谢你愿意陪伴我 不然我将会多么寂寞&lt;br /&gt;不然如何能把泪水 变成回忆的彩虹 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7910637-109817075036896347?l=f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com/feeds/109817075036896347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7910637&amp;postID=109817075036896347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910637/posts/default/109817075036896347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910637/posts/default/109817075036896347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com/2004/10/blog-post.html' title='一起开始的旅程'/><author><name>blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01872166547769744710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910637.post-109774956312554591</id><published>2004-10-14T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T15:57:37.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i m free at long last</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;today can be considered a not very normal day..cause jiemin's dad fetched mi to school..oh beeg deal u may think...but is was because we were delivering presents to our friends...belated present ma...the present really special...a huge huge cardboard box...beeg enough for you, the readers(if dere are any),to fit ur ass...so after we arrived in school...and tried to remove the presents from the boot...so disgustingly big..haish...should not stuff so much newspaper...the present so small the box so beg..quite dotz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; got one teacher stare at us like we both aliens lidat..never see boxes before ar..dotz...we waited at the bus stop for katherine to arrive with the plastic bags for the super ugly boxes...to make it at least more presentable...by the way it is ugly cause of me la..so the person whoes present was wrapped by me is just plain unlucky....actually i did not really wrap it la...just stuffed it with lots n lots of newspaper...lol...e box was bursting...we met angel while waiting for katherine...hai~ so slow...finally the arrival of ms katherine law...then the freaking plastic bag was so small cannot even fit half of it in...still say until the bag so big...so no bag no choice lor...just carry it into school...then everyone was like staring...hmm..i really think the students never ever saw a cardboard box before...or rather very kaypo...but really look like inside can store bomb sia...then people keep saying inside bomb sia...finally got to our class the place...so paisey...sianz..called the receivers of the presents to come down and claim it themselves..we were not going to carry it again...lolx..how should i describe their expressions....it was kinda weird...they dont look very shocked...only jovita kept exclaiming about how great or how bad the weather was...since when was she so interested in the weather...anyway isnt the present more interesting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually wanted to open it right on the spot..but we persuaded them not to...cause inside got a lot of newspaper...especially jovita de....thanks to me..=D mr lim arrived and looked kinda pleased...cause i wrote a lot of Maths Is Fun on jovita's box...haha...below de box the words was even nicer..lolx...after so much excitement over the box...we headed to the exam hall lor...there was one very kind teacher very nice also...she kindly went around catching people for tucking out their shirts..waliao..nothing better to do leh...wad is her problem..not enough worksheets to mark...the listening came and gone without much of a hitch...who wants to know about listening exam anyway? but the exam marks the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt; END&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;of the end of years.. so we boarded 229 with jovita and florence carrying to extremely large boxes...haha..they were trying to guess wad was inside the box and their guesses were real weird...they shook the box then tried to listen for any sound...they said that it was something moving..something alive...dotz...like if you shake the box its contents will surely move? but we just went along and told her that we put a lot of bugs in it...and she believed us...so gullible(i think i spell wrongly it looks wrong)...jovita's box had many PAIRS of SOME STUFF in it...&lt;br /&gt;well huiwen was very interested and excited about it and wanted to announce...so here i am announcing it...heehee...anyway i dont think anyone will guess what is was..unless you were told...jovita so clumsy lor...move like pregnant woman sia..kept kicking my leg..then the best thing was she did not know...so cong ming..=p suddenly got bee or some sort of flying insect flew here from somewhere..flo screamed the whole bus down..everyone was stunned...she said it flew out from her box...wth..-.- so dan chun..poor thing...finally i arrived home lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later went to the beach with them...never really do anything..quite boring..rented some bikes..obviously started biking around..somehow someone seems to have problems stepping on the pedal more quickly..so we moved so so so so so slowly...boo...even the snail was racing past us...we were even like pedalling backwards...except that person..the only thing was that i terrorised someone so badly and i was laughing my head off...lolx..so sadistic..what so scary about riding so closely or cutting lanes? i guess i will not understand...lolx...anyway who cares...later we stopped at the breakwater area and they started screaming like their lives depended on it...hmm..is that as thrilling as terrorizing someone..haha...i prefer my way..lolx...later moved to the beach and started skimming the rocks...i couldnt find any anyway if i did i would not be able to skim it...lolx...so it doesnt really matter...i soon got bored and continued cycling with kat...who wanted to dry her wet jeans..imagine wet jeans...so heavy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while cycling met a bunch of 2e4 people...finally got to a hawker centre..kat so hao treated me to sugarcane juice but also hai si wo..but it happened later...so i was cycling back with the sugarcane drink in one hand..my bag slung over my shoulder and the other hand obviously on the handle...i need at least one hand to hold on...so we chatted endlessly..somehow i got quite breathlessly chatting...lolx...wonder how that happened...finally arrived at bike kiosk..saw them there..we actually intended to find them but who knows they were already returning the bikes...i wonder what they rented their bikes for...lolx..ya..so when they called to us..me and kat turned into the narrow path and nearly collided..she braked while i swerved to my left to avoid collision..as the break on the right side of the bike was not working i could not stop sia...with one hand on the bike it went out of control...hai~...thus i crashed into the beeg tree nearby lor...the root actually but it was so high up...dotz... stupid leh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after returning the bikes we went to the underpass and crossed over to marine parade...we somehow got lost la..finally found a busstop which 10 arrives at...the buses that arrived were all so weird..we were like so foreign..tourists...lolx...got to bedok...ate some fish porridge..so nice...slurps..=D somehow there was 4 people at the table eating but it only seemed like 2 people existed...dont know why..haha...then went home lor...nothing to do le ma..and everyone was like so lethagic..all wanna fall asleep le...snore...so ok lor..nothing liao le...maybe i will post again later lor..cause there is singapore idol today..hope the good ones dont get voted out again..sianz...sooner or later this show is going to lose its appeal cause all that is left is jerry n chrissy poo...boo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7910637-109774956312554591?l=f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910637.post-109628175374835466</id><published>2004-10-01T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T17:11:22.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what card r u?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="The Fool Card" src="http://images.quizilla.com/K/Koshari/1072670251_rotTheFool.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;You are the Fool card. The Fool fearlessly begins&lt;br /&gt;the journey into the unknown. To do this, he&lt;br /&gt;does not regard the world he knows as firm and&lt;br /&gt;fixed. He has a seemingly reckless disregard&lt;br /&gt;for obstacles. In the Ryder-Waite deck, he is&lt;br /&gt;seen stepping off a cliff with his gaze on the&lt;br /&gt;sky, and a rainbow is there to catch him. In&lt;br /&gt;order to explore and expand, one must disregard&lt;br /&gt;convention and conformity. Those in the throes&lt;br /&gt;of convention look at the unconventional,&lt;br /&gt;non-conformist personality and think What a&lt;br /&gt;fool. They lack the point of view to understand&lt;br /&gt;The Fool's actions. But The Fool has roots in&lt;br /&gt;tradition as one who is closest to the spirit&lt;br /&gt;world. In many tribal cultures, those born with&lt;br /&gt;strange and unusual character traits were held&lt;br /&gt;in awe. Shamans were people who could see&lt;br /&gt;visions and go on journeys that we now label&lt;br /&gt;hallucinations and schizophrenia. Those with&lt;br /&gt;physical differences had experience and&lt;br /&gt;knowledge that the average person could not&lt;br /&gt;understand. The Fool is God. The number of the&lt;br /&gt;card is zero, which when drawn is a perfect&lt;br /&gt;circle. This circle represents both emptiness&lt;br /&gt;and infinity. The Fool is not shackled by&lt;br /&gt;mountains and valleys or by his physical body.&lt;br /&gt;He does not accept the appearance of cliff and&lt;br /&gt;air as being distinct or real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7910637-109628175374835466?l=f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com/feeds/109628175374835466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7910637&amp;postID=109628175374835466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910637/posts/default/109628175374835466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910637/posts/default/109628175374835466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com/2004/10/what-card-r-u.html' title='what card r u?'/><author><name>blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01872166547769744710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910637.post-109655455267256807</id><published>2004-09-30T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T10:22:36.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored the hell outta me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;the school just gave us 3 days of "HOLIDAY". well a nice holiday we are going to have. anyway i heard from someone that it was just a convenient reason to send all the teachers on course and they seem to enjoy it.hmmm..we have to spend this 3 days studying our minds out and destroying our brain cells. then print so many test papers to practice and the real exam itself..killing all the trees..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams just stress us all up..wth...the ministry keeps saying that they are going to cut down on syallabus reduce stress reduce homework has any of these even happened? heard that the test are going to be more difficult as the teachers teach less and we have to do a lot more stuff by ourselves...isnt this creating more work and stuffs to do for us? but what can we do different people have different views...woke up and did my maths..got so many careless mistakes...as usual la...must make sure i reduce that man...oh shyt....how can i reduce such stupid mistakes? any suggestions..tag ? after studying much of the day away...i am now relaxing at night...thus i am blogging so late...haha..watch tv at about 7pm...nice break from the books...staring at all the sums...i going bonkers....got anyway to increase the font size of the books...or make it less monotonous??? all the letters floating in front of my eyes..i so blur now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched the singapore idol until so shuang...lolx...dunno why...today episode oso not that good nice or something...parents' choice...wth....the parents all duno from what era de...bilboard hits in e &lt;strong&gt;1959&lt;/strong&gt;?? stupid can...leandra can sing very nice songs...but choose for her some weirdo song...so monotonous...--^--^--^-- the whole song was pratically liddat...hai~ poor thing...first contestant already this type of comments...feel sad for her....next guy..&lt;strong&gt;JERRY ONG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;his song very nice but he sang until so no strength...he like want to die liao can...but josh gorban song is so no strength de..he still sing this type of song...too bad for him..anyway he seems to have cured his sore throat..anyway the following contestants not in order cause i forgot the order liao...heehee... beverly today not so good leh...in fact not good at all..haiyo..duno why..duno what happen..so out of tune and cannot make out what she singing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christopher also no good...he cute and got a nice face nia...haha tanned tanned...lolx...next...daphane...quite ok...high notes hit until bu cuo..one of the few nicer de bah...david yeo so funny...haha...ah beng become old uncle...anyway quite nice..except for the old uncle part...lolx..jeassea..heard she is a professional singer...hmm..then isnt that a bit unfair to the others liao..haiyo..duno la they allow then can la...so obviously professional sure got some standard one what..taufik..today his song not nice...haha..actually quite a few of their songs all also not nice..cause is their parents choose de...the songs all like flat flat de...guai guai...maia song was so obviously not chosen by her father...dotz...but very nicely done...yay..clap clap...the last few all so nice...olinda also very nice....she improve also...her voice and words come out clearer...good...sylvester...woot..nice man....suddenly keep smiling...dazzling must be use darlie and brush...haha...but i still think his bad boy look shuaier..more style..i think i say all le bah...haiyo..i think i very wu liao...say all this otherwise my this entry will become very short and it sure is very boring cause the whole day consisted of nothing but studying and studying..ok la...should be long enough and although stil very boring hope a bit better bah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7910637-109655455267256807?l=f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com/feeds/109655455267256807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7910637&amp;postID=109655455267256807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910637/posts/default/109655455267256807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910637/posts/default/109655455267256807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com/2004/09/bored-hell-outta-me.html' title='bored the hell outta me...'/><author><name>blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01872166547769744710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910637.post-109645617695746398</id><published>2004-09-29T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T17:07:00.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pure Torture Of Plain Living</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Life is a misery. It is a tragedy that begins when one is born. Although it is always said to look on the bright side of life, but why is there a need for such a phrase for a life that is full of brightness? But life is not full of misery although much of it is.&lt;br /&gt;When a baby is born, why does he cry? Why doesn’t he smile at the world that is filled with color and many new and exciting things? Why doesn’t he smile at the thought of the new and magnificent things he will experience? Life is filled with unhappiness. We face more sadness than we experience happiness in a way but you will also have many valuable experiences and memorable memories that you will smile at when you recall them. How often and how long does this period of happiness usually last? Once you get over it you will once again be jolt back to the cold harsh reality of life. As the saying goes, “Life is not a bed of roses.”&lt;br /&gt;In your teens, you will think that you have grown up and want to do more things and have more freedom. You will not want others to have so much control over your life. There is of course homework and all the other undesirable stuff unless you enjoy the challenges in which you see in the questions.&lt;br /&gt;Why cant life be smooth sailing? Why must there be so much competition amongst one another? Why must there be hard work before play? Why must the grades a student produce mean everything. Does it mean that an A student with a lousy work attitude would get the best job while an average student with a terrific attitude gets a horrible job? Maybe yes, there is no answer. But is there any fairness in this world.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is suffering. People are dying everyday. Why must people survive and live upon a wall of aloofness. Why cant everybody be truthful and trust one another? Instead of looking out, guarding themselves from everyone and everything. Where is the trust, the friendliness which was so evidently seen in our forefathers lives when they were still living in the kampongs. Why do we now shut our houses’ doors and ourselves behind it? Where is the trust? Why must people hide their true selves from others? Why does everyone look around the corner with extreme caution?&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is afraid of getting cheated, if there are only people who work honestly for a living and not go around committing crimes would there be more trust among us? There is no longer peace. Everyone is fighting with themselves, with the people around them, with the whole world. People are getting greedy, nobody bothers about what happens or the consequences of their actions? Just remember that the world is round. What goes round comes back around. Everyone would suffer the consequence of their own actions. There is justice in this world, everyone will get what they deserve no matter how unfair it seems at times.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is entitled to their own opinions. Why do people get so worked up about what others say? It may be just a friendly joke or maybe just to have some fun. People may have different views on fun, but why take things so seriously? It is so unhealthy and it makes the person a bore to be with. Since the world is already so full of unhappiness, why make situations worse? Why don’t everyone just sit down for a second and just relax and think? It’s just rest but some people are just too stressed out to do so these days and it is all because of the pursuit of material wealth and maybe other things. Money is not everything but without money you are nothing. Isn’t this just one of the many ironies in this confusing and perplexing world. Everyone just contradicts each other. When will all this end? When will be the time when everyone just sits down for a rest and be at peace with themselves and the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;What would be yours would be yours. If it is not yours, no matter how hard you force it, it will never be yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Anger, unhappiness are often inflicted onto oneself by oneself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Resilience and perserverance are evidence of strength within the human spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Explosions, accidents are all a result of human negligence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Advances, technology are making machines more lethal and destructive. They have a mind of their own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Humans programmed such to get rid of others. In the end, these will turn against us and destroy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Just like what humans are doing right now. We are driving many species of animals into extinction. Life is disappearing from our home, the Earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Hope for the best, expect the worst.What will be, will eventually be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;If we believe in ourselves and our ability to overcome, we will unite and be able to get over the challenges to come. There is still hope.&lt;/span&gt;&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/7910637-109645617695746398?l=f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com/feeds/109645617695746398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7910637&amp;postID=109645617695746398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910637/posts/default/109645617695746398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910637/posts/default/109645617695746398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com/2004/09/pure-torture-of-plain-living.html' title='The Pure Torture Of Plain Living'/><author><name>blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01872166547769744710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910637.post-109636223808478904</id><published>2004-09-28T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T17:05:53.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another boring day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;nothing much has happened today..sianz...after assembly then immediately got 4 periods of art... how boring can it get...ART...like it counts for the exams..wad will u grow up to be if you excel in art..artist...dotz...so no qian tu...no money..cannot even support yourself then everyone will look down on you...i admit that i dont appreciate art partly because i cannot paint...but i like abstract art...so cool...like anyhow do but yet got some hidden meaning behind it... hmm...interesting..lolx.. i think today ms yati took the first period of art to do english..so sad for them..we got the air-conditioned room again...and they only got it once...and mr chin called it fair...haha..too bad...but i was freezing inside the room...i dont know why...but its so cold inside today...even the tap water was so warm and nice...we painted for 4 periods...and i came out with a piece of rubbish..so ugly beyond words..everyone will agree with me..i paint halfway thought it was too ugly then anyhow just put some paint on it...and it got put up..omg...dotz...everyone is gonna faint..if you see something that looks like a shitty art piece on the wall you can assume that it is mine..lolx..after 4 boring periods of art...and later reccess ate burger and milo..nothing to eat one..so boring...i feel that pratically everything is boring so i think i must be a very boring person as they say only a boring person feels bored..then it was english...as normal as it can get...we went through one short paragraph of summary and got back the comprehension..which everyone did so badly.. haix.. =( wad to do..no choice..accept the harsh fact of reality...now comes the 3 very hated periods of chinese..wth..so many chinese periods for what..should give some periods to literature lor..one week only got 3 literature periods leh...no wonder my literature so bad...but there is already 3 chinese periods in a day..saddening...plus you dont need chinese to get into the university...just learn chinese cause you are a chinese..so no need learn until so chim...more or less know can liao...hai~...poor students of singapore...forced to study some crap which we may or may not need...so kiasu..typical...last period was maths...mr lim just gave us the test paper and ask us to do and later ask him questions...so dotz...like the class will do lidat..everyone was just hanging around making a hell of a noise until the bell rings...after this went to listen to ms yati teach us about the comprehension lor...like the literal and inferential questions this type of thing...not too bad..now i think i understand bah...later that jiemin cause no money la...then have to eat in school...wah..after school liao still eat school food...haiz....but the auntie so hao...give us quite a lot of ingredients for the same price...anyway they are about to close the shop...so i think they dont mind..haha...so now i am at home blogging lor...i am going to cram for the exams soon..dont wanna fail them u know..haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7910637-109636223808478904?l=f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910637.post-109627661418467156</id><published>2004-09-27T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T15:53:07.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a weird day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;today was just like an other day...except that mr soh never come and mr ng like come and relief...so fierce...haha...made a mess out of the choices of games.. ended up playing badminton&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;so boring can...whole day keep playing badminton so old liao...dotz...i know a lot of people going to dispute that statement la..but i dun care..nanny nanny poo poo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after pe was science.. poor ms ho lor...haiyo....actually hor she trying very hard to teach us liao...but why the class dont want to listen..then she became so exasperated...sad man... not that i never listen...the class too noisy until i cannot hear what she saying.. plus i was doing my summary...lolx...one of the culprits not paying FULL attention...but subconsciously i know what she doing..dotz..never mind..i can go e-learning to get the full details..so not too bad...suddenly...felt like eating marine parade the beef noodles..weird sia...in the middle of science lesson...not sure why...so we decided after school go and satisfy my sudden craving..that one after school then say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now is recess..eating that mee hongkong or something...weird weird de....like the kway teow not much taste de...still must look forward to my beef noodles after school...now english...finally done the summary thing...ms yati went thru the worksheet...it was a short lesson nothing nice or interesting happened..later cme...free period...haha...the teacher came only after 1 and a 1/2 periods..so we had that time free...and we talked about shitty stuff...like hmm..how jewel threw a shitty underpants at her brother...and the best part was...hmm...we formed the vormit club...haha...how lame...we form a lot of clubs liao..but this is the most baichi...imagine you are a F1 driver driving on the track while wearing your helmet...and started vormiting RIGHT INTO YOUR HELMET...your helmet slowly starts filling up with vormit...first it covers your mouth then nose then eyes...and finally you DROWN in your own vormit..lolx...maybe you dont get the joke...cause you are not in the vormit club..haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that disgusting piece of discussion the teacher appeared from nowhere..and started talking to us about polytechnics..so boring...*yaWnZzz*.... after the teacher finished drawling over that enormously boring subject which pratically no one was listening too..we had literature...and discussed the mindmap...quite interesting..in a way..but some parts as mrs ho said was extremely dry..bo bian la...hai~....my long awaited beef noodles was coming closer and closer...then someone like jiemin and florence must come and shao xing...they did not want to go..so sad...but they all lost to jovita...lolx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we about to set off liao..that florence timing so hao...needed to go toilet...dotz...and we missed our 14...haha...after so so so so long...the stupid ride was so bumpy and the bus so stuffy...sianz..i had gotten a whiff of my beef noodles..i was so hungry...while eating jiemin repeated her story about some old lady...and calling her mom...least did she realised the girl siting behind us seems to have taken a liking towards her and was staring at her with her big round eyes and her dinosaur? i forgot what was the toy she held...she pratically jumped straight out of her skin...haha...and we all died laughing...*dead* *dead* *dead*..that was lame...so after all the excitement about jiemin being terrorized by the poor little innocent girl we went home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sianz...but must go home and study otherwise later fail the exams then stay back in secondary 2..hmm..that sound kinda cool now...but i dont think it will when i get my result later...haha...so i will go and study now and some information to a &lt;strong&gt;particular&lt;/strong&gt; someone..stop pissing me off or one day u will get it and you will get it hard...you can just try me and see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7910637-109627661418467156?l=f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com/feeds/109627661418467156/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910637.post-109609101075916055</id><published>2004-09-25T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T15:50:41.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oral exams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;boohoo...todae oral seh...dotz...chinese leh...so difficult...i woke up so many times just to check if i was late for oral not...so baichi..later found out i got no uniform to wear..all pe shirt...freaked out...haha...in the end found one stuck somewhere among my other clothes but it was not ironed yet...waste my time ironing...got to school at 0720..found angel,jovita...in the canteen...looks like a lot of people reach before me...but the oral reporting time is at 0745..go so early for what...typical singaporean...kiasu..hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally got the school servant and niu lao shi organized us into the groups lor..then i think he kept doing the time-out sign...weird guy...finally at about 0800 we settled down into our seats...and after the teacher(ye bi jiao) was happy with our sitting arrangement..keep asking us to move...dotz...after that slowly one by one we all walked down the aisle...to jian lao shi...haha..before that of course we read the passage...which i only read 1 and a 1/2 times...the people in front of me all took so long lor...like minimum 10 mins...when it was florence she took 12mins..i too bored la so i timed it...haha..but i only took 8mins...and i could not believe the things i said lor...so dumb...wad go n help them construct schools...say until so noble so noble...when i cant even build a school..so dotz...pathetic performace la...dumb old me..haha...anyway its all over now...so dont care...felt so hungry while waiting for jiemin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to MacDonalds...with jiemin,jovita,huiwen,lifeng and a stray kat we found on the road...just kidding...lolx...we all had 4 big breakfast...n two sausage mc muffins meal..then they (excluding mi jovita n kat)...spiked kat law's drink...so er xin...i think they put salt into the coffee and someother stuff...dont wanna know...i think she still wanted her coffee...stil gt 3/4 cup lor...end of it we made a cocktail using pepper, salt , lots of jam , coffee mate, tea bags, some tea, coke n ice, egg, some bread, cause the bread fell into the tea which i contributed...lolx...i topped it off by filling it to the brim with ice..it overflowed lor..then everyone zhao lor...then we stood outside mac waiting for the macdonald people to come and catch us..so lame...finally went home...to sleep..*snore* zzZZzzZZzz!!!! what an exciting day...so nerve werecking...funny also..haha..ok thats all for now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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lesson geography...well at least something fun is going to happened...it cannot be considered THAT fun but i think it has to be the best of all the lessons to come..we had to go through the review 2 which we did in the workbook....that took quite a while to complete..later we had a quiz..it is kinda like a gameshow...girls VS boys...wth y teachers like to do this type of stuff to us...although the guys loved it a lot cause the geography top student was a guy...it was e PsLs Vs the shitthai(i cant remember today the name they used some curry thing?)...wadever lame name that was...first round the girls lost...and u can imagine the stupid expressions on the guys faces...especially a particular guy who was also on the student council...so dark...he was like YES YES YES!!! so happy for what ? MALE CHAUVINIST PIG...irritating&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;PIECE OF SHYT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;....feel like slapping him...too bad..but i dont think i will do that cause my hand would be marked...n who would get the last laugh..of cause it would be the girls..good always trimphs over evil...and you should see his stupid face again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;WAD A SORE LOSER ! ! ! ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;he made so many unsportmanship like remarks...cannot even take his defeat graciously...its just a stupid game...there is no need to get so into it...he just makes me FUME...ok we will stop talking about that now before i just smack down the whole computer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next we went for recess and nothing much happened during that time...after that it was the dreaded chinese lesson...sometimes i just dunno what is wrong with the class...the lesson is horrible cause the teacher's attitude is horribly horrible...and we also try to be the as horrible as we can..actually i seriously think that she is a good teacher....too bad...her first impression to us is so bad that it cannot be rectified...she so strict..but i think strict teachers make me work...although i never work 4 her lesson..cause of her dumb attitude... den ms yati must calm us down for another test..the test not bad...quite ok...better not say too easy later huge disappointment again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; after school we went to TM..the bus to TM was so choppy can...felt like vormitting...BLEH! ! went to TM to eat Yoshinoya...realised that the meal only starts at 1430 so had to wait...we also met eden there after we bought out food...he eat so fast...i havent even finished half of my bowl...dotz...after that went to buy that nicholas' birthday present..actually belated present liao..that stupid boi...dunno what to buy for him...went to Isetan...dunno wad's wrong with a particular curly hair gurl...become so pervertic de..siao lor..keep talking about weird things...mad ass...finally they went to precious thots and bought him a cup..dotz...wad use is a cup...like his house no cup liddat...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway never mind la...they like can liao..none of my business anyway...lolx...so kaypo...=pP..later nothing liao lor..i went home...on the way met my good friend...that's about all...wondering if this blog is going to be longer or shorter then the last one...hoping that thoes who dare to read my blog will be bored to death..haha...ok all this sums up what i have accomplished today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7910637-109602103813145061?l=f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com/feeds/109602103813145061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7910637&amp;postID=109602103813145061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910637/posts/default/109602103813145061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910637/posts/default/109602103813145061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com/2004/09/day-with-bit-more-excitement.html' title='a day with a bit more excitement'/><author><name>blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01872166547769744710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910637.post-109593317433928564</id><published>2004-09-23T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T15:47:10.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another kinda boring day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;today was just the usual normal nothing is gonna happen day. woke up late. so many people also in school liao then i just wake up. haiyo. then after a short short assembly, we had maths lesson. it was so boring can..teacher showed us some stupid clip of a guy filling up a cuboid with a pyramid. sci..later was even better...i didnt even understand what ms ho was saying..den i mix up all e symbols...the symbols also had such dumb name...OHMS...haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess le..finally..so hungry..then i tink kat realised she left her handphone in the sci lab..so baichi...play handphone in class la..play until forget to take..during english ms yati went through the comprehension about some japanese industralist...rich man wo...then i got so many wrong de=( but never mind the best was still to come..literature...we were going to get back our literature CA. the class was filled with excited chatter. suddenly everyone seems to quieten down...weird...finally i got my paper...so frightning..like teacher going to give finish then i got mine. thought that my score would be very horrible..but that was not the case...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MI N JIEMIN WERE THE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;3rd &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;IN CLASS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;... we were so delighted...although the score not very good...but i didnt study...what u expect? that can be considered the climax of a very boring school day, cause the lesson after literature was to be DnT..well it can be considered to be the most boring lesson with 3 straight periods in a row...but art's worse =S usually DnT is quite ok.. cause we were in mr ramli's class..quite lucky.. but todae we had 3 periods pls 20minutes of theory..i was practically falling asleep. he was going through the answers and we were supposed to do...but i didnt cause i was too sleepy at the end of the lesson he suddenly said he wanted to collect the books??!!! wah...i all also never do...but i also pass up..dun care..cause i stil got do some questions and he want to mark..so just give it up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; later went for lunch...as usual...had a big fight as to where to go for lunch...we always waste a lot of time deciding stuff...well,its the usual thing that happens almost everyday after school...usually we end up in simei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;THANKS TO ME N JIEMIN AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;...haha...so went to the hawker centre which has a tinny weeny bit of air conditioning in simei with florence, kat , jiemin...that jovita almost always go home whenever we go to simei...dunno y..she seems to hate simei a lot...maybe its because of the crazy guy she met on 38 and was too traumatised...after lunch we went to walk around eastpoint....n went to popular bookstore..i have no idea why we went there for? then everyone started eating the lollipop which a birthday boy gave..i thought we looked weird with the lollipop sticking out from our mouths...later they went crazy taking photos..dotz..i think cause nothing better to do ar...keep taking so many photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that kat n florence bought some dragon beard candy...somehow or another florence dosent know how to eat things de...she got all the beard stuck to the upper and lower part of her mouth...she was a sight to behold...LOLX...suudenly aged a 100years...later went to eat icecream...we bought it while florence went to the toilet to get her beard off...too bad for her....kat bought her an icecream which i offered it to her..see i so hao xin...but she did not want to hold it say what wait wait wait...so i just smacked it in her face..does this teach you a lesson?? never accept icecream from me...this warning only applies to florence...and again she ends up with another beautiful moustache..only this time it was brown...haha..after eating the icecream...we went home..but not after they all had a visit to pet safari......i know this entry is very lame...but i can promise lamer entries in the future...but i think this crap is too short..so i shall make it longer next time...=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7910637-109593317433928564?l=f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com/feeds/109593317433928564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7910637&amp;postID=109593317433928564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910637/posts/default/109593317433928564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7910637/posts/default/109593317433928564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f00tpr1nts-1n-3-sand-0f-t1m3s.blogspot.com/2004/09/another-kinda-boring-day.html' title='another kinda boring day'/><author><name>blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01872166547769744710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
