<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495207066792127354</id><updated>2011-07-31T04:23:24.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am just me, talk about originality. Lols.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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>169</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495207066792127354.post-5436731651034620519</id><published>2010-01-12T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T22:04:20.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;YO PPL I HAVE FINALLY BOTHERED TO UPDATE THIS THING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Loads of stuff has happening, my com crashed, it got fixed, the broadband has issues, they were straightened out... and we got our OLVL RESULTS BACK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And I am happy =) Although now i wished i took hcl, simply because i can minus 4 and get a cut off point of 4. Yeah most ppl will probably want to stone me after reading this. Yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But i did work hard for this exam. And when am I going to get my cert? Cos apparently that small slip of paper does not count. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Better go back to researching JCs now. Couldn't they put things in simpler terms? Also, the new subjects just cause my brain to scream OMGYOU'VEGOTTOBEKIDDINGIHAVETOSTUDYTHISFOR2YEARSOVER&lt;strike&gt;MY&lt;/strike&gt;YOURDEADBODY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;GAH. I have not much fondness for AHS, but at least its familiar. JC seems...scary. And not in a motivateyoutoconqueryourfear kinda way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Gah again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-5436731651034620519?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/5436731651034620519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=5436731651034620519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/5436731651034620519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/5436731651034620519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2010/01/yo-ppl-i-have-finally-bothered-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-5769471558538536208</id><published>2009-12-12T12:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T12:30:10.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My com can work la. Just need to do freaking DIY to reinstall all the hard drives BECAUSE THE DISCS WERE MISSING. This is the absolute bloody last time I'm letting my bro use my com to play his stupid games. See la, now crash already. Typing this post from Bukit Timah again. Sian. And I lost all my documents and fanart and favourites and all that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This post is already quite censored, if i typed this yesterday the post would have gone like this : fuckfuckfuckfgheraioyh09yhuscrewyouassholebloodyidiotfghioahr9 ^(W$&amp;amp;*()$*%()$*@ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not very coherent right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Temper how I love thee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Lets just say the instructions the technician gave better work man, how we'll be having roast pork for dinner. Think &lt;em&gt;ba gua&lt;/em&gt;, but larger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-5769471558538536208?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/5769471558538536208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=5769471558538536208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/5769471558538536208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/5769471558538536208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-com-can-work-la.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-8409316709992510089</id><published>2009-12-05T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T21:35:16.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My computer is spoilt. T.T The one at my grandparent's house is anyway. I'm typing the post from the com at bukit  timah. SIANHAIZZZZWHATAMIGOINGTODONOW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thank goodness there is the warranty. No wonder my uncle always says that Dell gives you hell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And I had another family outing on Fri. We took public transport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Can you imagine travelling with 2 elderly folks, 1 that has not stepped out of the house since... months ago, 2 teenagers  who are able to count the number of times they have taken public transport on their toes and fingers, and 1 aunt that can navigate through shopping malls like a veteran and yet cannot understand bus lines. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I didn't need to imagine.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thank goodness the trip was short. Like 4 bus-stops short. &lt;strike&gt;reallyreallyreallythankgoodness&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then we went to some chinese restaurant to eat. The food there was ... meh. Average ba. I would have preferred to eat at the food court though. Cheaper some more. Oh well, my aunt just struck lottery (the small prize one), so in a way she got cash to spend ba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After that we went shoe shopping. Grandma bought a pair of shoes for walking, so hopefully it means she is going to go out more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She goes out more = she becomes happier = i live happier cos she won't take out all her pent-up fustration on me and Grandpa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Grandpa has it worst of all of us though. Always getting caught between Grandma and me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Good news! : I bought my shoes! They're actually wedges, cos I can't balance on heels at all. Wedges are much safer for everyone. Not too sure whether they match the dress though, but i shall trust my aunt's judgement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And I came back. To realise my com was spoilt. Cos the screen refused to load. It was black and you can see the mouse and move it, but thats all. Restarting doesn't work. GAHFSEGHIO HEWOA$ITHQE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Getting the person to come and fix on Mon. haizzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I think technology hates me or something. T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-8409316709992510089?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/8409316709992510089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=8409316709992510089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/8409316709992510089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/8409316709992510089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-computer-is-spoilt.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-567123240982092211</id><published>2009-12-03T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T13:21:07.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes blogskin change is a success! XDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-567123240982092211?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/567123240982092211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=567123240982092211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/567123240982092211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/567123240982092211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2009/12/yes-blogskin-change-is-success-xddd.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-5198576294214436750</id><published>2009-12-03T11:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T12:21:22.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, i know i haven't updated in MONTHS, and most likely no one is reading it now, but i'm still gonna update cos now its the HOLIDAYS and i'm cashless and jobless and i need a better alternative to hanging out at shopping malls cos i'll end up spending more money than i actually have. Yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After buying a 60 bucks dress for Prom, i think its relatively safe to say i'm broke. And i still need shoes. Darn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And i went for a 3D2N cruise recently, and I swear our entire family has put on at least 2 kg. I ate at least 3 servings for EVERY SINGLE MEAL. Excluding dessert anyways. Besides, the food was probably the only good thing on that ship. The rest was hell man. Smoker's heaven = our hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In order to save money, my mother booked the smallest sized cabin. Which is like half of jac's room. Or half of my room actually. To house four people! I had to do gymnastics to get on my bed, which was the tp bunk, and i had to be careful when sitting up cos if not... head, meet ceiling. The ladder they gave me was quite unsafe la, seeing that the rails that it was hooked to could MOVE. So yeah. To go to the toilet in the middle of the night includes jumping down to the 'window sil', then jumping down again on the side table, then take a running start to jump over my father's bed. Which equals to....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;CRASH!!!! PIANNG!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Me : Walao... KNS. Missed again *holding aching foot*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Dad: WTH can you just ask nicely like a normal person instead of jumping crazily? *grumpy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yep. And then I had to do the reverse to get back up. At least I didn't feel as bad as my bro. He got motion sickness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And damn suay our cabin just happens to be one floor below the casino, and cos the air inside the ship is recycled and all... we get the smoke smell in our cabin also. NOWHERE IS SAFE I TELL YOU. Not even on deck. So instead of enjoying the seabreeze I have to make sure that area is smoker-free and glare at anyone thats holding a cigarette. Which makes me look quite constipated indeed. And my father looked like he was sent to the gallows. Or that all his drama CDs were spoilt. Or his stokes all dropped by 50% when he went on the ship. Going on a holiday with him is like going out with the Grim Reaper la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Until he discovered the casino. Unfortunately, while my father is good at math thus he's good at predicting the odds of him winning, he doesn't know when to quit. Or quit when he is ahead. We could have been 802 bucks richer. Now we are... 2 bucks richer. Damn 心痛。Especially when i think of the bike or laptop that Could Have Been =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;At least I learnt how to gamble. Cos they were giving out brochures in the casino, teaching you how to gamble. Dad kindly took some for us seeing that we weren't allowed in. Not only were there brochures, they also have TV channels that teach you how to gamble. Really. Haizzz. Dad keeps on going to the casino, hope that he doesn't become one of those compulsive gamblers. Or he'll end up being bashed like those ppl in this dramas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bro: Papa, if you gamble anymore I'm telling ahma leh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Dad: Oi oi oi, I'm warning you. Don't tell ahma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bro: *raises eyebrow and speaks in a holier than thou voice* Are you threatening me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hahahahahaha XD So proud of him for finally being able to retort my dad. Now he has a chance of surviving the verbal battles in our family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Dad: The moment both of you turn 18, i'm signing the agreement to prevent both of you from gambling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Us:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*smile evily* Don't worry, the moment we get off the ship we're signing the agreement to ban you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Dad: Both of you are underage, cannot sign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Us: Tell Ahma lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Dad: *Grumbles indistinctly while glaring at the steamed fish*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After the cruise, I have never appreciated real land like I have now. If you want to increase your chances of getting lung cancer, go for a cruise and get a cabin below the casino. It will be like living in an undustrial park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-5198576294214436750?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/5198576294214436750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=5198576294214436750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/5198576294214436750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/5198576294214436750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2009/12/okay-i-know-i-havent-updated-in-months.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-2738518074308611468</id><published>2009-06-25T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T22:27:17.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I WONDER HOW MUCH MORE HOMEWORK I CAN STAND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You know, everytime I open my a tab, they always have 9 "shortcuts" so to speak, to direct you to your top 9 visited sites. To my horror, the anglican high school ranked 5, where it was usually non-existent. Life. It has a funny way of screwing itself. And others along with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And now apparently we have to do the work of all 4 lvls for heymath. My bro is kinda gloating over it. He's like " see la, told you to help me do don't want, now in the end still must do..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If he wasn't in Bedok I would have smacked him. Honestly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On the topic of brothers : How do you feel towards younger bros? Or how do you feel being a younger bro?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went to MX's house on tues. Her house is very tastefully decorated. Probably because MX had no part to play in the decorating. Honestly, bamboo outside, nice paintings, a big fish pond, concrete staircases, connected study rooms... Her house is freaking gorgeous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then we saw how MX interacts with her younger bro. Or shall I say, insult him and order him about. Really. It is actually damn funny. Especially when they chase and push each other around the house. Although if I lived in that house, most likely I will end up in hospital or something. Very easy to trip and fall. Floors have cracks. Can also drop into the pond where there lives a baby shark. So yeah. I think MX's insurance plan covers it. Hopefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MX : Your bro calls you jie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me :  Yeah. Yours leh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MX : He calls me Mei Xuan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Shuting : And you know what my brother calls me? TAN SHUTING! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hahahahaha (okay it was funnier in real life)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then on thurs (aka today) we went to Janice's house. Which can be another contender for "The MOST luxurious home award." That house is even bigger than MX's one. With 4 dogs. Haizzz. One seems to be gay though. Oh well.  One semi-D and one bungalow. Our class is full of freaking rich people. Or is it our school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Making SBQ sucks. I think they made us do it so that we will appreciate the teachers more and not curse and swear at them when they come out with bloody difficult papers, cos its bloody difficult to set the paper too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And there seems to be a problem with Chem Revision wks. The formatting was quite screwed. Couldnt see some of the questions, diagrams ended up at other questions, arrows that point to NOTHING... How to answer la I ask you? Do also do till fed up le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And my bro and cousins are watching transformers tmr. While I'm stuck at home with this pile from hell. Joy to the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Also got a call from Mrs G cos WE HAVE TO GO BACK TO SCH ON MON AND TUES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So does that mean we must finish all our homework by then? Cos the deadlines on some of them were WHEN SCH REOPENS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Argh. H1N1 is not improving matters anyhow. Can't the sch just spare us 2 days? Come on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Better go do heymath liao. Sian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-2738518074308611468?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/2738518074308611468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=2738518074308611468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/2738518074308611468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/2738518074308611468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-wonder-how-much-more-homework-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-8910522992609252846</id><published>2009-06-14T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T23:17:14.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think I'm seriously gonna gain a lot of weight this holiday, and I can't tell for sure because we have a spoilt weighing machine. Seriously. Everybody loses ( i think) 2 kg on it. Made me so happy when I saw that I weighed 46 kg until my mum told me it was spoilt. No wonder. Didn't see that weight for a looooonnnnnnngg time le. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So far I ate twice at Say Cheeze, once at Jumbo Seafood restaurant and once at SushiTei. Not in one go of course (like duh) My stomach must have expanded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still haven't finished my homework and revision. Talk about wasting time man. Ended up watching BOF, Absolute Boyfriend (which had a sucky ending and made me feel so cheated and made me sob great big tears *sniff*) and Atashinchi no Danshi (which is sheer WTF. comedy and family fluff ). Busy right? I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jac's bdae is coming soon! Getting her a gift even though she says there is no need for one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This holiday is really monotonous. Monday seems like Tuesday which seems like Wednesday which seems like Thursday which seems like Friday. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This holiday is so dull there isn't really much to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than&lt;br /&gt;1) It is perfectly fine to throw your wallet down 4 stories, as long as it is in a plastic bag that prevents all your coins (bcos you were to lazy to keep them properly) from falling out and rolling everywhere like 3 year old children (yes, they do roll)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Do not overeat at restaurants. Especially Say Cheese. They give you nightmares. My bro dreamt that Bukit Timah hill (where we live) was not a hill but a volcano. An erupting volcano. Hallelujah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-8910522992609252846?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/8910522992609252846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=8910522992609252846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/8910522992609252846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/8910522992609252846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-think-im-seriously-gonna-gain-lot-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-5447907782401091079</id><published>2009-06-02T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T22:21:44.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; last updated in April. Its JUNE now. I'm good lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways finished Chi olvl yesterday, the questions for paper 1 are actually quite easy...the only problem is answering them. SHOULD BE OKAY.  (Don't want to say much cos I might jinx myself&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Paper 2 was -bleh- especially zong he tian kong. Too bad I didn't have a dice like Yohana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Actually the invigilators are quite... stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This takes place at around.. 7:45? Quite early, hall doors haven't opened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Invigilator : *walks along the walkway quite a few times, looking very confused. Then he walks back to the staffroom.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Invigilator : *walks back again* Where does the exam take place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Rachel and I : In the hall *finger points to the hall*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Invigilator : Ah... How do I get in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Us : 0.o Through the door (incidentally the one that we pointed to)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Cannot believe him man. As if the signs OLVL CHI weren't obvious enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Went to some cheese restaurant whth Lynn and Meixuan at Tampines 1 to celebrate. Can't remember the name though.  I think their decor is great. And thank goodness for student meals. Spent around 4 hours in the mall TALKING. I really surprise myself sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyways we also got back our report card, and my results are less than satisfactory. Nevermind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"Failure is the mother of success" My grandparents claim thats bullshit. Oh wells. My parents don't really mind.  Although I really should buck up for subjects involving numbers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And I haven't played my cello for a long time. Kinda miss it. T.T  (even though its lame now-kinda anyway cos there is some problem with the spike. Nvm, shall fix it with masking tape)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Shuting's gone. To CHINA PPL. With the promise of souvenirs. And swine flu (CHOY now holiday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Try to update more next time. Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-5447907782401091079?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/5447907782401091079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=5447907782401091079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/5447907782401091079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/5447907782401091079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-last-updated-in-april.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-1484289848009018900</id><published>2009-04-24T22:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T22:44:26.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thank you AHSCO, for giving me great times in AHS. Actually I have many other things to say, but i should do it tmr. Cos we have Chi Oral in the morning. At 7.30 in the morning. *yawn*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In short, thank-you cello/bass section, for all that you were(are) to me. *sniffles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-1484289848009018900?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/1484289848009018900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=1484289848009018900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1484289848009018900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1484289848009018900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2009/04/thank-you-ahsco-for-giving-me-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-7412994325912651808</id><published>2009-04-19T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T19:56:41.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1 more day to SYF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something quite extraordinary happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite confused now. Hmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-7412994325912651808?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/7412994325912651808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=7412994325912651808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/7412994325912651808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/7412994325912651808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2009/04/1-more-day-to-syf.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-5242238155256504389</id><published>2009-04-14T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T14:47:33.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;IN com lab now. Actually have permission to do whatever I want. Muhahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-5242238155256504389?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/5242238155256504389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=5242238155256504389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/5242238155256504389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/5242238155256504389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-com-lab-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-4136453920784038847</id><published>2009-04-10T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T22:27:30.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wish that every week could be a 4-day-study 3-day-rest thing. I think it would severly increase the productivity rate around here as we get a chance to RECHARGE OUR BATTERIES. (Mine has already run out darn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And ShuTing and I went to buy SiYing's gift. Hope she likes it *crosses fingers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think I'm slowly (but surely) turning into a poodle fan. Mainly because of the stories I've been reading. &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We also went to Uniqlo, and we had to QUEUE TO GET IN, CAN YOU IMAGINE. Talk about being popular. But their clothes are nice, however.... WALLET BO LUI. Wait till next year ba. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;There is CO tmr. Actually the faster we get over SYF the better. My results currently stink more than our lovely toilet-on-the-second-floor in school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I still want a dog. *SIGH*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-4136453920784038847?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/4136453920784038847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=4136453920784038847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/4136453920784038847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/4136453920784038847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-wish-that-every-week-could-be-4-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-182453382445753279</id><published>2009-03-31T14:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T14:47:11.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PREJUDICE- For SEL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let's seee..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I shall follow your example. The prejudice started on 21st Nov 1993, the day I was born. Apparently to my old-fashioned parternal grandparents, being born a girl was quite a disappointment. Especially when I ws not chubby (well to my defense I was fair you know-up to the point that I looked freakishly pale).  SO yes, because of the above reasons, they refused to look after me when I was a baby. (You know when your parents are both working and they need help looking after the kids, they refused to look after me because I was a girl. They prefered to look after my bro that was born 3 years later. So yeah. Not that I'm complaining.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And they also didn't really look after me and stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Food =&gt; my bro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Toys=&gt;my bro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Attention =&gt; my bro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Not that I really cared. To a 7 year-old me, they were the creepy grandparents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To me they were the family I got the most angbao money from but the least concern from too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then they wanted to raise me from the age of 7. As a maid mine you. Obviously my maternal grandparents refused. Apparently they wanted a free maid and they didnt want to raise me from a baby as it was a 'dirty job'. (WASTE TIME WASTE MONEY LIKE DUH)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So my relations with them were HNSRYPIJET[AJMR6AW=\-IJA (barely non-existent) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Which soon changed when they found out I was doing well in school. Better than my bro. Like I gave a damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dad tries to fix our relations, but it doesn't really work because they don't know I KNOW. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I try to keep it in, hoping that one day the skeletons in the proverbial closet will just rot and decompose and just vanish for good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So yeah, our relations now are cordial, mainly because I wasn't supposed to know about this (which my grandma told me after I asked her why I ended up there and not with the parternal side).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LESSON LEARNT: Next time you have been prejudices against, just swallow it in and punch it out later. On your pillow of course. They are the ones with the problem, and something called Karma exists in this world. Prejudices tend to be unfounded, so there is no point caring about it.  I learnt that 3 years after I found out at the age of 8. They will come around, and by then, will be guilt-ridden too (which leads to better treatment -but then again I don't care for it.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is probably an unorthodox lesson, oh well. My perspective is different. If they were around my age and I had learnt muay thai they would have been in Changi General ICU by now.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Because forgiving is different from forgetting.  You can forgive it, but it still difficult to remove, kinda like scraping a burnt egg from a pan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Difficult and nearly impossible&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-182453382445753279?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/182453382445753279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=182453382445753279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/182453382445753279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/182453382445753279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2009/03/prejudice-for-sel.html' title='PREJUDICE- For SEL'/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-6317695937608534471</id><published>2009-03-21T23:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T23:46:08.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CO CAMP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh look! My entire holiday just flew past! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Homework done = 1 + ? + ? = ??? Yeah. That about sums up my homework status. Do a bit here, do a bit there&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Most of my week is spent in school. Oh the irony. Its the holidays people! Why must thou torture thee so? T.T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So yeah, we had our CO day camp. Part bonding, part training. I think I've got finger muscles now, and my cello feels overworked. Poor fellow. Collapsing due to exhaustion. You get the idea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;At first I thought the Bonding camp and the splitting up to groups and games were a Really Stupid Idea concocted so that the comittee could torture the rest of CO... (now i regret not joining comm, these are the events that really make the comittment worthwhile &lt;em&gt;hehehe so yeah ppl if you are evil {like Cindy} join comm! If thats the case I think our entire section will be in it already...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But turns out it wasn't that bad la. Still remembered during the first day, everybody was like "when the hell is sectionals gonna start? I want sectionals damnit!" When told to interact with our new group members. Including me, I have never looked forward to sectionals in such an enthusiastic way before really. I was practically staring and the watch and thinking "come on why so slow... usually very fast one... aiiieeee....zzz" In the end we played some games and it wasn't&lt;em&gt; thaat&lt;/em&gt; bad, but yeah, long way to go still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The 2nd day was loads more fun. Hehehe. Played Wet Games. And I forgot to bring slippers. Hallelujah. Now this weekend no need to wash shoes liao. Damn fun. Wet station games hehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Winning team gets to spray losing team. &lt;strong&gt;MUHAHAHAHAHAHA &lt;em&gt;(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm I evil or what? Wait, don't tell me, I know i'm evil hehehehe)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Overall we beat the team we were competing against (Si Hui's group), so yeah... Kufufufufufu... Can practise shooting skills with the water pistol... XDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And then after that we played 123 木头人, which was some game that Super Junior plays. Kind of like AEIOU, but you have to do what action they tell you, their actions include 翘屁股，接吻，金鸡独立.... So obviously we were quite humiliated. Yeah. So when Zhenyi gave us water and said we could spray it on anyone, was it any surprise that the orchestra targeted the comittee? Damn fun. Revenge is sweet indeed. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Of course, our lovablebutveryevil senior Terie came back, so we splashed her too. And our 2 juniors, who, as Cindy put it "看起来很干" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;To be dry when playing wet games means &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1) You are damn good at avoiding water &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2) You have no enemies/friends that want to get revenge or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3) You got no fun-loving people in your section. XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We obviously got 2 and 3 so yeah... Sec 1s were not spared either. Kekekekeke... Now we are known as the Crazy-and-Evil seniors le...But hey, you only need to put up with us for 2 more months and we'll be gone for good (until we come back during camp next year to torture you guys again). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;By then we were so tired (and wet) Cindy and I only had enough strength to carry our cellos and stuff and a chair. Which gained many "Walao you all damn slack leh" comments. Cos 2 of us were carrying one chair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thy shall not seat cos thy's ass is wet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thou's friend does not care cos thou's friends legs are tired.  Hahahahaha =P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thus concludes the 2nd day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3rd day bloody slack lol. Self prac. (Actually we got prac a bit la, but had to rotate cos one of the cellos is an antique and should have been used as firewood to provide energy when the power goes out cos Dr Boon didn't pay the electrical bill or bcos we got struck by lightning)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Better than Zhong Ruan, who sat in the air-conditioned CO room and did homework and played MAHJONG. Again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You know why our dazu self prac breaks are longer? Its because even our conductor wants to play mahjong. (Actually i also want to play, but I think I'll win by default cas the other players died of blood loss -气到吐血 cos I'm damn noob. I played the game in friggin sec 2 cos we were learning probability)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So yeah after that take picture and go home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And then come back on Fri for prac. *snore*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And the come back to school on SAT for RI exchange programme. Shall blog in detail later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-6317695937608534471?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/6317695937608534471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=6317695937608534471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/6317695937608534471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/6317695937608534471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2009/03/co-camp.html' title='CO CAMP'/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-388803508383947860</id><published>2009-03-14T18:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T19:08:30.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Good news : Its the holidays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bad news : The good news is a scam. There is no such thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Honestly. Between CO prac and holiday homework and revision = no time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And i think I'm really &lt;em&gt;lucky&lt;/em&gt;. Out of everyone in the class I got silver nitrate on my hand. Oxidised silver nitrate, so now some fingers look like they've rusted or something. Quite disgusting. And cool. Disgustingly cool ba. It is very difficult to remove, so I must wait till my skin gets exofliated to get it out. Which will take a while. A long, long, while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I didnt know what it was at first, so I thought it was &lt;em&gt;rust. &lt;/em&gt;So I washed with soap to get it out. Obviously failed. So I went home and used other things. Like detergent. Thinner. Even freaking Dynamo. Which my skin feel rubbery, I think I wash too much le. The thinner suceeded in making my skin turn red. Which is scary. Like your skin is burning you know? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So I asked Ms Chan on Fri during recess to find out how to get rid of it. Which ended up in me going to the Chem Lab to put hydrogen peroxide on my fingers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Or what I would have done, if the thing on my hands was KI (potassium iodide). It turned out to be silver nitrate. Freaking oxidised silver nitrate. At least its not poisonous. Just very stubborn. Difficult to get rid off. Like trying to kill ants. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Which leads me to now, where I am encouraging my skin to start shedding. Yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And Mum says that Ms Chan wasnt there for the PTC. Maybe her throat failed her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Also went for the IT fair. Or at least I attempted too. The place was so crowded they asked people to come back in 1 hour. 0.o Not to mention, I met my older cousin there and he said he has been waiting for 1 hour already. Scary. So yeah. Bo bian have to go home lor. Will get my earpieces somewhere else then. T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing much behind closed doors. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-388803508383947860?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/388803508383947860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=388803508383947860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/388803508383947860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/388803508383947860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2009/03/good-news-its-holidays-bad-news-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-1289960095469551446</id><published>2009-03-03T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T22:38:46.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wah I really damn long never update le. *Looks at archives* Not really my fault, everytime I have free time I either 1) sleep 2) listen to music on the bed. No motivation to get up and maintain the blog. Which is quite sad actually. If I can't even keep a blog alive, how do I keep a dog alive? Haizzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;DHSCO concert tmr. Why. Out of all the days. Why. If I get the lowest I'll have to treat them to ice-cream (you know who you are). Better not say so much, if more ppl get included it won't be good for my wallet. At all. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And apparently my cello's spike has some problem. The screw is poilt. Which leads to very interesting (read : awkward) conversations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Qing Kang : Cello 好了吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hongwen : Wait! I'm screwing my cello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yeah. Add the fact that Cindy and my juniors were laughing like mad hyenas. Although that was probably the wrong choice of words. But how else am I supposed to say it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Who invented the screwing thing anyway? (the one that makes it mean you-know-what)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So afterwards Qing Kang tried to help me screw the thing back, and Cindy went...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"Hongwen look! He's screwing your cello!" Insert crazy laughter and a red-faced QingKang. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But still cannot fix. So in the end we end up using masking tape as a temporary solution. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We also got our walkathon tee. It's &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, which is way better than the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hideous orange&lt;/span&gt; they gave us during sec 1. But i think the sec 3s have got a nicer &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; colour. Oh wells. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And I lost my bio file. Where has that &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; plastic waste-of-space gone to? Not that I care, but my notes are in it. Wonder which wormhole it fell into this time. I swear my house is leaking somewhere. Not water, but things just keep vanishing. And the reappear MONTHS TO YEARS LATER. Joy. Remember Hi-5? There was this creature called JupJup that kept on taking things right? I think its cousin lives in my house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I PASSED EMATH. HALLELUJAH. XDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Random overheard convos :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;xuanjie (to cheryl) : wah you so noisy, how your boyfriend stand you one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;tingwei : thats why she don't have mah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Cheryl: ... T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We are supposed to write bout PRIDE for SEL. I wish we got sloth. Or lust. Greed also easier to do. For sloth we can hand in an empty piece of paper. Just like the person that wrote "this is courage" and handed the paper in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Squalo Superbia = proud shark&lt;/span&gt; XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bro is back from his camp. Sleeping like siao now. Better not call and disturb him even though I do want to find out how they tortured his soul there. Tmr he still got test. Sure fail one.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-1289960095469551446?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/1289960095469551446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=1289960095469551446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1289960095469551446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1289960095469551446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2009/03/wah-i-really-damn-long-never-update-le.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-7516627530444429887</id><published>2009-02-21T17:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T17:28:28.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went to eat KFC yesterday before going to the concert. Valerie should have came lar, crapping was so much fun XDD Pity her parents needed to go play mahjong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The concert was quite an... eye-opener. Really. The violin was used to play Chinese Music. Some of the notes looked really really really painful to play. And even more painful to hear. I think the violin was in pain too. Poor thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The other songs were never before heard. Well there was one that said something about Sir Stamford Raffles... And you know the song "Singapura, oh singapura~ Sunny island, set in the sea~" They played that. Quite interesting to listen to actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Statistics suck. Big time. They are even worse that surds and logarithms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3 more days till the manga 230 of Katekyo Hitman Reborn comes out! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My bro is 'having fun' polishing his boots. I'm having more fun watching him. Hehehehe XDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Random bored post ends here haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-7516627530444429887?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/7516627530444429887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=7516627530444429887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/7516627530444429887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/7516627530444429887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2009/02/went-to-eat-kfc-yesterday-before-going.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-1367748829615847269</id><published>2009-02-19T22:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T22:16:39.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Life has been very busy lately. We have had a grand total of not 1, not 2 but 4! freaking tests in a week. So I think I must have screwed them all in equal sucession. *bangs head on wall*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We heard a loud BOOM yesterday. Pity it wasn't because the Chem Lab exploded LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Mrs Ganeeson says that my hair is nice. But the only problem is that the cutting is wrong. So she is going to recommend me a hairdresser =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the hairdresser she recommends works, I'll owe her a lifetime of EL compres and Compos. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just have to deal with the mountain of homework that is piling up. Most likely over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the violin is cool. More difficult compared to the cello. Harder on the ears too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still wanna learn it anyway. Compared to a cello, a violin is so much cheaper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-1367748829615847269?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/1367748829615847269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=1367748829615847269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1367748829615847269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1367748829615847269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2009/02/life-has-been-very-busy-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-1765816132147720302</id><published>2009-02-08T21:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T22:19:47.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Luck, Pain and Suffering</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There is just no other way to put it, life was just &lt;em&gt;suay&lt;/em&gt; last week. Bad luck just brought his pals pain and suffering over to stay. As a result of our lovely sleepover, I ended up with... STOMACH FLU. Yep. Add bad luck with too much durian pudding and you get pain and suffering. I was very well aquainted with the toilet bowl, since I was constantly around it, spewing my thoughts (along with my guts) to it. So I ended up in the lovely KK Hotel that the 3 (refer to title) booked for me (2 day 1 night). Not too bad la. There I fufiled the idiom 上吐下泻。Especially the first part. I even got treated to the frying of my brains. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So all in all not too bad. Other than the fact the hotel (hospital) was damn bloody boring. So I sneaked off. Afterall, all you do is eat and sleep and eat and sleep and get irritated by the crying babies. Nothing much to do la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And the bill is... T.T I could have spent the money on other stuff...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then when I came back to sch on Wed, I found out that there was a Bio test that I forgot (like duh, my brains were fried) so this means... EXTREME MUGGING. In the span of 3 periods. Thank goodness Mr Hamdan didn't come (no offense).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I spent the rest of my time in sch trying to catch up. And I spent my recesses eating bread and medicine. Haizzz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm now quite sick of bread already. But there is not much choice. Wait till I recover man, I'm going to eat chocolate and snacks llike nobody's business. Who cares bout getting fat? When you eat nothing but soup and porridge and bread for 3 days, its enough to bore you to death. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So for those people thinking of dieting, be thankful for the fact your stomach isn't hurting and is still able to digest good food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My Eng compo suck. Maybe i'll stick to recount or descriptive even. I can't seem to get the hang of 1 word essays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sat in the sidelines with Pris and Suan Ching during PE on Fri. Damn boring. But I shall be back next week! Ha. Stupid sickness off you go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And MeiXuan and Shuting, thanks for helping me with you-know-what =D. Honestly I wouldn't have been able to cope by myself lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;If Karma really exists, then a lot of good stuff better be happening soon. *Glares at sky*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-1765816132147720302?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/1765816132147720302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=1765816132147720302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1765816132147720302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1765816132147720302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2009/02/bad-luck-pain-and-suffering.html' title='Bad Luck, Pain and Suffering'/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-5143041644457992686</id><published>2009-01-25T12:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T13:30:53.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy Early Chi New Year people! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CO went to perform at Simei Care Centre yesterday, it was so... cold. Yeah I think 5 people in my section already can overpower their clapping sounds. We were more of a background music thing, where they eat and we play. Haizzz. Thats why none of us are nervous lol. Cos they most likely won't be paying attention to us anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;As for sch, i think Ms Chan is going through menopause, no offence. Maybe we should get her tickets to Menopause : the Musical. Don't think she'll appreciate the gesture. Oh wells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And we have to bei gong han for Chi. I did...quite badly. Apparently my brain doesn't like Chinese words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And AMath Trigo on Thurs. The WORLD IS ENDING. T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Do we still have to write 'Weekend Bites' for Eng? Just Wondering. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Nevermind, let me enjoy my CNY homework free first. Then we have to be thick skinned and ask people to donate. Honestly. They should have given us the card during Christmas. Season of Giving and all. And I have to fight with my bro over donations. Double whammy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This year cannot anyhow spend money, quite obvious why. My bro's quite sad bout it, cos not much snacks this year. So this year celebrations will be quite subdued. I only bought one outfit though, i think for the 2nd day I'll just wear something that I bought but never wore so it looks new lol. I'm invited to Jac's house on Tues! But I can't go cos my parents say NO SHOULD BE SPENDING TIME WITH FAMILY. But I do consider friends as family so how eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I hope my cousins have stopped growing. Please. Even the females are around 170 something (cos they all play basketball) Because I'm know the shortest one in the family already (among the cousins). So everytime we take family photo it's "SHORT ONES IN FRONT!" *Gets pushed* So this year I shall wear pumps that make me look taller. I practised walking in them already, so there shall be no (or at least not many) tripping and falling incidents&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My Ah Gong is senile (like the tuan yuan fan the ah gong). Last year he kept asking us " na le hong bao le ma?" He asked around 7 times. If we said 'no' we would have gotton $140 la. But seeing that we are nice and honest children we said 'yes' and got stuck with $20.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Life is going to be tinteresting tomorrow. Heehee XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Happy CNY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-5143041644457992686?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/5143041644457992686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=5143041644457992686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/5143041644457992686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/5143041644457992686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-early-chi-new-year-people-co-went.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-6130143118973939204</id><published>2009-01-15T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T19:37:32.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Life has been real hectic lately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;First up, CCA! Now instead of playing the cello for SYF, I have to play the Bass instead cos there is always one Bass because SOMEONE deserted us. Wanted to quit even though it was SYF year. Honestly, that is just bloody inconsiderateand irresponsible. If you join any CCA, you are a member and you are expected to do your part, not ditch us! Hmph. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Screw you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Secondly life in school is also quite a killer. Cos WE ARE SEC 4. Haizzz. No life one. I come back home everyday in the evening half-dead, try to do my homework half-dead, study for tests half-dead and I fall asleep half-dead and wake up half-dead. So the cycle continues. Gah. One more day, hongwen. One more day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then something really screwy happened. Like really really screwy that it needs a ten-tonne screwdriver [or maybe nerves of steel and a will(those that you make before you die)] to unscrew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Apparently they couldn't find my letter that told them that i would be missing school for the 1st week of the Bridging Programme, thus I have a chance of being accused of truancy. Stupid teachers for misplacing the letter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1 day = 3 demerits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5 day = 15 demerits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Whoohooo! No need to go sch le cos I shall be expelled. LOLs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hope they find my letter la. If I didn't go to school it should be because i don't want to, not because they kicked me out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;That was a big screw-up. There are smaller ones. *nodds*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And in 2nd place is....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Not the physics test. We had a surprise test during Chi that was counted and I forgot to hand it in until I realised that I still have it at the end of recess. ARGGHH. Which caused a panic attack that stepped and twisted all of my nerves as i tried to decide how to find and tell him. Most agonising hours of my life I tell you. Can write compo on it already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thank goodness it was resolved in the end. Long story ( aka short story but too embarrassing to say)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I still wish Mr Lee was our physics teacher ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I have a new com though! It's a real beauty. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My bro apparently writes better chi compos then I do. Oh the shame XDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-6130143118973939204?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/6130143118973939204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=6130143118973939204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/6130143118973939204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/6130143118973939204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-has-been-real-hectic-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-1170457347144577528</id><published>2009-01-01T12:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T13:18:01.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy New Year folks! Or at least try to make it one lol. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Another year has passed by so fast. But New Year's seem a bit ... compared to the feelings I felt during the CO concert. My bow was actually shaking, my teeth were chattering violently and my hands produced sweat like there was no tomorrow. Honestly. Even during SYF I wasn't this nervous. But there was something in common with SYF. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I DROPPED MY BOW. DGJHERIOHE8O  More like it slipped out of my hand when I was trying to flip the page. Cos of all the sweat and all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Most nerve-wrecking moment : Having to perform our sectional song. This wins hands down man. The bit at the middle was quite screwed, but looking at it positively, it could have a been a lot worse. Try playing in a quartet for the first time in your life in front of like 600 people (i think) and you know how I feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The rest of the songs were fine. Other than some unexpected stuff happening it was okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Overall the concert was, in Jeremie's words, "not bad." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Backstage was damn hectic. Especially before the concert cos we MISPLACED the bag containing our makeup and extra strings. Can anyone say "PANIC!" ? So we spent some time searching and all. Which pulled and tugged at my already all-too abused nerves. GAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Despite all thats happened, it was a good experience. Wouldn't mind doing it again. Only this time, with more cellos please. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was like a roller-coaster, with good times and bad. But when it's over, you want to ride it again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy New Year, to all of you! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-1170457347144577528?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/1170457347144577528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=1170457347144577528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1170457347144577528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1170457347144577528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-folks-or-at-least-try-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-7869916358470771701</id><published>2008-12-23T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:44:52.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The relief sectional teacher is damn slack leh. &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;He just keeps on digressing. Honestly. Kind of like Ms Chan really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And coming to school everyday for CO means eating chicken rice at 85 for lunch everyday. I think I can eat every dish the store has by the time this week is up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh and people of CO : Pls rmb to write your names on the clothes. Everyone is around the same size. A mix-up will be.... .... hrthtrjryrksiutjz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At least now I can play tong hua on the cello. XD A bit lame lah, but good stress relief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;As for today's afternoon prac, I'm just going to take it as a higher-than-normal stress level. Hopefully things will be better tmr. We really must make good use of the time we have left. Which is honestly not much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And somehow, the teachers' think that SYF is more important than the concert. Its true, but at least SYF doesn't humiliate you individually in front of people you know. GAH. Why do I get the feeling that my brain will be going on a vacation on that day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ON to lighter things AKA Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I would like : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CO's concert to be sold-out. Really. Its depressing to play to an empty hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;More hair bands. You know, the stuff that you tie your hair with? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Or are they hair ties? *confused*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Earrings! I have quite a pathetic number of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Somebody to fix the computer. Or get me a new one. I'm not picky XDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Next year to be better. With SYF and O-lvls and all....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;More stuff toys. There is always room for 1 more! Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To be able to eat all the desserts on the dining table and not get fat. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And having everyone happy, is of course, a must. XD Tis the season to be jolly afterall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh and this is my 150th post. Slow yes I know. Ah wells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-7869916358470771701?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/7869916358470771701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=7869916358470771701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/7869916358470771701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/7869916358470771701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-1610296805390404979</id><published>2008-12-20T14:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T14:26:00.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10 more days to CO concert. I'm getting sweaty palms just thinking bout it. I waasn't even this nervous during SYF, mainly because there were seniors and we only had to play 2 songs for people that we would most probrably never see again. CO concert however, is another story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On a lighter note, the SYF costume for next year is much nicer than the one last year. Actually,  even a black garbage bag would be nicer, so that's not saying much I guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My bro is officially coming to AHS. He is in 1K. Lucky them man, they don't need to go for the orientation camp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bro: You know Ms Cheong right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me: Oh her. Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bro: She looks like an evil old woman. Really. And Dr Boon looks like a psychotic ah ma. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hahahahaha XDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And he already met Mr Neo. What a small world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways Christmas is coming soon. Better not eat so much, if not cannot fit into the concert costume. I think I can wear it for CNY le, its so BRIGHT. But not that bad la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And is anyone doing holiday homework? Do tell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My braces are officially removed =) I had no idea that my teeth were actually that big lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh and my juniors and I were trapped on the 2nd floor of Sch. Firstly we were told to change into the SYF costumes for fitting, so of course the toilets were... crowded. So we went to the lower sec block ( the 2nd floor) to change. By the time we came out ( 5.35) the man already locked the stairs. At least still can go to the upper sec block, but fat load of good it did. We ended up stuck there anyway. I actually wanted to jump down one, cos its only the 2nd floor. But then in the end we still got out by waiting for Yujun to get the man to open the damn gate. Also wanted to jump out of the windows, but they only opened half-way at most. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lessons learnt : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Next time, just change in the storage room of the CO room. And get someone to keep watch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Carry your handphone with you always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Make a lot of noise in the toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The costume really conserves heat. ( Aka wear already very warm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And Valerie and Cindy (if you are reading this), better rmb to get your costumes from me orh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-1610296805390404979?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/1610296805390404979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=1610296805390404979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1610296805390404979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1610296805390404979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/12/10-more-days-to-co-concert.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-2196261485819930456</id><published>2008-11-30T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T21:03:16.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My family just absolutely loves hospitals. =.= First my Grandpa (parternal side one) got in cos of a bad fall, then he got out and then back in because of another bad fall. Now he's out and not very well, seeing that he can't go to the toilet and needs a shit-bag (my bro's words,not mine) which of course, as the name suggests, contains shit. Then my Grandma (the maternal side) got a minor stroke on the left side which of course, brings you to the hospital. Now she's recovering but unfortunately she's been acting like an immature spoilt kid. Life. How ironic. The latest additon to the hospital was my bro, who got in with appendicitis! Can you believe it? At first the doctor didn't think that it was appendicitis, but in the end it was. Make us all worry like siao. But now he's fine, seeing that he's been complaining bout the food my mum cooks and asking for burgers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;According to him, the hospital stay was damn sian. Cos the ppl in his ward are mostly those who got concussions and broken arms. So they were out the very next day lol. There was one guy who was playing maple on his laptop. He was hospitalised for tonsilitis (sp?) Just need to know that he WAS FINE, then i think he played too much maple and ended up in the ICU. =.= Have to hand it to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My bro lost 2.5 kg cos he didnt really eat for 5 DAYS. He was exclaimimg to the doctor "what? You mean my appendix is 2.5 kg?" Everyone burst out laughing. Now he is treated as the king lol, cos he got excuse le. But he's in hell as far as he is concerned. Cos he can only eat bread and porridge. I'll die if I was him la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So my family&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;really really has quite a lot of medical accidents. I think half of the members ended up in hospital once la(and not counting ages 0 to 5).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyways I should start on holiday homework. Thats what I keep telling myself anyway. I'm damn good at procrastinating. Haiizzzz. Life sucks when you add holiday homework into the equation. Tuition starts this week too. Sianzzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-2196261485819930456?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/2196261485819930456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=2196261485819930456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/2196261485819930456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/2196261485819930456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-family-just-absolutely-loves.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-947548578077885700</id><published>2008-11-21T18:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T19:00:24.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy birthday to me~! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank-you, to those to have wished me a happy brithday. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunnoe what else to post. Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those ppl in Chiang Rai: WELCOME BACK! Haha. I want my gift lol. You guys have plenty-a-lot of homework. XD (so do we actually)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-947548578077885700?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/947548578077885700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=947548578077885700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/947548578077885700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/947548578077885700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-to-me-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-473241942455594287</id><published>2008-11-18T22:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:39:32.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OH what do you know! An update! Hahaha. I've been feeling lazy lately, so even if I do have the time I don't update lol. Several things happened recently (as always). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;NEWSFLASH:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;14 ppl in our class have flown off to Chiang Rai already, hope they are enjoying themselves there, for we (the 3J ppl in spore) certainly are as we have been having parties everyday since they left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not that we were celebrating cos you guys left of course XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think I must have gained MORE weight since they left, due to the fact that I have been pigging out for a consecutive 4 days since they left. Not as much as Suan Ching though. Better exercise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CO's concert is looming nearer. At least our sectional song is more-or-less &lt;em&gt;gao ding&lt;/em&gt; le. Now I just have to confirm the members of my family that are going...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;RANDOM: the sec 4s are back! Okay its not really random but....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh and I do hate some of the songs we are playing. Like &lt;em&gt;feng&lt;/em&gt; and&lt;em&gt; Mista&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Cello/Basss section does not discriminate. We hate both songs equally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went on a tour of Singapore on Sat organised by the Bishan CC. Quite a waste of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Go and visit farms------hydroponics farm and mushroom farm. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And sit on the Spore flyer. Damn boring. My bro and cousins were playing Bakugan on the flyer, and they attracted a lot of attention from the young kids lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The good part was going to Lau Pa Sa for dinner. Finally something was right with the world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thus concludes the tour. =.= i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I got promoted to the next class in tennis! But I'm the worst one there so that's not saying much mah. Haiizzzz. My class is nearly all guys la can. I think all pri sch one, some of them also have sucky attitudes towards newcomers (me and another girl)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wait till I get better. I'll cream your face. You have no authority or bragging rights either. Ptfff.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Things I have learnt : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Want to attract attention? Simple! Just carry a cello on your back. Trust me, &lt;em&gt;I know&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Carrying the cello slows down your walking speed by a least a half. This makes chasing MRTs and buses &lt;em&gt;very difficult&lt;/em&gt; indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eating &lt;em&gt;lau po bing&lt;/em&gt; that has been left over in one's bag for a day is guaranteed to give you a stomachache. Ouch indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All these lessons have been experienced first-hand I tell you. Ouch. Ouch and ouch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have a dental appointment tmr morning. Better sleep soon lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Goodnight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-473241942455594287?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/473241942455594287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=473241942455594287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/473241942455594287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/473241942455594287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-what-do-you-know-update-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-1635713244106965510</id><published>2008-11-12T10:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T10:43:23.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Posting in com lab. Hahaha. Poor Mr Neo. Oh wells. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just had a party in class. XD At this rate, everybody will look like pigs la can. My chocolates are half gone already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Off again&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-1635713244106965510?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/1635713244106965510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=1635713244106965510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1635713244106965510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1635713244106965510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/11/posting-in-com-lab.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-8015698654325655592</id><published>2008-11-08T15:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T16:58:52.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finally its the weekend! No need to wake up bloody early. One more week of school left!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Several things happened in these few days. Now I am not going to camp already, cos apparently my family wants me to stay at home to be the maid. No, seriously. During Wed (where express students need not go to school) they were like slave drivers. "HongWen! Clean the floor!" "Hongwen, help me pao milo!" "Hongwen collect the laundry!" "Hongwen fold the clothes!" "Hongwen wash this and this and that...." You get the idea la. Now I have a whole new respect for my grandma. I will just die of boredom if i do this everyday. You only get excitement when you find some old dead bug underneath the sofa. &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So anyway, moving on. Nearly half of the class is going off to Chiang Rai for CIP. I also feel like going. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alvin and XinWei are the most Joker-ish people in 3J. And possibly the most stupidest 2 too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Power of zero? No. It was the degree sign. ROFL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Kiterunner sounds interesting. Looking forward to the rest of the movie on Mon. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saw pictures of the teacher's dinner. Got some candid shots la. But there were also some nid-scarring ones. Like the ones of DR BOON in a hot pink tube dress with black stokings and high heels. Very scary. Should have rated the picture R21. Ms Ng (the home ec teacher) also dressed like that(but in purple) but she looked so much nicer la. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And Mr Neo with pig ears! Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Got a life from Jac's aunt home. I like her car (its bright red). And her dog(a lovely Pomenarian puppy).  We nearly ran over NCC (the sec 2s) cos they were blocking the road. She was kind enough to treat me to apple strudle. =D Should eat it again sometime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went to the Science Centre on Fri for a course : DNA in Forensic Science! Very interesting. Shuting has the pictures. The spastic blackmail worthy pictures. At least I didnt spill the solution too badly unlike SOMEONE XDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Also saw a lot of NS men at the Sci Centre. Dunnoe what are they there for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bought hair highlights at Sci Centre! Hahaha. They work fine, I tried. Heehee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Temeriare series by Naomi Novik is good. =D Much better than Eragon in any case. No Mary-Sues!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the pics still refuse to work. Why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-8015698654325655592?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/8015698654325655592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=8015698654325655592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/8015698654325655592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/8015698654325655592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/11/finally-its-weekend-no-need-to-wake-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-3853033494672166752</id><published>2008-11-03T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:38:57.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gah there's something wrong with the posting of the pics. It keeps on saying that there is a prob with the internet connection. Anyone has any ideas how to solve it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and I got selected for some music day-camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pros: Getting to meet others, able to improve skills&lt;br /&gt;Cons: Having to lug my cello EVERYDAY for 5 days from home to and fro to DUNMAN HIGH.&lt;br /&gt;           Most likely I'll be the worst one there(terms of skill lvl). &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;           Missing ANOTHER 1 WEEK of school. TLY and Ms Chan are as happy as vengeful ghosts.&lt;br /&gt;           Not being able to catch up on schoolwork AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did I get selected again? fkgnbohnEu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind. I shall make the best out of it and PIA until i catch up with the rest. Then can slack liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher is asking if anyone wants to buy a $700 cello. Donations anyone? *hinthint* XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna die for AMaths. At least now I have a new teddy bear to torture -ahem- play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-3853033494672166752?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/3853033494672166752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=3853033494672166752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/3853033494672166752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/3853033494672166752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/11/gah-theres-something-wrong-with-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-6722819828741019146</id><published>2008-11-01T18:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T20:48:56.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finally I'm back from Korea. Haha. It was a seriously fun and educational trip. Korea totally pwns China by 10000x. Learnt some things about the Koreans when we were there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Fun Facts(not really): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;#1 Women's status in Korea is really low. Its mainly a male dominated society. Main life goal of Korean women is to find a husband and start a family. Their status in the family is even lower than those of young kids. Jeez. And when a woman gets married, they still have to give items to the male family of her husband's choice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;#2 Apparently Koreans also put a lot of importance in looks. On a scale of 1 to 10, Looks=10, Food(whether your tummy is full) = 1. No wonder they eat kimchi and plain rice for every meal. Any money they have is spent on clothes and cosmetics. And Koreans are actually quite poor. Thus the kimchi and rice. But I'm digressing. Did you know that most Koreans go for plastic surgery regardless of gender? Thats why when you walk on the streets, everyone looks the same. Parents give their children money for plastic surgery when they come of age as a gift, so if you want to know how a person really looked like, you have to see her before she turns 18. Superficial much? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;#3 Koreans eat very little meat. Apparently they can count on one hand the number of times that they ate meat. They instead eat Ginseng. Korea is famous for their ginseng after all. No wonder they are so healthy(or malnutritioned, I can't decide).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Its really really really cold in Korea. Highest temp- 15'C Lowest temp- 5'C Nearly froze our asses off on the first day cos we underestimated the weather and the chilly, chilly wind. *Brrr* No snow though, but it was cold enough for you to blow out smoke =D So we all ran to a clothing store on the very first day to buy gloves and hats. Uncle even bought a new coat lol. The cold woke us all even though we were damn tired cos midnight flight = NO SLEEP. Went to see the palaces of Korea. Quite cool, although not as elegant? as the ones in China. Also went to their musuem. Pity no pictures were allowed inside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263650465225851490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eCAqPORURww/SQw-NcmbQmI/AAAAAAAAAA0/1ih-kHG2y-E/s320/Blog+pics-+Korea+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Airport in Seoul. Thank goodness for English on the signs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263651944629640962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eCAqPORURww/SQw_jjzxnwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/TvVwqjIjkUI/s320/Blog+pics-+Korea+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My cousin on the bench haha. No sleep on midnight flights after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263654691173856242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eCAqPORURww/SQxCDbe8c_I/AAAAAAAAABE/n4ByH_WR1FI/s320/Blog+pics-+Korea+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Palace in Korea. Got sneaked went i was complaining about the weather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263657163963239026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eCAqPORURww/SQxETXV4CnI/AAAAAAAAABM/9co5KlTGPAM/s320/Blog+pics-+Korea+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Veg for lunch! I think I must have eaten more veg on this holiday than in the 3 years in AHS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The best part was going to Everland, Korea's biggest theme park. That was damn cool lah. =DDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263663193317904338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eCAqPORURww/SQxJyUcDD9I/AAAAAAAAABU/s6Ht749w-ec/s320/Blog+pics-+Korea+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They were celebrating halloweeen there. =D Damn cool. Will continue the post later. Apparently the com needs a break. Uploading pics does suck after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-6722819828741019146?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/6722819828741019146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=6722819828741019146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/6722819828741019146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/6722819828741019146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/11/finally-im-back-from-korea.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eCAqPORURww/SQw-NcmbQmI/AAAAAAAAAA0/1ih-kHG2y-E/s72-c/Blog+pics-+Korea+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495207066792127354.post-7601272905033995968</id><published>2008-10-18T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T22:13:28.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Time passes very very very slowly after the exams. So in short I shall summarise things that happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Grandma had a minor stroke at the left side of her brain. Most likely it's because of the economic crisis and the share prices dropping. She had an arguement with Grandpa whether to sell them or not. Maybe I had a part to play in it about disagreeing to chuck out some things in the house... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But now she is fine. Thank goodness for any God out there =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now she needs help walking, but she is going to recover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Next : Apparently now mahjong is banned. So are playing cards. And anyone caught playing gets 3 FREAKING DEMERITS. Pttfff. Like we care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Got back our results le. I'm basically happy with the results, but come on! For once, why can't I get a A2 for Eng? Missed it by a freaking 1 mark. Haiizzzz. Same with Physics. Got an A2 despite losing half my brain cells to that paper. GAH. At least still single digit L1R5. Although not as IMBA as Jose's one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;CO is officially having a concert at the end-of-the-year. Tickets cost $10. Do support! Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Before going for the  graduation ceremony, I managed to successfully cause a chain reaction by toppling over a chair which then hit the stand and knocked over my juniors' file. Just because I pulled the bag too hard. OOPS. The whole CO went "oohhh" Wah. Took the bag and fled from the scene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Grad ceremony for Sec 4s was mind-numbing. So like any normal human beings, we started talking. So our class and 3F got crowned the Most Noisy Classes, and our first tasks as winners of the title were to stay back and stack up all the chairs. Then we had to arrange the tables for the Sec 4s O-lvls. Which meant UNSTACKING all the green chairs. Grrr. Cheryl got the job as sweeper lol. And there was a lot of litter mind you. Apparently students AND parents have no consideration. Pttfff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Something good came out of this though, we got 1 CIP hour! And a free dinner (leftovers from refreshments. Pris was not amused)  But the bee hoon was quite nice la, especially the chilli.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hitched a ride back with Pris' Dad. They were going to a buffet (grandma's birthday). *Looks on enviously* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yep thats all~ Now I need to work on Cindy's revision schedule.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Byebyes~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-7601272905033995968?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/7601272905033995968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=7601272905033995968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/7601272905033995968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/7601272905033995968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/10/time-passes-very-very-very-slowly-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-5878609657670318828</id><published>2008-10-11T15:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T16:03:07.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wahahhaha exams are OVER lol. Yesterday was a waste of time. A good waste of time. After all, sleep is a very important part of a person's life. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So far the papers were .... goodokaybaddownrighthorrendous. But who cares?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Maybe I might not be in school by the time they give back the papers. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now our family is officially cutting costs. So that means we cannot use a lot of electricity. So that meansy bro and I will have to ration our time on the TV, computer and PSP, cos apparently the combined prowess of me and my bro were too much for the psp to take and it needed recharging after a day. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;No buying of books liao. Go library to borrow instead. Does anyone have A Walk to Remember by Nicholas Sparks? I'm thinking of reading tragic romance novels instead of happy-ever-afters. Must have tissues on standby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The weather is getting gloomy too. Dang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-Back to waiting for the PSP to charge-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-5878609657670318828?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/5878609657670318828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=5878609657670318828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/5878609657670318828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/5878609657670318828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/10/wahahhaha-exams-are-over-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-510994473973094376</id><published>2008-09-19T16:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T16:37:49.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm disappointed. And sad =( Mostly because I didnt write the &lt;em&gt;建议&lt;/em&gt; part of my&lt;em&gt; 报章报道. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Zai right? I guess I'm better at screwing up compo papers than I though. So my content mark will be low, my language mark is low... FAIL lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hongwen ah hongwen, you really have to buck up your studies le. Stop using the bloody com for one hour and actually revise your work can?  If not maybe the school won't let me go for my holiday trip to Korea le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So thats it, I have to start planning a revision schedule and STICK TO IT. And make sure I won't be so blur to forget stuff next time. Cos you can't explain to the people in Cambridge who mark your paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;At least my grandparents weren't that bad la. They were like... " what are we going to do with you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thats what I would like to know too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandfather is good at answering my grandmum's fashion enquires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma : 这件衣服好看吗？&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa :  如果你喜欢穿就是好看的咯。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;XDDD No wonder they can stay married for so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Another way of giving your opinion or helping someone to make up their mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Janice: Should I use the ballpoint pen or the felt tip one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Serene: The ballpoint one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Janice: But-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Serene: You asked for my opinion, so just accept it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hahahaha. Now I feel better seeing that there is something to laugh about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So Hongwen. Remember to REVISE YOUR WORK. And stop being a LAZYASS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh and my brother grew taller. He actually called me when I was revising compo and told me that he apparently grew 4cm in the past month. KGJREYJE-JJAHETJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;LIFE. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;is bad in a good way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-510994473973094376?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/510994473973094376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=510994473973094376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/510994473973094376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/510994473973094376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-disappointed.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-537615266273958724</id><published>2008-09-16T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:22:32.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wow I haven't really updated in a loooonnnnngggg time. So far nothing much happened except all the disasterous SPAs, failing my Gong Han and doing badly for Chi test. Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So first up Bio SPA. I lucky lucky (or suay suay) get the seat next to the fire extinguisher. Which meant that the area was VERY CRAMPED. And also cannot cheat lols. So nothing really bad happened. The peanut nearly fell of the tweezers while it was burning , thank goodness it didn't. There I was going " Hurry and burn damn it you're gonna slip off soon" while it continued burning and burning and burning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then Chem SPA. I think it is the most disastrous of the lot. My burette leaked, I took out the pipette filler without the conical flask underneath so the alkaline spiled everywhere. Then when I tried to stop the burette from leaking by adjusting the pin, it ended up squirting the acid on my papers and my calculator. Wah sian. The rag was used to clean all my spills and it turned PINK la can. Then when I wanted to take the reading it still kept dripping dripping dripping like a spoilt tap... Then my paper got wet again because I was conveniently near the sink. Cheers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Phys SPA was the most peaceful. No need to wear goggles, there's fan, it's quiet... Only pins haha. But I forgot how to spell anomalous. SFJHGEIOAH. Dang. If I drop to L1 because of this arh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today Ms Chan introduced one of her ex-students to us : Mr Kong! Turns out Ms Chan hasn't changed that much in 10 years, her idioms are still the same. Only now more high-tech. Use computer. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh and I finished Twilight! In 3 hours haha. Now I want to read the next one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changing seats in 5 days! (Sat and Sun dun count =D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-537615266273958724?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/537615266273958724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=537615266273958724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/537615266273958724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/537615266273958724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/09/wow-i-havent-really-updated-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-2016313439279690583</id><published>2008-08-29T18:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T20:38:58.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy Teacher's Day! The speech was boring (not the eng one the chi one), but concert band was good. =D Saw the teachers waving their roses at the back. 4C's performance was &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;SPLENDID&lt;/span&gt;. No sarcasm here. Pity our sch sound system spoilt bits of it. Games were -.-.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But the highlight of what happened was afterward. You see my wallet was&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; missing&lt;/span&gt;. So therefore = no $$ no EZlink. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NO EZ LINK&lt;/span&gt;. So had to go make another one in Pasir Ris. (thank goodness i didnt go to buena vista) Qi Jing told me that need to go report to police station, then get a photo to make new one. So thats what I did. I went to the police station (took the bus so used change instead)  only to be told by the police officer that missing Ezlink cards &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DO NOT NEED TO BE REPORTED TO THE POLICE. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So as I had no change, I had to walk all the way back to White Sands &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;in the rain&lt;/span&gt;. Thank goodness for the umbrella. However part of it &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;spoilt&lt;/span&gt; at the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then I found the freaking ID photo taking machine but it needed $6 that I obviously didn't have. So I had to wait for my Grandpa to come. He &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;doubted the machine&lt;/span&gt; and thus lead me through White Sands to look for a store that provided this sort of service. Bumped into &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;NCC &lt;/span&gt;instead. So of course there wasnt such a store so we walked outside again to take the freakin photo. Looked ridiculous since I walked like a good knows how long distance without stopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Next thing : Finding the place to make the new EzLink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Asked for directions and the answer I got from a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;rude officer&lt;/span&gt; was "the right of the interchange!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So we walked there but we still could not find it. Then we walked back again to find a different officer who gave us the same directions. Finally I saw the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SIGNBOARD&lt;/span&gt; above me that showed the way. When I reached there, turns out I needed my birth cert to make the card. And I also needed to report the loss not to the police, but to some no. the person there gave me. Next week have to go get a refund. Also need to cancel the library use of the card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Man. Its so difficult to replace one freaking card. SFJLGRH;JTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And i think I have a fever. Being caught in the rain and all. *sneezes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-2016313439279690583?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/2016313439279690583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=2016313439279690583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/2016313439279690583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/2016313439279690583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-teachers-day-speech-was-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-25759272532371643</id><published>2008-08-22T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T23:28:43.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh yeah man finally SUCESSFULLY downloaded MSN into my parents computer! Now all I need to do is try to dl it into my GRANDPARENTS computer which laggs like hell literally. You can turn on the com, then go to the toilet to do business, then wash your hands and get a cup of water before sitting down and the computer would still not finish SETTING UP. So yeah, I should enjoy using MSN for as long as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So yeah 3J has now changed seats again, but then there is not much difference to me. Cos the people around me are mostly the same one. Lessons are getting better now (by a little bit) cos Mr LEE IS BACK! Just in time for the physics test. So I dun think i did that badly la. Maybe its because I absorbed some of the "Physics Knowledge" that was floating around the area. Although my Amaths test is a complete opposite, I could only do 1 qns and I crapped through the other 2. Have to thank 4C for singing halfway through the paper. People might find it irritating but I thought it helped me to reduce stress. But then when I finally "相同了"then "time's up pens down" le. Oh wells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then today we had The Chem Test. Ms Chan has Lost Her Voice! So I propose for teacher's day we get her that irritating thing that she uses to get our attention. Or a bonus-packet of Strepsils. But back to the test. It was challenging la. No good time management. Oh wells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then there was CO. Turns out i was the last person to hand up the freaking SEL rubrics. GAH. I must be the worst SL ever man. The slackest one lol. Then just fell asleep during prac. Bet half of CO must have noticed. Must have been the lack of glucose cause I didnt eat lunch. Then saw the St-John and NCC games. Quite amusing la. XD The leaders were slacking there while the group does the activities coughweiencough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So yeah thats all that happened in school ba. All I do now is slack at home lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Funny scene in sch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yohana: Hey XinWei do you still have my Chi notes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;XinWei: Oh yeah! *takes out a paper ball and throws it at yohana* There~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yohana: &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It was funnier if you were there in person XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tata~ Off to watch TV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-25759272532371643?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/25759272532371643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=25759272532371643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/25759272532371643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/25759272532371643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-yeah-man-finally-sucessfully.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-8597150289981714442</id><published>2008-08-17T12:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T12:31:15.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Man I'm starting to dread next week. The amount of tests are fjgerklherhe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And all the subjects that I'm weak at are getting tested ON THE SAME WEEK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What is this? KARMA?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh and my bro fell sick again. Before the week of prelims. Damn suay. Told him not to eat my chips and biscuits he dun listen. See la. In the end I ended up looking after him with the maid (who was a very amusing assistant) cos my parents went for a meeting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The first 2 thermometers that we wanted to use to take temp were spoilt lol. So i was trying to do squeeze some life into one of the thermometers (meaning press the small 'on' button) the maid brought the entire lot of thermometers for him to use. (Note : there were 10 of them)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My bro was laughing damn hard la even though he was sick. Which also made me laugh and NEARLY drop the thermometer. Cos my hands were shaking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jani (maid) : All this can use? *holds up all 10 thermometers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me and bro : 0.o Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then we also needed to give him medicine. I found one entire plastic bag of fever medicine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Joy to the world. Had to ask my mum over the phone which one to give to him cos he didnt bring his medicine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then he was like "You sure this is the correct one or not ah?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me says " Err... not sure leh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Him : *GAWPS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But he still took the medicine anyway. Then I spent some time wetting the towels he needed until my parents came back. Oh wells. More entertaining then studying &lt;em&gt;ting xie&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Better go and study for all the rgjerklhek tests. GAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-8597150289981714442?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/8597150289981714442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=8597150289981714442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/8597150289981714442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/8597150289981714442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/08/man-im-starting-to-dread-next-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-1569194569370204683</id><published>2008-08-09T16:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T16:37:18.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAPPY 43rd BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE! (Thanks to you, most shops are having discounts of 43%. Imagine if Singapore reaches 100 years old.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I am now typing this post from my mum's office. I love the com man. Totally not laggy. Can you believe my mother has to go back to work on NATIONAL DAY?! She says its because they have to think up an idea and make the thing by Fri. Good luck to them. (I got a feeling their gonna need it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yesterday was the school's NATIONAL DAY CELEBRATION. 3J must be the class with the least number of ppl. Can squeeze all of us on 4 benches only. And the sec 4s that were sitting in front of us were very enthusiastic. Pity they were not as considerate as they are enthusiastic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I mean, come on! You all stand up in front of us what are we supposed to see? Your backs and butts? &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Kallang wave was an epic failure lol. But this year's celebration was better than last year's one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I like the sing-along with the choir. Haha. Then Pris was like " I can't read the damn words!" When we were singing the song Xin Lian Xin. (Dang this com can't type chinese). Then Kelly-Anne tried to prevent it from happening again by teaching Pris how to sing the first line of Jia. LOL XDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The parade was really good(as in freaking great =D) I guess all the hard work the UGs and Band put in must have paid off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then after the celebration Jac, Pris and I were supposed to go and eat Teppanyaki. Then Hosy called me and said that she, Shuting, MeiXuan and SiHui were coming along too. They said that they were waiting for us downstairs already so we should HURRY UP AND GO DOWN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;However Pris was having too much fun kicking around a dirty netball to want to go so soon, so we ended up causing our GOOD friends to wait in the hot sun for quite a while. &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then Shuting said that she could not go cos her mum is treating her Mac. SiHui said she could not do cos not enough $$$. MeiXuan actually wanted to go but seeing that the other 2 were not coming along she stayed. Thanks =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then Pris, who suggested we all go and eay Teppanyaki in the first place, ended up Pang-sehing us to go play soccer with her bro's friends. Thanks la. &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So in the end only for 4 of us so we went to the food court in CS cos it was more economical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And becos we are POOR ppl, it got quite sad when we walked around TM and found out we couldn't buy anything even though most of the stuff was on sale. Haiizzz. Must save $$$$$$.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then I went home at around 1 and took a 3-hour long nap. Woke up and around 5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wasted my time till 8 where all whole family watched the Beijing Olympics opening ceremony. =D It was awesome. Does that mean that Singapore will have to do sth like that for the Youth Olympics? If thats the case good luck to Mr PM Lee. Sadly our NDP, although great, simply cannot compare with China's opening ceremony. Haiizzz. Disadvantages of being a small country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Too lazy to type any more le... Tataz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-1569194569370204683?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/1569194569370204683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=1569194569370204683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1569194569370204683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1569194569370204683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-43rd-birthday-singapore-thanks-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-7390106837171992015</id><published>2008-08-02T14:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T15:24:27.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Woots&lt;/span&gt;~! The 2.4 km run is OVER people (until next year)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I improved by 50 positions. Yeah! My position was 154, which was much better than the previous year (204). Pris still say she cannot run, but she got position no. 39! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wah&lt;/span&gt; imagine if she could run &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LOLs&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jac&lt;/span&gt; too managed to overtake good-noes-how-many-people and get position no. 89. Next year I'll aim for top 100. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saw a few interesting things (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;) when the other groups were running. Like Mr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Yeow&lt;/span&gt; pretending to be a student of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;AHS&lt;/span&gt; and running in the school's PE attire. Funny scene. And of course Dr Boon joined in in her pink glory. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Jac&lt;/span&gt; went home and Pris went off with the 2E &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt;. So I waited for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Shuting&lt;/span&gt; and the rest to finish filming the teachers picking garbage (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;dr&lt;/span&gt; boon included) for their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;CIP&lt;/span&gt;. I got a feeling that the video is going to be interesting man. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt; (cos you-know-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;whos&lt;/span&gt; are shooting it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then we went to Mac and waited for free seats &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. Finally managed to get something to eat. Turns out PEPPER + &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;HASHBROWN&lt;/span&gt; = GOOD ! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Dunnoe&lt;/span&gt; about the curry + hotcake combination that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;shuting&lt;/span&gt; tried though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Shuting&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;MeiXuan&lt;/span&gt;, Charlene, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;SiHui&lt;/span&gt; and I wanted to rent bikes, but because we are not rich (freaking poor more like it) so we decided to be more economic by just sitting on the rock that overlooks the sea. Saw a dead &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;cockroach&lt;/span&gt; there though. Which attracted flies. EVACUATE (duh).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah then took a bus back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Shao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Nian&lt;/span&gt; Wen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Zhai&lt;/span&gt; TEST on Mon! (sadists) Better go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;choing&lt;/span&gt; the book. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;MeiXuan&lt;/span&gt; read half of it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt;. Must not lose to her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Going for a concert later with the section and friends =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tennis on Sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; =&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;DDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Tata&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-7390106837171992015?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/7390106837171992015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=7390106837171992015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/7390106837171992015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/7390106837171992015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/08/woots-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-8883397455831298322</id><published>2008-08-01T19:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T21:16:10.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quite a lot of things happened yesterday and today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THURSDAY :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hui Lu was on the night flight back to Singapore, and so we wanted to welcome her back (and skip first period the next day) . Not to mention it could have been a great class outing, you know, where we all go for dinner at the airport and bond( by talking crap) while waiting for her plane to land, then when she comes we all smile and cheer (and talk somemore).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chen Ze Hou said that there will be a lot of reporters and all... So we have to give a grand welcome. Talk about last min notice. Like hours beforehand.  Hmm, so how many reporters are there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Actually I wanted to go, but my tuition teacher changed the timing last min ( GRRRR)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Out of all the times la can. Want to fetch ppl then change. So as the timing was UNFORTUNATE, I could'nt go. Jac said it was no big loss, but then... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's more fun when you hang out with friends isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nevermind. Things happen anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I found out that I really really suck at Emaths. Can fail the test le. Really. I looked at the answers of the rest and all were different. T.T *sniffs* At least I'll have MeiXuan and ShuTing's company in Emath remedial. Thanks la Mr Neo. ( Hopefully you don't teach the remedial class I go to)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FRIDAY :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Only 13 people turned up at first in the morning (out of all the numbers). So for Zao Cao dun even need 2 lines lor. One can already. And then the class was quite quiet.  Chem was fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm selling my bro to get a grand prix ticket! No la jkjk. Or am I...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not the only one who ones to sell their siblings. HanYang and Alvin wanted to sell their sisters. So there. Pris brother is probably the only good one that listens. Or maybe because Pris would clobber him if he didn't listen. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then more and more and more people came... 3J is thus mostly complete. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;More and more lessons....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CCA! Another highlight of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Practiced 赛马(Racing Horse) and 草原两姐妹 (Weird song). The cello parts were okay la... so much easier than 风, the song of hell i tell you. My fingers will choose to drop off than to continue playing it. Yet we still have to play that for concert.  So hell awaits!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We had the bonding games today which were actually station games. At first I was like " I want to go home!" but then in the end, i'm glad i stayed. It was oddly fun. Especially Charades. Now I know more people in CO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thank you Team A for being so wonderfully sporting. Because of you all, we won first place!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha, thus winning gummy bears, Mamey (which my bro will CONFIRM eat if he finds it) and OREOS. We should have more games. Really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I got a bit high after the games. Cindy and I were talking with the Sec 1s bout the 2.4 run. Cindy and I (mostly Cindy) were teaching the Sec 1s how to cheat lor. Tell them to cut through the chalets, but if they get lost not our fault orh. Cause this method has never been tested. XD Really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh and Cindy, do try not to fall sick can? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-8883397455831298322?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/8883397455831298322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=8883397455831298322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/8883397455831298322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/8883397455831298322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/08/quite-lot-of-things-happened-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-3562226932223934139</id><published>2008-07-30T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T19:48:16.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today was quite slack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We had photo-taking today. Actually quite fun =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm probably tall because of my shoes and my hair. Especially my hair. It sticks out like rose bush (without the roses) that no one has trimmed in a long long time. Oddly so, I didn't really care. Its like its easier to smile this time for photo taking ( even though the smile was spastic). As least I made sure that i didn't have anything stuck in my teeth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mr Hamdan was wearing a black shrt with a black tie, so i didnt really stand out. We suggested that he switched ties with Mr Lee ( tie was a gold/silvery colour)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mr Hamdan : (lifts up Mr Lee's tie and takes a look)  That tie is gay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3J : *Gasp and laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mr Hamdan has a good sense of humour la. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then next interesting that happenned was during Assembly. The school managed to get a Christian band from the PACIFIC ISLANDS to play for us. Damn cool =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They don't sing but their dancing is good. Turns out people there are very passionate and tend to express their feelings through song and dance. Musicals can really happen there. Like impromptu. All they have to do is start playing a tune and people start to sing along. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh and Dr Boon got a PECK ON THE CHEEK from one of the performers. She was blushing. Scandal! Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dr Boon : You want to know what was the conversation? (doesn't wait for reply) He said that over there, people display intimacy by touching noses. He asked me if I wanted one. I said yes, but not in front of you guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am at a lost of words. Really. Her words more than freak me out la. If they do that in front of the school I bet many ppl will be like : O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2.4 km run is on this Sat! Getting a ride in Pris' Dad's car. Her father is fetching four other people lol. Can open chauffering business. They say if no space I end up sitting in the boot. Walao thanks la. X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm gonna learn tennis! Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Byebye~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-3562226932223934139?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/3562226932223934139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=3562226932223934139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/3562226932223934139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/3562226932223934139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-was-quite-slack.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-4690409887225673031</id><published>2008-07-27T11:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T12:06:05.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The lessons have been quite... HAIIZZZZ lately. Even History, cause all we are doing are SBQ questions. Did character description for Eng. When did TLY say the test was again? My memory is very very very bad, like a sieve. Stuff goes in for a moment then drops out bit by bit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;CO prac is gonna increase like siao after the exams, mainly because we got an end of year concert to prepare for. And Cindy is going to MISS THE CONCERT. Excuse me while I figure out a way to bomb the airport so that she would not be able to escape. Our section only has 4 cellos la can, you still leave... GAH. And Eunice is gonna get into trouble if she does not show up for prac soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Next thing is... CHIANG MAI! I signed up for it, but who knows whether I'll get selected or not. Leave it to heaven to decide. Although it was quite tempting to NOT go to Chiang Mai and go to Korea instead for a holiday, but I do need the CIP hours. Darn. Thats the opportunity cost right? My parents think I'm gonna die when I go there. Hello? A little faith in me would'nt hurt. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh and I want to find a tennis coach, preferbly in a class. Because it's cheaper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And I lost Ms Chan's chem wks. Joy to the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-4690409887225673031?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/4690409887225673031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=4690409887225673031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/4690409887225673031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/4690409887225673031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/07/lessons-have-been-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-4188498366573993864</id><published>2008-07-18T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T21:27:17.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;CO went for the NYCO concert rehearsal today, and all I can say is... "wow". Really. People who say that girls are weaker physically and thus cannot do things as well as guys should see that concert. They even have a cello section solo! The song they played was Libertango.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Can listen to it here, it is very very good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RUAPf_ccobc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RUAPf_ccobc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Only thing was that it was only the cello and bass. No other sections.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The other sections were also very spectacular. I bet they didnt give their all yet as it was only a rehearsal&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In this concert, I can already see a sheer difference in skill between us and them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And all I have to say is this : CO is not ready to hold its own concert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You saw it right. AHSCO does not have the ability to pull it off. Unless some miracle happens that makes everyone pull up their very low socks, it will be better if they just cancelled it. Really. If you can't put on a good show, don't even bother to host one. Thats all I'm saying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And how many of the Sec 1s were not really listening? Saw quite a lot. That pisses me off man. They have no sense of urgency, and we only got how long till our concert? At the rate things are going, we might not even have one. Hmph. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So please CO, can you guys just put in a LITTLE MORE EFFORT? It wouldnt kill you to practise your instruments for half and hour at home ( i meant those easy to carry ones, those big ones are just...suay la). It goes a long way, Even if you just bow open strings it helps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We only have 5 more months to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll never shine if you don't grow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-4188498366573993864?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/4188498366573993864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=4188498366573993864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/4188498366573993864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/4188498366573993864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/07/co-went-for-nyco-concert-rehearsal.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-2038090326888087686</id><published>2008-07-15T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T22:29:49.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How long has it been since I updated? Very long. Can't rmb much about last week and this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last week : Only Fri was interesting cause Jac and Pris and I went to the SUPREME COURT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;That place was bloody cool. Took a lot of pictures that I would PROBRABLY put on the blog (if nth goes wrong anyway) Oh and Eunice got caught on the security camera for taking photos with her handphone. Haizzz, so we had to wait till they sorted that out. But really, what is so secret about that place? We only seen the lobby and the toilet and the noticeboards. -,-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sirangoon and Tampenis. Really. Those were the spellings of those places in the past. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then we saw the holding cells, saw the secret path that the accused goes through...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Our guide was some guy in KHAKI SHORTS. Can you imagine the shock when we saw him when the "trapdoor" opened? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We saw the old courtroom. Pity there were no cases held there. =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So we got a chance to stand at the witness stand, sit in the jury box, even be those "secretaries", Everything but the judge. Pity la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So will most probrably post the pics. One tells a thousand words mah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This week :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mon :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Had CO. Lao Shi came back after a longlonglong time. It is actually a good thing. We broke 3 strings altogether when she was not here haha. So just prac and prac and laugh (thanks to Cindy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Also supposed to change seats, but nobody wanted to move... Haizzz. Is there a less radical way to bond the class?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tues aka TODAY : FLUNKED my AMaths test. 100% certainty.  Remedial, here I come! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Shuting and MeiXuan scammed me by saying they heard Ms Chan said that I  got only 15 marks for her Chem test. Scare me sia. Before Maths test some more. So yeah, I was bloody worried. This sort of thing not nice to fool kay? &gt;.&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ah but there is KARMA. Shuting and MeiXuan ended up making fools of themselves during recess ( Shuting more than MeiXuan) Bloody funny XD Sit next to them cannot eat anything for fear of choking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh and MeiXuan is AFRAID of BRACES. Hahaha (especially those with food, not mine orh, I got clean one).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;How did the HCL ppl do for their listening compre? I'll be taking mine next year haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-2038090326888087686?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/2038090326888087686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=2038090326888087686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/2038090326888087686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/2038090326888087686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-long-has-it-been-since-i-updated.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-1889591586371506328</id><published>2008-07-01T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T22:34:39.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh look! An update! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So yeah, basically survived the first official school week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;AndIthinkImighthavelostmySSnotes. Imsodead. Likereally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Remember Hi-5? There was this weird creature hiding in the cupboards that keeps taking things. I got a feeling that I have one in my house. I tend to lose things that appear a year later. Of course I won't need to use them. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like those rubber bands for the braces. Don't know how Im going to tell the dentist. He won't give me the "eye" but the nurse outside definitely will. She freaks me out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So far Mr Neo tried to make his lessons more intersting by breaking us into groups. Fortunately he abolished this rule. Not that my group is bad or anything... I just have nothing to say. So yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We're learning how to write newsletters for English. Jac and mine (it was pair work) got the highest mark. Whack Them Hotel! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now we have to do another one.  We wanted the title to be Chang Mai : Where dinosaurs still roam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And other titles. For more fun titles, please consult Jac =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SS we learnt bout the Tamil Tigers! Now Shuting wants to set up her own terrorist group called the "Chinese Dragons" Haha ( Cos the lions are not... MAJESTIC enough)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sci Chronicles on Fri! Buffet buffet....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;AMaths Binomial Theorem SUCK. Really. It has to be the worst subject in the entire book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;At least Linear Law not so bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh and today I found out that MeiXuan and JunYao want to be psychologists. It sure is a popular occupation. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh and phys lab was boring. Only activity I did was try to shift the board again and again and again till the speed was 15m/s. Haizzz. Me and Chim technology DO NOT MIX.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh and my cello might be spoilt. Hope it can be repaired, I dun wan to change a cello so late. CO is having end of year concert so yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh and Cindy appllied for and exchange programme in China by Hwa Chong. If she dare go (and miss the concert) I will personally fly to China and bring her back and skin her alive for even going. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have been using too many Oh's. Be honoured MeiXuan, Im using your surname leh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pris didn't come to sch today cos she got stomach ache and muscle cramps and apparently no energy. However she can still have enough energy to play SF -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Haizz... Hope my stuff turns up somewhere... I should have written there was a wormhole in my house for Sci Chronicles =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-1889591586371506328?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/1889591586371506328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=1889591586371506328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1889591586371506328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1889591586371506328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-look-update-d-so-yeah-basically.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-6267353256941874368</id><published>2008-06-22T18:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T19:08:24.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;School is officialy opening in less than 12 hours. Oh darn. Where has my holiday gone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Practically non-existent I say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I need help in AMaths. Desperate here. Do we need to hand in all the written work on Mon? I can only guess the answers for the test questions on HeyMath, so I can't really do the working. I mean, you can't put your working as "I had a gut feeling that this is the answer" right?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;There is a certain English Vocab Test that could be held on Mon. And I didn't bring my book back. Thank goodness Jac typed it on her blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh yeah, we were supposed to watc the movie "Get Smart" together with Sya and Ziyad (i think)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the end it was cancelled cause Jac said her father gave her a lcture. About what, I have no idea though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;To think I agreed to go to my parents meeting for it! Gah. Call it an exchange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Our parents are Buddhists, and apparently there are different types of Buddhists. What a headache. They are the ones in SSA, with my uncles and aunts. Quite high up one. Then they have their meeting whie I was doing my homework in the corner. Then the people were whispering" Is that her daughter?" Try harder to whiper next time, I can still hear you, you know. From their reactions you'd think they never saw a young person in their life (which could be true, they were quite a bunch of oldies).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And I've learnt that my father's chinese needs work. I hardly needed to hear what my parents were saying, cause I already know what they were going to say. Perks of being their kid. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then after the meeting (which was at 9.30) they talked to the others, and it was around 10 when we finally left. I was damn bored la, trying to do AMaths. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I feel 'deflated' in a way when I think about school starting tomorrow. OFFICIALLY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh and A*STAR is FUN =D Made gel and learnt about solar cells. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;They use really CHIM words. Cannot understand what they were saying half the time haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Got a look around NUS ( a bit) and tasted their food. Not bad la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh and I love their lab coats. ^_^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Although I wished that &lt;em&gt;somebody &lt;/em&gt;would just roll of the slope and not come back. Bloody irritating, that fellow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh and there is an award ceremony on Fri for the Science Chronicles winners. Congrats to all who made it! There are four from our school. We get a certificate, a memento and a BUFFET.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Guess which one I'm more excited about. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-6267353256941874368?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/6267353256941874368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=6267353256941874368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/6267353256941874368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/6267353256941874368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/06/school-is-officialy-opening-in-less.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-3745424457769460977</id><published>2008-06-12T21:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T22:02:46.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY PHONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My phone got stolen. Or maybe I dropped it somewhere. My memory is blank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So yeah. Don't bother to contact me till Sat where I'll be going to Singtel to get the cheapest phone available.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I miss my handphone already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;May the person who stole it have eye cramps from the light of the handphone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;May the person who stole it have hand cramps from holding it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;May the person who stole it be totally unlucky in whatever they do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;GAH. MY HANDPHONE!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I looked everywhere for it. It was as elusive as Mas Selamat. So, duh, can't find it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I walked good knows how many rounds to search for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think I need a doctor. My brain has a memory problem. There is a -blank- there somehow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So....... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My phone has a neoprint on it. Good luck to that person to scrape it off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And we haven't reported it to the police yet. If it was stolen, why would they give it back? *snorts*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Besides, I don't think that the police have so much time to go look for things. They're probably busy with searching for You-Know-Who.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now I know how you feel Jac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And readers, don't bother telling me that I should have....or that I am very.....I already know that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I got about 5 variations from my family members already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At least I'll have something to write for Zhou Ji. The price is high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-3745424457769460977?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/3745424457769460977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=3745424457769460977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/3745424457769460977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/3745424457769460977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-phone.html' title='MY PHONE'/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-3812287032564427560</id><published>2008-06-11T22:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T23:31:09.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now I should do the quiz that should have been done a long time ( not really) ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. When was the last time you felt grateful with what you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    Yesterday when I realised my pimples decided not to rebel yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. What disappoints you the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    Letting people that have high hopes on me down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Where will you go if someone sponsors you a tour ticket?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    Everywhere! ( Is that too much? If it is so,Japan,Korea,Paris,Italy,Germany,London,Greece...)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. What’s your favorite thing to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    Daydream! Or read good fanfiction =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. Do you think money can buy happiness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    If you depend on material things for happiness, yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. Do you prefer a kiss or a hug?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    A hug i guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8. What are you afraid to lose the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    My sleep. It is very very very very important for me to sleep at least 10 hours a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9. If you win $1 million, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    Go on a long holiday. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10. What do you dream of doing in the future?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;      Being a psychatrist. Or a doctor of any kind. Owning a pet dalmation called Lucky. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;11. What makes you happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     Little things like a packet of chocolates. Or maybe it was a sugar high...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12. What type of person do you hate the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;      Hmmm.... Hypocrites and backstabbers I guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;13. Where do you see yourself 10 years down the road?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;      In university studying to become a doctor. They have a lot to study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;14. If you could have a superpower, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;      To heal myself and others. Or to not sleep and still feel energised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;15. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;      Friends and family (gah the sappiness!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;16. Any childhood memories you’ll like to re-live?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;      Last time when I could boss my younger bro XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;17. If you have a chance to change your life now, what would you want to change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;      My lifestyle and my computer. And my fear of the cooking stove. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;18. Which cartoon character do you like most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;      Zack and Cody! Kinda impossible to pick one, seeing they are twins...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;19. Do you believe in miracles?. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;      Yes. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;20.Who is the most important person in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;      If I can choose one person... ME. Do friends and family come along?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My tuition is tmr, And I still have around 50 qns that are unfinished. Oh joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Jac's compo got SHORTLISTED FOR SCI CHRONICLES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now is that great or is that great? =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We are going to high tea~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And I still haven't finished my homework. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Went to watch Kungfu Panda yesterday at ViVO with my cousins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The show is actually quite nice. And the four of us actually finished the popcorn before the ads ended. We finished our cheesy hotdogs before the ads came. So we only had a packet of chips between four of us for the entire movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"There is no charge for awesomeness." As quoted from The Panda =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-3812287032564427560?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/3812287032564427560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=3812287032564427560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/3812287032564427560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/3812287032564427560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/06/now-i-should-do-quiz-that-should-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-1287760768212625639</id><published>2008-06-05T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T23:29:49.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3J's class BBQ was yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jac and I actually wanted to go earlier to rent bicycles actually, but then by the time we reached it was already 3.40 pm, which kind of defeats the purpose of going earlier so we decided to wait for the rest to come so that we can go together. (Another reason was that we didn't know which bus to take to get there but nevermind).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Some people were a bit late, actually at first there was only YiJun, MeiXuan and YiLin. They were standing on opposite sides of the noticeboard so I thought there was only one person there. Then came Shu Ting and Charlene and Jia Hao and Jose (are there anymore?) and so we set off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Highlights of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tried to get the fire started&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tried to get the charcoal to burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tried not to get myself roasted because of the heat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tried not to choke myself on smoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tried to swing higher than Jac =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tried to save the fire ( I couldn't since I can't blow strongly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Played Taitee and lost quite... spectacularly lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ate charred marshmellows that were brilliant =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ate a bloody chicken wing like what Pris did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ate and ate and ate and ate....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lost my cup twice even though I wrote my name on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;BBQ a lobster ( the one on the boat that capsized)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yelled at Janus to keep a better eye out for his children XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Looking at people smearing (destroying) perfectly good chocolate cake on each other's faces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eating chicken rice without the chicken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Watching cars that mocked us (me and jac and suan ching and cheryl and jiahui) *sniff*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finding out that my parents, which were supposed to send Jac and I home, were in fact in east coast park. Hallelujah! (no offence)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Was told to follow my heart on how to get to the bus stop. (Bloody brilliant)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hitching a ride in Mr hamdan's car to Tampines (Thanks Mr Hamdan!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Getting scolded by my parents for the misconception in venue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Getting scolded by my GRANDparents for the misconception in venue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Barely made it alive (nearly got turned to chopped liver and onions by parents)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That should be all ba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I really freaked out on the way to the busstop although it was only a short walk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I was walking alone, mind you. The only sources of light were from the street lamps. The wind was chilly, the sky was red and everything was so DAMN BLOODY QUIET.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Just like a scene from a horror movie. Or a kidnapping. Both not happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It was just all too scary for me. There was also the very real fear of getting lost in an area that i'm not familliar with. I imagined myself not reaching home until the next morning, my parents murdering me... stuff that you can imagine when the logic side of your brain dies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then Mr Hamdan saw me and told me to get in his car. Mr Hamdan must be rich, he doesn't drive. Somebody else does it for him. 0.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So I reached Tampines much faster than I expected. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I really am, in a weird way, lucky. Although it wouldn't be needed if there was no miscommunication but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Luck. One of the things that saved my life more often then not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And of course Mr Hamdan =) Without him I would have probably gotton lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Next time, when going anywhere (far), I want a lot of escorts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-1287760768212625639?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/1287760768212625639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=1287760768212625639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1287760768212625639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1287760768212625639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/06/3js-class-bbq-was-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-7751411330869567245</id><published>2008-06-03T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T22:35:55.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My holiday is really quite... dull. And sleep-inducing. If not for the fact that I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tuiton&lt;/span&gt;, I would probably mix up the days of the week too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know there is QUITE a short time left till school reopens, and I should probably try to do my homework, but I can't. Dang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And my horoscope in the Teenage magazine says " complete your work before it piles up" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello? How helpful! Another motivating factor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Have to do SS, Chem (damn the moles), Chi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;jian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bao&lt;/span&gt;, read those bloody &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Shao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Nian&lt;/span&gt; Wen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Zhai's&lt;/span&gt;, do the Chi journal, do the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;EMaths&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;AMaths&lt;/span&gt; tests, do my tuition homework, EL reflection thingy, go for sectionals and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dazu&lt;/span&gt; and survive getting screamed at, make sure my skin condition doesn't worsen, improve my stamina and learn how to cook a decent meal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Wow. My holiday is so... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;FULFILLING&lt;/span&gt; ( n a weird, perverse and ironic way of course)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Class BBQ is tomorrow! Yays. Hope the fire can start. 2L's BBQ was a success mostly because XingKai was fanning it and he ended up looking nearly like charcoal and sweating as though he ran a marathon. Somebody has to fill the "saikang" post lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Jac and I are going earlier to cycle. Haha =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-7751411330869567245?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/7751411330869567245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=7751411330869567245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/7751411330869567245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/7751411330869567245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-holiday-is-really-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-6635933787692476323</id><published>2008-05-31T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T18:55:48.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have found ( i think) the one. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And no, I meant the blogskin, not a human.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Isn't it lovely? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was just browsing through the SOTD and WHAM! I found it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I might have found The One Pet too, if not for the fact that I'm not allowed to keep him. ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It is the small black kitten wandering around our school. Yes, there is one, incidentally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh wells, better start on the holiday homework now. *sniffs due to the flu* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-6635933787692476323?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/6635933787692476323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=6635933787692476323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/6635933787692476323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/6635933787692476323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-have-found-i-think-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-2734814008950329990</id><published>2008-05-23T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T21:46:51.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its funny how fast a person's mood can change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I was actually quite looking forward to the LAST DAY OF SCHOOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then Cindy told me her pet rabbit died. =( Why does life do this to people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So the day didn't start out well. But I still looked forward to playing badminton during P.E.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Apparently, this was not to be. The 'great power/stalin-or-hitler-reincarnate/old hag/blindness-causing-monstrosity" decided to ruin my already bad morning by taking away our P.E lesson with her longlonglonglong around 50 mins speech. Honestly. Do you know how much I was looking forward to P.E? Obviously not, since she is the GREAT AUTOCRAT and all. Pttff. I don't mind praying for the people left behind, but she was pushing it when she was talking about the islands. Then she talk about the school's achievements, that actually, the STUDENTS achieved. She can just stand there and talk and talk. And she also didn't mention clubs and societies. Bet that pissed of many people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She has to be the naggiest and most insensitive and most inconsiderate principal that ever lived. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Naggy because she repeats the same thing over and over and over and over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Insensitive as we DO have China PRC scholars here, and it is not good to just rub salt on their wound by reminding them bout stuff. And she was going on about NORMALCY. Yeah right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Inconsiderate as does she even care about the thousands of RESTLESS students seating there?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Honestly, is she blind or is she blind?! And she says that education is important. And what is she doing? WASTING TIME. 1 hour of my life gone, thanks to you, my favourite person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And somemore is PE. Not happy. Angry Hongwen = A LOT OF TROUBLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have anger management issues. I broke a fire alarm in my condominium before. Deal with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm trying to control my temper though. Actions speak louder than words, so I don't usually swear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its usually the quiet ones. That is why Jac and Pris are scarier than me when they get angry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And are all the teachers so afraid of her that they don't even dare tell her "Hey your time is up."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pretty obvious why I'm pissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then got more holiday homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cheered up during Chinese. Watched the Incredibles =) Until I saw the holiday homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then got back results. Quite disappointed in my results. I expected better of myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;GOAL : Get a single digit L1R5 by EOY. I can so do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then got CCA. Fun actually =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;SLs coach Sec 1s with the teacher. So quite slack. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;CO is having a concert at the end of the year! To raise funds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Dr Boon finally allowed us to have one. Gave us grants. Don't know how much though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The juniors said that it was because she is leaving le, must do good things lolol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So school wasn't SO bad....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But things happen after school! I lost my wallet on the MRT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then obviously I panicked cause I cannot pass through the ticket reader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wanted to sneak in but somehow I just couldn't bring myself do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thank goodness I didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I reported my missing wallet. Turns out they found it! But it is at Tanah Merah, so take the train again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have never been so happy to take a detour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me and my wallet were reunited! (With its contents intact)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Also did their survey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Things like these make feel that, yes, there is some good in the world after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;May God/GuanYin/Buddha bless those people =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-2734814008950329990?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/2734814008950329990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=2734814008950329990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/2734814008950329990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/2734814008950329990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-funny-how-fast-persons-mood-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-8233351731309917598</id><published>2008-05-22T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T21:01:27.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went to Sungei Buloh Natural Reserve =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No mozzies! Miracle. That place was not as boring as I though it was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The beginning was more fun, as well, you feel more 'high' compared to the end where you are sweaty, your shoulders are aching and you just want to scream and run back to the air-conditioned AVT. (Yes they do have an AVT there)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wish someone told me that school started late&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Could have slept in...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lets see... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I did take a lot of pics, but since there is a problem with my compter's USB cable, I'll have to wait till the weekend where I can upload them. GAH. Anyone knows how to fix this damn thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Saw a lot of animals. Saw the Moniter Lizard up close and personal. Unfortunately by the time I got my camera ready it was gone already. Missed a great shot. Damn. It was about a metre away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;There were no crocodiles. Or tigers. Should I be relieved? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My water bottle leaked. Thus it managed to wet my jeans which in turned made me look like I peed in my pants. Now&lt;em&gt;, that&lt;/em&gt; is embarrassing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They still gave us a worksheet/survey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gave some crap/lame/stupid/all-the-words-you-can-use-for-the-3 answers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;There was NO lesson afterwards =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Went to Simei afterwards to check out the dance lessons. Don't think I can go though. Still try first and see how the travel/the lessons go. Maybe I should take up the holiday course instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then went to PET SAFARI.  fdhtjk75i78lsjhfgmsun5  *inset keysmash here*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The hamsters are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; cute. Maybe next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Saw 2 bitches today there too. ( Female dogs lar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;They were fighting each other over a toy. there was only one in their pen. Guess they haven't learnt sharing yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Saw the cats/kittens. Most of them sleeping. One of them woke up and stared at us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We waved. IT WAVED BACK. You know, it lifted up it's paw and shook it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then it continued staring at us for QUITE A WHILE....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Jac commented on how the cat wasn't blinking. I think the cat heard us and it blinked. 0.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Scary...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;If I have it, I would probraby name it L. Really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The fishes were cool too. Some had beady red eyes that would be perfect in a horror movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then I know how to save a life...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-8233351731309917598?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/8233351731309917598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=8233351731309917598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/8233351731309917598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/8233351731309917598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/05/went-to-sungei-buloh-natural-reserve-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-154070700924735402</id><published>2008-05-21T17:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T17:26:32.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Power Color Is Teal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/teal.png" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Your Highest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel accomplished and optimistic about the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Your Lowest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel in a slump and lack creativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be many people's ideal partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How You're Attractive:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make people feel confident and accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Eternal Question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What Impression Am I Giving?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/"&gt;What's Your Power Color?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jose I &lt;em&gt;stole&lt;/em&gt; your colour. LOL XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The world is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;burning up!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Soon it will be so hot that if you drop an egg on the floor/pavement/walkway it would probrably &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;sizzle&lt;/span&gt; right away. Sunny-side up! Tmr is the class trip to Sungei Buloh Wetland Reserve(sp?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jac thinks it's cool as there are... &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;CROCODILES&lt;/span&gt;!!! 0.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We can wear &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;jeans&lt;/span&gt;! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Although I have the feeling we won't get a decent meal there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;However...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If it as hot tomorrow as it was today, the mosqitoes will have a feast man. &gt;.&lt;  &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Roasted&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its so hothothothothothothothothothothothothothothothothotoht here there everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The heavens opened and the rain came pouring down&lt;/em&gt;. I hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;( I'm not getting cough/phelgm/tubercolosis/lung cancer XD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-154070700924735402?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/154070700924735402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=154070700924735402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/154070700924735402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/154070700924735402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/05/your-power-color-is-teal-at-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-807325418414804254</id><published>2008-05-17T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T20:41:05.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There was a birthday party today, held in honour of my youngest cousin Dominic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;He is damn cute (for a 1 year old) =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My brother felt that it was pointless to celebrate his birthday, as according to him, Dominic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; know anything anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Turns out they also invited the relatives on the mum's side too. No wonder they had catering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;PLUS a GIANT CAKE that was twice the size of the birthday boy. It was demolished at the end thanks to the combined efforts of EVERYONE ( no I did not take the largest piece &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It seems as though the younger you are, the bigger your cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When you grow up, you might not even have one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I haven't had a birthday cake since Sec 1. So I eat my brother's. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Muhahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Didn't speak to any of the cousins on the other side although they are mostly girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I wish the school made devotions as interesting as the one in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Derica's&lt;/span&gt; book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The book was on devotions for young children. Short and sweet =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then went to Compass Point to shop for Cindy's housewarming present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Who knew it was so difficult to get a gift?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My uncle said I was too picky. Got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;meh&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Actually a gift wasn't needed, but then don't people buy gifts for housewarming for good luck?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh and I can't stay over at Cindy's house. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Gah&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then my brother kept begging for food from my parents on the way back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bro: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;McSpicy&lt;/span&gt;...Big Mac...Char &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kueh&lt;/span&gt;...! (repeat 15 times)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Me: Donut donut donut! (same here)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mum: SHUT UP!!!! My patience also got limit one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;leh&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(Turns to me) You know how unhealthy donuts are! They are DEEP-FRIED and FULL OF SUGAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Haizzz&lt;/span&gt;. So of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;course&lt;/span&gt; we didn't get  anything to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Spongebob&lt;/span&gt; with bro. Started blogging after 10 episodes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Back to the show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-807325418414804254?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/807325418414804254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=807325418414804254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/807325418414804254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/807325418414804254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/05/there-was-birthday-party-today-held-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-3519415597798175120</id><published>2008-05-15T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T22:08:16.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So yeah we got back MORE of our papers today : Physics and Chi and Eng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I actually did better for all these subjects than I did for AMath. Unbelievable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I'm not complaining. If they all score that badly I go bang wall le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tomorrow we are gonna get back our SS and Emaths and History. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We are getting SS in the big main school hall. Just like last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gave me butt cramps and leg cramps from sitting there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wonder how i'll do for the other THE OTHER SUBJECT I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HATE/LOATHE/DETEST/ABHOR.(Thesaures anyone?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Even if I get a B4 for that i'll be happy le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;For SS we watched Hotel Rwanda again. It was scarier this time round because I understood more. Last year everyone in 2L was like half-asleep or doing their own things(talk) so you couldnt really hear it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Add the fact that there were no subtitles and I can forget about understanding much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Only understood it like somewhere in the middle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Okay...then for EMaths just slack cos Mr Neo havent finish marking. Found out he has quite funny stuff in his computer. He also has a wallpaper of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;rotton teeth&lt;/span&gt; to encourage him to brush his teeth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Must say it works. I feel so motivated to use the toothpast,the floss and the mouthwash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So basically I just slacked. Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-3519415597798175120?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/3519415597798175120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=3519415597798175120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/3519415597798175120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/3519415597798175120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-yeah-we-got-back-more-of-our-papers.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-182995054369613512</id><published>2008-05-14T18:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T19:23:10.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okays seeing that now hell's over (for now) I can start blogging again! *cheers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The only prob is that the teachers marked our papers QUITE quickly ah so....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yeah right. They mark bloody fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyways, we got back our Chem, Bio and... A Maths!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I did stupendously...HORRID, TERRIBLE, VEGETABLE for A Maths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sigh. Depresses me to talk about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thats it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;New rule: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thou shall NOT talk about THAT subject/ issue/ occasion EVER AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(Unless absolutely NECESSARY. Yes.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But at least I did well enough for the other 2. Hope my E Math is better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;...Who am I kidding la can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Getting the other papers back tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;SS, Eng, Chi... Do we have physics tomorrow?  Shit la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyways Charlene (sp?) topped the class in both Chem and Bio. * eyes pop out*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She has officially so far earned the title of 3J's brainiest person man. At least she's a girl. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Goals for June Hols: ( in no order of anything)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1) Finish reading the &lt;strong&gt;3 Shao Nian Wen Zhai.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2) Brush up (like really up) on the 2 subjects that I hate/loathe/abhor/detest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Improve my cello-playing skills&lt;/strong&gt; ( IMPORTANT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4) MAYBE sign up for the dance lesson thingy with Jac. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5) Prevent myself from rotting out of boredom through EXERCISE (build up my impossibly low stamina)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;6) Find THE blogskin. You know, THE ONE (and only)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;7) Learn to cook a decent meal ( not instant noodles and fried eggs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;8) Get a new school bag. ( mine is too open for its own good)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;8 goals... Better start on #3 and # 5. They'll take quite a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm going for Cindy's housewarming! Now there's something to look forward to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Happy now =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-182995054369613512?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/182995054369613512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=182995054369613512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/182995054369613512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/182995054369613512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/05/okays-seeing-that-now-hells-over-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-4411252392761441210</id><published>2008-05-08T18:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T19:23:54.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Due to some encouragement by Jac (read tags) I decided to update the blog instead of studying Bio which I should be doing but I'm not. I a the feeling that the paper's going to be hell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why else would they&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;give you 2hours +++++ for you to complete it? x.x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I worry, for obvious reasons, seeing that I only put in one day's worth of hard work for ALL the papers so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Quite threatening with ppl like YongChen and Leroy and Janus and Jac and Pris spouting out textbook facts like they swallow the it liddat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ok so 1st  day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;English = Summary screwed. Hopefully SOMEHOW can do well for compre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SS = Weird inferences about the old lady and the other sources. SEQ was painful. Literally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2nd Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A-Maths! Probrably the best day, cos only got 1 paper. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I can pass, but I won't get high marks. This sort of papers seperate the cream of the crop from the usual I guess. Yet they don't completely obilitrate the rest. Thats...in a way, nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3rd Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Chemistry &amp;amp; History *screams* *looks at the subject combi and screams again*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Chemistry = MCQ easy, Section B was just weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;History was another painful and hand numbing experience. I think I won't do as well as I hoped I would. Which sucks, as it is one of my better subjects. And our only humanities. Darn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hope that tomorrow would be better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;There's D. Gray tmr! Things look bright already. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I guess everyone needs something to look forward to. Something that makes you change your mind about throwing the bloody textbook on the floor and turning on the computer. I don't think I found it yet, now my main motivation is to beat Jac and Pris and Jeremy's overall percentage. Which is difficult. Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I don't like losing. Hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-4411252392761441210?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/4411252392761441210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=4411252392761441210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/4411252392761441210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/4411252392761441210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/05/due-to-some-encouragement-by-jac-read.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-6529598192931431351</id><published>2008-04-25T18:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T19:50:25.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Quite a lot of things happened today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;The exams are drawing closer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Chinese Oral is TOMORROW. I have a sore throat. Suayness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And its not just me.&lt;/span&gt; Pris's cough &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;is also very bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Let me tell you what happened in Chinese Lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Teacher decided to select students to practice the conversational part of oral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;She selected Xin Wei and Pris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Xin Wei did quite okay, the conversation was hilarious. XDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Then it was Pris's turn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;The teacher couldn't complete her sentences because Pris always interrupted her with coughs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;It was *Cough cough cough* *breathe while teacher tries to say something* *cough cough cough*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;So she didn't get to say much. The teacher also gave up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Hope I get a good teacher tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Another important part of the day, we had CIP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I totally forgot about it. And I wanted to pon initially. But I wanted my CIP hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The other classes had to go there, but for our case they CAME HERE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Had games day with them. Quite fun once you have gotton over the initial embarrassment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;They said must split into groups- must be mixed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The people in my team : Pris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me (duh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jeremie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jia Hao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joseph &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Aaron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;... Now I noticed got a lot of J's in our class. Hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The cheering part&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;was... a bit stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;Somemore we were with the group that had the smallest number. And you see our members. We don't have any major enthu people to help inspire the group. So our group was i think the quietest one. Oh wells. Somehow we still won SECOND PLACE FOR CHEERING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;I think it might have something to do with the fact that we humiliated ourselves in front of everybody while doing the can-can dance. Thank Jeremie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;(Actually should thank both Joseph and Jeremie, if not for them we would have humiliated ourselves even more by doing nothing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;There are 5 games altogether.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;1. Captain's ball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;2. Standing Broad Jump race.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;3. Rolling a lemon on the floor using a pencil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;4. Running with a bowl on your head and then skipping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;5. Basketball thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;From this, I can tell that I need A LOT OF HELP regarding how to play basketball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Anybody willing to teach?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;Then at the end they got refreshments and goodie bags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;The Girl Guides damn kiasu, once say can take all rush there. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;The goodie bag is nice. Our team won third place so we got... M&amp;amp;Ms!!! -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;Jia Hao keep saying got something stuck in my teeth. Not my fault I wear braces right? Haizzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;Then I didn't know that the person was praying just now. Jeremie kept telling me to say Grace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;I don't know how too. &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663366;"&gt;Sorry if I might have offended anyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh yeah and we took CLASS PHOTOS. Quite fun. A LOT OF CANDID SHOTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mr Hamdan " I didn't bring my bikini lah!" ROFL. Hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Went home by myself because Jac and Pris took Taxi. Peak hour = more $$$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Met Cheryl while waiting for the MRT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Met Yillin (aka A Lawliet) when waiting for 69.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So it wasn't a lonely walk home. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6633ff;"&gt;P.S What's a tripod stand witthout a camera?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;        Jeremie without Audre. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-6529598192931431351?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/6529598192931431351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=6529598192931431351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/6529598192931431351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/6529598192931431351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/04/quite-lot-of-things-happened-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-391847013337323465</id><published>2008-04-21T16:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T16:49:01.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today was a half good but MOSTLY BAD day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why? Because the day started with an AMATHS TEST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;First few questions I can do one, then after that got the draw graph question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can do one, but I somehow MISSED question 4. Then even more suay, I see the equation for question 4 and use it to do question 5 -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;WHO CAN BE AS SOTONG AS ME ONE?!?!?!?! -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;So question 4 is 4 MARKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Question 5 is 7 MARKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Joy to the world, I already lost 11 marks. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;The test is over 25 MARKS ONLY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I didn't &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;see it until it was too late aka WHEN WE HAD TO HAND UP THE PAPER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Hongwen ah Hongwen, have to hand it to you leh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;You know how to do also can make this type of stupid mistake. Maybe I need to change spec le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I cheered up when I read Shuting's and Meixuan's proposal for the June holiday Infocomm Club.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Their proposal got a lot of funny comments (by them). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;They wrote quite well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;They only forgot to &lt;strong&gt;formalise &lt;/strong&gt;it. That is why it is so funny =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Then my bad mood returned when Yohana told me and Jac and Pris and Karen that Mrs Lim wanted to meet us for the bio project. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Very scary. I think Mrs Lim a bit bu shuang with us already because we take so long time to come up with something to tell her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Yohana said that Mrs Lim actually asked whether we wanted to give up on it or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Because apparently, the deadline is TODAY. Wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;I wanted to give up, but I can't, I won't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since I already&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;promised to do it, I will see it through till the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;My conscience will probrably never forgive me if I give up. So yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So I better make long beans my new best friends. Yes. And get homes for them too&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then my mood IMPROVED (hurrays) because of SS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;We got our test back. I did well enough to make me feel better after crummy AMath and crummy Bio. At least my humanities got some hope le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ate ice-cream on the way back home. I hate inflation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;McDonalds the  vanila cone  used to cost $0.50, now it is $0.60. Haizz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Morals of the story: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Misfortune &lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt; comes singly. It is like misery, as it loves company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;For every suay thing that happens to you, there will be something equally lucky that will happen.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(hopefully)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-391847013337323465?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/391847013337323465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=391847013337323465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/391847013337323465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/391847013337323465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-was-half-good-but-mostly-bad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-7026415617564642368</id><published>2008-04-19T14:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T15:11:52.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Finally the weekend is here!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6633ff;"&gt;This entire week NOT SO BAD LA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6633ff;"&gt;could be a lot worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6633ff;"&gt;At least now my juniors not that bad. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Being SL is more tedious than I thought... Thank goodness my section is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;small lor&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Okay Hongwen, you have to do a good job. Make sure you don't be so blur orh. Have to set a good example one leh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;First have to buck up on my cello- playing skills. Because they kind of suck. Yes they do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Then also need to train my stamina. Especially in the June Hols. VERY IMPORTANT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Then also need to buck up on my results. Especially Chem and Chinese and Physics. They are kind of just hanging there. Which is not good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Get my ears pierced AGAIN. Because apparently they got infected and thus I had to let them heal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;On Wed, some ppl in our class went for the Chem Fair thingy. I thought it was a fair, but no. Turns out it was a PRE-CHEM FAIR AKA SEMINAR. Okay lar. The first talk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;was a bit dry. The rest were quite interesting&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Did you know that you can change your hair colour by putting lemon juice on it and standing outside for 7 hours (around that long ba) ? Waste of lemon juice though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;One person(student) managed to find a way to combate breast cancer cells. Quite cool. But there are a few flaws. They said if they inject the thing in they might kill of the breast cells too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Oh well. No breast = no breast cancer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I want to get into VJC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Then Fri's PE was quite fun lah. Had to do 5 mins of running after Mr Tan gave his weekly speech on THE MEANING OF LIFE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;From this(the run, not the speech), I can tell that I really need to build up my stamina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Then played badminton. There were not enough courts, so we had to share. So Jac and I ended up playing against Wei En and Yi Jun. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gulp&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Might have embarrassed myself more than once due to my badminton skills (or lack off)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Quite fun. Then changed opponents to Cheryl and Huilu. More evenly matched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999900;"&gt;Then have lesson lesson lesson lesson.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999900;"&gt;Let me tell you a sad story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999900;"&gt;Mr Neo came to school on Fri. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999900;"&gt;Start sobbing now ba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Pris actually asked permission from Mr Neo to sleep in class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Pris : Mr Neo I finish your work le can sleep right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Neo: Ok-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Pris: Wake me up when you want to go through the next question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Neo: Fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hahahahas. XDD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He also&lt;/span&gt; gave &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OPTIONAL HOMEWORK. And a deadline for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Hello? If its optional, he should be thankful that he gets it at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Then got CO. Last prac before Mid-Years. Brought my cello back. Good of me, I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Lalalalalalalalala~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Can't remember anything else le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;I love L.Lawliet. &lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-7026415617564642368?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/7026415617564642368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=7026415617564642368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/7026415617564642368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/7026415617564642368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/04/finally-weekend-is-here-this-entire.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-6874773531407344645</id><published>2008-04-08T18:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T18:25:27.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This two days have been very busy.&lt;br /&gt;We have a quite anti-social junior. Hope she warms up to ask or at least to Valerie. If not...&lt;br /&gt;I don't really feel so safe when Valerie leaves the section in her hands. Urrgghh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Valerie is bound to be SL one after Cindy, Eunice and I graduate. She's our only eligible junior for goodness sake!!! &lt;em&gt;Haizzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Then our next junior is also going to be the Sl cause we only have her as an eligible junior.&lt;br /&gt;Wish we can have more juniors next year.&lt;br /&gt;Quite envious of all the other sections when they are like so...BIG. &lt;em&gt;Haizzz.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Then today got &lt;strong&gt;History test&lt;/strong&gt;. I'm so gonna&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; fail&lt;/span&gt;. If i get a &lt;strong&gt;14/25&lt;/strong&gt; I would probably open champange to celebrate. Mr Yeow ah Mr Yeow, I have to really hand it to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;You managed to combine 2 qns into one, thus giving large round-faced beings (aka students as quoted from Mrs LOL) a severe headache as they try to comprehend your very super de duper question. &lt;strong&gt;Cheers. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Then went to Yohana's house to discuss ideas for the Biology Project. Now I regret. Why I so &lt;em&gt;gey kiang&lt;/em&gt; say I want to do?!?! Like my life not tiring enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Jac wants an ant farm. For no paricular reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I want a plant pet. Maybe a cactus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Oh. And it rained today. Heavily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-6874773531407344645?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/6874773531407344645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=6874773531407344645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/6874773531407344645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/6874773531407344645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-two-days-have-been-very-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-2674403293327256238</id><published>2008-04-05T13:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T13:42:25.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Scratch what I said about waiting a long time for the song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ITs OUT!!!!!!! (plus it takes up little memory space)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?2m42fjtdhlj"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?2m42fjtdhlj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;*SQUEALS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-2674403293327256238?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/2674403293327256238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=2674403293327256238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/2674403293327256238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/2674403293327256238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/04/scratch-what-i-said-about-waiting-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-7041414543911484997</id><published>2008-04-05T13:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T13:31:44.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RANDOM FANGIRLING POST</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I LOVE D.GRAY MAN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I finally managed to stay up late and finish reading all the manga chapters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My eyes hurt, but it was worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Loved the part where Allen plays a song with a score no one can read. The weird thing was that he COULDN'T read music notes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The new opening was not as good as Doubt&amp;amp;Trust by Access, as it didnt really fit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;But the song is nice all the same.  UVERWorld rocks! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Now I have to begin an agonising wait to download the full song. Wish (the previous ed) took one month to be available! The singer only released the full song a month later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I'm going to the choir concert later. Anyone else coming?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Should start studying History now. Haizzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-7041414543911484997?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/7041414543911484997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=7041414543911484997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/7041414543911484997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/7041414543911484997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/04/random-fangirling-post.html' title='RANDOM FANGIRLING POST'/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-2283327080716280313</id><published>2008-03-31T21:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T22:10:45.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I feel that I have no life. Really. Its just school, CCA, homework, bed, occasional run with Jac...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And now even YouTube is ganging up against me! Some of the videos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;JUST. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;WOULD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;NOT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;LOAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GRRRR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Damn sian lor. And now I think I got some problem with my ear too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Anyways last Fri was nerve-wrecking because of the comm selection. Just when up there to embarrass myself. Yups. No wonder I didn't get in. Oh well. Can't tell if its a good or bad thing actually. Its too soon to tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The shocking part was when Jolin came up and started to give an emotional speech/lecture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;She cried halfway. But it makes a lot of sense. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;If the Sec 4s just leave like that, CO might just crumble without them as the support pillars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;What happens if a pillar &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;collapses&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;We &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Those who are closest to the sky are those that fall the hardest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;It is just that simple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;So CO, one year is&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; NOT&lt;/span&gt; a long time, contary to what anyone of you might think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;It actually flies past very quickly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;For those slacking, pull up your bloody socks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You better.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-2283327080716280313?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/2283327080716280313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=2283327080716280313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/2283327080716280313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/2283327080716280313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-feel-that-i-have-no-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-2475392807472819482</id><published>2008-03-27T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T21:50:23.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today wasn't really a good day.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get enough sleep because apparently, the mosquitoes were on a rebellion.&lt;br /&gt;So I woke up like nearly every hour to try to kill them and scratch the bites. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Then during those hours that I did fall asleep, I got nigtmares.&lt;br /&gt;Dreamt that Mas Selamat came back to seek revenge on S'pore, he succeeded.&lt;br /&gt;At first it was like"...What is that?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh aeroplane."&lt;br /&gt;"Dropping something leh."&lt;br /&gt;"BOMB!!!! Everybody duck!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then become war dream, then somehow I became a rebel with a small group of allies, hiding from Mas Selamat and his gang. Scary. So obviously I didn't get enough sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning got 2L reunion. Went Sempang there to eat prata. Quite ex, but NICE. Good service also. Very long didn't talk to them le. About half the class came. The other half dunnoe whether die already or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to school for lessons. maybe it was the prata that kept me awake. I didn't fall asleep like I usually do.&lt;br /&gt;Next week got SS common test. STRESS.&lt;br /&gt;Then got english narrative test. With one word titles. Oh joy.&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness I got attacked by a plot bunny and managed to finish the compo just in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then during physics the classroom suddenly gotton very stuffy. There was NO ventilation.&lt;br /&gt;It felt like an oven, honestly. Cannot fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then for Emaths went to Spring Lab. Have to sit acording to register number, which was indeed a sad thing.&lt;br /&gt;Who knew Mr Neo knew how to stalk computers?&lt;br /&gt; All the while I was thinking I was damn suay, first time one teacher dunnoe how to use this function then I got the outside seat. Turns out he knows how to use. How shocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went home by myself because Jac and Pris had Malay Conversational Programme.&lt;br /&gt;Met SiYing AKA Mummy and JeeWah on the way there. Also saw Joseph. He walk damn fast leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started to rain on the way back home. Joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today wasn't a really good day.&lt;br /&gt;I doubt tomorrow would be any better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-2475392807472819482?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/2475392807472819482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=2475392807472819482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/2475392807472819482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/2475392807472819482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/03/today-wasnt-really-good-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-4948946844854043825</id><published>2008-03-25T16:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T21:17:28.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It has been TOO FREE for the last 2 days of sch (Mon &amp;amp; Tues)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Its kind of like the calm before the storm you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The storm = test + homework + projects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Kind of get the feeling that sth bad is gonna happen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Anyways, I missed my cello. Very long didn't play le. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;So of course my already weak playing skills detoriated further. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Even our junior plays better than us! Oh the shame! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;But I'm also proud of Valerie. At least I know she can be counted on to lead the cello/base section ( and help lead CO) when our batch graduates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Better brush up on my skills though... the teacher was giving Cindy and I the "&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;evil eye&lt;/span&gt;" because we screwed up. Again. And again. And again. You get the idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Its a wonder she didn't vomit &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;blood&lt;/span&gt; in 3J's classroom. Haizzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Cindy's moving house on Friday! Means no more free rides from her. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But then her house still haven't renovate finished, so that means when they live there they would still be drilling and all. Definitely dusty. &gt;.&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Cindy will look like a&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; grandma&lt;/span&gt; lor, with all the white dust in her hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Her house got a lot of problems, because the workers apparently use their asses (as quoted from Cindy) to think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Maybe by housewarming in May still haven't finish renovating. Haizzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Stupid workers. Ask Cindy for the entire list of problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then today... went to pass up gong1 han2 with Lynn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;We wanted to say : Lao3 shi1 hao3 jiu3 bu4 jian. Ni3 gen1 wo3 de4 gong1 ke4 ye3 hao3 jiu3 bu4 jian4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Say this definitely gana scolded. Took so long to find her pigeon hole. Should write bigger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Bio teacher didn't come t0 school today. =( Sad. Supposed to do fat testing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Instead ended up crapping with Shuting and Meixuan on who we will marry. (Pris was sleeping)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Me:Multi-millionare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Shuting: MeePok seller. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Was hilarious. Laughed till i got a jaw ache, stomachache, and headache. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Must be from the lack of air. Dun think I wil get married though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Anyways, another important thing happened today-We did the DISC thingy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;They said it was NOT a personality test, but ON THE COVER they said discover your Personality Style. Not meh???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My Mask, Public self: SCI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Core, Private Self: SC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mirror: Perceived self: SC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;So basically I'm a peacemaker that values security. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;So maybe I should get a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;gun&lt;/span&gt; for protection. ...Oops. Supposed to be a &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;peacemaker&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Quite a lot of ppl also got S?? So according to Jac we are s's (...you know &gt;.&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Then on the MRT we were looking at how different styles relate to each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Then Jac went" You are an s right?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;MRT passengers : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;STARE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;They kept giving us weird looks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;That should be all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Peacemaker/Diplomat/One Who Is Faithful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-4948946844854043825?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/4948946844854043825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=4948946844854043825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/4948946844854043825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/4948946844854043825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/03/it-has-been-too-free-for-last-2-days-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-5733209297860686356</id><published>2008-03-22T14:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T15:17:34.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Okay...Since Cheryl tagged me, I have to do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Ten things that made me happy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;#1-Good Friday (sleep late, wake up even later)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;#2-My eng result (the letter)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;#3-New epi of D.Gray Man-FANGIRLING IN PROCESS-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;#4-Cousin coming back from Australia~~~YAYNESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;#5-Submitting Science Chronicles (never need to see it again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;#6-New earpiece for handphone (lost mine a year ago)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;#7-Prince of Tennis songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;#8-D.Gray Man's full ending song (Wish)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;#9-My bro going for camp (No one to fight over the com with)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;#10-Lesser homework this weekend XDD (lame but necessary)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The ten ppl that I choose (sabo) are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;#1-Hosy aka SiYing~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;#2-Pris~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;#3-Shuting~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;#4-Cindy~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;#5-Karen~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;#6-Jac~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;#7-YiZhen~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;#8-Xinting~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;#9-Eunice~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;#10-Tzy Harn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dunnoe whether they will see this or not...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So that means I have to act like a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOAN SHARK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;This is a new career choice. Hope it pays well.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$.$&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="BORDER-RIGHT: blue 0px solid; BORDER-TOP: blue 0px solid; BORDER-LEFT: blue 0px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: blue 0px solid" href="http://www.lets101.com/blog/quizzes/stars_say"&gt;&lt;img alt="fun quiz for myspace profile and blog" src="http://www.lets101.com/images/quiz/zodiac_scorpio_txt.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;Lets101 - &lt;a href="http://www.lets101.com/"&gt;Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Got this from SiHui's blog. Quite interesting. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you have the determination and the patience, you will get what you want with your own effort.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Isn't it true?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They say that if you fold a thousand paper cranes, your wish will come true. I read somewhere that its not the paper cranes, its one's determination and patience to actually fold the paper cranes. If one can do that, he/she can make the dream come true with their own efforts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Should I start folding? Need the paper though...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How did I get here? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...Nevermind. Talking nonsense here. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-5733209297860686356?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/5733209297860686356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=5733209297860686356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/5733209297860686356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/5733209297860686356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/03/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-1091052131705508778</id><published>2008-03-21T15:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T15:37:21.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;This week has been especially busy. I come home dun even have time to use the com. Have to use during dinner. Despo right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My schoolwork is NOT well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I think I'm the worst Amaths failure in my class. &lt;strong&gt;10/30&lt;/strong&gt; leh! Should get award lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now the teachers will have very little prob calculating my amaths score. Just nice 1/3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So of course I very worried about the AMaths common test right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The test was easier than the one Mr Hamdan set for us. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;At least my eng is okay, got &lt;strong&gt;23/30&lt;/strong&gt; for letter writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Then bio was quite easy leh. MCQ very fun. I got 7 Ds. Is this some kind of psychological game?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What is the Tsar's(ruler of russia) wife called?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Tsar-bo! (woman)XDD (I didn't make this up, the class gave this answer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Mr Yeow says that he didnt expect it from our class as we are the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;creme de la creme.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Sounds like ice-cream to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Giant...Crystal...Lacttice...Structure. Ms Chan sounds a lot like Dora the explorer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;...Did I spell Lacttice correctly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;When she showed us the stucture spinning on the x, y and z-axis, I want to puke le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;The thing just went &lt;em&gt;round and round and round and round&lt;/em&gt;... You get the idea&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We learnt retardation and acceleration in physics. Only remembered the retarding part though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Mainly because Mr Lee spelled in wrongly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;He was saying"Anyone who spells retardation wrongly is retarded."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;What do you know? He spelled it wrongly. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I LOST MY CHI WKS. Lee Chun Xia told me to go home and find. CANNOT FIND!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;She too nice le...maybe if she gave me and extra one to redo i'll feel better...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;My brother left for camp!!! Yayness. Pity it's only 2 days one night... Camp what camp?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But at least he won't fight with me over the com.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I still haven got my &lt;strong&gt;$$$&lt;/strong&gt; back from Mr Goh. Must become &lt;strong&gt;loan shark&lt;/strong&gt; like Shuting le on Mon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;That &lt;strong&gt;should&lt;/strong&gt; be all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-1091052131705508778?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/1091052131705508778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=1091052131705508778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1091052131705508778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1091052131705508778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-week-has-been-especially-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-1544843382481679985</id><published>2008-03-10T17:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T18:04:52.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE 100th POST: THE AUDITION</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is the 100th post, so should post about sth SIGNIFIGANT. Like the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;audition&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;It was FREEAAKYY. Got A LOT OF CELLOS. Most of them play till very pro one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I was the first one to register, so I go first for the cello's. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;They had to complete the Bass first. (14 ppl)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The wait was DAMN LONG. And tiring. Also very difficult to prac cos got no chair, had to half-squat against the fence to practice. &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Then when Bass finally finish I damn nervous. Kind of like having a SOLO SYF performance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The audition was over in less than 5 mins. The wait was about 2 HOURS. Ironic right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;At least I knew one of the teachers. Not so bad lah. Even give time for warm up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Scales were okay la, forgot to &lt;em&gt;rou2 xuan2&lt;/em&gt; though. &gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Got some parts of the song wrong la. Cannot get in le. Oh well&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;There was this Swiss Cotttage boy (cello) and his friend(Bass) that Eunice know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So we just hang around waiting together. Cos after Eunice is the Bass, then after me is that guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;He play till damn pro, got A LOT OF PRESSURE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;It is not the judges give you pressure, it is your fellow students in Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;That guy learn till Grade 5 leh. No need sit one, he stand up and use his shoulder to support the cello and play. Damn good lor. He didnt even prac the songs before hand. He just prac a while on the spot can already. He also know how to play the songs we learning know (2nd Concerto)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRO LOR. SHOWOFF.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;When I came out he was like "How come you so slow???" Want to hamtam him le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Not as pro as him mah. He go in 1 min later come out le.  SIAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Then went to eat MR PRATA with Eunice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Took Taxi back, forgot to get receipt. Can still claim from Mr Goh? T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I gave $20. Change was $5.40.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;$20-$5.40=$14.60.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So I have to claim $14.60 from Mr Goh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Oh yeah, Eunice now owes me $1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;P.S Failed Emaths with an E8. Cheers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;What is meant to be will be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-1544843382481679985?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/1544843382481679985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=1544843382481679985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1544843382481679985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1544843382481679985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/03/100th-post-audition.html' title='THE 100th POST: THE AUDITION'/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-5140018538732736219</id><published>2008-03-06T19:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T19:36:48.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nothing much happened. Only got common test. Which was bad. Like, bad&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Chi-Teacher went to China.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;EMaths-Mr Neo taught Graphs and Congruency and Similarity.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna get a headache again. I cannot see the triangles. T.T&lt;br /&gt;Take damn long lor. Others do so fast I take so long to do 1 qns. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I FAILED E-MATHS BTW. D7. CHEERS.&lt;br /&gt;Fail by 9% somemore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I still got the music audition to worry about. Turns out it was on Mon, not Wed. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to put in 110%. the other 90% for Sci Chronicles. Total=200%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Does that mean I need 2 of myself now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;At least there is still the holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-5140018538732736219?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/5140018538732736219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=5140018538732736219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/5140018538732736219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/5140018538732736219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/03/nothing-much-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-4256048370996514154</id><published>2008-02-28T21:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T01:43:29.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was bored so I decided to do this. The Personality test. And this is what i got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INFJ - The "Confidant"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myers-Briggs &lt;a href="http://www.mypersonality.info/personality-types/"&gt;Personality Types (Free Test)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INFJs, making up an estimated 1% of all people, are the most rare type (males even more so). They are&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; introspective&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;caring,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;sensitive&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;gentle &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;complex &lt;/span&gt;people that &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;strive for peace&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;derive satisfaction from helping others&lt;/span&gt;. INFJs are highly &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;intuitive&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; empathetic&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;dedicated listeners.&lt;/span&gt; These traits tend to act as a "tell me what's wrong" sign on their forehead, hence the nicknames Confidant, Counselor or Empath. INFJs are &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;intensely private&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;deeply committed to their beliefs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: (forgot to put)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;INFJ Strengths&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Warm&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;affirming&lt;/span&gt; by nature&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to achieving the ultimate relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sensitive&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;concerned&lt;/span&gt; for others' feelings -&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually have &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;good communication skills&lt;/span&gt;, especially written ^^&lt;br /&gt;Take their &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;commitments very seriously&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;seek lifelong relationships-Good luck with that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;very high expectations for themselves and others&lt;/span&gt; (both a strength and weakness)-DUH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Good listeners&lt;/span&gt; ^^&lt;br /&gt;Are able to move on after a relationship has ended(once they're sure it's over)-like i got one XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;INFJ Weaknesses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tendency to &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;hold back part of themselves&lt;/span&gt;-True true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not good&lt;/strong&gt; with money or practical day-to-day life necessities&lt;/span&gt;(Definitely)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Extreme&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;dislike of conflict and criticism&lt;/span&gt; (Who likes it? See, I just got criticised)&lt;br /&gt;Have very high expectations for themselves and others (both a strength and weakness)&lt;br /&gt;Have &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;difficulty leaving a bad relationship&lt;/span&gt; -How bad is BAD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INFJ Career MatchesINFJs are often happy with the following jobs which tend to match well with the Confidant/Visionary personality.&lt;br /&gt;Actor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alternative Medicine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist&lt;br /&gt;Child Care Worker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Child Development&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Chiropractor&lt;br /&gt;Church Worker&lt;br /&gt;Clergy&lt;br /&gt;Computer Programmer&lt;br /&gt;Computer Specialist&lt;br /&gt;Consultant&lt;br /&gt;Dentist&lt;br /&gt;Designer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Doctor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Educational Consultant&lt;br /&gt;Entrepreneur&lt;br /&gt;Human Resources&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lawyer/Attorney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Librarian&lt;br /&gt;Marketer&lt;br /&gt;Missionary&lt;br /&gt;Musician&lt;br /&gt;Photographer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Psychiatrist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Psychologist/Counselor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sales Representative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Scientist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Social Worker&lt;br /&gt;Systems Analyst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Teacher/Professor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trainer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Writer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The careers in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; are pretty interesting eh? I want to be a psychologist. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other jobs are good too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-4256048370996514154?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/4256048370996514154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=4256048370996514154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/4256048370996514154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/4256048370996514154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-was-bored-so-i-decided-to-do-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-5263722269187729204</id><published>2008-02-26T19:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T19:50:04.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Life is back to busy again. On Mon had 2 tests-SS and Physics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;They both sucked. Physics the graph maybe can get 1 mark tong qing fen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The gradient I got was 0.14....WHERE GOT GRADIENT SO LOW ONE &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SS they ask how the Bill becomes a LAW. O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wrote some crap. Found out I missed a few keywords and all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WO YAO TONG QING FEN!!! (Yes i am THAT despo...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Then got CCA. All was well until the teacher gave me the audition piece. *KEELS OVER*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Quite okay, actually got 2 songs. One is the notes easy, tempo not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The other one is notes not THAT easy, but can go at your own speed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Turns out is our OWN CELLO TEACHER write one. GAH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Have to go for audition in 2 weeks. &gt;.&gt; Very stressful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I want to pass the audition, but dun wan go for the camp (5 days)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The teacher says that it would be useless. 5 days only, how much can you learn I ask you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;If it was youth orchestra, I would go. Longer, and constant practise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I hate this bloody audition thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Oh yeah, I also got ask where to get a violin under $200.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;The teacher gave me this look : O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Teacher: You learning violin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Me: Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;T: What is your budget?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;M: $200&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;T: O.o So cheap de can play?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;M: Cannot meh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;T: You might as well use it as firewood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;M: That is really expensive firewood, $200 for one stick!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;T: Thats all its good for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;XDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Then today got rehearsal. We screwed up the tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So we brought back the cello to prac. Cant believe im doing that. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Oh yeah, our class found 2 kittens near the bushes today. White fur blue eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yong Chen wanted to name them Cotton and Wool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Some ppl decided to be extra and go bring them in class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The kittens were seperated. Go figure. They are siblings for gooness sakes! Rescue none oor both! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Gah. Why are there so many kittens in AHS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sometimes you laugh when you should cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-5263722269187729204?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/5263722269187729204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=5263722269187729204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/5263722269187729204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/5263722269187729204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/02/life-is-back-to-busy-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-1434187115665593507</id><published>2008-02-24T17:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T18:09:38.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yo! Went to Tampines mall today to buy earsticks. Got &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt; ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Also bought black earrings. I thought I lost my transparent ones so I went to buy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LEFT MY WALLET IN MY PARENTS HOUSE. T.T Sotong me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then when I came back, I found the earsticks. GAH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I like plastic earrings, they hurt less than the metal ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Then went to Yamaha to look at the violins. I know Im obsessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;They were so nice...but EX. Like $600 for one. &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I also wanted to buy the exam pieces for Grade One violin. But then didn't have enough $$$.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;My father says his friend's son also playing violin, so he is going to ask where to buy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;No need so good one. Second-hand also can. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;There was a Total Defence exhibition near the busstop. Very cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;They had an &lt;strong&gt;army jeep&lt;/strong&gt; and some &lt;strong&gt;NS men&lt;/strong&gt;. Can go and take photo with them. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Also got ppl giving out balloons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I actually debated whether I should go and take or not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Because so old le still take...then I saw some other older teenagers debating on the same thing. They went "You take la you take la" "No you take la" Lolol. X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I decided not to take. Then I walked further and saw another guy giving out balloons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I didn't resist. I just asked"Can I have one?" ^/////^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;So I got a lovely &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;helium-filled green&lt;/span&gt; balloon. YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ask and one shall recieve. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-1434187115665593507?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/1434187115665593507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=1434187115665593507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1434187115665593507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1434187115665593507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/02/yo-went-to-tampines-mall-today-to-buy.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-3835468039262533098</id><published>2008-02-23T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T23:50:44.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Many many many things have happened after only 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;We had our History test. Screw it. Forgot to write the last part. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Cannot get high marks le. Pris beat me liao lor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I felt that I forgot something, then the teacher say put down your pens, so thats what i did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Then Pris was like "What did you write for your Most Important Reason???" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Me: ....Need to write ah?! Oh fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Yep, Ive been saying the F-word more often. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Probrably because I'm angry at the mistakes made because of MY OWN STUPIDITY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;When we first got the question paper, Pris was like " Oh Fuck."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I thought it wasn't that bad untill I saw the question. Then I was like "Oh Fuck" too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Most of our class had that reaction, I noticed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Moving on... Mr Neo is seriously boring. Im gonna have to self-learn Emaths at this rate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Oh yeah, the NCC guys had their marathon run today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I saw them when I was walking back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dr BOON was running with them. 0.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;At first one old guy pass by me, I thought "Wow. So old still so fit. Run in the afternoon somemore." Then more ppl ran past. Some with flags. They looked familiar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Then I realised that some of them were my classmates. 0.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Turn behind, see more ppl jogging. Hurry and siamed to the side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Then Dr Boon went "hello" at me. @.@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I went"Er...errr......" Very intelligent right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I got the feeling some of them were laughing. Wouldn't blame them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I then ran to the busstop and boarded the bus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Turns out the old man was Mr Hu. Blur me. &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I MIGHT pass my EMaths test. Cheers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Singapore won the bid to host the Youth Olympics. Cheers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;They giving the audition music next week. No cheers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Physics test next week. No cheers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2.4 test run next week. DEFINITELY no cheers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Bound to be last one lor. Always last one mah. The humillation. I dread next week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Guess I have to train harder to build up my stamina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And work harder at my other subjects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I definitely believe that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hard work can beat a genius&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Since I'm no genius, the other option would be to work hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Had my first violin lesson today. Not bad lar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I WANT MY OWN VIOLIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Wanted to buy from EBay actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;My parents said that musical instruments should be chosen from the shop. Dang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;When got time to buy? T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Violin is not that easy. Thank goodness got cello playing background. If not your whole upper body ,from fingers to your shoulders, will hurt. A lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Didnt hurt that much for me though. Arm felt slight cramps only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I want my own violin. Preferably around $100. Any shops to recommend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;When life starts making sense, your world is upside down again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-3835468039262533098?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/3835468039262533098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=3835468039262533098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/3835468039262533098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/3835468039262533098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/02/many-many-many-things-have-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-6874357938826453398</id><published>2008-02-18T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T21:28:20.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We had our Chi test today. It was a disaster.&lt;br /&gt;Not those type of &lt;em&gt;big big end-of-the-world&lt;/em&gt; disaster,but it still manages to screw up your life somehow. Especially when you get back your paper.&lt;br /&gt;The compre i could da4 gai4 understand, but the qns were...&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I just crap alot lor. Those ask you the explain what the words mean &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of 6 marks i'll be happy if I get 2.&lt;br /&gt;The other qns also just copy and paste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, A BIG THANK YOU to YiZhen for the nice Valentine's day card today!!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;Friends forever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to write a journal for English because we decided that it would be good to remember all the &lt;em&gt;happy&lt;/em&gt; things that happened to us in the first 8 weeks of school. &lt;strong&gt;Not&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it? We are like how old?!?! *GASP*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have many tests. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon-Chi Compre&lt;br /&gt;Tues-Free (i think)&lt;br /&gt;Wed-Chi Ci2 yu3 and Cheng2 yu3&lt;br /&gt;Thurs-History common test.&lt;br /&gt;            SS Quiz&lt;br /&gt;Fri-EMATHS!!!! &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Mon-AMATHS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is quite depressing when you look at it this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had CO. Another mini disaster.&lt;br /&gt;Now I have a paper cut on my left hand and a bloody blister on my right. Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;At least we learnt a new song.&lt;br /&gt;We MIGHT BE performing in Victoria Concert Hall at the end of this year to raise funds for the school. As usual.&lt;br /&gt;Here I was thinking that they wanted us to perform because they appreciated our music. GAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked home with Cindy today. Nearl puked over some of the mushy song lyrics that she said were nice and started singing. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Memories live unfortunately forever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-6874357938826453398?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/6874357938826453398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=6874357938826453398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/6874357938826453398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/6874357938826453398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/02/we-had-our-chi-test-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-7295626677741599136</id><published>2008-02-17T14:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T14:51:52.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday CO had to perform for the Alumni Lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Bet Boon wanted them to DONATE to the stadium.&lt;br /&gt;We only got to eat at the end of the whole thing *STOMACH GROWLS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets start from the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met JiaXuan on the way to sch, walked up together.&lt;br /&gt;Arrived too early, CO room not yet open.&lt;br /&gt;Said hi to many other early CO members. Quite many of the graduated seniors came back.&lt;br /&gt;All the pro pro ppl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia Xuan was so worried about the performance cos she scared she screw.&lt;br /&gt;Percussion very obvious one leh! I bound panic if I was her.&lt;br /&gt;So we sat on the swing to go over the song.&lt;br /&gt;Then YiJun (&lt;em&gt;GaoHu&lt;/em&gt; de) came. We got her to play so that Jia Xuan could get the tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Turns out she doesnt have some of the notes cos her instrument too high le.&lt;br /&gt;At least JiaXuan got the tempo right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to CO room and found a SLIGHTY pissed Cindy waiting there.&lt;br /&gt;Turns out she called me 6 times and i never answer cos i didnt bring my phone out. OOPS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we tuned our instruments and started shifting it to the tower hall.&lt;br /&gt;The stage DAMN CRAMP leh. If bow too much will bump into the &lt;em&gt;ruans.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw Doc Boon in an "eye-scarring, mind-scarring and soul-scarring ORANGE shirt"&lt;br /&gt;We were like "0.o/ &gt;.&lt; /...." She come so early one meh?!&lt;br /&gt;Then she left halfway before the thing started.&lt;br /&gt;We thought she went to change into sth even more scarring.&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness she didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went and performed for SOME PPL (alumni) who couldn't appreciate music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We perform, they TALK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn pissed bout it. Their parents didn't teach them manners ah?!&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to stab them with my bow.&lt;br /&gt;Now I know how do those musicians in restaurants feel.&lt;br /&gt;You play, and the people treat you like an object not worth mentioning. It sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CO didn't play their best yesterday. Was expected though.&lt;br /&gt;They only gave us ONE day to practice. Already quite pro le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate half of my food then Teri accidentally knocked it out of my hand when she was gesturing.&lt;br /&gt;So no food. T.T&lt;br /&gt;But Teri went and got me another packet. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Zhen1 de4 shi4 sai4 weng1 shi1 ma3.&lt;br /&gt;Went home with Teri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somethings are not necessary a disaster.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-7295626677741599136?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/7295626677741599136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=7295626677741599136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/7295626677741599136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/7295626677741599136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/02/yesterday-co-had-to-perform-for-alumni.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-862448316132433370</id><published>2008-02-14T19:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T19:40:59.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its Valentine's Day today!!!&lt;br /&gt;Our class was in a buzz. The girls were, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I dun really see the need for the big fuss, although getting chocolates and sweets are COOL. XDD&lt;br /&gt;Jac and Pris got a sweets(plenty) from their Angel. Lucky them.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get anything. T.T&lt;br /&gt;Jac says its most likely a guy, so thats why....&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I didn't get anything for my mortal either.&lt;br /&gt;So I need to go out and SHOP during the WEEKEND for sweets. Its a universal gift. X)&lt;br /&gt;Angels and Mortals is like Secret Santa. Only thing missing is the Christmas season.&lt;br /&gt;Now we are learning GRAPHS for Emaths. All this stuff is practically useless,&lt;br /&gt;when will we need graphs when we go and shop for GROCERIES?! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun really understand it, so i must memorise it until my brain finally gets it...someday.&lt;br /&gt;It happened before, somethings just hit you suddenly(not basketbals, footballs or tennis balls).&lt;br /&gt;I finally understood factorisation after 1 term. Cool right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jac, Pris, Cindy and a whole bunch of friends&lt;br /&gt;are going for some Malay Conversational programme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to go, so i didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after seeing the amount of ppl present, I felt like going. But it was too late.&lt;br /&gt;Can't really go in the class halfway and say you want to join right?&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I guess this shows you are supposed to be responsible for your own actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, my aunt gave birth ths morning. Around 6.&lt;br /&gt;By then i was already half-awake thus i heard them talking bout it.&lt;br /&gt;She gave birth to a baby boy named "Clayton Enrique De Souza"&lt;br /&gt;Long name, hope he can grow up to fit it. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;As long as he doesnt end up as another hair-puller like 1 year old Dominic, its fine.&lt;br /&gt;I actually thought she would give birth on Tues after CNY.&lt;br /&gt;So we had a bet.&lt;br /&gt;Mother-Mon&lt;br /&gt;Me-Tues&lt;br /&gt;Older aunt-Thurs&lt;br /&gt;Guess wiseness comes with age.&lt;br /&gt;They say the doc was good lor. Guess correctly.&lt;br /&gt;He helped give birth to ALL the kids (me, my bro and cousins)&lt;br /&gt;All same doc. 0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY was fun. Although i found out I was one of the shortest kids there...&lt;br /&gt;All of them are older than me by a few years only...So tall le. Mostly girls.&lt;br /&gt;The male ones were taller than me already. Must be in the genes.&lt;br /&gt;Then when taking photo had to stand in front, cos ai3 de4 yao4 zhan4 qian2 mian4. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Im 163cm and called short. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Played blackjet with the marternal side. Lost ALL MY SWEETS to my Sec 2 cousin. T.T&lt;br /&gt;Last round ma. All or nothing. Sighs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to go redo Physics graph le. BB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owari&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-862448316132433370?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/862448316132433370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=862448316132433370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/862448316132433370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/862448316132433370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-valentines-day-today-our-class-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-1145802420698054240</id><published>2008-01-23T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T21:46:25.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im gonna flunk the 2 math subjects.&lt;br /&gt;Its only be 3 weeks, and i already want to DIE.&lt;br /&gt;Amath still not bad, but Emath is BAD, VERY BAD.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Neo damn boring. I hate his frinkin every lesson 1 test thing.&lt;br /&gt;He saws homework is optional. Duh! We do it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;If we dun do, we flunk. I do, I still flunk. Got diff meh???&lt;br /&gt;Very sian leh, his lesson. He try speak in his newscaster voice i get goosebumps.&lt;br /&gt;BAD BAD BAD&lt;br /&gt;So in conclusion, you will soon be seeing me in maths remedial Cindy.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Physics too. It came back to bite me in the ass. (quotes jac)&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone have any ideas for SciFi stories? Have to write for the bloody writing competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah...CO has new JUNIORS!  *CHEERS*&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't so excited last year though...&lt;br /&gt;I guess I feel that CO is quite a big part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;We had those station games.&lt;br /&gt;Cindy's was Badminpong XDDD&lt;br /&gt;She sabo me be leader, should thank her.&lt;br /&gt;I got a good group, so thanks Cindy!!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;Zhenyi's one was...refreshing. XD Especially when the weather so warm...&lt;br /&gt;This year sec 1s quite sporting. Dunnoe whether more sporting than the previous batch...&lt;br /&gt;We got 2 juniors in our section this year.&lt;br /&gt;Actually one is our age (PRC scholar)&lt;br /&gt;The other one looked like she didn't want to be here at all.&lt;br /&gt;It was her last choice. Cindy say we have to psycho her... If not next year SYF how?!?&lt;br /&gt;Now im a librarian, trying desperately to clock up 100 CIP hours to knock off points.&lt;br /&gt;Since i don't take higher Chi mah...so have to resort to back door means XD&lt;br /&gt;I dun really like sectionals. The teacher is a PERFECTIONIST.&lt;br /&gt;Last Mon i got a feeling she wanted to vomit blood.&lt;br /&gt;Hello? I didn't play that song for a damn long time how to remember? &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, still got CNY performance.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder she train us so hard.&lt;br /&gt;Teri says we will play our best during the performance itself. I agree.&lt;br /&gt;The SYF the year before proved it. Guess CO does work well under pressure.&lt;br /&gt;All the best for the concert! (and my amath test)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owari&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-1145802420698054240?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/1145802420698054240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=1145802420698054240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1145802420698054240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1145802420698054240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-gonna-flunk-2-math-subjects.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-4388851450627415627</id><published>2008-01-05T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T12:06:33.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a DOWNRIGHT UNLUCKY DAY.&lt;br /&gt;It started out with a dialogue session with -GASP- Doc Boon!!! *lightning clap*&lt;br /&gt;She called out 1 number and the person had to come out.&lt;br /&gt;As i was the UNLUCKY ONE, i was called out. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird thing is, most of the people i know got called up.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, they split us into groups of 2,&lt;br /&gt;one was for the core values, the other was for the SEL values.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even know they existed. -.-&lt;br /&gt;So she made us do stupid things to show our CONFIDENCE. Urgghh....&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to kill her. Really.&lt;br /&gt;They should just change the name of the session to "humiliation session"&lt;br /&gt;She also like to make fun of ppl. That idiot.&lt;br /&gt;I think I got off easy.&lt;br /&gt;Made me remember the values that the others say.&lt;br /&gt;Cannot remember than she say "now i know how your teachers suffer..."&lt;br /&gt;Hello? Are you kidding? We are not COMPUTERS.&lt;br /&gt;That is why there is something called a NOTEBOOK,&lt;br /&gt;and there is the act of TAKING NOTES. =.=&lt;br /&gt;I HATE HER MORE THAN EVER.&lt;br /&gt;She broke one of the damn rules already : RESPECT.&lt;br /&gt;She asked one guy, Adriel, "What you eat to become so big size?"&lt;br /&gt;He say he didn't know. She said that that answer was PATHETIC.&lt;br /&gt;Jeez, couldn't she just leave it!&lt;br /&gt;She was standing in front of him,so she didn't see his buey song lian.&lt;br /&gt;There is a line between HUMILIATION and JOKES.&lt;br /&gt;She crossed it.&lt;br /&gt;He looked like he wanted to kill her. Wouldn't blame him. I wanted to do that too.&lt;br /&gt;Wish somebody just said sth smart to her on stage. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;She can't even remember the SEL values, still make us remember...&lt;br /&gt;STUPID...the faster she lives the sch the better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least CCA selection wasn't bad... actually went quite well.&lt;br /&gt;Although i freaked out when the mike was DIRECTLY in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;I shifted it, then the PA came and shifted them back. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Told the teacher, then he help me lor.&lt;br /&gt;Now my right arm aching because of the cello.&lt;br /&gt;UG more suay. They march halfway rain.&lt;br /&gt;Then i overheard some of the NCC yell to the sec 1s,"If you want big muscles. join NCC!"&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Thats the gist of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owari&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-4388851450627415627?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/4388851450627415627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=4388851450627415627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/4388851450627415627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/4388851450627415627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2008/01/yesterday-was-downright-unlucky-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-5499501501345940986</id><published>2007-12-29T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T13:26:48.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am now posting cos i have nothing better to do.&lt;br /&gt;Actually i do. Thats my homework.&lt;br /&gt;But then whether i wan to do it is a different story. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't think of a storyline, even a bad one.&lt;br /&gt; I shudder to think what marks i would get in return, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im in Class 3J next year, same with Jac, Pris, and others.&lt;br /&gt;Not bad, this batch. They are a decent lot. I THINK.&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was okay this year.&lt;br /&gt;Got a HUGE turtle soft toy, the com game (bejeweled),&lt;br /&gt;a portable fan that has the ability to bend as back as 90 degrees....&lt;br /&gt;It seems that we are all getting lesser and lesser presents.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe its just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my youngest aunt's house. She recently got married.&lt;br /&gt;They are Christians, so they celebrate CHRISTMAS. ^^&lt;br /&gt;They even have a nice tree, turket, ham, pie...&lt;br /&gt;You know? All the western Christmas-y type of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out my 2 other cousins watch D-Gray Man. Surprisingly.&lt;br /&gt;They said they watched it as there were bloody parts. Figures. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody has any idea for a compo? Im open to ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owari&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-5499501501345940986?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/5499501501345940986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=5499501501345940986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/5499501501345940986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/5499501501345940986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-am-now-posting-cos-i-have-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-4860579403183823187</id><published>2007-12-18T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T10:19:39.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm....Dint update for a really LONG time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we had our little CO Concert.&lt;br /&gt;I fell sick. But still went anyway.&lt;br /&gt;At first i just felt like puking,&lt;br /&gt;then ended up getting fever. At least i survived the trip back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Boon was watching, she looked like a BANANA, yellow all over.&lt;br /&gt;Her pants look like they were made of curtains or tablecloths.&lt;br /&gt;No kidding, even my grandmother would'nt wear stuff like that...&lt;br /&gt;We rushed through our sectional song, too nervous le.&lt;br /&gt;At least our whole section rush together.&lt;br /&gt;I had to use Hwee Kay's cello, since Valerie was using mine as hers got prob.&lt;br /&gt;It was fine, other than the fact that the cello had NO MARKINGS.&lt;br /&gt;I had to mark last min, then when playing i not really used to the new markings.&lt;br /&gt;So played some stuff wrongly.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end, Dr Boon was like"this is a heavy investment...(teachers)"&lt;br /&gt;Walao, take our $$$ still say heavy investment...&lt;br /&gt;If this is heavy what is sports eh?&lt;br /&gt;But comfirm less heavy than her one lar.&lt;br /&gt;Then she asked Dora after the concert,"is that thing (yangqin) heavy?"&lt;br /&gt;Stupid right! She carry see la!&lt;br /&gt;Cindy told Dora that she should have told her:&lt;br /&gt;Can you ask more intelligent questions, you are INSULTING my intelligence!&lt;br /&gt;Ha, ha and ha.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to throw my bow at her when she mentioned the heavy investment thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my fever gone le, now got cough instead. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to start on my damn homework.&lt;br /&gt;Thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owari&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-4860579403183823187?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/4860579403183823187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=4860579403183823187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/4860579403183823187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/4860579403183823187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2007/12/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-3866654447554084780</id><published>2007-11-27T20:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T21:06:23.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, me, Jac, Sya, Pris and Ziyad went to the Science Centre.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, we went to the Omni-theartre to watch DINOSAURS&lt;br /&gt;as Jac's father got free tickets to the place.&lt;br /&gt;Of course we didn't go all the way there to watch ONE show,&lt;br /&gt;so we bought tickets to the Sci centre as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to meet at Tampines MRT station at 9 0'clock.&lt;br /&gt;I was the earliest, followed by Pris.&lt;br /&gt;We had to wait for the other 3. *shakes head despairingly*&lt;br /&gt;So much for DO NOT BE LATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we reached early, we decided to go eat Mac.&lt;br /&gt;I ended up the last one to order as I couldn't decide what to eat.&lt;br /&gt;When I finally decided to eat "Big Breakfast",&lt;br /&gt;they only gave me the orange juice as Sya took the last one.&lt;br /&gt;So I had to wait. What luck! (or lack off)&lt;br /&gt;At least I wasnt alone, Jac also needed to wait for her food.&lt;br /&gt;Jac told me how High School Musical 2 went,&lt;br /&gt;turns out it was (supposed to bo) horribly cliche.&lt;br /&gt;She said that&lt;br /&gt;there were 4 coulples, then the main 1 kissed, then got fireworks,&lt;br /&gt;then got the pool party where they all drowned,&lt;br /&gt;then played the FUNERAL version of We'll all in this Together.&lt;br /&gt;That plot is not cliche, how many plots you know end like this? ^.^&lt;br /&gt;But then, Im gonna assume that the ppl reading my blog&lt;br /&gt;actually possesses a BRAIN,&lt;br /&gt;thus should be able to sort the truth out.&lt;br /&gt;Thus if anyone chooses to sue me for Twisting Of Plotline,&lt;br /&gt;don't, save your $$$ and sue Jac instead. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Omni-theartre was AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;Although I got a headache after watching.&lt;br /&gt;Its like really 3-D.&lt;br /&gt;Besides us, there were young kids (kindergardeners and P1s) watching.&lt;br /&gt;We felt like the dinosaurs as we feel so... OLD. xP&lt;br /&gt;There was the WARNING: some scenes might not be suitable for young children.&lt;br /&gt;As in the fact that it would be SCARY.&lt;br /&gt;At least the kids didn't start screaming. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the Sci Centre.&lt;br /&gt;Ziyad scared a Caucasian woman when he appeared headless. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;He did that quite a few times.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, the MORE the MERRIER!!!&lt;br /&gt;We went to look at the iSPACE thingy.&lt;br /&gt;They had a real INSULTING host.&lt;br /&gt;His humour would have been better appreciated if he wasnt dissing us all the time.&lt;br /&gt;As he has Artificial Intelligence, I cant really kill him...&lt;br /&gt;At least he wasnt lame.&lt;br /&gt;Jac, Sya and Ziyad posed as NEWSCASTERS! *cheer*&lt;br /&gt;Me and Pris were watching. It was hilarious x))))&lt;br /&gt;Soon we had to go home.&lt;br /&gt;Pris wanted to go to West Mall, which was at Bukit Timah,&lt;br /&gt;as ahe wanted to meet a gaming friend that works there. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Jac did something mind-scarring with her to orangutans (keychains)&lt;br /&gt;I shall speak nothing more about it as it is so MIND-SCARRING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owari&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-3866654447554084780?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/3866654447554084780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=3866654447554084780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/3866654447554084780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/3866654447554084780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2007/11/today-me-jac-sya-pris-and-ziyad-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-1036176719231460673</id><published>2007-11-25T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T13:40:48.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I took out my ear studs yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;The left ear was fine, the right ear was...not so fine.&lt;br /&gt;I saw a patch of reddish-brown at the back of my right ear.&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I panicked.&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't you if your ear just got some additional but unwelcomed colour?&lt;br /&gt;My mother came and told me it was a BLOOD CLOT.&lt;br /&gt;WTH!?&lt;br /&gt;She said it would go away by itself. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;I hope i don't die from this...&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe how stupid it would be on your death cert?&lt;br /&gt;Under cause of death: Blood clot due to EAR PIERCING.&lt;br /&gt;Oh the stupidity. *bangs head on wall*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CO has chosen their new Sec 2 comm members!&lt;br /&gt;They are: Zheng Yi&lt;br /&gt;                  Joycelyn&lt;br /&gt;                  Dora&lt;br /&gt;                  Cindy&lt;br /&gt;Now Cindy owes me a drink. ^^&lt;br /&gt;She said if i got in the comm, i have to treat her.&lt;br /&gt;I argued that it should be the other way 'round.&lt;br /&gt;She said when somebody gets a promotion,&lt;br /&gt;the person treats others.&lt;br /&gt;Now she's in the comm, she has to treat US :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Mr Tay finally knew that GREEN TEA KILLS SPERMS.&lt;br /&gt;I told him.&lt;br /&gt;Cindy bought 2 canned drinks,&lt;br /&gt;one for experiments, the other for drinking(duh)&lt;br /&gt;One of them was GREEN TEA. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should be what happened so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owari&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-1036176719231460673?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/1036176719231460673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=1036176719231460673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1036176719231460673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1036176719231460673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-took-out-my-ear-studs-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-3398879346517973590</id><published>2007-11-22T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T23:46:33.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy late birthday to me!&lt;br /&gt;I like to thank all the people who wished me a happy birthday,&lt;br /&gt;whether or not they gave me presents :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far many things happened.&lt;br /&gt;Went through the interview selection thingy,&lt;br /&gt;gave some crappy answers.&lt;br /&gt;Think i was pretty lucky, the senior who asked difficult qns was&lt;br /&gt;asked not to ask as even the other members couldnt answer.&lt;br /&gt;So i didnt realli get the difficult qns.&lt;br /&gt;As i was the LAST one, sth bad had to happen. Of course.&lt;br /&gt;Turns out the classrooms were locked, and thus the teachers went back.&lt;br /&gt;Then they asked me, what would you do in this type of situation? O.o&lt;br /&gt;Hello??? They dun noe what to do in this type of situation still ask me.&lt;br /&gt;Have self prac can already. Still haven learnt finish the second song...&lt;br /&gt;Cindy also showed me a funny video on her phone.&lt;br /&gt;It was about a guy insulting Parchedell( i think),the writer of Canon in D.&lt;br /&gt;If you havent heard of it, you should be SAD.&lt;br /&gt;He was angry as he was a Celloist, and the only got to play 3 notes that were repeated&lt;br /&gt;until there were 8 notes, then further repeated 54 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He counted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said that the melody comes back to haunt him.&lt;br /&gt;You know the song Graduation by Vitamin C?&lt;br /&gt;As we go on, we remember, la la la la~~~&lt;br /&gt;The tune is VERY FAMILIAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should be what happened on Mon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tues I went with my family to Terminal 3.&lt;br /&gt;Didnt really look much, all I know was that they sold good (but expensive) food,&lt;br /&gt;and their toilets blind your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;My eyes were sore when I stepped in.&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to see a skin specialist, becos of my pimples.&lt;br /&gt;Thought it was nth serious, until she prescribed like bout 6 diff creams...&lt;br /&gt;Also need to go on oral medication, but first need to take BLOOD TEST.&lt;br /&gt;Is it that serious? Not to mention the creams burn my skin.... X(&lt;br /&gt;Dunnoe when going....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On wed went with Cindy and Eunice (the older one) to buy gifts for the other seniors&lt;br /&gt;who are graduating.&lt;br /&gt;Turns out they are calling them back for some performance...&lt;br /&gt;We could be safe!!! Oops...Rambling here.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Bugis Street to shop. We found Wendy's gift quickly.&lt;br /&gt;It was a red CUTE devil plush toy.&lt;br /&gt;It actually reminded me of the cartoons used to represent dental plague...&lt;br /&gt;Cindy said it suits Wendy. She is evil, after all.&lt;br /&gt;That thing cost $9.90&lt;br /&gt;Next we found a small pig toy with hearts in its eyes. We got that for Hwee Kay.&lt;br /&gt;Not implying anything of course...&lt;br /&gt;But it was only $4, so we bought a keychain/flashlight thing so total was $9.90&lt;br /&gt;The other 2 gifts were a problem, as we didnt know them well enough...&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, after walking for a LONG time,&lt;br /&gt;we got Ivan a shirt for $10 and ChenXi earrings that cost $9.90 in total.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch at seafood harvest. My $$$....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Eunice had to go, so we sent her off, making her carry the other gifts as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then me and Cindy went to watch the movie"ENCHANTED"&lt;br /&gt;Quite a nice show, music was nice, although some parts were too sappy for my tastes...&lt;br /&gt;Couldnt be help, it was a ROMANCE show after all...&lt;br /&gt;But i do like the funny parts ^^&lt;br /&gt;They took stuff out of Snow White, Sleeping Beauty and Cinderella&lt;br /&gt;and made it into a movie.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldnt mind watching it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy gave me a black cat soft toy named Frights, but then she said i could rename.&lt;br /&gt;So its new name is... CINDY. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;Have to get her a BIG soft toy for her Bday... My $$$... Lols&lt;br /&gt;Also want to get Mr Tay a wedding gift... My $$$...&lt;br /&gt;I spent most of my Bday $$ in ONE day! *screams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i couldnt really go out, as my grandparents didnt let me.&lt;br /&gt;Said i was going out too much and I might get BAD INFLUENCE.&lt;br /&gt;They shouldnt have let me go to school then, it practically SPREADS bad influence.&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, I went to Hosy's house.&lt;br /&gt;I got her Bday gift, THANKS Hosy! ^^&lt;br /&gt;So play a bit of Maple at her house, keep waiting for fireworks lol...&lt;br /&gt;Then she play audi while i watch. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Also had a bowl of cereal. Thanks again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that concludes part of my week so far...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again for everyone who wished me a happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;You guys made my week :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owari&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-3398879346517973590?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/3398879346517973590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=3398879346517973590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/3398879346517973590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/3398879346517973590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-late-birthday-to-me-i-like-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-2575362655409005779</id><published>2007-11-18T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T21:12:04.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My birthday is in 3 more days.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody in my family really remembered it.&lt;br /&gt;They knew it was some time in Nov, but they dun noe the date.&lt;br /&gt;As a result, I had my birthday cake YESTERDAY.&lt;br /&gt;They said that it was according to the Chinese Calendar. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;At least they got the cake flavour right.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe becos they got it wrong for so many years so through elimination,&lt;br /&gt;they get the cake i wanted.&lt;br /&gt;Last few years were fruit cake, nut cake...All those i dun like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got birthday $$$ in red packet, like during CNY.&lt;br /&gt;Went out to Tampines Mall to fix my spectacles, one of the small padding-thingys dropped. =.=&lt;br /&gt;My mum, aunt and grandmother went to choose an umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;They took a REALLY long time.&lt;br /&gt;I also saw HuiFeng (i tink thats her name) there with her mum.&lt;br /&gt;Her mother also went to look at umbrellas. 0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my ears pierced. Oww....&lt;br /&gt;The person was like: Its like an ant bite!&lt;br /&gt;The jab was like an ant bite, the pain that followed certainly wasnt. Ouch....&lt;br /&gt;Actually wanted to go to Yellow to get a new sch bag. Instead i got pierced ears.&lt;br /&gt;Bought some clothes too. Thats bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week i will be busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr CO start earlier than usual, cos need interview &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec 2s must come EARLY. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;They want to interview for Comm Members.&lt;br /&gt;I dont realli care whether i become one or not. Dont have a choice anyway...&lt;br /&gt;Also have to buy uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tues: Going with cousins to Terminal 3. Food should be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed: Buying gifts with Eunice and Cindy.&lt;br /&gt;          Thus i have to leave my booklist with Hosy so she can help me get and give to my Gps.&lt;br /&gt;          THANKS HOSY. :)))) &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;Thurs: Going out with Hosy to celebrate late birthdae. Anybody else wanna come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri: CO again. *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has to be the busiest week so far....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owari&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-2575362655409005779?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/2575362655409005779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=2575362655409005779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/2575362655409005779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/2575362655409005779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-birthday-is-in-3-more-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-1800551923487562753</id><published>2007-11-12T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T21:44:17.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had cca today.&lt;br /&gt;Wasnt so bad until the teacher told us that there&lt;br /&gt;was a CONCERT coming up in NOV.&lt;br /&gt;Hello? It IS Nov NOW! *screams*&lt;br /&gt;In the end, they said it was in DEC.&lt;br /&gt;Phew. No really. Seeing that each sectional has to perfom an item on THEIR OWN.&lt;br /&gt;*screams again*&lt;br /&gt;It means each person has to play VERY well, as there wont be ppl covering up for us.&lt;br /&gt;We decided on 2 songs, Sunrise and Minute in C.&lt;br /&gt;Sunrise was okay, Minute in C----not really.&lt;br /&gt;Havent finish the first part of the song &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I panic? YES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of funny things happen during cca today.&lt;br /&gt;Cindy got a new phone. Its the same as Jac, only the colour was different.&lt;br /&gt;Jac was silver, Cindy was white.&lt;br /&gt;*looks on enviously*&lt;br /&gt;I found out a new function on my phone.&lt;br /&gt;Turns out it has a "voice dialling" and "voice answer" thing.&lt;br /&gt;Means you can call the person just by saying their name (in the phonebook)&lt;br /&gt;to the phone.&lt;br /&gt;You can also reject calls by saying busy. Then the busy tone will be set.&lt;br /&gt;Learning how to use these interesting features...&lt;br /&gt;Cindy wore contact lenses, which weent very useful as she could not see&lt;br /&gt;things from far.&lt;br /&gt;Her spectacles were sent for repair, thus she needed contacts.&lt;br /&gt;Our teacher said we should wear contacts, she claims that wearing spectacles&lt;br /&gt;for too long causes you to have goldfish eyes. Really???&lt;br /&gt;We also learnt how to "rou xuan"&lt;br /&gt;It makes playing long notes and slow songs sound nicer.&lt;br /&gt;I could only use my first finger well, the second finger not as well,&lt;br /&gt;the third and fourth finger were gone cases. Had finger cramps. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back with Hosy and Cindy.&lt;br /&gt;Were looking at 2 newly built houses and was shocked that there were ppl living there already.&lt;br /&gt;We were talking bout how kan chiong they all were.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the owners were homeless and waited&lt;br /&gt; once the last tile was laid on the ground, they rushed in.&lt;br /&gt;Singaporeans are so kia su, could have happenned although the chances are low...&lt;br /&gt;We passed one 5-storey house. We were like" how the owner clean?"&lt;br /&gt;Answers: Get someone else to do&lt;br /&gt;                 Throw a rag at the top and watch it "slide" down&lt;br /&gt;We ended up making up a mostly humourous story of somebody who fell to her&lt;br /&gt;DEATH while cleaning all the windows, and thus the house became HAUNTED.&lt;br /&gt;New owners reported hearing someone clean the windows at night,&lt;br /&gt;then hearing a high-pitch scream and a "oof" sound. Guesses anyone? :)&lt;br /&gt;Then when one of the owners finally saw the ghost,&lt;br /&gt;he was like "Why the hell did you come only now?"&lt;br /&gt;Ghost: *pulls back long hair* Oi! Should be thankful that i bothered to clean the windows at NIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;Owner: Didnt ask you to come at night what! If you want to come to clean you should have came during CHI NEW YEAR because of spring-cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLS. Thats bout it as the 3 of us were too busy laughing to continue the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owari&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-1800551923487562753?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/1800551923487562753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=1800551923487562753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1800551923487562753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1800551923487562753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2007/11/had-cca-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-5176873337236453114</id><published>2007-11-07T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T14:13:52.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went to the class chalet yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Quite fun la. I missed the sharing though cos I had to go back early.&lt;br /&gt;I think I was the earliest to go back home actually. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Hosy didnt come cos she had to pt braces; Crystal didnt come cos she didnt want to PAY.&lt;br /&gt;To think her name is Crystal Pay. I think she prefers Pay Crystal. =.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before my grandparents let me go,&lt;br /&gt;they gave me a 15 mins speech on what should or should&lt;br /&gt;not do at the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;They are so over-reacting.&lt;br /&gt;Its only a chalet. Nothing bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First met Yizhen at the MRT cos I didnt know how to go there. *sheepish smile*&lt;br /&gt;We went to White Sands to buy some things then we went to the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;Found QiXin and Donovan playing PSP (Naruto)&lt;br /&gt;Who knew that they actually watch the show?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they didnt, they just play the game only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The TV in the chalet was playing the show "Pinky Dinky Doo"&lt;br /&gt;It was a brain-numbing experience. Really.&lt;br /&gt;YinSoon was looking like he enjoyed the show.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder he so stupid, watch this type of programme...&lt;br /&gt;I think he watches it MANY times, he could even tell what was gonna happen next. o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yizhen and I went upstairs to take a look.&lt;br /&gt;Found YuHao, Junsheng, XingKai and Eekwee sleeping. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;They woke up when they saw Yizhen's Mac breakfast though.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back downstairs to watch that "brain-numbing programme"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually wanted to watch Secret on the portable DVD player of XinWei's.&lt;br /&gt;But then Eekwee was hogging it and absolutely refused to give it up&lt;br /&gt;so I decided to watch YinSoon play PSP (naruto)&lt;br /&gt;He got his ass kicked. Donovan went"YinSoon so noob" so did JunSheng.&lt;br /&gt;Finally Eekwee finish using so we could watch Secret.&lt;br /&gt;Turns out YS watch the show about 3 times.&lt;br /&gt;He was a SPOILER. Although he didnt spoil much la.&lt;br /&gt;He knew who was gonna say what EXACTLY 0.o&lt;br /&gt;He said he watch bout 2 to 3 times, the challenge part he watched over 10 times.&lt;br /&gt;o.0 Obsessed much?&lt;br /&gt;Then Weiting came. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was watching it halfway then suddenly the screen went blank.&lt;br /&gt;Why? Cos no battery. I blame Eekwee.&lt;br /&gt;So had to charge lor. Watch a bit more than all of us went for lunch at the food court.&lt;br /&gt;WeiAn bought chiken rice with a SMALL chicken.&lt;br /&gt;The WHOLE chicken.&lt;br /&gt;XingKai say they kill them when they are 2 months old. Poor things.&lt;br /&gt;Stuff there is definitely more expensive.&lt;br /&gt;We met WeiXiang at the food court. ^^&lt;br /&gt;She brought fried rice for the BBQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the guys went to the arcade. Weiting and Weixiang wanted to go shopping,&lt;br /&gt;but Yizhen and I didnt want to. No $$$ mah. For shopping anyway.&lt;br /&gt;We actually wanted to go cycling, but then it would be boring with just 2 ppl.&lt;br /&gt;We went to SCOOP. You know where you scoop out toys with that mechanical hand thingy?&lt;br /&gt;Didnt get anything. Waste my money. *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;The machine's a scam, Im sure.&lt;br /&gt;Doesnt even grip properly, how to lift???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we helped Weixiang to take her bag to the chalet, since there was nth to do.&lt;br /&gt;Met Micah and Tzy Harn. So we all went out.&lt;br /&gt;Tzy Harn wanted to buy bread, so he went to Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;He didnt notice that the sign said 4D and Toto only. His loss.&lt;br /&gt;He came out a min later looking confused. Wont blame him.&lt;br /&gt;I thought they sold other stuff besides offering betting services.&lt;br /&gt;So we went to NTUC, i think.&lt;br /&gt;He ended up buying biscuits instead of bread.&lt;br /&gt;He said he couldnt find the kind he wanted.&lt;br /&gt;Hello??? Bread is practically all the same!&lt;br /&gt;I bought a bottle of Kickapoo cos I was thirsty. I still haven finish it.&lt;br /&gt;Micah went to join the rest at the arcade whil the 3 of us went back to SCOOP.&lt;br /&gt;Tzy Harn tried to get the toy. Failed obviously.&lt;br /&gt;He also thinks that the toy-picking things a scam. &lt;br /&gt;At least the candy one worked. Yizhen got A LOT of sweets. Lucky her.&lt;br /&gt;Then we wanted to play at the arcade. Think the guys went back to the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;We needed YinSoon 's card, meaning we had to wait for him to come. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;So we played  the car racing thing first. (4 player)&lt;br /&gt;YinSoon paying mah, so why not?&lt;br /&gt;Ended up: Yinsoon-1st&lt;br /&gt;                   Yizhen-2nd&lt;br /&gt;                   Me-3rd&lt;br /&gt;                   Tzy Harn-4th&lt;br /&gt;Damn fun. I couldnt drive forward cos Yizhen and Yinsoon were blocking the way,&lt;br /&gt;while Tzy Harn kept on crashing into cars at the back.&lt;br /&gt;We actually wanted to play the percussion thingy, but got ppl playing.&lt;br /&gt;So we played the keyboard version.&lt;br /&gt;Damn hard. Failed almost immediately. Even though there were 3 ppl pressing.&lt;br /&gt;Then we played those type of "take the hammer and bash the things that pop up" games.&lt;br /&gt;The guys also took the hammer from the game next to it and also used their hands to hit.&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, GAME OVER. Our score was only 19. o.o&lt;br /&gt;Finally got to play the percussion thing.&lt;br /&gt;After few failures, we had an arrangement. I hit cymbals, Yizhen hits the rest.&lt;br /&gt;Guys had to sit out, but they still hit.&lt;br /&gt;What do you know, we cleared each stage.&lt;br /&gt;Yizhen is a good drummer...with some assistance of course...^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back to the chalet. The guys(all of them) wanted to go swimming.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Yizhen wanted to, but we didnt bring swimwear and extra clothes.&lt;br /&gt;Met Huiwen, Yuanzhan, Eugene and Zhilin. They didnt swim either.&lt;br /&gt;The guys went" last one to strip gets thrown in" and all of them started stripping.&lt;br /&gt;My eyes, THEY BURN! Not really.&lt;br /&gt;Last one was YinSoon, but he got the shirt off in time.&lt;br /&gt;Weiting,weixiang and Xinting were the only girls who swam.&lt;br /&gt;At one point they wanted to drag Eugene in, but it wasnt easy.&lt;br /&gt;The lifeguard made them stop.&lt;br /&gt;There's even video footage. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Played for a while then the swimmers bathed while the rest prepared BBQ.&lt;br /&gt;The food was great, think I ate too much though. Got a stomachache afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;Yizhen and XingKai set up the fire. Xingkai sweat like crazy lor.&lt;br /&gt;XinWei forgot to bring tongs =.-&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe him? We had to go buy. Sent Zhilin.&lt;br /&gt;QiJing came when we were preparing the food. She helped out.&lt;br /&gt;The other guys(swimmers) other than JunSheng, Xingkai and YuHao went to the arcade.&lt;br /&gt;We actually considered starving them. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;The food was tasty. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the gist of what happened on 6th Nov, 2L chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owari&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-5176873337236453114?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/5176873337236453114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=5176873337236453114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/5176873337236453114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/5176873337236453114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-went-to-class-chalet-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-4460098251425948876</id><published>2007-10-31T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T20:54:46.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was browsing the communities at Live Journal&lt;br /&gt;when I found a couple of good quotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not bossy. I just have BETTER IDEAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being perfect isn't as easy as I make it look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive and forget, but keep a LIST OF NAMES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I'm not judgemental like all you SMUG, SUPERFICIAL IDIOTS.(irony much?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the above descibe Hyoutei from P.O.T XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually there are more, but im too lazy to type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going with Jac to Pasir Ris there to ride bikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna learn. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is if it doesnt rain, my thighs dont ache, there is a bike thats my size,&lt;br /&gt;I dont fall and get a concussion, I dont end up crashing into dustbins.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a lot of IFS.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owari&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-4460098251425948876?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/4460098251425948876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=4460098251425948876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/4460098251425948876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/4460098251425948876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-was-browsing-communities-at-live.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-357388973214518649</id><published>2007-10-27T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T17:12:25.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Great. A year just flies away like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2L is gonna be split up into itty-bitty bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss the class. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which class has ppl yelling "YinSoon, Chin Hee, WALAO!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Which class is as clean as the garbage dump?&lt;br /&gt;Which class has a clock that has stuff written on it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss the class. Especially the fun moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think when I first joined 2L, I didnt like the class. At all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was HORRIBLY noisy, the class didnt listen to the teacher at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention my first impression of Mrs Tham was a teacher that couldnt count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldnt blame me, she stared at the numbers on the whiteboard for so long&lt;br /&gt;when she tried to count the no. of people in class. LOLS&lt;br /&gt;I complained a lot, why was I put into 2L?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I wish the year wouldnt end, the class wouldnt split...&lt;br /&gt;A bit too late, isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;Just when I feel like I belong in the class....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now have to choose which stream to go to.&lt;br /&gt;1st choice: Triple Sci and Hist&lt;br /&gt;2nd choice: Triple Sci and Geog&lt;br /&gt;3rd choice: Chem/Bio and Lit/Hist&lt;br /&gt;4th choice: Chem/Bio and Lit/Geog&lt;br /&gt;5th choice: Any how put...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least there is still the class chalet.&lt;br /&gt;But its not like the WHOLE class is going, so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really in the mood to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owari&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-357388973214518649?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/357388973214518649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=357388973214518649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/357388973214518649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/357388973214518649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2007/10/great.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-3256860050689016403</id><published>2007-10-22T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T17:55:40.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today CCA not so bad, mostly becos the teacher never come.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE self-prac XD&lt;br /&gt;We managed to corrupt our juniors. Heeheee...*laughes evilly*&lt;br /&gt;We taught them how to drag their timing so that they can prac less.&lt;br /&gt;Told them what happened to us last year. The torture...&lt;br /&gt;We told them that they should have prepared earplugs,&lt;br /&gt;later the teacher scream at us theey also suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that exam foolscap paper?&lt;br /&gt;It has a margin and sth that says nothing should be written in the margin.&lt;br /&gt;So you know Cindy did cos she was bored?&lt;br /&gt;She wrote the word 'nothing' in the margin,&lt;br /&gt;bcos the instructions did say that 'nothing' was to be written in that margin.&lt;br /&gt;LOLS!!!&lt;br /&gt;Me and Valerie cracked up.&lt;br /&gt;I think we are getting along fine. (us and the juniors)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prac was fun, cos no teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Play halfway then start laughing over some mistake.&lt;br /&gt;The juniors looked at us as though we were crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Cindy told Eunice(our SL): You got see that screw on the floor?&lt;br /&gt;AKA telling our SL that she has a screw loose. LOLS&lt;br /&gt;Our Prac passed like that.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, happiness, just a smart word away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owari&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-3256860050689016403?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/3256860050689016403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=3256860050689016403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/3256860050689016403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/3256860050689016403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2007/10/today-cca-not-so-bad-mostly-becos.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-3465677751910132162</id><published>2007-10-22T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T12:29:11.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well... I want to bang my head against the wall.&lt;br /&gt;The com in the library sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Damn lag.&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays life quite dull, everyday wake up and do the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;Now reading Chi comic, currently takes 2 hr on AVERAGE to finish one.&lt;br /&gt;Fast rite? Even im surprised.&lt;br /&gt;We got the 2 books San Guo Yan Yi and Cao Fang Zi.&lt;br /&gt;I tink i will be 80 by the time i finish BOTH.&lt;br /&gt;Come on, 2 hrs one COMIC BOOK, what bout 2 whole books?&lt;br /&gt;Do the math. (Unless you suck at it, then better not)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typing this post in the library, damn boring.&lt;br /&gt;First went to DNT there make another keychain.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to library with Hosy and JeeWah.&lt;br /&gt;Of all the coms I got the laggy one.&lt;br /&gt;We told the librarian that we were searching for stuff.&lt;br /&gt;We never state what rite?&lt;br /&gt;So I ended up searching for pics, reading fanfiction and blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Oh joy. Why did i come to sch again???&lt;br /&gt;The com at home so much better what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today still got CCA. Teachers gonna scream.&lt;br /&gt;Havent prac in a LLOOOOOOONNNNGGG time. *shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;Bet the teacher will die by first bursting a blood vessel,&lt;br /&gt;then vomitting blood. (bcos blood vessel burst mah)&lt;br /&gt;Then her eyes will roll backwards and POOF!&lt;br /&gt;She goes to a happier place, where her students are most probrably more talented&lt;br /&gt;and would NOT cause her to die in such a HORRIBLE manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently got no time to play tennis le,think i gaining weight.&lt;br /&gt;In sch dun exercise, at home dun exercise. Hai....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i sleep quite late cos last time grandparents dun allow what...&lt;br /&gt;So now latest 11.&lt;br /&gt;But i usually dun sleep so late one if not bound oversleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are we doing for enterprise day? Haunted House.&lt;br /&gt;Dunnoe how they are going to go bout it.&lt;br /&gt;Saw them discussing about it, but they nver tell the class.&lt;br /&gt;Cannot like that leh! If they need us to bring stuff need to say earlier leh.&lt;br /&gt;Dun be last min, or else very gan chiong.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i shld pawn sch on Wed, still got parents letter to cover...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt sth from somewhere: Trikery is an art ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owari&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-3465677751910132162?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/3465677751910132162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=3465677751910132162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/3465677751910132162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/3465677751910132162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2007/10/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-60004605072203005</id><published>2007-10-13T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T13:30:44.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exams are over!!!&lt;br /&gt;We then had one day off as marking day.&lt;br /&gt;Came back on friday, and got 2 papers back.&lt;br /&gt;Sci and Chi!&lt;br /&gt;Did better then i expected for Chi.&lt;br /&gt;Tell the truth, I was happy if I scraped through with a 60/90&lt;br /&gt;But no! I got a 71.5!!! *screams in happiness*&lt;br /&gt;Actually got 71 only, but i sported a marking error and got 0.5 more marks.&lt;br /&gt;Lols. Not the only one lor, everyone was trying to spot errors.&lt;br /&gt;XinWei especially, practically every qns also want to ask cher and debate.&lt;br /&gt;JunSheng got highest, 72&lt;br /&gt;Followed by me, Jonathan(add mark) and Zhilin(like that already)&lt;br /&gt;I think everyone added marks except for Xin Wei&lt;br /&gt;So when it was time to sign the paper he go write 'bu fu' next to his name.&lt;br /&gt;Does it mean his name is 'bu fu?'&lt;br /&gt;I lost 1 mark because of 3 words.&lt;br /&gt;Sucks lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sci I got 87.5/100&lt;br /&gt;Can get 89.5 one leh.&lt;br /&gt;Qns not clear, especially qns 15.&lt;br /&gt;Grasshoppers will die one rite, if not enough grass to eat...&lt;br /&gt;Where got increase!!!&lt;br /&gt;Then also got the stupid menstraution qns.&lt;br /&gt;They should give a range of answers lor.&lt;br /&gt;Where got happen exactly one lor?! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the papers havent get back yet.&lt;br /&gt;Hosy and I yelled at Yang ShuHao.&lt;br /&gt;That guy damn irritating, think he so cool....&lt;br /&gt;Gives a whole new meaning to the word zi qi qi ren(trying to fool urself and others)&lt;br /&gt;Feels so good to yell at him. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to eat Pizza Hut with Pris and the rest of the 2E ppl.&lt;br /&gt;Now I gained dunno how many calories and I owe Pris $8.&lt;br /&gt;Why did I go again?&lt;br /&gt;Then they wanted to go take neoprint.&lt;br /&gt;I zao to comics connection.&lt;br /&gt;Turns out they have prince of tennis.&lt;br /&gt;But only up to Vol 38, havent reach Rikkai vs Seigaku.&lt;br /&gt;I want Rikkai to win. Gets boring that Seigaku keeps winning lor.&lt;br /&gt;I go to &lt;a href="http://www.onemanga.com/"&gt;www.onemanga.com&lt;/a&gt; to read the Prince of tennis manga.&lt;br /&gt;It also got other anime one.&lt;br /&gt;Its in ENGLISH. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Now up to Fuji vs Niou. Fuji bound to win one lah.&lt;br /&gt;If not Seigaku lose nationals. Havent even reach Singles 1.&lt;br /&gt;I want to see Yukimura play against Ryoma =0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owari&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-60004605072203005?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/60004605072203005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=60004605072203005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/60004605072203005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/60004605072203005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2007/10/exams-are-over-we-then-had-one-day-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-4849960932866917892</id><published>2007-09-29T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T12:22:03.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wooots!&lt;br /&gt;I found a new website to download Prince Of Tennis songs!!!&lt;br /&gt;You can even request which songs you want!&lt;br /&gt;Woots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to sch on fri.&lt;br /&gt;The BUS DRIVER overslept, so i had to wait longer(30 mins)for the bus to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;Caught a cold.&lt;br /&gt;Cold got worst in EL. (went to com lab mah.)&lt;br /&gt;Out of all the days~! *shakes fist at heaven*&lt;br /&gt;Use dictionary.com to do vocad wks. Stupid lor.&lt;br /&gt;Even stupider was that ZhiLin use her own dictionary(book) to search.&lt;br /&gt;Isnt the com faster? 0.o&lt;br /&gt;Then XinWei kana Mrs Tham scolding. Dunno for what.&lt;br /&gt;Most likely went to other website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then got chi.&lt;br /&gt;XW made more of his freaking lame-but-hilarious sentences(zhao ju)&lt;br /&gt;All of them concern YS. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then got sci. Got 2 new ws/test paper to complete.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna die. We still havent finish transport system in MAN yet.&lt;br /&gt;Have to revise by myself le.&lt;br /&gt;Shit lor.&lt;br /&gt;We are very behind.&lt;br /&gt;On thursday got S.P.A&lt;br /&gt;Went okay for my standards, visking tubing never leak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then got Maths.&lt;br /&gt;Was fine until YANG SHU HAO was caught talking with Ximeng.&lt;br /&gt;So teacher made him explain quetion 3biii(?)&lt;br /&gt;They didnt go up at first.&lt;br /&gt;Then Ms Lee: You see, the class is so quiet waiting for you to explain! Even Eekwee is quiet!&lt;br /&gt;Class: *tries to stop chuckling*&lt;br /&gt;He really went up to try and explain. TRY.&lt;br /&gt;The class didnt make it easy.&lt;br /&gt;We kept on going cant see(cos he too fat), cant hear(cos we talk so much)&lt;br /&gt;And dun understand.&lt;br /&gt;Wei Xiang said this after the first sentence that came out of his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;XingKai was like: WeiXiang, dun make it so obvious lar!&lt;br /&gt;LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;He was practically reading from the board. That was what the class told him.&lt;br /&gt;STUPID HIM LOR. This type of quetion also dun noe how to explain...&lt;br /&gt;Waste my time, about 15 mins of my life gone...&lt;br /&gt;CURSE him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then got Lit. Mrs Ganeeson was marking our poem while we do Prose.&lt;br /&gt;I prefer poems. Less words.&lt;br /&gt;I got 18/25 for it, same as Hosy.&lt;br /&gt;Our class is good at Lit, i notice.&lt;br /&gt;Quite a lot got 18 and above. WE ROCK!&lt;br /&gt;Yizhen got highest: 21&lt;br /&gt;TzyHarn, XinWei and Zhilin(dunnoe whether there are more) got 20&lt;br /&gt;Cool right?&lt;br /&gt;YS only got 17.&lt;br /&gt;He was like: but i got draw the picture leh! Should give me marks bcos of the pic.&lt;br /&gt;Hello? This is NOT art class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sch went to comic shop.&lt;br /&gt;First time there, it was great.&lt;br /&gt;One whole place full of comics. Woots~!&lt;br /&gt;Rented some. $4 gone leh...&lt;br /&gt;Then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owari&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-4849960932866917892?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/4849960932866917892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=4849960932866917892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/4849960932866917892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/4849960932866917892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2007/09/wooots-i-found-new-website-to-download.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-1416931335772342844</id><published>2007-09-23T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T12:58:23.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, it has been a long time since i updated. Even our class dropped another ceiling tile.&lt;br /&gt;The weeks have been B-U-S-Y. Homework is pilling up.&lt;br /&gt;Need to do chi compo. BUT I left both the gao zhi and the compo info in SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;Now how to do? *sob*&lt;br /&gt;Then still need to do Elit, but i dunnoe how to do either.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was fun (Mid Autumn Festival)&lt;br /&gt;My house there got celebration.&lt;br /&gt;Cousins came over. WOOTS&lt;br /&gt;Taught then how to play TAITEE.&lt;br /&gt;Parents accused me of corrupting my younger counsins.&lt;br /&gt;No point. They were corrupted before, I merely ADDED on to it.&lt;br /&gt;My cousins tried to scare Derricka with my bro spongebob soft toy.&lt;br /&gt;Didnt work. Shit. Have to think of sth scarier.&lt;br /&gt;We managed to scare her last year with an ultraman mask and STH from the sci centre.&lt;br /&gt;See how fast she matures? Gonna be difficult to scare her next year. Have to think of sth....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Fri got the SCHOOL celebration.&lt;br /&gt;The OPERA performance was hell. Honestly.&lt;br /&gt;It wasnt bad at first but it got worse later on.&lt;br /&gt;The PLOT was so LAME. *shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;Felt better when left to own devices.&lt;br /&gt;Pris didnt come on Fri(whole day)&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what happened. Her class got 4 ppl nver come leh.&lt;br /&gt;Jac and I had an ENLIGHTENING talk bout the moon. *snickers*&lt;br /&gt;I will nver see it the same way again...&lt;br /&gt;Then played TAITEE with Hosy, Joan, and Jee Wha.&lt;br /&gt;Had to hide cards from various teachers.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lim came leading practically the whole of 2B. Way to treepass.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Fadzilla also came with 2 other teachers. Hid cards in time. Pretended nth was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;It actually worked. *blinks in surprise*&lt;br /&gt;That should be bout what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i have to think of a way for the teacher to increase the deadline of the compo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owari&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-1416931335772342844?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/1416931335772342844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=1416931335772342844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1416931335772342844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1416931335772342844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2007/09/wow-it-has-been-long-time-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-4942217372193318394</id><published>2007-09-15T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T16:45:16.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Turns out my last post was on Sept 8. Thats a long time.&lt;br /&gt;So far, sch has been busy. Now my com works about 55% of the time.&lt;br /&gt;Not so bad. Considering it was 30% last time...&lt;br /&gt;Need to revise for History. Badly. I cant remember all the dates. Sucks lar.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if I should take History next year if this is the stuff i have to put up with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Pris house on Fri to do hw. More like I do hw Pris play com lor.&lt;br /&gt;There were 3 ppl snatching 1 com. =.=&lt;br /&gt;So SF is like 007 on XBOX. Only noisier.&lt;br /&gt;We took the same bus as WJ.&lt;br /&gt;He spoke 1 sentence to us"How come you are taking this bus?"(how honoured)&lt;br /&gt;Me and Pris sat at the back...talked about his daoing ways...&lt;br /&gt;Miracaliously, he waved to us when we got off.&lt;br /&gt;Looks like he could be happy seeing us get off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now have to revise for End-of-Year. Then why am I still typing?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owari&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-4942217372193318394?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/4942217372193318394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=4942217372193318394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/4942217372193318394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/4942217372193318394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2007/09/turns-out-my-last-post-was-on-sept-8.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-240838406231762231</id><published>2007-09-08T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T00:21:12.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;The com at my Gramps house got virus: Trojan Vundo&lt;br /&gt;Weird name ah? It causes my internet connection to bcome virtually non-existent.&lt;br /&gt;It works fine(as in very SLOW) for the first 5 MINS, then the connection is like, gone.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it lor. In the hols too...Oh woe is me!&lt;br /&gt;At least sth good came out of it, i manage to watch Ratatoolie(sp?)&lt;br /&gt;The show was great, it was hilarious and touching at some parts.&lt;br /&gt;Told my cousins(and my bro) that GREEN TEA KILLS SPERMS.&lt;br /&gt;Oh imagine their reactions(my bro just drank half of it)&lt;br /&gt;I took great(sadistic) pleasure in them.&lt;br /&gt;They were like "OMG, thank goodness we nvr drink!"&lt;br /&gt;Then to my bro"Now YQ has no sperms!"&lt;br /&gt;Lols. Very entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;They continued exchanging friendly insults(accusing each other of being ball-less or sperm-less)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there will be MUCH slower updates on the blog,&lt;br /&gt;seeing that the com has got the damn virus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owari&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-240838406231762231?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/240838406231762231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=240838406231762231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/240838406231762231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/240838406231762231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2007/09/this-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-8572420121624993806</id><published>2007-09-03T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T17:02:55.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sucks lar, dunnoe which God i offended to get so much BAD karma.&lt;br /&gt;What must i do to get rid of it???&lt;br /&gt;My GRANDMOTHER, in a fit of pettiness, used a blue pen to scribble on my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;Hello? How old is she? Nearly 70? I dun believe this.&lt;br /&gt;Her excuse:Dun like the skull at the front of the wallet&lt;br /&gt;Utter crap.&lt;br /&gt;So using her "logic",&lt;br /&gt;i can punch a random person on the street and use the"i dun like how you look" excuse.&lt;br /&gt;I told her that in return, i would be scribbling on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;I did just that.&lt;br /&gt;But it was gonna be a MURAL, not some random scribble like what she did to my wallet....&lt;br /&gt;Before i could finish it, I got a HARSH scolding. Oh, the inhumanity!!!&lt;br /&gt;She gets to get away with what she did, and i dont; the inhumanity of it all!&lt;br /&gt;Really, my parents said that i was old enough to give and take.&lt;br /&gt;If age is the issue, she is much older than me. She's my GRANMOTHER for Gods sake!&lt;br /&gt;She knew perfectly well what she was doing, yet she did it anyway. The nerve.&lt;br /&gt;Newsflash: it CANNOT be washed off. Oh joy.&lt;br /&gt;Told them cannot wash off they still dun believe me, still hang on to their stupid belief that it can be washed off...&lt;br /&gt;Retarded fools. Cannot accept the truth is it?&lt;br /&gt;Then they use thinner to try and wash it off. Did more harm than good.&lt;br /&gt;The scribbles were gone, so was the white.&lt;br /&gt;Had to redraw half of the skull. Hn.&lt;br /&gt;Double joy.&lt;br /&gt;So we gave each other silent treatment.&lt;br /&gt;Like i care. Then she was like:scold scold scold, nag,nag,nag,throw temper here and there....&lt;br /&gt;May i remind you who started it? I just did what anyone would do: make a stand and fight back.&lt;br /&gt;Whats wrong with that? A mural on the wall is already quite mild.&lt;br /&gt;I actually wanted to throw paint bombs and use spray paint(those for graffiti) on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;But it would be too messy, so i decided on colour pencils.&lt;br /&gt;Couldnt even finish my revenge/masterpiece...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owari&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-8572420121624993806?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/8572420121624993806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=8572420121624993806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/8572420121624993806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/8572420121624993806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2007/09/sucks-lar-dunnoe-which-god-i-offended.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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-1495207066792127354.post-1868615675846038752</id><published>2007-09-01T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T18:14:47.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay!! Finally the september hols are here!&lt;br /&gt;My results are okay, but i hope i do better next term.&lt;br /&gt;Streaming is so stressful....&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, my insane/loony/psycho older male cousin,&lt;br /&gt;Justin, scared my bro with a frinkin ghost story.&lt;br /&gt;Dunnoe who i should blame for my bro traumatised state in the car, it was FREAKY!!!&lt;br /&gt;He kept on chanting silently, not talking at all. Kind of like he was possessed.&lt;br /&gt;It took our whole family to convince him there were NO ghosts. Really.&lt;br /&gt;He freaked out when the car door wouldnt open. Actually it was the child-lock function.&lt;br /&gt;He also freaked out when the lift closed and opened again, as though there was a ghost in the lift.&lt;br /&gt;He got that paranoid. I feel like hamtaming "Uncle" Justin.&lt;br /&gt;He always say all this stupid stuff to scare ppl.&lt;br /&gt;Dad say he got depression before. Freaky.&lt;br /&gt;As long as he doesnt scare my bro into doing sth stupid.&lt;br /&gt;CAnt believe my bro is that gullible, he believes what Justin says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owari&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495207066792127354-1868615675846038752?l=angels-smile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/feeds/1868615675846038752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495207066792127354&amp;postID=1868615675846038752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1868615675846038752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495207066792127354/posts/default/1868615675846038752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angels-smile.blogspot.com/2007/09/yay-finally-september-hols-are-here-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Angel's thoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839445796357632801</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>
