<?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-20391373</id><updated>2011-07-29T07:08:47.732+08:00</updated><category term='&quot;happy&quot; days'/><category term='good day gone bad'/><category term='unexpected much'/><category term='Happy days'/><category term='bad days gone good'/><category term='Dance'/><category term='interesting/exciting days'/><category term='bad days'/><category term='emo days'/><category term='normal days'/><title type='text'>GLENDA!!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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>194</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20391373.post-3488016856893030498</id><published>2010-07-20T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T23:53:10.663+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg my blog is like BEYOND dead. Hahaha. I'm here to resurrect my blog. This is totally and completely random you know!! Haha. The last time I posted was March and in 4 months, SO MUCH has happened. It's amazing. I feel like a year's worth of events has happened in these 4 months. Anyway, I'll just update you a little about my life k! Since I'm here and I don't know when's the next time i'm gonna post again.&lt;br /&gt;I just had my Council Investiture yesterday! It was really cool!!! Omg it was over in just a second. When we walked out of the hall, I realised I wasn't breathing properly. Hahaha I wonder how I survived. After that, I just had this floaty, surreal feeling the whole day...I think it's just something at the back of my head...refusing to admit that invest was over. Weird. Oh oh and there's this particular scene which keeps replaying in my head. The part where we unzip and all the 34ths walk past us. I still remember vividly their faces and expressions as they walked through the aisle. Some of them were smiling but with tears in their eyes..some of them just had red swollen eyes and i could tell they were trying hard to hold back their tears. Really hard. Haha. When I saw tears passing by, my vision started to blur too...oh man. It was the music's fault, seriously. That's why we've decided to have a completely different genre of music for next year's investiture (hiphop)!!! Wooohoooo. Okay I think i'm talking nonsense due to lack of sleep. Shall sleep now! Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-3488016856893030498?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/3488016856893030498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=3488016856893030498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/3488016856893030498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/3488016856893030498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2010/07/omg-my-blog-is-like-beyond-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-7576845359500354086</id><published>2010-03-01T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T20:08:40.224+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Heyheyhey! I'm back! Haha. It's kinda scary how it's already 1st of March! Two months of 2010 has just zoomed past like that. POOF! I still remember New Year's Day vividly, as if it was just yesterday. Gosh. This is so scary and interesting at the same time. Haha. I'm still trying to get used to the fast-paced JC life. Everyone needs some time to adapt, I guess. Now that everyone's settling into their classes, their CCAs...we'll start worrying about school work and trying to catch up on lectures. I really really miss those days of Orientation!! It was just playing and playing all day! Not knowing anyone in my OG, not knowing where I was half the time (and getting lost too)...not knowing anything, basically. As the week went by, we were more familiar with our surroundings and what we were supposed to do. We chose our subject combinations (after thinking really hard and long) and got to know more stuff around the school. I got lost less often too! And suddenly, WHAM. We were in classes with even more unfamiliar faces. Temporary timetable with lectures to attend everyday. But with long breaks in between:DDD Omg. I loved that week! It was the week when we only had lectures and nothing else. Haha. The rest of the time was spent table-hopping at the void deck or playing scrabble in the library. HAHA this just reminds me of dirty scrabble. SO GROSS...but I've to admit, it's pretty fun:P Ah...those goold old days. Haha I sound like I'm gonna graduate soon but JC life just started for me!! I need to stop thinking about playing all day and start focusing on important stuff!! Like...A Levels! Omg it sounds so scary you know. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'm praying that I don't fall sick anymore this whole year. 2010 hasn't started very well for me. Physically. On 10Jan, I injured my knee while dancing. Meniscus injury...as the doctor calls it. One day before results...deprived of participation in Chingay. yep, bad things...bad things. On the day of Campfire and the very first OG Outing, I had a fever and was sent home. So I missed the last moments with my OG. Seriously. I was bed-ridden the whole weekend!! Goodness. And I didn't go to school on the day I would know my class. Haha. So yes. Me and my illness. That was like just before CNY. The week after CNY holiday, which was the week we started our FULL timetable (with tutorials and all), I had fever and sore throat. And trust me, I ate less goodies than i ever had in my entire life. I don't think i ate anything at all. Oh right. I didn't eat anything in school on monday. I guess that's why i fell ill. Yep. Welcome to my life. I mean, WHO FALLS SICK TWICE IN A MONTH. The doctor thought I had H1N1. Shhhhhh. But I'm totally fine now!:D Glendakhoo is determined to be strong for the rest of the year! And embrace the wonderful hectic life of hers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I've decided to find something to look forward to everyday. At least one thing:D That'll make my life so much easier, don't you think? Wheeee. Okay for tomorrow...it'll be the fact that I end quite early. Woohooo!&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/20391373-7576845359500354086?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/7576845359500354086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=7576845359500354086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/7576845359500354086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/7576845359500354086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2010/03/heyheyhey-im-back-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-8799928178907965672</id><published>2010-02-08T11:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T11:57:39.314+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting/exciting days'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg I refuse to believe that I fell sick on the day of OG outing and campfire. The last moments that I could've spent with these wonderful people!! Haha. I realise the start of my previous post is kinda similar. This is funny! Anyway, I've been feeling giddy and nauseous since friday morning and I started running a fever in the afternoon. I had no choice but to go home and rest!!:( I thought i'd be able to make it for campfire but the fever did not subside. Ah well. i was basically in bed for 30 hours straight. The only time I could get up and feel like a normal person was sunday afternoon. Oh yeah and I didn't go to school today cos i'm still really lethargic. I'll probably faint if i had gone to school. haha. You know what!!! I was so bored yesterday that I decided to come up with a song!! Wooohooo! this is self-entertainment okay. Haha. I'll see if I wanna post it up. If it's not too embarrassing. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Orientation '10 was the BEST!!! I loved every minute of it. The games, the cheers and most of all, the people! I have the most AWESOME OG!! Caillech!! Woohooooo. Everyone in Caillech is really nice and funny:DD Even though I haven't talked much to some of them, I know they're friendly people! It's depressing that orientation is over because i want to get to know my OG better! I look forward to another OG outing!! Cos i missed the first one. hahaha. And I'm still wondering if any of my OG mates are in my class. It'll be pretty cool!! Now that orientation is over, it makes you reflect on everything you've been doing the past week. I loved every single thing we did together, even if it was just stoning. haha. seriously. There were times we stoned together cos we were super tired. I think it was the first day. By 6pm, all of us were just..knocked out. I guess we weren't used to such long hours after the relaxed holidays. But after the first day, all of us regained the energy from...WITHIN. haha i sound crazy. And we played like mad!! Omg I loved the mass dance!! Haha. I was so disappointed I couldn't dance with my OG during campfire:( I remember there was once, I danced the mass dance almost 5 times. Didn't really count. But yeah. Someone put the song on repeat so i just kept dancing. When all my OG mates were tired and resting, i was still dancing. I think it was the last day of orientation. i mean, wed. Yeah. It was the most exhilarating time i had during orientation. Haha i know, it's just dancing. But at that moment, I really felt like i could just dance my heart out and put my worries aside. Before that, i was feeling very moody because I couldn't take ELL. i was like, omg. what am i gonna do now. And it was just the beginning of the day. I just wanted to go home. But after dancing like crazy, everything fell into place. i just became super highhhhh and continued to play the whole day. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On thursday. (the day i probably overworked myself into sickness) It was just subject registration. Haha. I finally chose my subjects. Lit, chem, math and geog! Woohoo. 4 h2s. I'm still wondering if it's the right decision. But i guess nobody really knows if their choice is absolutely right for them. So i'll just try my best in everything!:D If i really can't cope with 4 h2s, i'll probably drop. Hopefully, that won't happen. Haha. there was chingay practice in the evening so i went to harbourfront to meet Xiu!! Omg resorts world seems so cool! Even in the dark. HAHA. When we reached, it was already 7plus. Yep. And the performers in our item were just WHOAAAA. They're from all over the world. haha. after dancing, we went to see our costumes. It's quite funny cos we're supposed to dress like workers in resorts world. anyway, i'm not sure if i'm supposed to reveal this much:P but yeah. I went home very very tired. I think that's why i got a fever on friday. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised myself to get well by today so that i'll have lots of energy for school tomorrow!! Wheeeee. I'm ready. I'm ready. I'm ready. Oh yeah i need to share this. The way to recover from illness quickly is to tell yourself you're not sick at all. Trust me, it works!! I mean, you should take your medicine on time, drink lots of water and stuff...but just do what you're supposed to do! Like...bathe, brush your teeth and eat proper meals. you know. like you're a healthy person. DO I MAKE SENSE. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick and tired of sneezing, wheezing&lt;br /&gt;and (cough) coughing non-stop&lt;br /&gt;What's the deal with this illness&lt;br /&gt;and when is it gonna fade out&lt;br /&gt;the thing i've got to realise&lt;br /&gt;is that i need lots of rest&lt;br /&gt;I got the perseverance&lt;br /&gt;gonna fight it till the end!!&lt;br /&gt;(Come on now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Modified from nsync's pop* Omg this song is crazily old but stuck in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha this is what happens when glenda is sick but not sick enough to lie in bed all day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-8799928178907965672?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/8799928178907965672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=8799928178907965672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/8799928178907965672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/8799928178907965672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2010/02/omg-i-refuse-to-believe-that-i-fell.html' title=''/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-1182819275084578839</id><published>2010-01-10T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T23:40:08.230+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unexpected much'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg. I refuse to believe that I'm crippled (almost) the day before D-day. But oh well. I guess it gives me an excuse to NOT go and look at that certificate. Haha. Oh my leg hurts!! I think I should go home now. Byeeee! Oh man. This is what happened. Hahaha. Erm. I went to PA today...and erm. We were practicing Chingay finale downstairs when suddenly I felt my knee 'crack' (unable to find a better word)...and my legs could not support ME anymore so I just collapsed. Sorry for scaring Letty and Amanda who were beside me. HAHAH. They thought i just tripped over my leg and I'd be back on my feet in a minute. But noooo...I was like wincing in pain and kinda rolling on the floor. In my head I was like, "Ow Ow Ow. Pain Pain Pain." while everyone started crowding around me. from what I could sense in the chaos. Oh and they had to stop the music and i felt so bad!!!! I cannot believe I've to be carried. Okay let's not go there. haha. Anyway, I was planning to go to kovan after that but my mum asked me to cab home (after screaming at me and asking me why i went to ZI TAO KU CHI.). So i had to cab all the way home from lavender. Gosh. Haha. I'm surprisingly amused and horrified by myself at the same time. I dunno whether to laugh or cry about it. HAHA. Okay it seems i've chosen to laugh. Anyway, it's a good cover so when i cry tomorrow...i'm just gonna say, "Oh man. My knee suddenly hurts!!" Muahaha. I can't believe myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it had to happen before you-know-what. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; [Embarrassing details of the writer was not omitted in this case. I repeat, not omitted. This is an exception.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-1182819275084578839?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/1182819275084578839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=1182819275084578839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/1182819275084578839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/1182819275084578839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2010/01/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-4086571797720837844</id><published>2010-01-06T10:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T11:12:58.333+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting/exciting days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy New Year!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;I k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;now it's a little late but it's my first post of 2010!!! Haha. This year is gonna be so exciting! It'll be my first year in JC! I can't believe it. JC felt like something in a very distant future. I used to think...I don't have to think about JC until maybe 10 years later. And all of a sudden, I'm looking at which JC I wanna go to...what subject combination I wanna take. This is all happening so quickly. Before I know it, I'll be going to university already. What a scary thought. Omg. Actually, what makes me think i'm going to a JC. This is ridunkulous. I haven't even gotten my results yet. What if I can't even go to a JC. You never know, you know. Oh god. I'm not making sense. AHHHHH.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Let's think about happy things!!! Hmmm. I spent my New Year's Eve fruitfully!! We went to Aunty Amy's place in the evening and had dinner there. At around 9pm, we set off for Clarke Quay. We were on a cruise out on Singapore River, taking in the beautiful sights and nightlife. It was so cool!! It was as if the whole of Singapore went to Clarke Quay. Omg. We waited for a while on the boat...for all the other 7 boats to join in a line before we watch the fireworks together. We were the first boat floating around there so it was quite a long wait. Haha. The fireworks lasted for about 10minutes and everyone who watched it went "Wowwww..Ahhh...woohoooo!!!" It was just, breathtaking. We loved it. The long wait on the boat was so worthwhile. Haha. We made so much noise at midnight. We blew whistles...blew the party thingys...and this adorable little girl kept blowing the party thing into my face. She thinks it's fun. Haha. The whole Singapore was cheering for the New Year and everything. We waved to whoever we saw by the river banks..and shouted HAPPY NEW YEAR to one another. To complete strangers. But the New Year spirit was too overwhelming...who cares who's who. It's the NEW YEAR. Haha. Great night. By the time we reached home, it was 2am. I bathed and plopped into bed. Haha it was a long day. My body does not allow me to stay up all night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;New Year's Day. I brought lilin to watch Alvin &amp;amp; the Chipmunks 2. Hahaha she really enjoyed it. Somehow, the movie was popular that day so the only available timing was 2h later. Otherwise, we've to get front row seats!! We went to the arcade and she made me go bankrupt. Haha. After the movie, we went to aunty amy's house. Again. Haha. The next day was...saturday. I can't remember what I did on saturday, to be honest. Haha. Maybe I didn't do anything. No idea. Omg i think i went to aunty amy's house too. So i went there for 3 consecutive days!!! Thursday, Friday...Saturday!! How scary. Haha. It's not my fault, my mum loves going there to play mahjong:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Oh yeah, as a reply to GTJM, my birthday was totally awesome!!! HAHA. I loved my birthday. Loved it. Still love it. Will love it forever. Haha. A few days before, my mum asked me if i wanted to do anything special but i said i have no idea. So i thought my birthday was gonna be spent at home, with me rotting away. On that morning, i woke up surprisingly early (to sneeze). And my mum brought me to taka to buy a swimsuit. How weird. We were the only ones there cos it was like, 10am. I've been wanting that for a long time so might as well. Haha. On my way home, GTJM called me. This is super funny. She asked where was I and I said, "on my way home..." And she LAUGHED AT ME. LAUGHED AT ME. LAUGHED AT ME. So yeah. I was so disappointed you know. I was thinking, "ohmygod, it's my birthday and the highlight of the day is...buying my swimsuit. Wonderful." Hahaha. How was I to know that there was already a whole bunch of people at my house...haha omg i can't stop laughing. When the lift door opened, the first thing i saw was lots of balloons and a cake...not to mention, fantabulous familiar faces. HAHA.  I was soooo shocked that i practically...[embarrassing details of the writer's life has to be omitted in this blog to prevent furthur humiliation] Anyway, it was an awesome birthday in the end. Haha. Many thanks again to GeraldineTham, EudeaTan, CelesteTeo, BerniceKoh and JennaBanana. For waking up at 6am. Or was it earlier...anyway, thank you thank you! HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Conclusion: My birthday was not DULL at ALL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-4086571797720837844?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/4086571797720837844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=4086571797720837844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/4086571797720837844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/4086571797720837844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-i-k-now-its-little-late.html' title=''/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-6356690243659323702</id><published>2009-11-21T22:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T22:40:26.074+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting/exciting days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'>Girls, please go home otherwise I'll give you remedial worksheets!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tonight, I have two very impactful and significant incidents which I would like to share with the world. I'm gonna tell a story against the chronological order. Anyway, in a chinese composition, they would call this DAO XU FA. The Appreciation Night has just ended and I was waiting for my mum. Everyone had left. I was the only one sitting in the foyer, being fed to mosquitoes. The security guard started heading my way and I knew what I had to do. I got up and began to walk towards the school gate, waving and saying bye to him on the way. He asked me where my parents were. I replied, 'My mama isn't here yet.' [The conversations with the guard were in Mandarin, by the way.] He told me I should sit by the guard house to wait because it was dangerous outside. So I started towards it, continuously looking back at the foyer and carpark. I was amazed by the silence and serenity of it all. There was not a single soul in the school compound besides the uncle and myself. Not even a car. I just stood there, glad that there weren't any mosquitoes where I was. The uncle finished his check and started to close the gates. I wanted to walk out to Esso/Bus stop but he wouldn't let me. Given my wild imagination, I wondered if he was a bad guy trying to kidnap me or something. HAHA. After closing the side gate and half the huge school gate, the security uncle asked me if I was in Sec 2 (come on, do i look so small) and I said I just graduated. He learnt that I had just finished Os and was waiting for results...and intends to go to a jc. Oh and he asked me if i had my dinner, wanted to give me his duck rice but i asked him to go ahead and eat...bla bla bla. Well, the security uncle seemed nice enough. He told me to study hard and that it was not easy to make a living in singapore because of its high SOL and QOL. Haha I feel so weird telling you about my conversation with our school security guard. But I thought it was very enlightening to talk to him. The touching part was when he told me he was very glad to be able to talk to me tonight because most people were afraid of him. By the way, he has tattoos on both arms. I didn't realise because it was so dark already. If I had knew, I would be running out of the school gate and not even look back!! Hahaha okay not that exaggerating. I felt kinda awkward sitting there at first but when he started telling me to work hard and stuff, I sensed the deep regret and sadness in his voice. He didn't get the opportunity to be educated when he was young. Finishing secondary school was already a big thing! Now, even university graduates are having difficulty looking for jobs. You know, I already knew all these things and if I heard it some other time under different circumstances, I would've been like, "Come on, life is never difficult. Oh blah blah, tell me something I don't know..." Haha yes. But hearing it from someone whose life was impacted by this, I felt so...sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The next incident happened just before the "security uncle" one. Appreciation Night. A night I will remember forever. All dancers and speakers were so amazing that night that when it came to my turn to 'perform', I was freaking scared. I was practically trembling and could not hold the mike properly. But I did it in the end. I don't think I said my speech very well but what's done is done. Haha. I loved the last part of that night, when all the sec 4s took the stage and danced their hearts out. Even though I could not remember some parts of syf, I still felt the bond and the exhilaration...the same feeling I felt everytime I was in that wonderful dance. I'm sure every sec 4 felt the same way. Or even more strongly since we haven't danced it in a long time and it will probably be our last together. It was indescribable. I almost died at the end of it but it was so worthwhile. Haha. The whole night was memorable. Thank you juniors for all the effort you've put in!! I love appreciation night!! Woohoo! I love Crescent Dance!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Oh my mamma. I haven't even mentioned prom. Grad Night 2009 was the BEST. Hahaha. Spectacular Spectacular! There can't be any theme better than this because every single one of us was Spectacular. There were some friends/teachers whom I regret not taking pictures with that night because of various reasons. Like not getting a chance to meet them...ya da ya da. Oh well. There will be other chances, I hope. It was a really well-organised event and I'll never forget it. At the end of it, all of us were at the dance floor going crazy. Hahaha. Dancers especially. Grad night wasn't enough, thus the madness at appreciation night. Haha i love dancers. Oh yeah I HAVE to mention the last part of prom. All of us couldn't bear to leave the place and the teachers were having a hard time chasing us out. So a teacher said, "Girls, please go home otherwise I'll give you remedial worksheets!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I'm going for my first Chingay practice tomorrow!! Wheeee. Finally, something related to dance which I'm gonna be involved in. I feel so out of touch with dance right now. I need to dance I need to dance. I repeat: I need to dance:D I haven't found a class for ballroom dancing but it's in progress. Some of them are really expensive. Oh oh and I'm in the midst of looking for a Japanese class. Woohooo! I must make this holidays fruitful. I have no idea what my parents are thinking. They wanna go to Bangkok but until now, they have yet to book the tickets. Omg. I give up. I told my mum just now, it's completely fine with me if we don't go (there probably aren't anymore tickets) because I have a whole list of things I wanna do. Hahaha. Because of their so-called plans, i keep hesitating to do stuff. But I'm gonna CARE NO MORE. Haha. I'm so evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, EVERYONE, please go watch 2012!! Coolest movie ever!:DD I wanna watch it again. Haha. I cried at the touching scenes. The reallyyyy touching ones okay. Not every scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;P.S. I can't believe this is my first post after Os. I've been so busy that I sleep past midnight every night. Ahhh. This is ridunkulous. Totally not what I imagined "post-torture" to be like. I expected myself to be bored...slacking every day and sleeping early. Hahaha. You know, I should aim to do that. Lead a relaxed life. Why bother to go out everyday and waste so much energy. Okay fine, I can't do that. That will mean I have no social life (which in fact, is so not true).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;P.P.S That P.S was quite long. Oh and i think that my birthday this year will be somewhat dull. Plans: go out with my family. Hahaha. I loved last year because i had a surprise the day before my birthday. The day before my birthday happened to be on Musical Evening too! Woohoo! I loved Musical Evenings. All of 'em. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-6356690243659323702?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/6356690243659323702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=6356690243659323702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/6356690243659323702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/6356690243659323702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2009/11/girls-please-go-home-otherwise-ill-give.html' title='Girls, please go home otherwise I&apos;ll give you remedial worksheets!'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-6766140390026724099</id><published>2009-11-12T08:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T09:01:46.967+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'>It's not over. Yet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Hellooooo. I have Bio Paper 1 later. I can't believe I had actually come this far. At first, we were all dreading the start of Os and pining the end of it. Now that it's finally going to end, I am in disbelief. It feels so surreal. There might've been times when I thought, "Oh man...time is passing so slowly. it's only the [insert number here] day..." Haha. But now that it's the second last day, I actually don't want it to end so quickly! In fact, I would like to get a second chance for a few of my papers. Those I felt I didn't work hard enough for. But i guess it's over and there's no use thinking about it. The first week was extremely torturous (for me) because it was ALL the math papers. Oh gosh. I felt like it was never-ending. Besides, i had a nosebleed while doing Emath paper 2. How weird is that. I was halfway through the paper when my nose felt kinda funny. I was like, "Thank god I brought tissues." Hahaha. The second week was humanities and sciences. That wasn't so bad...except for one paper. Oh for some of my papers, I felt a little possessed. Haha kidding. It's just that I would go into the exam hall, do the paper...and walk out thinking, "What just happened??" Yeah. Quite scary. I think that happened to Emath paper 1. And chem paper 2. Okay that's about it. Then there'll be some papers when you'd just want to get it over and done with. Like the ohmygod friday. When Lit paper 1 was over, everybody was thinking, "Two more papers, two more papers...i can do this." Haha. After Lit paper 2, "okay one more to go...I hate today..." After Bio paper 2, "YESSSSS" Yeah that's exactly how I felt after each paper on friday 6th nov. I'll never forget this day. Muahaha. I kinda loved that day after all the papers ended because it means I have no more papers till....today!:D Wheeeee. My post-exams schedule has been very well-planned. Haha. No, this schedule does not include etiquette courses, motivational talks (they're quite useless anyway) and sexuality education talks. This wonderful schedule, in fact, involves much physical activity and life's simple pleasures (as some might put it:P). Therefore, I can't wait to get started on it!! Haha. Honestly, there is an utter lack of exercise in my life right now. I wanna go swimming and dancing....wheeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;fyi, I'm already in the holiday mood. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-6766140390026724099?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/6766140390026724099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=6766140390026724099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/6766140390026724099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/6766140390026724099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-not-over-yet.html' title='It&apos;s not over. Yet.'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-5833477173331891111</id><published>2009-11-01T20:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T20:56:02.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"...when you walk into the exam hall, and you look at your question paper, you'll reach...nirvana."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nirvana pose*&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-5833477173331891111?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/5833477173331891111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=5833477173331891111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/5833477173331891111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/5833477173331891111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-4655904591403665470</id><published>2009-10-17T13:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T14:10:36.362+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='normal days'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Announcement: Glendakhooliyan is slacking at the moment!! Haha. Amath tuition just ended but surprisingly, i don't feel drained like i always do after Amath. I must this cherish this precious moment when I don't feel stressed. I've been going back to school this whole week! Except monday. It's probably more conducive than at home. Lemme explain why. If I'm sitting at home (like now), I will walk around the house 5 times, watch tv for 5mins then feel guilty and switch it off (repeat process 3 times), turn on my tablet and do useless things...This is a very classic example. And if my sisters are at home, I can forget about finishing anything at all. Haha. Okay not so exaggerating. But i'll most likely be dragged to teach some homework or get annoyed by their constant bickering. Haha conclusion: go back to school everyday. At least I won't be so distracted. Oh yeah I have something i need to tell the whole wide world. I had to postpone my dental appointment. The one when i would take my braces off. I have waited so long for this day to come and it happened to clash with chemistry mock exam. Sometimes i wonder if i should have postponed my dental appt. cos of chem. Was it even worth it? Anyway, I called up the dental centre to change my appt. This has made me extremely angry!! Basically, they gave me a slot next year. 5th january. Omg. i couldn't believe it. When i asked them to inform me when there are any cancellations, they told me, "sorry, we can't do that. You'll have to call and check yourself." Wow thanks. I'll remember to call everyday and repeat my IC number to you everyday so that you can check when my appointment is...and whether there are any slots. Everyday. And did i mention they take forever to check something. So wouldn't it save everybody's time if they could just call me if there are cancellations. What a wonderful world it would be!! Sorry, i was just ranting. Haha. But anyway, i told my mum about my great dilemma and she said, "okay i'll call them for you. don't worry." And so she did. My brilliant mother with her awesome convincing skills, managed to get an appointment on 24th nov. It's still about a month away...but at least it's THIS YEAR. I should have just stuck to 13th oct right. Gosh. Oh well what's done is done. I shall just resign to fate. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;What shall i do today. Somehow i'm not freaking out. Why should i stress myself everyday right. Actually, I'm just consoling myself. Hahaha. I'm gonna finish bio and do geog. I must do a lit unseen. I'm so worried for lit. My grades have all been turning upside down. For mid years, my chem was the lowest and amath wasn't very good. But my humanities were still fine. For prelims, amath and chem were the highest but all my humanities dropped like they were going downhill on a roller coaster. What is this. And my bio's stuck at b3 for both mid years and prelims. I'm determined to get A1 for bio and no one's stopping me. Hahaha. I think in a few hours' time, i'll start stressing myself out and panicking again. All the "i'm not that stressed" is just self-consolation. Haha. Maybe i should go swimming later. so that i won't become a madwoman. Do you know that O levels are in a week? Okay i don't need a few hours, i can start panicking now. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-4655904591403665470?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/4655904591403665470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=4655904591403665470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/4655904591403665470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/4655904591403665470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2009/10/announcement-glendakhooliyan-is.html' title=''/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-6089815752635058531</id><published>2009-09-21T17:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T19:33:53.231+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'>Purple purple purpleeeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Muahaha my blogskin isn't bright and sunny anymore! But this is much nicer cos it's purple! And credits go to GERALDINETHAMJIEMIN. Again. I need to say that I am eternally grateful to her for helping me because I'm such a noob at...you know, this stuff. She was annoyed so i told her to forget it and to leave my blog in a messed-up state. Haha. So hilarious. We both agree that blogskins these days are immensely flawed. The two nice purple ones that I fell in love with had no dates for the posts. Oh this blogskin happens to be one of them but the Genius Geraldine figured out how to add the date in. Haha. And I am completely clueless. Ah well, I'm lucky to have a friend like her:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;We went bowling today! Woohoo! We played two games and i survived it! Haha. But my hand's still kinda weird at times. As in, when i throw the ball. It'll just be slanted somehow. I only had one X thingy in the whole two games, if you want to know how lousy I am. So yes, that would be my greatest achievement. Haha. Tomorrow is gonna be a slack day at school. Except for SS at the last two periods. We have a post-prelim set! How funny. Haha. I managed to fulfil the tasks i set for myself yesterday. And they were definitely much easier to complete than 1. Revise for Bio. 2. Do Amath. And all the other nonsensical stuff like that. Even if it's just two tasks, it'll take forever to complete. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;We went to auntie cynthia's solemnisation ceremony yesterday and she looked gorgeous! They were a radiant couple in love:D My favourite part was when they read out their marriage vows to each other. You know, the "in sickness and in health" thing that is so romantic and mushy. Yeah it was cool! But the pastor was kinda crappy. He made lame jokes at all the wrong times and said their names wrongly. Ah well. Auntie cynthia was still overjoyed and brimming with tears! I haven't seen her for almost a year! How shocking is that. Time really flies. I saw alot of people whom I haven't seen in the longest time too. Like some of my childhood friends/old neighbours...haha awesome. After that we went to auntie amy's house! Woohoo. Edwyn was like, "Wow glenda, you finally came!" I haven't seen them since before prelims!! They played mahjong as usual. Muahaha it's so good to visit them again. He almost invited me to watch a R21 movie with him. Which is quite hilarious. Haha of course, he didn't know it was rated 21. The picture in the invitation was so innocent-looking. Oh well i still enjoyed myself because i missed having dinner and going to their house every saturday. Omg you know, i realise i sound like someone who has cooped herself in a hole for a kazillion light years and has just recently decided to come out and see the world again. HAHA. Well, maybe i am. Studying for prelims was like, being in a trance. Haha shall not exaggerate. Oh well. It's time for dinner!&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/20391373-6089815752635058531?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/6089815752635058531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=6089815752635058531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/6089815752635058531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/6089815752635058531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2009/09/purple-purple-purpleeeee.html' title='Purple purple purpleeeee'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-3793324237771713479</id><published>2009-09-19T14:15:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T19:34:33.505+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'>It's just that i thought maybe you were married to me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:small;"&gt;Yoyo! My new blogskin is so bright and sunny! Haha. The previous one became a little weird. Ah i guess it's time for a change, that's why. I had a hard time searching for a new one and changing it. Credits go to GeraldineThamJieMin!! Okay, i shall confess that I wanna change it again. Hahaha soon. Oh well. I'm sooo glad prelims are over! I am trying very hard not to think about...certain traumatising papers. Haha. I must not think about prelims at all! After working hard for such a long gruelling period, I think i need a break so I have decided to revive my half-dead blog. It's really old, so you have to forgive it! Sometimes, it can be abit retarded. Just abit:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Anyway, I went to watch the time traveller's wife with YOUdea on thursday! It was my birthday present for her. Cool right. And of course, we didn't regret watching it. The movie's quite touching. Though I seem to have cried alot during the show. Haha but you see, it's really heart-wrenching when he knew when he was going to die. I sympathise with Clare the most. Okay and the time traveller too. They both love each other so much but can't stay together...for long periods of time. His daughter was just 5 years old when he died! How sad is that! She has the same genetic disorder, just that she's smarter than her dad and can control when she disappears. Haha. Clare was adorable when she was just a small girl. I loved the part when she said, "It's just that I thought maybe you were married to me.." Omg super funny. She looked so solemn and upset when she said that! Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Yesterday was quite fulfilling as i managed to cut my hair! Something i wanted to do since a very long time ago. haha. I looked kinda funny at first. But i guess it's not so bad now. My head feels so much lighter and it probably takes the stress away too! Whoa magical. haha. Lilin cut her hair too and hasn't gotten used to it. It's quite hilarious cos my mum wanted her to keep a fringe. But she has a centre parting for quite long now and the "line" is there. so when the hair stylist cut her fringe short, it just wouldn't stay. The short hairs kinda stood up a little. She looked like she has a "hair wall" on top of her head, cos of the standing hairs. hahaha lilin kept using water to smoothen it down, so amusing! I felt so carefree the whole day and somehow also kinda weird. Haha. Like as if not touching textbooks for a day is a frightening thing. Ah well. I must tell myself to relax before i go nuts!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Plan for today: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:small;"&gt;1. Read the time traveller's wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;2. Watch tv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;3. Slack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;4. Slack more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/20391373-3793324237771713479?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/3793324237771713479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=3793324237771713479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/3793324237771713479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/3793324237771713479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-just-that-i-thought-maybe-you-were.html' title='It&apos;s just that i thought maybe you were married to me.'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-435474126194722704</id><published>2009-08-10T10:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T10:59:52.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NO. NO. NO.</title><content type='html'>Glenda, do you wanna watch G.I. Joe?&lt;br /&gt;Glenda, do you wanna go climb bukit timah hill?&lt;br /&gt;Glenda, do you wanna go to ION?&lt;br /&gt;Glenda, you are cordially invited to watch UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHH. This is ridiculous. Sacrifices...argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. But I do not regret going for NDP last night. AWESOME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-435474126194722704?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/435474126194722704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=435474126194722704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/435474126194722704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/435474126194722704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-no-no.html' title='NO. NO. NO.'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-478669283806610909</id><published>2009-08-01T23:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T00:34:27.450+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo days'/><title type='text'>flu flu fluuuuu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yoyo. I'm so tired now but i just felt like posting something. Haha. Even if it's totally random. After sitting at home all day, i feel so unproductive. The only thing i did was geog revision and like...a bit of Emath cos i couldn't do so many questions. Mensuration is not my thing. Muahaha. I still can't figure out the tilted tank thingy. Hey I just used alliteration, how cool is that. Try saying it! "Tilted tank thingy" Total Tongue Twister. I did it again!! What's wrong with me. Okay i'm being absolutely nonsensical. Haha. Anyway, the point is...staying at home does not increase my productivity rate and might have very well decreased it. Yep. My sisters weren't even at home to create noise pollution. It's just me, myself and I. Oh and my dad. And a few visitors. Okay fine, now i know the reason. Haha. I'm so crappy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Oh yeah i went to watch the "The Little Blue Pinafore" yesterday. One word: Awesome!!!! Haha. It brought back wonderful memories of my days in kellock. And i was such a cheerful little girl then!! Not to mention adorable. Muahaha. It reminded me of the old school at Jalan Kuala and somehow, i have an affinity with schools that have slopes. How weird right. My primary school had a slope leading to its entrance too. Haha. It reminded me of the Easter Egg Hunt! Super fun!! And some of the teachers were in the performance so it makes it even funnier because you know them. Most of all, it reminded me how much i loved tap. Omg. Re-learning tap is gonna be top priority for me after Os. It's the first thing i'll do. Haha. After jumping for joy. Anyway, the tap dancers were so good! They did singing in the rain and i was all teary....oh man. Poignant moment. I don't even know why but at that time, my heart was aching (not for Kahu:p). I bet no one else in the world would cry while watching tap dancers. Especially singing in the rain ones...i mean, they were holding umbrellas and raincoats. How cute!! But when i looked at their every step...though my eyes were abit moist and blurry, all the memories of tap dance lessons just came rushing through my head. The very first lesson, i kept making funny mistakes. Like using the wrong leg or whatever. Basically, i was a noob. Haha. After a while, I kinda got used to it and yeah, fell in love with it. Oh I remembered the performance when we had to be caterpillars. HAHA. Yes, I was a caterpillar once. But it was so fun! We still had feelers and stuff. And the costume was green with stringy thingys. Haha that was funny. It was for some opening ceremony thingy. Kinda forgot. Oh i remember syf too! Haha the dance was quite weird. We got silver, i think. But at that time, i didn't even know what syf was. Still, I was elated that we got an award. Haha. I wonder where are my tap shoes...i hope they're still around. Haha. I need to go look for a dance studio that offers tap dancing lessons. No matter what, I'll take up those lessons after Os. No matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm talking to my nonsense talk rah bish friend now. and she just said flu flu flu!! Haha. That happens to be my post title and i thought of it before she said it. So amazing right!!! She asked me to blog about her so here goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tribute to GERALDINE THAM: Geraldine is a nice and quiet girl who walks daintily with her arms by her side. She never fails to make people laugh just by looking at her. Even though she is the smallest among her friends, she definitely has the biggest heart! All in all, Geraldine is great to have in...your pocket, and awesome to have as a friend! Best served in two ponytails and a dress:DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Okay. Back to Geography of Food. (like i haven't eaten enough)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-478669283806610909?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/478669283806610909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=478669283806610909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/478669283806610909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/478669283806610909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2009/08/flu-flu-fluuuuu.html' title='flu flu fluuuuu'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-2566592369265730975</id><published>2009-07-11T18:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T18:50:36.047+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting/exciting days'/><title type='text'>Deuba Deuba!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hmm I'm quite bored now. I shall post more to prevent my blog from gradually dying and rotting. And then inviting all the SPAMMERS here. Tsk tsk. Haha my dad's back today!! WHeeee. He was supposed to come back last month but he was too busy. in the end, my mum had to record the live telecast of AYG for him. Haha when he watched it just now, he was like, "eh why 3 seconds of your face only!! So short! Why not you dance for me now?" HAHA. I'm still brooding over the fact that i was slower than merrien for that few seconds. And it was SO obvious! Tsk tsk. Ah well. I guess it's over and i can't possibly change anything. The first week of school was quite normal. But tomorrow is gonna be quite a traumatising day because we're getting most of our papers back. I'm quite worried for...Amath, Chem paper 2, Emath, Geog, Lit. Okay fine, mostly everything. But i'm not worried for Bio:D Haha. Glenda loves bio. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oh yeah here's something random! I finally found the origin to my self-created song! For those who don't know the song, it goes like this: DEUBA DEUBA. Yep. So yesterday on the way to school, i heard a funny song on the radio. I have no idea what's the title but it sounds just like my song. Well, a little bit. It's much longer, considering the fact that my song only has two words. HAHA. I shall go find out the song title!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Anyway, last night we had a crescent-nanhua outing thing. It was quite fun and dramatic at the same time. But yeah, that's all i have to say. Haha overall, i enjoyed myself. So, to the juniors, Thanks for everything! It was really great so don't worry! Lukhei must be okay, because it rhymes!!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-2566592369265730975?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/2566592369265730975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=2566592369265730975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/2566592369265730975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/2566592369265730975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2009/07/deuba-deuba.html' title='Deuba Deuba!'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-2429409975002218145</id><published>2009-06-09T18:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T19:21:15.221+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='normal days'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahaha i am slacking at the moment. Just attempted to do my Amath holiday homework but i can be considered the most unproductive person on Earth! Haha. Oh well. I miss dance camp!!! The thought of having to go back to school almost everyday this week is like....bleh. Haha dance camp was the funnest ever!!:DD Finally, sec 4s got to do nightline and i must say, it was quite successful. Okay i have no idea what the juniors were thinking when they were inside. Haha i was almost deaf anyway. I wasn't a ghost cos i decided to be a kind soul and go through nightline about...8 times. haha. I was so amused. Hope we get to visit their nightline next year! Perhaps the whole dance camp. Ugh can't believe this was our last dance camp. Farewell was really touching and funny at the same time, so thank you juniors! haha. I feel like my post about dance camp seems a little outdated. Oh well at least it's not like a month ago or something. it's just...about 6 days ago. Whoa that's quite long ago. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was chatting on msn last night (yes, slacking again) and i realised there are lots and lots of stuff i wanna do after Os. E.g. 1 Pass my gold star swimming test. I have no idea why i failed a swimming test. Hai. Absolutely depressing. So top of my list is to pass my gold star swimming test. Haha. I'm so embarrassed even to think about it. because i've never failed a SWIMMING test before. Ahhh. Next is probably to learn ballroom dancing. I haven't figured out which type of ballroom dance i wanna learn but i just wanna learn it!! haha. and many many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amath rocks. Amath rocks. Amath rocks. Okay glenda loves Amath:DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-2429409975002218145?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/2429409975002218145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=2429409975002218145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/2429409975002218145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/2429409975002218145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2009/06/hahaha-i-am-slacking-at-moment.html' title=''/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-4579351550368508006</id><published>2009-03-29T17:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T15:09:58.224+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting/exciting days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unexpected much'/><title type='text'>2 posts in a week!! WOW.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;Whoa I can't believe I'm posting again after one day. People, this is a rare sight. Well, ever since this year. School is...just crazy. I'm still very surprised that i'm posting again. Haha just ignore me. Glenda shall treasure the feeling of boredom from now on. Because all things rare are precious, aren't they? &lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;Why did Eudea suddenly say she's happy in India? I'm confused. Haha. I forgot to ask her if what's the time difference in India again. Shall go check it out myself. -slaps self for not thinking of it earlier- Haha. Apparently, it's 2 and a half hours earlier. Hmm. I totally forgot to go online to talk to her yesterday cos of Earth Hour!! Ahh. Haha. Not that i took part in it...haha now i'm guilty. I wasn't at home so i didn't switch on my lights. which is kinda the same as switching off my lights right? So technically i voted for Earth Hour man. yippee. okay ignore me, i'm not making sense. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;Oh yeah. I had movie marathon at aunty amy's last night! I watched 3 movies. Dead snow, Inkheart and Slumdog Millionaire. Omg Dead Snow was so so gross okay. There were about ten different occasions during the movie which made me wanna puke. I saw someone's head get torn apart and the brain falling out. yes, reading it is already gross enough. haha. The show's about a group of teenagers who went to have an adventure on some mountain. Then they met some Nazi zombies. Twisted. Real twisted. Did i mention i saw intestines too? Eww thinking about it makes me sick. Inkheart was good. I liked it. Slumdog millionaire was nice too. But too..."destiny"-ish for me. Haha i was practically a couch potato from 5pm-11pm. Felt so unhealthy after that. But it was fun!! I can't believe I laughed the most while watching Dead Snow. I'm serious. Must be the guys. You know, they are so sadistic that they laughed when they saw intestines!! I laughed along but i was probably infected by their laughter. so deep down, i'm really not sadistic. Haha. Then there was this part, a zombie crept behind the guy while he was riding his motorbike. When the zombie took out a knife to attack, he stood up and got hit by a tree branch. HAHA. It was hilarious. I couldn't stop laughing at that part. That is one stupid zombie. There were some gory parts like when a whole army of zombies charged and the poor guys used chain saw and literally sawed them. I half closed my eyes at that part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;Anyway, I haven't had so much fun in a while. I know next week is going to be quite traumatising so I had to relax my mind. Haha. Results, results, results. How scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-4579351550368508006?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/4579351550368508006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=4579351550368508006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/4579351550368508006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/4579351550368508006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2009/03/2-posts-in-week-wow.html' title='2 posts in a week!! WOW.'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-5327021911614926658</id><published>2009-03-27T21:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T22:34:29.691+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'>India-nised</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Whoa. My blog has been abandoned for so long. It's like non-existent already. Haha. Anyway, today is like the most relaxed day in the a long long time. I haven't been so free since...forever. Haha. I watched Confessions of a Shopaholic today. Wheee. Highly recommended. One word: hilarious. The most amazing part is when she dances. Haha I've never seen anything like it in my LIFE. I probably haven't laughed that much too. Lalala. When i came home, I just slacked all the way. Hmmm..thought of swimming but was too lazy to go down. Come to think of it, I haven't swam in the longest time. Ever since i failed my gold star test, which is the most demoralising thing that can happen, i haven't gone near the pool. Aww man. I hate it. My stamina is probably deteriorating each day. I remember the days in sec 1 and 2, when we were training for syf. Whoa we were like superhumans then. So hilarious. And we didn't even realise it. Now, the age is getting to me. Haha I sound like a 60-year-old. I guess lack of sleep and endless stress doesn't really help. Okay, I shall swim more often now! Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooo I'm talking to kim moh. She's so funny. According to her, India is: Dust + flies + beggars. Haha. So i guess she's made up her mind. I highly suspect she's living in a desert, she just doesn't wanna admit it. Haha. She told me there was a whole lot of dust. Oh wells. She was just updated on her common test results. Oh and she thinks the world is turning upside down because she got higher for development class test, instead of the natural veg mock exam. Cos she usually does so well in physical geog. It's okay, Eudz! I know you'll do well for common test! Cos it's on your favourite topic. Rivers. Haha. Man, it's only two days since you've gone. (secretly feels happy that Eudea's not here) :O i just let out my little secret!! haha. just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Anyway, we only had 2 common test papers returned to us. English and chinese. English was like, omg. nothing to say. Chinese was okay. I'm glad i got my target grade:D Hmmm..I shall make this weekend as fruitful as possible cos there's not much homework and no tests to study for. Wheeee. What should I do. HAHA. It's okay, it'll just come to me. Lalala. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-5327021911614926658?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/5327021911614926658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=5327021911614926658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/5327021911614926658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/5327021911614926658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2009/03/india-nised.html' title='India-nised'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-1865872910643383716</id><published>2009-02-10T19:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T20:08:41.533+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='normal days'/><title type='text'>Good day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ahhhh. I'm angry angry angry. I forgot to bring my Bio textbook home!! Cos I thought there'd be Amath tuition but it was cancelled in the end. Omg. I hate it. When I bring every single textbook home, I don't study at all. When I don't bring anything home, thinking I won't have time...argh. Now I can only waste my time away and depend on notes. Oh wait. I don't have notes cos I haven't done any!! Omg. The only textbook I have now is Amath. This is ridiculous. I don't want to do Amath the WHOLE night. Ahhh. I need to think of homework which do not need textbook (probably 1% of homework falls in this category). Oh oh like jian bao!! Yep. All you need is chinese newspaper. Which...I have:D Haha. Okay so I can do Amath and jian bao. Phew. Enough to keep me occupied today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I can't believe I just came here to rant about homework. And I sound like a total nerd. Oh gosh. This is bad. Very, very bad. Haha. Now that I think about it, it's not THAT big a deal. Haha. Maybe I really need a break. Ahh but I can't slack. Okay I'll have a...more relaxed night compared to others. Haha. This is hilarious. Come on, let's not think about homework for a while. Hmm. I discovered my hidden talent today:DD Or rather, my PE teacher did. We played soccer during PE and it was so funny. The ball kept flying everywhere. And when I just kicked the ball super hard by chance (because it was right in front of me), my PE teacher saw the strong and professionally deceiving (pun intended) kick. Oh gosh. And she thought I had "excellent skills". Omg. This is hilarious. But I guess it's just something to do with yin, yang, yuan. HAHA. Being at the right place at the right time. I feel so overestimated. Haha. Oh well. I realised I haven't posted since..."the first week of school". Oh my. Time flies. The same old routine every day is killing me. The earliest I've reached home since the start of school is 5pm. Can anyone believe that. Sigh. Okay let's end on a good note before I go back to the sickening thing called homework. I have to perservere!! YES!:DD WHEE. GO EVERYBODY! Haha I'm so high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-1865872910643383716?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/1865872910643383716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=1865872910643383716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/1865872910643383716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/1865872910643383716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-day.html' title='Good day!'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-2531591706481085325</id><published>2009-01-11T13:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T14:28:30.335+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='normal days'/><title type='text'>First Week of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Heyhey! Haha the first week of school was so tiring. I guess I'm just not used to it yet. Oh and I stayed up till 1am almost every night doing homework. Haha this is what i get for not finishing so much of my holiday hw. At least most of them are done now, after many nights of rushing like mad. Haha. Friday was also the last time we could perform for orientation. sniff. I only stayed back for a while to watch g1's cheer and they were good! Then my mum came. Haha. I can't believe there are a new batch of sec 1s coming in already. I can't even remember the sec 2s' names. Well, not all of them. Yes, i should be ashamed. We'll be stepping down and i can't even remember their names. Okay it shall be my goal. to remember all my juniors' names. yay! Oh yeah that reminds me, i haven't done stockcheck for cca room 6. oh my mamma. this is bad. Everything keeps clashing and I haven't found a suitable day to do it. Mental note: stockcheck!! Haha. I have so many mental notes, i think i need a notebook to keep track of everything, bring it whereever i go. Otherwise, I'll forget anything the teacher says once the lesson is over. Oh yeah i finally met all my new teachers. After one week of school. Most of them are nice and...experienced. haha not that bad:D I realised we only have 2 periods of SS on odd weeks. How odd. Haha. I think i like the even week timetable better. No wait, we end later on most days. Okay so both weeks have their pros and cons. We have CME on odd weeks only. how sad. They just cut down our CME lessons. tsk tsk. I hope next week will be better but it's not likely. I'll be going home late everyday. I've dance on monday, trials on tuesday at queenstown...tll on wed...dance on thurs...okay friday might have chinese new year practice. oh gosh. Next week doesn't look very good. In fact, it seems just as hectic as the previous one. Which sucks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Haha I just came home from swimming. Our gold star test is on valentine's day. This is ridiculous. Haha i can express my love for swimming. oh gosh this is so weird. haha. Oh and geraldine got kicked IN THE FACE by some woman with no sense of direction. How sad. And i thought geraldine was the violent one. Haha it seems she found a more powerful opponent. We have decided to be like zebras after chinese new year. we're gonna choose black and white for our rubber bands next:D haha. i forgot when my next dental appt is. shall go check. and it better not be on valentine's. haha it should be a tuesday or wed anyway. But i think it might be quite cool to be a lifeguard. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I should get starting on my Amath. Haha i hope to do every Amath hw this year. hmmm...and also every other subject. You know, i already seem to have problems completing hw. haha I only have myself to blame. But i don't regret going to Bangkok!! Omg love it love it love it. I really enjoyed myself. Did i mention i went shopping like half the time i was there. haha and the best part was, i got to see all my friends!! Haven't seen them in like 2 years. And nile is like going to the States to study so i caught her just before she left. she's studying international business. how cool. maybe she can be an entrepreneur. Oh and there's this super duper extra cute little girl called Tara. Omg she's so adorable. I miss her so much. We met her twice for dinner. She's like only 4. The last time I went to visit, she was still in her mother's tummy. HAHA. she's so sweet:DD I miss playing with her funny hand games. Haha and i learnt a doraemon game!! Haha we're traditional people who play with our hands, clapping with each other. Haha oh yeah i was supposed to get back to Amath. But i shall post a picture of herXD I sound like some paedophile. OH WELL. Haha but if you see her, you'll know!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289918586954620690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/SWmQ7XoqnxI/AAAAAAAAAEs/l4lXVl4XObQ/s320/tara,+sandy,+lilin.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tara (AHHH), Sandy, my sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-2531591706481085325?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/2531591706481085325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=2531591706481085325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/2531591706481085325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/2531591706481085325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-week-of-school.html' title='First Week of School'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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/__-QpTZr5wdY/SWmQ7XoqnxI/AAAAAAAAAEs/l4lXVl4XObQ/s72-c/tara,+sandy,+lilin.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20391373.post-7462726213593643703</id><published>2008-12-31T17:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T22:12:21.969+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting/exciting days'/><title type='text'>Farewell, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Haha this shall be my last post for 2008. I didn't post much this holidays, maybe because I was too busy. Come to think of it, I can't really remember what I did. Haha my memory...sigh. My mum suddenly told me that we were going to bangkok, around the end of this month. She always tells me things at the last minute. Tsk tsk. But I was looking forward to it:D Haha cos we used to go very often until the past couple of years. No idea why. So we flew on 20th at about 4.30pm. Whee. My sisters were hopping up and down on the plane cos they were so excited. I told them if the plane crashed, it'd be their fault. Haha. My dad has quite alot of friends there so every time we visit, it's like lunch appointments, dinner appointments... Each time, Sandy will invite us to stay at her place. It's really...huge. haha and she has three big guard dogs. they scare me sometimes. okay, they scare me all the time. haha. she also has this small poodle named eq san. i think that's how it's spelled, not sure. Oh i haven't mentioned who's Sandy. It goes a long way back. She came to Singapore to study in sec 2 and she stayed at my place for 2 years, until she completed her o levels. then she went back to bangkok to study in university. she doesn't need to go to junior college. how cool. i think it's cos our education system is better. not sure. but we've kept in touch so we visit her often and she visits us often. haha. the first 3 days were spent shopping, shopping and more shopping. omg it was scary. we went to the weekend market on sunday, platinum mall on monday and...lemme think. i forgot where we went on tuesday. Oh oh I went to meet Nile for lunch. After that, my dad went to meet uncle prapat for tea. haha it's just meeting alot of people. then we went to MBK for a while to get cream for all the mosquito bites we had. haha there were so many mosquitoes in our room on the first night. After getting cream, we went to meet my dad's friends for dinner. The last time we met them was 2004, when we went to chiang mai together. it was so fun!!! whee. i missed them so much. We went to this really nice place for dinner. The whole plot of land looks like a big swiss cottage with a swan lake, grass patches for rabbits to roam. The trees there were decorated with sparkling lights. haha. it only lacks a few windmills make it perfect. I had a chicken cordon bleu and i loved it. the caesar salad was great too. oh oh and there was this super duper adorable girl called tara. she's only...4? yeah should be. omg she speaks english to her parents and speaks thai to her grandparents. cos her mother's a singaporean and her father is a thai. oh and she now has a younger brother who was born on christmas this year. omg so cool. christmas baby. he's gonna be just as adorable as his older sister. probably more. haha. omg i'm gonna beg Sandy for our photos. loveeee her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;My Christmas was spent in a farm. Yes, in a farm. Hahaha it wasn't that bad. We woke up at 6 in the morning and set off to Farm Chokchai. My father's business friend invited us and he picked us up at 7am. cos it takes about 2h to get to the farm. when we reached, it was kinda cold. like...genting cold. breezy but not exactly freezing. haha. Our first stop was to look at the cows. yeah. and to watch a demonstration on milking cows. haha. Next was the ice cream factory. They showed us a video of the process of making ice cream. fresh milk flavour. their brand name is hilarious. It's Umm Milk! haha. how cute. They have yoghurt, fresh milk ice cream, milk sweets and milk. DUH. Once we knew the brand name, we couldn't stop saying it. omg it's so funny. every second, we'll go Umm Milk!! haha. We just toured around the farm. Oh i rode on a horse. Yep. And after that, i sat in a horse carriage. it's kinda scary, cos we could just fall out. not that they'll have any safety belts in a horse carriage. haha. We watched a cowboy show too. I didn't know cowboys were so cool before i watched the show. haha did i just say cowboys are cool. omg. anyway, they can do stunts with a rope, with guns and control a...cow. yeah i think it's a cow. haha. quite cool. oh and the last stunt was real scary. my sister almost cried. this cowboy came out with a whip. and swung it really hard. it made this noise that sounds like a sharp knife slicing through the air. so scary. tsk tsk. we ate lunch at the nearby steakhouse. haha it's like you just saw the cows...and volunteered to milk them...and then you eat them. okay sad sad. shall not think about it. i feel abit cruel. after that, we drove further up to this mountain called Khao Yai. Khao means mountain/hill. Yai means big. haha. i have to admit, it's huge. haha. there's this cafe somewhere in the mountain and it's really cosy. i wanted to stay there forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Oh no i gotta go countdown. To be continued.. (or not)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-7462726213593643703?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/7462726213593643703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=7462726213593643703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/7462726213593643703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/7462726213593643703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/12/farewell-2008.html' title='Farewell, 2008'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-113969748774822661</id><published>2008-11-30T14:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T15:31:25.387+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='normal days'/><title type='text'>Dead blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Haha my blog is so dead. I'm just very bored so i decided to post. Why is it that my blog is dead-er during the holidays? Weird... maybe cos I'm just such a busy person. Today is a special day because I've got nothing on the whole day. Hahah I'm talking nonsense again but maybe cos it's rare that I'm so free that I find it special. Did i just use two THAT in one sentence? Anyway, I need to recall what I did the past few weeks cos I can't seem to remember anything. Oh oh. Before 22nd nov, I was preparing for musical evening and going back for practice every alternate day. or everyday. Besides that, I still have this chinese tuition thing which started that week. oh well. I remember rushing like some mad woman. Haha. Musical Evening was fun! I was so afraid of messing up the whole makeup part. and i felt bad for not helping the juniors. but i guess it turned out fine. well, i hope it did. I felt so disorganized at that time and annoyed cos we had so little time for make up. Oh well. I'm just glad everything went okay. My mum brought Aunt Debbie to watch the performance and she loved every minute of it. haha. she was very fascinated by every item. And knowing my mum, she liked mine the most. she said it wasn't noisy, calm and soothing...just nice for her. hahaha she's hilarious. After musical evening, i was a free-er person.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Though going for chinese lessons everyday can be quite traumatising. Haha I'm currently going for this thing every mon-fri for 3 weeks. did i mention? I think i did. oh well. i'm kinda used to it already. One more week. one more week. I can do this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;On wednesday, I went for this arena warehouse sale. It was hilarious. After chinese, I met Geraldine at tiong bahru to have lunch. We ate at subway and cabbed to this funny place. Hahaha i didn't know there'd be so many people. Once we stepped in, we looked at each other and we were like, "I don't feel like buying anymore." It was so hot I couldn't even breathe. And all i could see were aunties. Haha. We tried to look at stuff but it was a warehouse sale so you had to find the right size before choosing the design. We found swimsuits and I had to get a whole lot of other stuff for my mum and sisters. The queue was like from here to the other end of the world. Here meaning my house. Luckily we didn't have to queue for 3hours. haha somehow...we have our sources. What did i do on thursday. Oh oh. After tuition i just followed my mum around cos she had a few appointments. and i had nothing better to do anyway. Then I met geraldine. haha yes again, she loves me too much that she has to meet me everyday. She sent me this hilarious message. "The globe is round, containing many countries and continents in it. I'm here, and you're there, upon the same sun. But here i am, wondering where you might be:)" OMG. It. Is. THE funniest message ever. HAHA i couldn't stop laughing. and it was just to ask me where i was. Omg. Haha. We went swimming...had this trial test that i almost died from. Haha my backstroke is so bad. I swallowed gallons of water swimming just 10 laps of it. i shall practice more to improve. heh heh. Going swimming on tuesday:DD Wheeee:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;There's chinese tuition again on monday. ahhh. I wanna faint. It's okay, it'll be the last week already. five more lessons and i'm freeeee!! I'm a free man. i mean, woman. i mean, girl. hai you get it. i'm free. Actually, i was supposed to be busy working from tomorrow onwards. Eudea recommended a job to me. and we intended to work together for like a week. we = geraldine, eudea and i. We were supposed to work at this candy shop thing but the owner was just being dumb. He kept being fickle-minded and changing his mind. One day he emailed us and said he didn't close the deal so there aren't many orders...won't be needing our help. then after a few days he smsed us and said he secured some orders and ask if we're still keen. blah blah. After a while, he emailed us to say...a whole lot of nonsense. basically, he didn't wanna "hire" us because of our irregular working hours. cos we can only work for short periods of time. omg he annoys me. The man claims that we'll "delay production and progress" because "there is no continuity" in our working hours. eeeek. don't even wanna think about it. so i guess i'm jobless. but it's okay. i shall finish my holiday hw. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-113969748774822661?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/113969748774822661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=113969748774822661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/113969748774822661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/113969748774822661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/11/dead-blog.html' title='Dead blog'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-8834976940407543384</id><published>2008-11-16T17:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T23:02:26.686+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unexpected much'/><title type='text'>Short circuit</title><content type='html'>Ahhh I feel unproductive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things (i hope) to do today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Amath holiday homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Chinese paper 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. English Summary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i haven't completed a single one. Hahah. Well, I'm left with 2 questions for the chinese paper. So there's a possibility of finishing that. This is ridiculous. Did I mention this was supposed to be yesterday's list. Oh but I went out yesterday. Haha sorry shuzhen! I was about half an hour late, overslept.zzZ. Anyway, we went to orchard plaza to get some makeup. at least, we wanted to. When we got there, the shop was closed. The opening hours was stuck at the door and we were there at the right time!! We went to check with the neighbouring shop owner and she said the guy didn't come that day. Oh just great. when we specially made a trip down to get everything, it had to be closed. woohoo! haha. So we had no choice but to walk down aimlessly, hoping that plaza singapura might have something. Haha while walking, we saw a few familiar faces. two actually. one before crossing a road and one after crossing the road. How cool is that. Okay I'm being retarded. In the end, we found makeup. Oh after that, i saw another person i know! Haha three coincidences in one day:D amazing.&lt;br /&gt;I came home alone after that cos my mum and my sisters went out. so i was eating dinner and stuff when the lights suddenly went out. and the tv just flashed and became a blank screen. I kinda screamed. hahah. there was a lot of drama. i had to call my mum...then my uncle...and my phone died on me. i had to sit there in darkness for quite a while. haha but i had to admit it wasn't that bad. Anyway, i wanna thank the person who talked to me for the lonely and miserable hour or so until my phone died. hahaha. Thank you:DD&lt;br /&gt;Okay i gotta go complete one of those in the list to make myself feel better. haha. so i won't feel unproductive. oooh there's dance tomorrow. oh and my mum's going to bangkok tomorrow. hai. gonna miss her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-8834976940407543384?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/8834976940407543384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=8834976940407543384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/8834976940407543384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/8834976940407543384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/11/ahhh-i-feel-unproductive.html' title='Short circuit'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-1883931831589696291</id><published>2008-10-27T20:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T20:39:22.775+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'>It's a love story, baby just say yes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Happy Deepavali!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Haha I've been taking forever to do this summary. Not that I always take very long to summarise but...there are exceptions:D Like when there are distractions. Distractions include the tablet, tv, phone..and sometimes even when there's nothing, i still feel distracted! Just out of sorts. Haha. in my own world...Oh in your own world doesn't mean you're deaf right. Cos i went swimming yesterday and my instructor thought i was deaf. I didn't hear him shout STOP so i just kept swimming. Oooh -sings the song- Just keep swimming, just keep swimming, just keep swimming swimming swimming. Hahaha. where was i? Yes so i didn't hear. And when i stopped, I kinda kept laughing to myself. Then he thought i was retarded. (which is true, maybe) oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I shall talk about my wonderful day. Went to trim my hair in the morning [this sentence is meant to be invisible cos yeah...i can't do that] but it doesn't look any different. Haha which is a good thing. After listening to my mum complain to the hairdresser about how dry my hair is and how i've to take care of it, we went to some unknown place to have lunch. Yeah, i really didn't know where we were. But i think it's called West Mall?? sounds like it's in the middle of nowhere. Haha I abandoned my mum and sisters after lunch, found the mrt station and went to meet my badminton buddy! Wheee! I shall call her that:DD what wonderful alliteration. Anyway, we played from 3-4pm. Oh and who goes to the place 15mins before the time slot? That's just weird. Luckily they could kinda re-book the time slot in their weirdo system. So I was being retarded the whole time, so was my favourite bandminton buddy:D Haha the barbarella thing's still stuck in my head. she kept singing "Barbarella" the whole way home. gosh. "Remember that I only wear Chanel!" Hahaha so hilarious. My mum's going for a wedding dinner so I'm expected to be a babysitter tonight. Oh wells. My sis is back to her hyper self!! Whee. She has to pluck out a few teeth like how i had SIX teeth extracted when I was 6. But i don't think she knows so she's hopping around the house now, like a kangaroo. It's the first time I'm so willing to be a babysitter. Cos I just have to sit there and she'll do all the talking and annoying, as usual. Haha somehow i'm happy to be annoyed by her again. Glad she's feeling okay now, I was so worried the past week. It's kinda scary to think about it now. -shudders-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Okay I shall be off to finish the summary asap. So that i can watch tv. see, that's how distracted i am. lalala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-1883931831589696291?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/1883931831589696291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=1883931831589696291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/1883931831589696291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/1883931831589696291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-love-story-baby-just-say-yes.html' title='It&apos;s a love story, baby just say yes'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-3649811580030442278</id><published>2008-10-25T17:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T18:30:44.941+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good day gone bad'/><title type='text'>Money Honey:DD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Lalala I'm doing my English holiday homework. Yes yes, i know. But it's so that i can enjoy life later on. My aim is to finish all of them in 2 weeks. sounds like mission impossible...oh well. Haha i have this sudden motivation to finish as much homework as i can. Wow this is very rare. I've to use this chance to complete my homework. Otherwise, I'll only wait till 31st dec to start doing anything. haha i'm always exaggerating. Anyway, only 7 people came for Amath today. It's not surprising, considering the fact it's a saturday. Haha it was hilarious when we became thoughtful people and bought 3 donuts in case the teacher fainted in class. It's 3 hours, mind you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I suddenly feel like watching high school musical. hahaha. Maybe i'll wait for my sis. Just maybe... She's been bugging me never to watch it without her. Cos her exams just started!! HAHA. -evil laughter- She's lucky that her exams only last for four days while mine dragged on for a whole month. Glad it's over:DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ahh i'm worried. My sister's (the other one) still not jumping up and down and being hyper like before. I thought she was fine already but I came home to hear her crying and screaming. She's got a toothache. Maybe she has to pluck a few teeth. Oh right, it's supposed to be normal. but it's just saddening to hear her cry. two words. 心痛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-3649811580030442278?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/3649811580030442278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=3649811580030442278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/3649811580030442278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/3649811580030442278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/10/money-honeydd.html' title='Money Honey:DD'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-2439578791349623573</id><published>2008-10-19T20:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T21:15:04.434+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='normal days'/><title type='text'>What's pasta?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Happy Birthday Dad!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;even though we're not there to celebrate this special day with you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;just remember that you'll always be here in my heart&lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;P.S. i'm so sorry i can't send the present over but you'll get it when you come home:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Okay i just typed this long post just to find it gone when i clicked 'publish post'. Gone! Ahh this is like, SO FRUSTRATING. Hahaha the house bunny advertisement still cracks me up. I can't wait to watch it!! ahhh it seems like the whole world caught the movie except me...oh and you.(dea) hahaha. but no worries, we'll fulfil this dream on tuesday. heh i'm talking nonsense. wheee can't wait. We didn't have time this whole week, which sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Monday: Geog till 4plus----&gt; Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tuesday: Geog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Wednesday: Dance:DDD (haha dance was super funny that day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Thursday: Geog---&gt; Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Friday: Geog until 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Lalala glad this torturous week is over. not exactly torturous, just...eventful. wait, is that how you spell torturous. looks wrong. oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ah i feel abit drained, even though i didn't do much today. Hmm what did i do. Oh i went to Geraldine's house to finish a powerpoint presentation and rushed for tuition and came home. Wow i talked about my day in one sentence. Haha it's just my wonderful summarising skills. Come to think of it, i skipped alot of drama in between. For example, how i spent 1hour waiting for my mum cos she said she wanted to send me but in the end i just made my own way there.[common practice to omit embarrassing details of the blogger's life] hahaha just ignore me. i think i've got nothing better to do. I guess after the wonderful geog thing, I'll have more free time. yayy. haha i kinda noticed i named it the "geog thing". oh well. after tuesday, i can do whatever i want. Cool. But it's quite fun at times. i don't know, i enjoy doing it even though the hours are long and draggy. despite the fact that we've to repeat the same thing over and over again, i'm still happy. haha i'm weird right. oh oh. something bad happened today. -ominous thunder- okay i'm being nonsensical:DD anyway, my mum signed me up for this chinese course at tuition. it's this 15 days thing when i've to go for lesson everyday for three weeks consecutively. how scary right. but they call it o level something something. oh well. i guess it's to prepare me. haha i just asked my mum what's pasta. cos she said we're having pasta for dinner. this is so hilarious. i think i was out of sorts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ahh my sister's sick. She's not been feeling well this whole week and we're all so worried. ahh. i'm so used to her hyperactivity that when she's sitting there all quiet, i'll feel weird. oh gosh i think it's 39degC. shall go cheer her up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-2439578791349623573?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/2439578791349623573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=2439578791349623573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/2439578791349623573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/2439578791349623573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/10/whats-pasta.html' title='What&apos;s pasta?'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-1696946079891658161</id><published>2008-10-10T11:21:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T13:20:43.593+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting/exciting days'/><title type='text'>Cause it's over, Girl you know it's over this time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;it's OVER. omg it's finally OVER. i feel like i have all the time in the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Haha on wednesday i was still in a blur. After Amath, i thought i'd jump for joy and scream like anything. but maybe all my brain cells were burnt and couldn't function well enough to accept the reality that the pain and suffering was over. for now. haha. Eudea and I were hilarious. we were remembering the times when she went out after mid years and realised the shops weren't open at all. i was stuck at home sleeping in bed all day cos i didn't even take the last two papers. so she was missing me the whole time, i know:D Anyway, we went to subway at far east and laughed our heads off, as usual. Chippy's wasn't open so no fried mars bars for us. oh wells. Sorry for not planning earlier to go out with you. haha it took about 42 mins to get home from orchard. i wrote half an essay on the train, cos i felt guilty for not doing tll homework for so long. haha. it was about this guy who had cancer and wanted to give up on life but he found something that'll make him change his mind. took about 5 stops to think of that plot. it's okay, i still had 9 stops to write the backstory:D haha. reached home about 1 and waited for my ahma to call me. she ended physics paper about 1.30pm. badminton was a bit claustrophobic that day because we decided to be kind and share half the court with a bunch of...weirdos. okay maybe not. when we wanted to lend them the full court for about 20mins, they became all gentlemanly about it. oh well. I still had a fun time though my arm wasn't listening to me. both of us were a little zonked out to know what we were doing=p we had a bit of an emo lesson that night. i don't like to think about..."existence". okay maybe i like to think about it but not like writing it down and stuff. it feels weird. oh i had this whole list of places i wanted to visit in my life but i forgot most of them. i definitely remembered Hershey, Pennsylvania. haha i must stay in hotel hershey. sounds so cool right. another one in my list was "all the disneylands in the world". that's funny. maybe i shall try and achieve that. Oh the last lecture was quite sad. not exactly sad that you'd bawl out in tears but you'd learn how to live life. yeah. maybe it's sad that alot of us are not living life properly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;oh yesterday was funfunfun! went to geraldine's house early in the morning. (yes it's early) to play neopets. how fun. and we went out at 12. had this ultimate plan to get the same birthday present for each other. haha i think we spent 30mins in the store choosing our goggles. there were really cool metallic blue ones but it wasn't worth it. and i ended up buying a water bottle too. I needed one anyway so i guess it's okay. It's this bottle with an orange cap and orange "arena" on it. It was a nice warm shade of orange:D We made a pact to bring it for recess, lunch and everywhere we go. While waiting to collect her phone, we were wandering around this wonderful art shop and hesitating to buy fanciful paper for christmas cards. in the end we decided to make another trip there specially to get art stuff. The reunion with her phone took quite long, it was...emotional. haha just kidding. i'm talking nonsense again. The sanrio shop sold really expensive things. like tamaguchi. ohmygod. 59.90 for the latest something something of tamaguchi. oh and there's a tamaguchi watch too. i'm so amused. ate at yoshinoya and walked around. I was playing with some massager thing at action city when we met shihui. what a small world. wheee. we wanted to use our privileged ben n jerry's voucher so we decided to walk to cathay to have that free single scoop with sprinkles. and yes, being retarded, i almost met with a car accident on the way. it was just at the road junction and geraldine wanted to jaywalk!! tsk tsk. haha so she was like, "stop in the middle of the road ah." but with the roaring of cars and my failing sense of hearing, i was still running even when there was a gigantic bus dashing right towards me. yes yes delayed reaction. this time, it was delayed by one whole minute in which i could have been killed. thank god i'm still in one piece. haha i was laughing all the way until ben n jerry's. geraldine was too shocked to stop me from crashing into the bus' windscreen. worse, she was already laughing at me. good job! Ben n jerry's had this really comfy atmosphere inside but they were having auditions so we had to sit outside. hmm i chose cheesecake brownie and geraldine chose mango sorbet. haha when she picked her choice of sprinkles, she asked, "is the m'n'ms from china?" it was so funny. but it was from USA so we both picked that as sprinkles. how cool. soon we made our way to city hall and the funniest thing happened. we saw a man dancing in the middle of nowhere. actually, just in front of the control station and escalators where everybody was milling around. a group of us were sitting on the steps when we saw him. omg i couldn't stop laughing. it was hilarious. maybe he was demonstrating something but it was omg couldn't stand it. I haven't laughed so heartily ever since I could remember. i accompanied celeste to the ladies cos she wanted to change. haha we talked about movies. wheee. i wanna watch so many movies i can't even remember all of them. House bunny!! somebody has to watch it with me and she better!!! we're gonna rent dvds and have some kinda movie marathon:DD how fun. oh then the whole gang of us went to shokudo for dinner. we made so much noise but it was so fun. the long table where i couldn't see the other end...the laughing at everything...and karen kinda jot down every single thing geraldine said cos it was so funny and nonsensical. she never makes sense, this woman. haha eudea was late by half an hour because of her secret admirer. haha she told me it was stranger found from a corner of the world but i didn't believe her. it turned out to be true cos she was getting her shoes which she bought online. i think i laughed more than i ate throughout the dinner. this is wonderful. we walked around a little more before going home. lalala. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i just wanna slack at home the whole day today. don't feel like going out. it's tiring. i know, the way to enjoy life = becoming a couch potato. Wheeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Cause it's over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Girl you know it's over this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;[i just used the lyrics in the wrong context. but oh well.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-1696946079891658161?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/1696946079891658161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=1696946079891658161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/1696946079891658161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/1696946079891658161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/10/cause-its-over-girl-you-know-its-over.html' title='Cause it&apos;s over, Girl you know it&apos;s over this time'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-7245768508929168788</id><published>2008-10-06T18:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T18:49:29.689+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;happy&quot; days'/><title type='text'>i've reached nirvana. or rather, madness.</title><content type='html'>ChemChemChem. AmathAmathAmath. okay 2 more days. just 2 more days. 2 days didn't seem that long before!! How can time fly and crawl at the same time. someone enlighten me. It can fly when i wish i had more time to study so that i won't fail everything miserably but when i can't wait for wednesday to come, i feel like it's forever. it can crawl terribly, excruciatingly slowly when you just pray for this torture to be over. when you so desparately lust for freedom.&lt;br /&gt;I want everything to be over now. it's final years and i'm losing the motivation to study. Aren't i supposed to be more driven?? what is this. why am i not studying.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should go to some temple deserted on the mountain top in india. to meditate. so that i'll regain the focus and energy to absorb things again. can i turn into a microvilli now?? nah rejuvenating seems more feasible. okay i'm gonna reflect about my life...be satisfied with everything...throw my bright and glowing future away to be a nun. yes that sounds like a wonderful idea. okay we've to weigh the pros and cons. if i become a microvilli, it will increase surface area to volume ratio for me to absorb more things right. so i'll do better for exams. (anything will be better than the current state i'm in) but if i go to deserted-mountain-top-temple, i'll leave my glorious past behind to be attain peace and not worry about anything at all. maybe then, i'll really reach nirvana. however, that'll be an act of irresponsibility. therefore, i've come to the conclusion that i will turn into a microvilli.&lt;br /&gt;okay i shall start on qualitative analysis now. every post is ending the same way. this should just be a template: " I shall study.../I shall start on..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-7245768508929168788?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/7245768508929168788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=7245768508929168788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/7245768508929168788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/7245768508929168788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/10/ive-reached-nirvana-or-rather-madness.html' title='i&apos;ve reached nirvana. or rather, madness.'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-6269468710389288341</id><published>2008-09-18T21:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T22:00:23.020+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad days'/><title type='text'>Hallucinations</title><content type='html'>My life rocks. Amath test was better. My day was great. woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be the best day of my life.&lt;br /&gt;okay i shall stop being sarcastic. Haha but Amath test was unbelievable because i drew a SIN graph when the question was something COS something. What made me do that. I had the cos graph in my head. no, i had both graphs in my head. But i thought i saw sin in the question. This is why i have come to the conclusion that i was hallucinating. Yes i was. Or maybe i was possessed. Anyway, it's over. I shall look forward (not that tomorrow's very promising) and keep moving on. argh. i'm going mad. can't wait till the end of this.&lt;br /&gt;Things i need badly:&lt;br /&gt;Time.&lt;br /&gt;Freedom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-6269468710389288341?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/6269468710389288341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=6269468710389288341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/6269468710389288341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/6269468710389288341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/09/hallucinations.html' title='Hallucinations'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-7163990692255490229</id><published>2008-09-14T17:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T22:13:59.783+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'>Happy Mooncake Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Happy Mooncake Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Where did i get that from. tsk tsk. Anyway, i'm just back from my chinese tuition. the new one. *sobs* My previous post was so emo. I've never written like that in chinese. NEVER. oh wells. My new chinese tuition's alright. just that the teacher has a really...strong chinese accent. yes you know what i mean. oh and we share the same surname! Haha is that cool or what. She's Qiu lao shi:D next time if i ever become a chinese teacher (you never know), i'll be Qiu lao shi. The lesson was okay. We did bao zhang bao dao today on how people get cheated of their money through phone calls. Qiu lao shi asked us to role play as cheats. she even taught us how to do it the right way, like how to convince her we've kidnapped her child. haha quite funny. Man, what do they teach us these days? Tsk tsk. Oh, the girl sitting in front of me goes to learning lab too. what a small world. Okay today's a happy day! cos we're gonna eat mooncakes and shang yue. Even though i still have an english letter and Amath to do....i shall forget about homework for a while and just eat mooncakes! Actually, what's this festival for. i'm sure they've taught us the meaning + history of this festival in primary school but i forgot. Now, everything in my brain is to do with final years. or...maybe not. Hahaha i just know i like today cos i get to eat mooncakes with everyone and look at the moon. It's just nice to soak up all the family warmth, eat mooncakes, drink tea and shang yue. Maybe try to compose chinese poems...like mdm yeoh. omg this is hilarious. Okay my family's not THAT poetic and all. But there's the moon! Can't wait:D The moon will be brighter and rounder tomorrow, it's scientifically proven. i shall witness it for myself. Ah i smell dinner. yes, from a few blocks away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to spoil the lovely mood but i HAVE to remind myself that english paper's on friday. which means 5 more days to...doom, basically. English is not that scary but it symbolises the start, the beginning, the opening gates to hell. see, it's getting to me. i'm talking gibberish. fess up, glenda. tell yourself you haven't started revision for FYEs and you're so gonna perish in your own guilt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-7163990692255490229?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/7163990692255490229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=7163990692255490229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/7163990692255490229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/7163990692255490229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-mooncake-day.html' title='Happy Mooncake Day!'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-1807322017200442921</id><published>2008-09-12T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T23:29:38.656+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo days'/><title type='text'>I would thank you from the bottom of my heart, but for you my heart has no bottom</title><content type='html'>I would like to sincerely thank someone. Thus, i shall do it in chinese. Sincerely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;您在我八岁时踏入我的生活，让我认识最基本的华文生&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;词、汉语拼音、成语故事。每逢星期六我 就会在您的华&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;文补习班。不幸地跟您失去联络，然后因为命运，一年后&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;又见面了。您告诉我，我 扭伤了脚还去上课的那种学习&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;态度给您留下了深刻的影响。就这样，您继续用华文有&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;趣的一面， 教我课本里学不到的东西。这么多年来，我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还没找到您教我们这些“在家里不讲华语”的学生的 秘&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;诀。但是我相信这全都是因为您诚心诚意地把所有的知&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;识传授给我们，把所有的精力花在帮助我们，才会让我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对华文产生兴趣。您教我的不只是华文。从您的身上，我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;学到连千万的百科全书 都学不到的东西，就像找到宝物&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一样。不久前，您宣布要到学校当老师了。我们为您开&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心，但也了解这是什么意思。今天，当我遇见您的时候，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;才被事实拍了一巴掌。事实就是我每逢星期日就不会见到&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;您。我开始想像我的星期日会不会过得很没有意义。如果&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那天没有学到东西，会感觉如何？为什么只有失去了，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人才会珍惜呢？我应该每个星期都说谢谢，每个星期都懂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;得珍惜。因为您这七年的奉献，我才会有今天，所以多少&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感恩的话都永远不能表达我的谢意。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在，我要深深地谢谢您。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谢谢您，庄老师！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh. That went well. I never thought i could do that. But seriously, why is it only when we come face to face with loss (such a painful feeling i never thought would hurt so much), that we'll learn how to treasure the people around us? Is it just me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just sacrificed ANOTHER night of revising for FYEs. compared to my unproductive days, i guess this was worth it. because thanking someone you have always taken for granted (for seven bloody years)...it just hurts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-1807322017200442921?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/1807322017200442921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=1807322017200442921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/1807322017200442921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/1807322017200442921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-would-thank-you-from-bottom-of-my.html' title='I would thank you from the bottom of my heart, but for you my heart has no bottom'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-3304956883960841875</id><published>2008-09-05T20:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T21:19:04.277+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='normal days'/><title type='text'>Unproductivity = depressing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Today is an unproductive day. let's see what i did. Nothing! ahh. this is bad. i stayed at home the whole day and i didn't get anything done. i should have just went out and it'd be the same! I wanted to finish my chinese and english holiday homework but i ended up doing everything halfway. oh gosh. There's open house tomorrow and i'd spend the whole morning there. it's okay i'll finish what i wanted to by tonight. yes i will. I cannot believe the holidays are almost over, absolutely refuse to accept the fact that it is friday and we're going back to school on monday. it's not much different from the usual fridays. oh wells. i shall spend the weekend happily and not think about school until sunday night. actually, that's a bit impossible considering the fact that i'm going back tomorrow. WHAT IS THIS. i'm so contradicting. haha i'm gonna plan what to do tomorrow. but somehow the more i plan, the more i don't follow it. maybe it's just once in a while but when i don't go according to schedule, i get so frustrated with myself. and feel unproductive. like today. haha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;To make myself feel better, let's review which of the holiday assignments i've completed:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1. Biology (yes, the whole frigging 3 chapters of TYS. i was considering doing the non-compulsory assignment but that was before i actually looked at the complusory ones.=p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;2. 1 english essay (i kinda did the same question at tll so woohoo! though i was tempted to use the suggested response...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;3. geog graded assignment (due on tues [2nd sep, not 9th sep] so it's not really counted. i put it here to comfort myself)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;4. nothing else. omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i wanna go back to combined practice. i enjoyed it and i wish we can do it every holiday. Honestly, every minute spent there was worthwhile:)) even though there was a countdown=P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;haha i have this sudden craving for chocolates. You know what!! My mum bought me a box of hershey's chocolate-filled sticks:DD but i have no idea where it is. i ate two sticks and i came home one day to find it gone. Gone! it's not on my study table anymore. i went to confront (yes, confront) my sister but she gave me the "i'm innocent!! This time it's really not me!!" look. so i highly suspect it's the gladwyskhooliwen who went for camp, thinking she can get away with it. hahaha just kidding la. but maybe she really brought it to camp!! or finished it before leaving. oh great. now i'm chocolate-deprived. .....actually. i do have two hersheys bars! Woohoo!:D but i can't bear to eat it yet. i just need to know that i have chocolates and i'll be happy. haha i'm so weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I've been in this lazy/sleepy/wanna do anything but study mode the past week and it's not doing me any good. Perhaps i need a break from all that hectic-ness. but i've really got to gear up for exams which are coming really soon. it's just creeping closer and closer by the day. this is a weird phase. i'm sure it is. yes i must convince myself it's a phase and it'll be over soon. i feel like i've lost the...drive to study anymore. especially for chem. omg please don't let me lose focus now. this is worrying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Oh there's another nagging thing on my mind. I think i'm too indecisive. Especially those problems when only me myself and i must decide on what i'm supposed to do. It's just annoying. Then i'll hesitate whether to do it or not. Then i'll start pissing people off because i can't decide what i want. Then i'll start saying things halfway and making things worse. okay am i making sense here? haha. i don't think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"I want an exit out of this supremely disgusting state of unproductivity. And i would love to start by sleeping all my worries off." --Barok Velasco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-3304956883960841875?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/3304956883960841875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=3304956883960841875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/3304956883960841875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/3304956883960841875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/09/unproductivity-depressing.html' title='Unproductivity = depressing'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-152954025060967384</id><published>2008-09-04T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T01:21:25.300+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting/exciting days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dance'/><title type='text'>Combined practice:D</title><content type='html'>haha the previous post was. funny. lemme explain. i typed the title first and went to get water. Then when i came back, i instinctively pressed enter. it was instincts! so the post was just published like that. I wanted to edit it but i think i went to watch tv...played badminton...yeah. haha. so i just closed everything, and forgot that i was posting. oh wells. enough explanation.&lt;br /&gt;Combined practice yesterday was fun! Mostly, we taught the nanhua people syf. Oh we were split into different groups. the juniors had to learn from other schools and the sec 3s had the honour to teach the nanhua sec 3s. geraldine and i couldn't stop laughing but i think it was quite a success. though we didn't get to finish teaching the last part, they did really well. haha teaching is rather fun because you feel the sense of satisfaction when you see the performance after that. whoa i sound like i'm considering teaching as a career. during lunch, we couldn't finish the food cos there were absent people. so anyway, we played the ohyabaeyasom game. this is hilarious. i have no idea how to spell the game name. the losers will have to eat some from the extra packet. haha and i couldn't even finish my own!! it's always the same people who were odd ones out. like....shuzhen..shermin. and...okay fine. me. haha. but everyone helped so we kinda finished it:DD After lunch, we went to sleep. sleeping is the best part! though we're on the floor but my whole body will be relaxed. Normally, i don't even feel that relaxed when i sleep. Haha. even though it was only a while (10 minutes?) it felt like i had enough sleep. like well rested:) then we continued teaching and started...pai-ing them into positions. haha it was hilarious cos they had to lie down on each others' legs. and there were guys so there was an awkward moment. heh heh. okay actually, awkward moments. cos we had to consider the more...girly actions. not exactly girly but i don't wanna try describing it. haha. we watched the different performances and all of them turned out really well:DD ours was a little messy at the end, but considering the fact that they learnt it in less than a day, it was so cool! it's amazing how we did so much in just a few hours. after watching and feeling all satisfied and comforted, we had mass dance. it's always the funnest part:DD even if we don't know the dance. haha then we'll just follow whoever knows it. funfunfun! eudea don't remember going there. oh yeah she didn't. haha somehow i thought she had been there before. oh wells. this combined practice felt different from the last. actually every combined practice is different, somehow. maybe cos we were juniors last time. haha. okay gotta sleep now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-152954025060967384?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/152954025060967384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=152954025060967384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/152954025060967384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/152954025060967384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/09/combined-practiced.html' title='Combined practice:D'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-8720620780730764223</id><published>2008-09-01T20:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T20:54:48.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Teachers' Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-8720620780730764223?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/8720620780730764223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=8720620780730764223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/8720620780730764223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/8720620780730764223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-teachers-day.html' title='Happy Teachers&apos; Day!'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-1746845883713704665</id><published>2008-08-21T20:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T21:00:29.869+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good day gone bad'/><title type='text'>Mum, i got super high for my common tests!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;heyheyhey it's a beautiful day. Hahaha i just felt like saying that. A tad late, but common tests are over! Woohoo! I sound so happy but i am actually, deeply traumatised. We had SPA Chem today and it was a pure nerve-wrecking horror. Haha i'm exaggerating but it's just the silly mistakes i made that resulted in disaster. Oh wells. It's over now and we should just look forward. Heh heh. It seems to be our (Eudeavathy and i) favourite line after every test. We console each other like that, somehow. hahaha. My results compared to the first common test is just four words: (pardon the chinese.) 天渊之别。Wheee. got this &lt;em&gt;thing&lt;/em&gt; for chinese after watching ang mohs debate in the language. it was so cool! One of them didn't even have an accent. Oh when i went for tll last night, people around me started speaking in chinese!! Haha seems like the 华语cool thing is working. or...maybe it's just chinese orals that spurred us to do that. Unfortunately, chinese common test was worse than expected. I was happy for a moment when i got an A. well, what's that phrase again? Good things have to come to an end. hahaha this is so unrelated. i thought i got an A. but because of a mistake in marking, i dropped a grade. actually the other subjects were nowhere better. Amath = failed like i've never failed anything in my life. i badly need chocolates. and Amath tuition. haha. Geog was the only decent one. Honestly, sitting beside Eudeavathy can be quite depressing sometimes. especially when you &lt;em&gt;thought&lt;/em&gt; you did well for a test. But being a supportive friend, i want to say, "Great job, Eudz! You rock!:DD" Hahaha. Guess that means more kinder buenos for you now. I was satisfied with my geog and it made my day:D Well, it made my 1/2 hour cos after geog was SPA chem. so yep. the mood was totally different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The chinese dance teacher didn't come today so we had mass dance. Felt like forever since we did that. I forgot a few of them. like absolutely everybody. oh gosh. anyway, JIAYOU Sec3 Dancers!! We can do it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Whoa how am i gonna tell my mum. Hmmm..."Mum..i...did badly..for..amath." Nonono not a very good start. should tell her all the good news first. "Mummy! I got super high for common tests!! All of them!! ................I mean the L1R5." yeah that's better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-1746845883713704665?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/1746845883713704665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=1746845883713704665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/1746845883713704665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/1746845883713704665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/08/mum-i-got-super-high-for-my-common.html' title='Mum, i got super high for my common tests!!'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-608668091961468980</id><published>2008-08-09T20:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T20:54:20.453+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting/exciting days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'>Happy National Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy National Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(this post shall be red to show my patriotism)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just watched the National Day Parade. Haha the black knights are so cool! Kinda romantic seeing a heart in the sky, though it's not Valentine's Day or anything. I really felt a sense of patriotism just watching the parade, like this is where i belong. whoa cannot stand myself, so cliched. Eudeavathy and Geraldinamani were both there. hmmm wonder if they met! I was looking out for the golden mane anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We celebrated National Day in school yesterday. And i just have one thing to say, GREAT JOB JUNIORS! You did your best and that's all that matters:D It was really...heartwarming to see the effort that all of you have put in:) Haha I have no idea why i was so nervous when they were the ones performing. I even had this impulsive moment to cheer them on just before the performance. It was hilarious, i must have scared them=p Anyway, reached school at 6.30am and wandered around...trying to look for a way to the millenium classroom. then ended up feeling like an idiot when Xiuxiani was still at home. heh heh. i seriously need to be more organised as a costume rep. it shall be my goal in life! haha along with many others. wonder when i'll ever reach them. the short term one is of course to study hard for common test. and omg i'm NEVER gonna reach it if i stay here. Goodbye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-608668091961468980?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/608668091961468980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=608668091961468980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/608668091961468980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/608668091961468980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-national-day.html' title='Happy National Day!'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-3451913769707988631</id><published>2008-08-05T21:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T21:45:47.987+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unexpected much'/><title type='text'>DEAD BLOG ALERT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DEAD BLOG ALERT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha today was an OMG day. i heard this numerous times, particularly from the people around me. OMG! OMG! OMG! hahaha. i'll start laughing. and clapping my hands. for some unmentionable reason. Anyway, I'm just glad I cleared ALL (repeat, ALL) my overdue homework. One week ago, I was stressing like mad over the ever-accumulating pile. Just thankful that it's done. Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously suspect that i'm going to suffer from anxiety disorderSSSS sooner or later. my stress management is... hai. I shall stop scaring the world. haha. I think i did that yesterday. [common practice on this blog to omit embarrassing details of the blogger's life] yes, i shall not disclose any humiliating happenings. But i was really touched when i received the card today! Not to mention shocked. hahaha. It was really nice of all of you. Thanks a million!:DD I'm moved by their gratefulness and appreciation...with so much care and concern. okay ignore me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh. What am I doing here. What am I doing here. Ahhh I cannot be distracted. okay glenda, go back to your little corner filled with books. even solitary confinement is better because textbooks won't be drowning you. just...air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I'm supposed to be writing a contract now. for some abhorrent/intolerable/offensive not forgetting annoying/irksome/pestiferous/pestilential/vexatious person. but i'm here! wheeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-3451913769707988631?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/3451913769707988631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=3451913769707988631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/3451913769707988631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/3451913769707988631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/08/dead-blog-alert.html' title='DEAD BLOG ALERT!'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-897679161006709685</id><published>2008-07-27T13:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T15:26:54.828+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'>Speech Day + Learning Fest + SAC concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Yesterday was an eventful day. Having three dance items on the same day can be quite stressful...haha even though i'm only in one of it. But the makeup part. just traumatising. Haha. Though in the end, we still had fun. We came to school at 7am to prepare and realised we had to hurry cos the eyeshadow department was taking far too long. heh heh. Luckily we made it in time...to wait about 30mins for the GOH. It was rather exciting! Xiuxiania and I were so absorbed in perfecting their positions to notice that the GOH has arrived. So we were rushing to find a hiding place. Then in the middle of the dance, the potted plant suddenly said, "SMILE!!!" Gosh i wonder if the juniors were freaked out. It was good, from the back. But the teacher said they smiled so i guess it should be fine. One down. Two more to go. Run back. Change Change Change. We didn't get to watch it this time, but it was very qi. I forgot who told me that. haha. hai so relieved. good job juniors!:D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Two down. One more to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;We still had some time to walk around before preparing for 12.15pm. So i bought a sandwich from one of the stalls. Haha a sandwich made by michelle lim:D so cool. oh yeah and the saddening thing was that i forgot to bring my coupon. which means the whole $4 was just wasted on a piece of paper! woohoo. while waiting, we talked about alot of random + lame stuff. well, not WE. just Geraldinamani. OH that's the time when she got her name too! Celestetuba made it for her. And Celestetuba's name was given by Eudeavathy. Or was it Eudeabathy. Xiuxiania joined us in the name-making too. [common practice on this blog to omit embarrassing details of the blogger's life. Therefore, my new name shall not be disclosed.] Who started it??? Must be Geraldinamani. who else? Haha she is one hilarious person. Ye laoshi is very amused by her. Now her name's in the making too=P Soon, we started packing our stuff and preparing to leave. We brought about 5 extra boxes and 2 extra fires. HAHA. better to be safe than sorry. I was praying and praying that the fires won't be in a bad mood and die on me. They are somewhat unpredictable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;At about 12.30, the bus left for Victoria. ooh so exciting! haha i must have got that from somebody. The bus has some kind of chui1 mian2 powers. i think all of us (Geraldinamani + Eudeavathy + Celestetuba + moi) slept on the bus. After i finally dozed off, we reached Victoria. We got the props and went inside. While sitting in the audience seats, I checked that i brought everything then i realised we didn't have enough wristbands:-O I went into a big frenzy so Geraldinamani and i counted and found some old ones amongst the hair ties. If we really didn't have, i'd just faint. Haha no la. i'll just use the hair ties. then we started rehearsing. Mark positions. Test the lightings. Test the sound. Gosh the lightings were blinding me. I felt so giddy. I couldn't dance properly. Then i was so worried that i couldn't do my best during the real thing. The more i worried, the more mistakes i made. Whoa so traumatising. if i was seen during rehearsal, i would be making a mistake like every minute. okay every second. Cos the stage lights were shining in front of us...beside us. haha they're supposed to be like that. but still. So after the rehearsal, we went to our makeup room. ahhhh. it was teeny weeny. But we got 2 rooms in the end. After that we went for dinner. I took off my shoes and i didn't feel very well again. Maybe cos the floor was icy cold and i couldn't take it. My mum says that coldness enters your body by your ankles...feet...and something. We went up to rest before applying lipstick and eyeliner. i slept for a while, no idea how long. Haha i almost forgot about the wristbands and hair ties. gosh. what is wrong with me. We were supposed to get ready backstage at 7.30pm. so we did warmups...had a costume check. lalala. and went down. i was awkwardly calm. a little excited. okay it's a mix. i think it's mostly calm. maybe i was too scared until i became calm. Okay that was it. I always feel scared like one minute before it starts. then i'll have no time to feel scared. i'm not making sense right. Oh oh and when the fires were supposed to be turned out i was like, "please please please work." I was praying and praying that all of them will work. In the end, everything was alright. Phew. thank goodness. And we didn't lose anything! not really. Though I must remember to comb stage area immediately after the dance on wednesday. It was fun fun fun. Why is it that the most draining day is always the funnest? HAHA. I got a lift from Geraldinamani's mum to eat at Macs. i remember where it is! it's jurong street 24.. haha. omg she was hilarious. it's a miracle how i finished the fillet-o-fish when i was laughing at whatever she said. and you know, she never stops talking. I told Ye laoshi that if one day she sat at one corner quietly, i'd be very worried. HAHA. yes yes. Must study the whole day today. Cos next tues and wed would be as tiring and breathless. cos i'll have no time to breathe. okay i must stop being lame. geraldinamani! all your fault! haha jkjk:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-897679161006709685?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/897679161006709685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=897679161006709685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/897679161006709685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/897679161006709685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/07/speech-day-learning-fest-sac-concert.html' title='Speech Day + Learning Fest + SAC concert'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-966772557749847191</id><published>2008-07-25T20:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T21:48:01.145+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo days'/><title type='text'>i love my life.</title><content type='html'>Whoa i haven't blogged for...quite long. So many things have happened. okay my world now revolves around dance, my house and trying desparately to catch up with schoolwork. doesn't it always? But this time, it seems so hard. Oh yeah. I moved house. yes, again. I am currently surrounded by carton boxes and sitting on the floor, refusing to unpack. arghhh. this place is so messed up i can't stand it.&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm back. i just unpacked 2 carton boxes of books into the shelves. woohoo! You know what, there was bio test today. And last night, i didn't have my bio textbook with me. I was so scared!! Cos i have not started reading a single thing. Hai. Thank goodness it's over.&lt;br /&gt;omg. it's 10pm. ahhh my life rocks. i love my life. i love my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-966772557749847191?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/966772557749847191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=966772557749847191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/966772557749847191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/966772557749847191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-love-my-life.html' title='i love my life.'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-7548726303504548575</id><published>2008-07-12T15:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T15:59:40.745+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'>That's not my name! is stuck in my head</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Omg something very hilarious just happened. i was listening to the radio and there was this caller.&lt;br /&gt;DJ: Hey what's your name?&lt;br /&gt;Caller: Hello! I'm ron and i'm very very happy!!&lt;br /&gt;DJ: Hi Ron why are you so happy?&lt;br /&gt;Ron: Cos i'm going for a party later and i'm very happy cos i found a long lost friend. So i'm very happy.&lt;br /&gt;DJ: Ohh. How did you lose contact?&lt;br /&gt;Ron: Oh cos his father died then my father also died. then now he called me and said his father didn't die.&lt;br /&gt;DJ: WHATT!&lt;br /&gt;Ron: Yeah i know. he sucks right. haha i'm so excited that i called you.&lt;br /&gt;[they said something but i didn't really get it]&lt;br /&gt;DJ: Can you do something for me? Say "i'm a big bird" in that very low voice. like you know the joker from the dark knight.&lt;br /&gt;Ron: I'm a big bird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have nothing to say. I'm just laughing like crazy now. Why is this world filled with abnormal people? actually, i feel that i'm weird too. but not that kind of abnormal. haha. it's different. There was rehearsal today. I was kinda scared last night and started freaking out. i don't know why. Oh i do. Cos all my "parts" were changed and it's like learning a new dance even though i heard the same song a thousand times. I listened to syf about 24 times while lying on my bed and only when i turned it off was i able to fall alseep. Otherwise, i'd be moving my hands all night and scaring my sister. But it was okay, nothing majorly catastrophic happened. Except the fact that a few wristbands and hairties can't be found. i suspect they're in some corner of the hall in St. Anthony's Canossian. Haha. At first, i felt so messed up cos the fires were bugging me. i was so worried that something will happen to them. hai. And because i was so worried, i had to get them batteries todayyyy. I found the batteries for the sad, mourning fires:DD YAY! Geraldine's so gonna buy me lunch man. shall tell her how to take care of the fires. I bought 4 of them from Sim Lim Tower. The uncle said it was supposed to have 12 volts but he used this cool device and discovered that the battery that i brought had only 1 pathetic volt. no wonder the fire died. Then he said, "Haiyah why you use this one! This brand from China one you know. Use this, from japan, better quality." Then he took out his batteries. They were $25 each. At least i have accomplished something today. oh oh i duplicated the cupboard 4 key too. cos the other one broke. haha so hilarious. Xiu Xian and i suspect that the broken part is still stuck inside and we have to investigate on monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hope we'll do well on 26th july. Letty wants to practice everyday next week. haha. i shall not mind cos i'm so not confident. if i watch the video taken from the rehearsal, i'll faint. cos i'll be making some stupid mistake every minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;They call me 'Hell'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;They call me 'Stacey'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;They call me 'Her'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;They call me 'Jane'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;That's not my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;That's not my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;That's not my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;That's not my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Are you calling me darling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Are you calling me bird?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Are you calling me darling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Are you calling me bird?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That's not my name by The Ting Tings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-7548726303504548575?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/7548726303504548575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=7548726303504548575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/7548726303504548575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/7548726303504548575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/07/thats-not-my-name-is-stuck-in-my-head.html' title='That&apos;s not my name! is stuck in my head'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-2059613393950340187</id><published>2008-07-11T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T12:44:17.592+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='normal days'/><title type='text'>E-learning is boring</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Ballroom Dancing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofdanceareyouquiz/ballroom.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are sophisticated and classy. Definitely not the type to be seen dancing on a bar.&lt;br /&gt;You are a bit old fashioned. You prefer dance to be subtly sexy, not in your face sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are sentimental and nostalgic. You appreciate the beauty of old things.&lt;br /&gt;You are even tempered and cooperative. You work well with a partner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofdanceareyouquiz/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Dance Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-2059613393950340187?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/2059613393950340187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=2059613393950340187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/2059613393950340187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/2059613393950340187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/07/e-learning-is-boring.html' title='E-learning is boring'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-9060627384924242210</id><published>2008-07-11T10:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T12:20:22.629+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting/exciting days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'>Lim PeiQi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ah. I'm feeling cold. Brr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday Michelle Lim! [9th july]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Haha she was so surprised that i remembered her birthday! Of course i will remember! Such a great friend right:D but i'm so so sorry cos my present failed me. She was supposed to turn up at your house to sing you a birthday song!! but she didn't:( haha. it's okay! that person is none other than---Ho Xiu Xian! heh heh. my present is so cool right:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday Lim Pei Qi! [10th july]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You should have seen your expression yesterday. Priceless. After e-learning, I went out to meet Ariel Guo at outram mrt station. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Plan: Crash Pei Qi's house and hide in her closet and say BOO when she opens it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So, our first obstacle was actually getting into her house. Ariel had to contact her brother to let us in but he was still in school. Oh yeah. She stole his number from PQ's phone when she was unaware. So, we needed the maid's help. Haha it was hilarious cos we were downstairs and we were so afraid that PQ would suddenly come home/come out of the lift and see us. We actually looked for a hiding place. I went to hide behind a pillar and Ariel was like, "SO OBVIOUS!!" we ended up peeking from the staircase. There were people waiting for the lift and they were all staring at us like we were some freaks. I think we looked pretty suspicious, acting so sneakily. Oh when the maid came down, she didn't even know if peiqi was at home so she went back to check. and she wasn't. YES! so we went up frantically, afraid that she'll catch us in action. The ariel guo kept saying, "This is so exciting!" HAHA dunno what's her problem. we had a disagreement about hiding our shoes at the top or bottom of the shoe cupboard, and which was more obvious. in the end, we just hid them at the bottom. [the funny thing is that she didn't even open the shoe cupboard!!] we hurried to her room and placed the present on her bed. then we rushed to hide in her closet. Shhhh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4 mins to 7pm: Hiding...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Keeping very quiet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Still hiding...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ariel: What if she gets a heart attack?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me: oh yeah. If it's me, i'll be super freaked out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ariel: haha me too. i'll scream. (hears footsteps) Shhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;[False alarm. It was her maid who passed us the phone cos her bro called]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tick Tick Tick Tick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ariel: Is that your watch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me: Yeah it's very noisy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tick Tick Tick Tick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me: Haha i've never done this before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ariel: Neither have i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tick Tick Tick Tick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ariel: My butt hurts la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me: I've got pins and needles..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tick Tick Tick Tick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ariel: Eh. Did you watch the Grudge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me: No! and i don't wanna know!! don't you dare scare me okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ariel: haha actually, i didn't watch it too. but i watched the Grudge 2. it happened in the closet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me: SHUDDUP! (i was gonna scream ald)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ariel was afraid i would scream or back out and decided she should stop scaring me. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tick Tick Tick Tick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;7.30pm: Still hiding...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;7.31pm: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ariel: do you think i should call her??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me: Yeah i think you should. before we die cos of lack of oxygen in here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;[we were very worried that she decides not to come home until after dinner at 10pm or something.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We finally got out of that stuffy place and called her. she said she was at the airport and would be coming home in 15mins. Ariel told her we left a present on her bed and it was baked by the both of us. if she doesn't come home soon, it'll turn bad. She told her that cos we were afraid even if she came home, she wouldn't go to her room. and ariel kept emphasizing on the fact that she had to go see the present first. haha then she called me, not knowing both of us were beside each other. in that 15mins, we walked around the house..messed up her closet a little..ate the cookies she baked...heard footsteps!! Ariel guo haven't even finished half the cookie! We practically ran to the closet, making the least noise possible and hid inside. She was finally here!! I was trying so hard not to laugh when she was just a metre away from us, opening her present. which was so NOT baked. haha. so she muttered something and went to open the closet. BOO! AHHH! haha. it was so funny. then she started screaming at us about how we could have died in there. and asked how long we were inside. so we told her about our marvellous plan and went downstairs (her grandma's) for Hainanese chicken rice:DD then we talked for a while in this cool room. haha. i just found it cool. after that, we sang a birthday song for her, ate chocolate cake...declined to be offered kaya cake. and her grandparents were watching ancient chinese shows. Ariel guo just laughed at me half the time cos i asked, "why is that person frozen??" then she opened some of her presents...and found a skirt really suitable for partying!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ahh. it's late. there's dance later and i haven't finished e-learning homework!:O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-9060627384924242210?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/9060627384924242210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=9060627384924242210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/9060627384924242210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/9060627384924242210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/07/lim-peiqi.html' title='Lim PeiQi'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-129102018363815686</id><published>2008-07-06T19:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T18:01:45.289+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting/exciting days'/><title type='text'>I wish it was a movie so i could watch it a thousand times over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ah. Everything that I typed disappeared. Just. Like. That.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells. The past week had been hectic. Do I always say that? Somehow I'm running around everywhere everyday. I hope tomorrow will be a slacker day...Anyway, wednesday to friday was fun fun fun! I went to the Institute of Molecular and Cell Biology (IMCB) for this cancer metasis workshop. Or rather, I thought it was about cancer. I was quite relieved when I saw Demi and Yvelyn! I was afraid i'd be some loner. brrr. scary thought. Before the safety briefing, the instructor was "sorry that the programme had to be changed". He said if we're disappointed we must talk to him or something. I wasn't really paying attention so i guessed as long we're learning something, it doesn't really matter. Did I mention the safety briefing included General safety, Chemical safety, Radiation safety and Fire safety. Yes, it was THAT long. Oh and they showed us the floor plan of the building. the 4th level actually, where we "hung out" most of the time. When we got to the lab, I realised what we were doing. Polymerase Chain Reaction. Which was exactly what i learnt at the DNA workshop during the holidays. just in much greater detail. ahhhh. why. i wanted to learn something new. this is disappointing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Basically, we'll be in the lab the whole day doing...stuff. On Wednesday, we intended to go to Holland V for lunch (which is 1h 30mins:D) but somehow ended up at this food court. we tried exploring for a while but gave up. oh there was this shop selling the peanut/coconut kueh so we wanted to try it. There weren't many people queueing before us but i felt like there was a hundred!! My gosh. the person is so super slow she makes a tortoise look like it won the Olympics. I queued for the first 10mins then demi took over. haha Yvelyn went on about the "patience is a virtue" thing. so cute. I wanted to give the stallholder some advice, like get a helper or something!! Or another big...baking thing. not exactly baking. hai nevermind. finally, we got our long-awaited pancakes. haha. it wasn't that bad. but if it sucked, i would have complained. haha jkjk. so after lunch we took a shuttle bus back and continued doing...stuff. i'm kinda used to the micropipette now. at first, it felt so unnatural holding it. oh i can just faint doing the conversions of microlitres and adjusting the micropipette volume. now everyone knows the reason why i don't take physics. haha. We did Agarose Gel Electrophoresis too. This time, i got to see the current flow and everything, it was more hands on. for the other workshop, we just filled the wells. haha the fun part was loading the wells, though my DNA thing always diffuses a little. ahh. lack of pipetting skills.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Thursday was kinda the same. we were in the lab the whole time doing...stuff. okay i'm just calling it stuff cos half the time, i had no idea what i was doing. Oh and on this day, i suspected that i was born to humiliate myself everyday of my life. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[comon practice on my blog to emit the embarrassing details of the blogger's life except when it's unbelievably hilarious she has to share it with the world] &lt;/span&gt;So i was doing stuff in the lab right. Yvelyn and i were pipetting stuff into other stuff so i stood up to change my pipette tip and somehow, during that one milisecond, my chair eloped with its secret lover, leaving me to plop down on an imaginary one and laughing at myself...in the "haha glenda, it's not a surprise that it's you!" kinda way. okay i'm not making sense. We decided to explore a little more so we went to Holland V for lunch. Walked around quite a while before making our minds. we were hungry after walking and hesitating for so long. Yay Swensen's!:DD I had mac 'N' cheese, Yvelyn and Demi got a Spaghetti Bolognaise each. Haha i think Demi's in love with taking photos. We took pictures of our dessert. okay the biscuit wasn't that appealing but it was nice:D Demi left after lunch cos she had a dental appointment, abandoning the 2 of us. So we went back, thinking we were late. haha. had time to listen to music before the thing started so i guess we weren't. the two of us kept talking about what they might be doing at dance/guides now and it was so funny. at &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3.35pm&lt;/span&gt;, Yvelyn looked at the clock and said, "hai, they must be taking attendance now...." with the "i'm at faraway land and never coming back" look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking bubbles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3.45pm:&lt;/span&gt; Dancers must be doing warmups now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Guides must be starting fire now. (Yvelyn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4.45pm:&lt;/span&gt; Dancers must be practicing like mad and i'm sitting here pipetting weird stuff. and ahh i dunno how much to pipette into this!! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Guides should be having sing-a-long now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;By the time it was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5pm&lt;/span&gt; and it ended, i decided i missed dance so much i had to go back. so i did:D Yvelyn wanted to go back too...but didn't in the end. and 1min after i got up the car, she sms-ed me: Glenda!! i regret not going with you!! hahaha. so hilarious. oh and in the process of pipetting stuff DROPWISE, we also decided to go for the youth day concert the next morning. We forgot we could wear anything we wanted!! haha. we were like, "so tomorrow wear uniform to school..watch the concert, change, and leave okay! set." haha sound like a retard.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; was funfunfun! The concert was really...entertaining. haha so glad i was there cos ms lim came back! woohoo! it was so funny! so we left for imcb around &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8.30am&lt;/span&gt;. we were a little late..cos of a little hitch in getting a shuttle bus. we went to this stop and apparently 2 shuttle buses passed by us. haha and we were appalled so we walked further down where there was some hope of getting a bus. okay so we finally got there and did stuff, as usual. haha. this time, we went to food junction at holland village. haha i always talk bout lunch like it's the highlight of the day. quite exciting, no? okay i'm weird. We tried the peach yoghurt and got a free badge each. so cute! 3 of us had the same design and proclaimed it the "Symbol of Friendship". [i know, the things you do after being cooped up in the lab for almost 3 days...hai...imagine.] then we went to the skybridge to take funny photos with our "Symbol of Friendship" pinned on. my gosh. it was hilarious. cos people would so often walk by and wonder what these 3 girls are up to. oh, we went to the zebrafish facility to look around. it was quite interesting how they keep the fishes and a bit heartbreaking at the same time to know what they do to them, small adorable creatures. At first, the 3 of us wanted to leave at 3pm to go Nanhua to collect cotumes. ahhh. Had a tiny miscommunication with Xiu but it's okay, i really wasn't upset!! so we stayed at imcb till the end, abandoning our plan to leave early...haha. i kinda miss that place...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7pm&lt;/span&gt;: had to rush home to change for Soundwaves 2008. my mum sent me to esplanade and when i stepped into the foyer..."Attention all: the concert in the theatre is going to commence in 1 minute. Please make your way to ..." I was like omg omg omg and went into some kind of frenzy. i rummaged for my ticket. gave it to this entrance looking man. turned out he was the security guard. [told you i had to humiliate myself once everyday!!] but he tore the ticket stub and let me in anyway. ran all the way to door 8, so freaking far. haha. and found my seat just before it started. Sat between Xiu Xian and Jou Teng, with my ahma and eudz a few seats away:DD it was so awesome!! my gosh. They had Chinese dance, indian dance, modern, TAP!! and ballroom! how cool is that. i bet my mum was tired of hearing my vivid description of the concert, how wonderfully amazing it was, and how much i needed to learn ballroom dance. loved it so much. slept so late that night, i woke up at &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11.30am&lt;/span&gt; the next morning. haha i don't think i ever woke up so late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;went to watch Meet Dave premiere with edwin and 3 mini humans this morning. yes, at &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10am&lt;/span&gt; in the morning. no idea why it's at this time. oh wells. it was quite funny. i guess it's suitable for those who don't mind ridiculous and impossible fictional stories. the amusing part is when Dave tries to fit in on earth. yep. haven't done anything meaningful/related to school these few days. ahhh. i feel so motivated. NOT. there's school tomorrow! at least there won't be monday blues:D do i even have monday blues??? okay i shall attempt being productive today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-129102018363815686?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/129102018363815686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=129102018363815686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/129102018363815686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/129102018363815686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-wish-it-was-movie-so-i-could-watch-it.html' title='I wish it was a movie so i could watch it a thousand times over.'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-6104013975377849796</id><published>2008-06-25T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T23:12:38.552+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo days'/><title type='text'>3rd day of school-.-</title><content type='html'>Hmm...it's the 3rd day of school and i'm already so tired.&lt;br /&gt;There was Share-A-Thought today. quite interesting, i must say. I felt bonded.&lt;br /&gt;There was Emath today. quite traumatising. i didn't know whether to laugh or cry. yes, it's one of those rare moments.&lt;br /&gt;There was geog + a new geog teacher...quite (i've got nothing to say) need time to get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;There was...recess and lunch today. without. . . . .&lt;br /&gt;It is the first Wednesday that ends at 3.15 this year. and there's gonna be more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum told me to put myself in others' shoes and look at things from another perspective. I felt...enlightened. She told me we are human beings and when we are hurt, we can't just forget it like that and pretend nothing has happened. it has left a scar. it just depends on how individuals deal with the situation. and when we apologize, we cannot expect the person to accept the apology because that person might have been hurt more deeply than we thought it would. Before she told me all this, i was angry. i did not understand why people can't pretend nothing has happened and forgive me. forgive and forget=easier said than done.&lt;br /&gt;so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry for what i did and i've learnt from my mistake. i know it takes time to forgive and i do not hope for forgiveness. time shall heal all wounds. i would just like to apologize.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-6104013975377849796?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/6104013975377849796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=6104013975377849796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/6104013975377849796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/6104013975377849796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/06/3rd-day-of-school.html' title='3rd day of school-.-'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-136183069033397158</id><published>2008-06-20T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T19:51:00.531+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting/exciting days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unexpected much'/><title type='text'>Genting Theme Park=Fun at the Peak! not when you're at the bottom.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;heyhey. I didn't know crazy, mentally deranged people still existed in this world. Anyway, I'm back from my wonderfully adventurous trip to Genting! not. okay it was miraculously possible to actually be there, but it wasn't miraculously without hiccups either [considering the fact we got the rooms a day before] My mum says nothing's free in this world so if we get lucky, something unlucky would probably happen to us. I'm not making sense right. Let's just start at the very beginning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Saturday 14th June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We set out at around 10am. yes, it's not exactly when everyone else is still under the blankets. heh heh. still had to run some last-minute errands. e.g. change money. so we reached Johor Bahru at around 12nn. my father the pro took over at least 100 cars in the long queue at the customs. my mum says she salutes him. aww, how loving. haha. It was quite a long drive up to Genting. The coach Aunty Amy took took bout 7h to reach the mountain. For my dad, 4h would suffice. heh heh. I didn't sleep a wink throughout while my two sisters were surprisingly quiet. Hmmm except maybe the snoring..zzZ. I love the highway part and was looking forward to it but somehow, papa took a wrong turn and ended up at some unknown place. He made a few turns..ended up at the same spot. eventually, we asked this uncle--wearing a "engineering services" windbreaker--riding a motorbike for directions. thankfully, we found the highway and was on the right track again. so, we arrived destination 101 (just a retarded name we made up) Genting at about 5pm. We went to Genting Palace Restaurant for dinner. mm-mmm. Took a stroll and went back to the room. Oh yeah Rush Hour 3 was on. so i watched it. heh heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sunday 15th June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Woke up to screaming and the music of carousels going round and round. We had a wonderful view of the entire outdoor theme park below. we were on the 17th floor actually. i love Resort Hotel! We ate...Macs for breakfast cos all these monkeys were hopping excited to go for the rides. Well, i was too. until i found out i was supposed to take care of the youngest monkey. or rather, all 3 of them. whoa thanks. The first ride was always Spinner. Just that we usually go for it once or twice before moving on. This time, I was swinging my head off i couldn't count anymore. apparently, GlynnisKhooLiLin actually managed to reach the minimum height requirement and tried. After that, she bugged me to go for the ride for more than 10 times. I was lucky my breakfast stayed in. I didn't realise what i was getting myself into. It was supposed to carry on till 12am. Not that i'm old or anything, but it sure required lots of stamina to be running all over the theme park, going for rides. This time, i braced myself for Space Shot, Corkscrew and Crazy Space Lab. Considered "New" to me cos i've never tried those before. Space shot was...frightening. i felt like i was floating away as an angel...both literally and...whatever this is. cos my butt was flying off the seat, and i felt like i could die. and when i die, i'd naturally become an angel &lt;strong&gt;[insert halo here]&lt;/strong&gt; ok i shall stop crapping. Crazy Space Lab was really crazy and disappointing. You just sit in a..rocking chair &lt;em&gt;(the ahma kind of rocking, not stimulation ride kind)&lt;/em&gt; and see the luminous ceiling scroll by, pretending to be scared of that mentally deranged alien trying to get out of the glass box by knocking his head against it. and whoooaaa, it's over. Corkscrew was fun!! it turned upside down twice. the ride was only 1min42sec. By lunchtime, i was dizzy and nauseous. not to mention, dead beat. my mum delivered Burger King up to the room and we watched Dora the Explorer. yes, it's total fastfood day. damaging. I wanted to sleep all the way till dinner but was dragged out to the theme park again. my mum tried to escape and pleaded with that "pretty please with a cherry on top", a.k.a "i'm your mother and you can't possibly defy me" look to "take over" looking after Glynnis Khoo as she put it. so for the rest of the day, i was basically SPINNing around and going for family rides. [like whoa! that's dinosaurland! oh my! i'm frightened by the T.Rex. oooh let's go for the Teacup ride. like omg. is that a double-decked carousel? Hey let's go for the spinner again!! i wanna freeze my teeth into ice cubes and dislocate my arm while in the air!!] Sarcasm hinted. Ahh i miss the good old thrill rides. So before rushing back for dinner, we went for Flying Dragon. After the indescribably long queue &lt;em&gt;(did i just describe it?)&lt;/em&gt;, it was finally our turn. 2 monkeys found their seats and another was left with me. We were like half into the carriage when this uncle said, "Eh she wants to sit here." *points to his wife with son tagging along* And i guess i was just too tired to say anything, i just walked to look for another seat. But there were only loner ones. and that would be impossibible to leave my monkey alone. 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style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hideous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="noline" href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/browse/horrendous" minmax_bound="true"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;horrendous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="noline" href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/browse/loathsome" minmax_bound="true"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;loathsome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="noline" href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/browse/nasty" minmax_bound="true"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;nasty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="noline" href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/browse/nauseating" minmax_bound="true"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;nauseating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="noline" href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/browse/odious" minmax_bound="true"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;odious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="noline" href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/browse/offensive" minmax_bound="true"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;offensive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="noline" href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/browse/repellent" minmax_bound="true"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;repellent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="noline" href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/browse/repugnant" minmax_bound="true"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;repugnant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="noline" href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/browse/revolting" minmax_bound="true"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;revolting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="noline" href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/browse/sickening" minmax_bound="true"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sickening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="noline" href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/browse/slimy" minmax_bound="true"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;slimy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="noline" href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/browse/ugly" minmax_bound="true"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ugly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="noline" href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/browse/unpleasant" minmax_bound="true"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;unpleasant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="noline" href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/browse/unspeakable" minmax_bound="true"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;unspeakable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="noline" href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/browse/vile" minmax_bound="true"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;vile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; uncle just stared at me blankly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I had to fight for my rights!! I couldn't just stand there and get bullied!! Not after waiting for half an hour in the queue!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Basically, I waited for the next ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And Ah Yat Abalone and Shark's Fin Restaurant was quite posh, just that the airconditioning had to break down. oh well. I wanted to protest against shark's fin but my mum said, "after you finish this bowl then protest lah" Oh Ha-di-Ha. I don't even know how i managed to survive dinner. I was practically snoozing in my bowl of noodles. What's worse, we haven't even started at the indoor theme park. We had to wait till the whole cake-cutting thing was over. oh it was for father's day. by then, it was 9plus. less than 3hours. oh wells. Here comes the puppy dog, oh-so-loving eyes again. This time, i've become smarter. Glenda said in a very diplomatic manner,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Mum, we need to talk. Terms and Conditions apply. Terms are: I waste precious time, not to mention energy on kiddy rides like dinosaurland which is nothing besides a boat on a river filled with dead fishes and a cave with dinosaurs roaring at you. the queue was also horrendous. I had to forgo unlimited thrill rides for sitting in a teacup and forcing myself to think it's extremely enjoyable being tea. Earlier, you told me to bring the monkeys to the carousel at 12nn to meet for lunch. I stood there for 1h, watching more than 2000 people pass by and the merry-go-round song stuck in my head i could sing it in my sleep, but you didn't show up. Besides, I was worried that you could have got caught by some serial killer. Well, i guess it helps telling me you were talking on the phone until you lost track of time. Maybe while you're on the phone, you could also try and multi-task. Like walk and talk. that's what mothers do best. Oh I'm suggesting the next time you intend to bring any monkey below age 7, you bring the babysitter along too. Conditions are:  Now, you tell me."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Obviously i did not say that to my mother. But she was kinda bribing me with clothes that she'd buy for me. shoots. i should have given her a list man. but it's not the clothes i want!!! I want to be able to walk around freely and choose my own clothes. You don't even need to buy anything. just shopping with me would suffice. seriously. and lemme analyse what i did all night. i sent off 2 monkeys to the roller coaster cos they have different...target rides from the little one. then, i went to queue for the Reindeer Cruiser. It's just like a sightseeing ride. Not suitable for acrophobics. it's kinda high. Somehow, the little monkey loves it. After that, we took Rio Float. deja vu or what. exact same thing, just the reindeer part differ. 2 rounds of that and we're off to the ferris wheel. haha it was our turn when she backed out. her expression: priceless. didn't know she would be scared of ferris wheels. when she loved the outdoor one. puzzling. Here's the absolute understatement [it should be an understatement that it is an understatement] of the whole trip: &lt;strong&gt;I cannot believe I went for Euro Express or Adult Bumper Car NOT even ONCE the whole time.&lt;/strong&gt; which means i did not go for them AT ALL. okay it may not be a very big deal but the last time i went, it was like euro express--&gt;bumper car--&gt;euro express--&gt;bumper car until 1am. that's what i'm talking about. ah. forget it. the next time i visit, i'll not even wanna buy the ticket for theme parks. i'll be too sick of it. oh wow Sunday was a long day. went back and watched Big Daddy for a while. to think i even had the energy to open my eyes and watch tv. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*Advised to take a break, look out the window... before continuing.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Monday 16th June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This time, even a gong couldn't wake me up. I woke up at 9.30am to find that we were going home. Went for a cuppa and toast before beginning the journey downhill. They were contemplating to drop by Malacca for dinner at this nice Teochew restaurant. We always patron them and there's sentimental value and everything. I estimated we'll reach Malacca at 3pm, considering papa's speed. So we had time to walk around before dinner. Unfortunately, the car was a little temperamental on the way down and when we reached the highway, it broke down &lt;s&gt;into depression&lt;/s&gt;. We saw smoke coming out of the front and my father went to check it out. He saw a little spark of fire and my mum was like, "EVACUATE!" my sisters were being hysterical, as usual, and screamed. haha. i told you i've got a dysfunctional family. now even the car's dysfunctional. well, it &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; a part of the family. To make things worse, it started drizzling. I guess it helped put out the tiny flame. We stood under this toll booth for a while, poking and peeking about, waiting for the car to cool down. my dad was consoling it, pouring water into this...place. After an hour, it didn't feel better. It was already 2pm. I suspect it has a fever...burnt its brain. anyway, my mum tried contacting coach bus companies but the coaches don't stop along the way to pick passengers. We had to board the coach in Genting to be able to get home. which is just impossibible cos we'd have to scale the mountain we just drove down from. So we were just sitting around and praying for a miracle when a car stopped by. Oh right. the toll booths were opening. false alarm. To think there were kind and helpful people in the world, they were just heading for the toll booths. then, i saw a taxi. My father hailed it and we took our neccessary stuff and was on our way to a bus terminal in KL. It could only fit 7 people so papa and errol stayed with the car and waited for the tow truck. we dropped off in front of KFC so yeah, that's our lunch. while my mum and edwin went to scout for tickets. Goodness me. the bus terminal was noisy, dirty, hazy, stuffy and crowded. It was around 4.30 when we finished lunch and our bus would arrive at 5.30pm. so we just walked around the bus terminal. the bus was an hour late and by then, everyone was tired and frustrated because of the long wait. I was beside the baby monkey and my mum and the rest were scattered, cos it was leftover tickets. And, my seat was right at the back. It was kinda noisy, the vibration of the engine. I was just listening to music the whole way...slept for a while. oh we passed by our father once. we saw the tow truck blinking. how cool. anyway, we reached Singapore at midnight. we were dropped off at...somewhere. So we took a taxi home. Not only did we have to listen to uncle rant about how tiring his job is and how little money he earns and how much the government takes...we have to pay the midnight surcharge. and, he makes the tortoise look like it won the olympics. there's either a problem with his driving skills or his taxi. it jerks every millimeter it travels, slowing down the whole journey. i was just glad to be home. i think this trip was really different from all the others...not in a good way. but in a challenging way. goodness. why does everything remind me of obs now?? heh heh i'm random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tuesday 17th June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Went for stockchecking with only 4h of sleep. managed to finish packing the mpr in 3h:D who's the pro? i wanna thank all the people who came, you've been a great help!! taking the trouble to come and everything..i'm so touched. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oh sheeeet. i haven't updated the list!! ahh. ahh. ahh. ahh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i kinda took 4h to do this. with lots of stuff undone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1. 5 newspaper articles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2. Book reviews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3. English Essay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;4. Geog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;5. Lit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;6. Chem workbook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;7. vj 大赛 (just realised)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;8. 应用文&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i still here??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-136183069033397158?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/136183069033397158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=136183069033397158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/136183069033397158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/136183069033397158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/06/genting-theme-parkfun-at-peak-not-when.html' title='Genting Theme Park=Fun at the Peak! not when you&apos;re at the bottom.'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-6040850973062788837</id><published>2008-06-13T19:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T21:33:48.933+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'>H-O-L-I-D-A-Y</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I need to edit the previous post. Add one more random fact about myself: My father's back today!! WOOHOO!! and guess what. my father who never gets tired of driving and loves the family too much decides to bring 3 kid monkeys to Genting the next morning. plus plus, my brilliant/capable/fantabulous mum got us a room in Genting miraculously. so, THE dysfunctional family is gonna set out early in the morning when everyone else is still snoozing under the blankets. Though i'm kinda tired of the theme park and hopes that there is some other kind of entertainment actually suitable for people my age, I still like the fact that i'm going somewhere this holiday. I shall analyse why I am deprived of entertainment there. Age 4-13: Genting Theme Park; Age 18 and above: Casino de Genting [Ka-ching! Ka-ching!] Actually, people above 13 and below 18 still go to the theme park and go for thrill rides. but not when you've gone more than 3 times!! I don't remember how many times i've visited the theme park. the first time i went, i probably went for all the children rides because i was probably 6. subsequently, i went for more. right now, the only rides i haven't sat for are those super scary ones. I do not approve of 360 deg turns and upside down rides. there's this Flying Coaster ride. i'm not sure if i'm gonna go for that. you know, maybe when a rock hits my head and i can't tell where am i or what i'm doing. okay i shall stop uttering nonsense and go pack!! Farewell my friends! till..wednesday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-6040850973062788837?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/6040850973062788837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=6040850973062788837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/6040850973062788837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/6040850973062788837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/06/h-o-l-i-d-y.html' title='H-O-L-I-D-A-Y'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-494440606207145984</id><published>2008-06-13T11:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T12:02:29.209+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='normal days'/><title type='text'>QUIZ oh,please.</title><content type='html'>lalala. been tagged to do a quiz. (quite some time ago)&lt;br /&gt;State 10 random facts about yourself, then tag 10 people to do.&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm currently waiting for 3 people to reach kovan mrt station and all of them are late. i'm guessing..they just left the house:DD&lt;br /&gt;2. my gosh. i know them so well. [but i dunno if i should be happy]&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm falling in love. with Want Want Milk Candy.&lt;br /&gt;4. I bought 2 packets and gave them out yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;5. I was watching Cars a moment ago.&lt;br /&gt;6. My mum's trying to book a room in Genting for the next 2 nights but i'm telling her it's impossibible. [i'm sick of the theme park anyway]&lt;br /&gt;7. I don't feel like doing any homeowork. even though i have an essay, book reviews, 5 newspaper articles, ying yong wen to complete.&lt;br /&gt;8. And omg. my library books are due today!!&lt;br /&gt;9. Oh yay. mushroom's here. shall go pick her up.&lt;br /&gt;10. I'm grateful that it's just this one question i have to complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, i'm not gonna tag anyone. Whoever is interested in talking about themselves, please, help yourself. actually, i do that everytime i blog right. just not in the quiz form. okay gtg now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-494440606207145984?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/494440606207145984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=494440606207145984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/494440606207145984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/494440606207145984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/06/quiz-ohplease.html' title='QUIZ oh,please.'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-2646001396828966517</id><published>2008-06-11T14:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T15:29:15.471+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'>Completion of Holiday Homework: 50%</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;heyheyhey it's a beautiful day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;pardon me, i'm a bit mentally unsound right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;actually, i'm ecstatic!! I am here to announce to the world that Glendakhooliyan (that's moi) has officially completed her A&amp;amp;E (accident&amp;amp;emergency) math holiday homework!! I wish to thank Geraldine (i have decided to name my ahma), who has constantly encouraged and &lt;s&gt;scolded&lt;/s&gt; supported me when i was so easily distracted by tv...donuts..beethoven..and whatnot. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i went to geraldine's house on monday. We were so motivated to do SS that we finished everything in an hour. Both of us felt so accomplished. Her mum bought donuts for us so we had that for lunch. And ahma showed off her great culinary skills by cooking noodles without using the stove. I was so fascinated:DD While eating, we watched Kung Fu Dunk. It was quite amusing when time stopped and particles freezed. haha. and yes, ahma heard me laugh hysterically 3984373823 times during the show. Back to the books, I finished English compre while geraldine did chemistry. i wanted to exchange homework with her!! cos i was taking forever to read the passage and she was taking forever to balance the equation!! haha. i don't think we did anymore homework. we just slacked around and played this retarded game (which i suck at!!) with her playstation2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;geraldine came to visit moi. I started on Amath. forgot all my Log so i needed help with almost every question. She finished all her math homework wayyy before i did. so, she was doing 报章报道. we were pestered by my 2 wonderful sisters the whole time. one of them stares at us like we're dinosaurs from the prehistoric times--and had come alive. the other one was annoying geraldine by asking her what's 10-5. and changing the sign on the book so she could write 15 as her answer. yep. we watched sorry, teacher during lunch. it was very touching. haha. it's homework + movie for us on both days. so fun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i'm currently slacking. heh heh. i need to do something meaningful. oh yay. i've got learning lab later. i think we're doing argumentative today. hope it'll be fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-2646001396828966517?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/2646001396828966517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=2646001396828966517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/2646001396828966517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/2646001396828966517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/06/completion-of-holiday-homework-50.html' title='Completion of Holiday Homework: 50%'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-8469495597905520923</id><published>2008-06-07T20:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T21:49:27.972+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unexpected much'/><title type='text'>STALKER</title><content type='html'>Omg. I. Am. So. Freaked. Out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking to Aunty Amy's house for dinner just an hour ago. The sky was getting dark, not a single soul was walking along the deserted road leading to the park. It was so quiet i could hear a pin drop. [okay sorry for the cheesy start. it's supposed to get us into the spooky atmosphere.] I was deleting the unwanted messages from my flooding inbox when I had to cross a small road. While crossing, i noticed out of the corner of my 0.6cm eyes, (AHMA!!!) a stranger staring at me. He was headed for the opposite direction. I glared at him for a split second and walked a little faster. Then, I heard the footsteps turn and walk towards my direction. Since he was like the only other person that i saw on that street, I assumed that it was him. So i started brisk-walking, ready to get my phone out to dial 999. or speed dial my mum.&lt;br /&gt;"Excuse me miss, can I get to know you?" Scared the hell out of me ok!! I stared at him (still quickening my pace) and said "Err...NO!" And the stranger said oh ok and walked away. I immediately speed dialled my mum and screamed SOS. haha. i'm exaggerating. but my mum did save me. kinda. she sent errol to come down to the park to go up with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE END.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;gosh. it's freaky and embarrassing. aunty amy was like "oh this shows that you have mei4 li4!" goodness me. I know the stranger in your mind now must be old and pervertic. but he's actually in his 20s and looked quite decent. Actually from the outside he's perfectly normal. Never judge a book by its cover. Thank god i'm safe and sound man. That stalker must be too desparate. i suspect he just broke up with his girlfriend. haha. if he had one in the first place. So my friends, take this as a lesson. Maybe you wouldn't know what to do if you were in that situation so just think about it. I have no idea if i did the right thing. i'm glad i'm still sitting here. just that i'm suffering from a little aftershock....shall look for comfort food:DD i'm thinking of...Ben n jerry's!! Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough! New York Super Fudge. Cherry Garcia. Phish Food. ok i think it's freezer starvation at the moment. Food prices are rising and stocks in the fridge are running low...my freezer has a serious shortage of ice cream/chocolates!!! Current Strength: holding on to the last breath a.k.a zero comfort food. AHHH MUMMY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-8469495597905520923?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/8469495597905520923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=8469495597905520923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/8469495597905520923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/8469495597905520923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/06/stalker.html' title='STALKER'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-1321203663205362579</id><published>2008-06-06T15:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T17:15:06.205+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unexpected much'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dance'/><title type='text'>Crescent Dance&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Woohoo! i'm back from dance camp! it was tiring but the aches seem to be gone after sec 3s were so bonded. i think we bond through the most unconventional/eccentric/individualistic/idiosyncratic/atypical way ever. haha. definitely not through shopping or lunch. it was a completely different feeling yesterday. an unexpected way to end the 4 meaningful days. ahh. i can still picture the scene...it was heartbreaking. okay stop it, glendakhoo. though we still feel insecure and worried, but at least we're in it together!!:D i love sec 3 dancers!! haha. i made my own pledge last night. it was hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I, Glenda Khoo Li Yan, promise to put in all my effort, my heart and soul for all performances including syf. I shall strive to do my best in everything and believe that we will work as one. I will do it for Crescent Dance, and not let the seniors/laoshi down but make them proud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so cool right. i must have been too emotional when i composed it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i shall talk abit about dance camp. nightline was basically the highlight! but before that, we had a treasure hunt thing. clue 4 was evil. cos it led us to nightline. before that, we did some tongue twister game. letty was so pro she should just say the whole thing. haha. there was another game in the canteen. then jesslyn and yunyi was super funny cos they said it wasn't their clue, when it was!! hahaha. then we finally went to the hall, my group members were the coolest. xiuxian was the one in front and we didn't need to worry bout who went the last. cos the junior wasn't scared at all!! i think i screamed alot and unneccessarily during nightline. samantha sang "happy birthday" when we came out from under the tables and i was screaming, "i'm not Chelsea! i'm not Chelsea!!" haha what's wrong with me. and xiuxian was laughing at me!! so amusing. i have no idea why but whenever i screamed, i would start laughing. hahaha. the rest of the camp was dancing all day long. we had macs on the last day! woohoo! sorry sec 3s for making you wait!! i wouldn't have the energy to go to redhill market for lunch. we went there for 2 days. haha i had sugarcane with lemon on both:D the first one was quite disappointing. cos the lemon slice was kinda small. and it was 20cents extra for that lemon slice. so i was wondering ALOUD about how much a lemon costs at NTUC. and whether i should confront the uncle to ask why he was overcharging me. then my ahma was so smart, she replied, "what if the uncle bought the lemon from Cold Storage?" AHMA THAM JIE MIN!! stop laughing at me arhh!! i bought sugarcane with lemon from another stall the second day:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anyway, 2 weeks of june holidays are over and i haven't completed much of the homework. besides Emath, which we were supposed to upload long ago...and i just did. haha. ohh i did Amath too! the first one. okay abit more relieved. what exactly did i do these 2 weeks? right. i went to school everyday. I'm so disorganized now. sometimes i wonder why i am the costume rep. goodness me. you should see the syf costumes now. it's like someone just ransacked the whole cupboard. i am so sorry joyce. if you did, pretend you didn't read anything. i shall fold everything nicely on stockchecking day. [ahhh i still haven't confirmed it!!] it must be neater than before. hahaha. shuzhen and i share the same sentiments on our posts. we both wonder why....HAHA. maybe i should do a to-do list. nah. that'll be a horror. i already made a homework list. and a to-do list will be even longer. this is not good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-1321203663205362579?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/1321203663205362579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=1321203663205362579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/1321203663205362579'/><link rel='self' 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of the red bean bun (shuddup zhang ximian!). anyway, today was a stressful day. i woke up at 11am and realised that i haven't even touched my chinese tuition homework. i was supposed to finish chinese holiday homework and 2 more zuo wens...and chinese tuition was at 12.30pm. to make things worse, i found out that we're supposed to upload Emath by 5pm today. and i totally gave up after the 2nd probability question. haha. i wasn't in the best mood this morning. being the ever-so-nice tuition teacher, she didn't scold me and even helped with Emath. laoshi rocks:DD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Friday 30th may: had DNA workshop from morning till 3.30pm. finally. i was supposed to finish some holiday homework (like Emath) but apparently, i couldn't. my mum decided to tell me that we're going to aranda country club that night. so being the hardworking me, i brought my tablet along. and being the absent-minded me, i forgot to bring the workbook. my sis was like, "it's fated that you must enjoy yourself and forget about homework!" okay fine.  aunty amy booked a "room" which resembled a three-room flat. it has a kitchen, living room, a balcony...a bbq pit at the back. haha they set up the mahjong table and i started learning how to play. my 6-year-old sis was the youngest player among us. basically, my playmates are gladwys, wei lynn and glynnis. 11, 10 and 6 year olds respectively. and i'm the oldest. we played for an hour. or rather, learned to play. i continued reading the kite runner too. until like 2am. oh gosh. it is quite sad at certain parts. like when his father dies, or when his friend dies. yup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Saturday 31st may: we're celebrating Errol's birthday today:D the adults played mahjong throughout the night. hmm..it should be 10hours straight. they started about 10pm. anyway, had macs for breakfast. hotcakes:D then i brought hopping monkeys to wild wild wet at bout 10am. and we slid and floated till around 1pm. went back for lunch and played a bit more mahjong. yeah we kinda flooded the place, drowned the tables and chairs. then i made my way to clementi. took the train 48mins from pasir ris to clementi. from there, i checked the board and took...(oh gosh i forgot the number) a bus to NUS fac of engineering. and realised there's actually another faster way. i was kinda lost after i got off the bus. but i explored and using my wonderful instincts, found my way to yong siew toh conservatory of music. thanks ms lim for being my guide the whole way:DD i was like such a helpless soul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;UCC was beside yong siew toh conservatory of music and i wandered around. brings back memories. *sobs* saw the foyer...through glass. couldn't get in. and i walked around the door that leads to backstage. can totally imagine how i felt just before syf. oh and there's this place we practiced before Fantasia too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Happening Happenings! I got the program sheet made by the one and only Ariel Guo. haha. we had to pay for it. but it was nice enough:D anyway, the concert was awesome! i liked the 2nd part more. actually, most people would cos it's more upbeat. i liked mamma mia the most:DD it was so cool!! and amazing grace was absolutely touching. i closed my eyes while listening to it. okay gotta go now!! there's dance tomorrow! woohoo!!:DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-3688292145535226190?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/3688292145535226190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=3688292145535226190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/3688292145535226190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/3688292145535226190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/06/happening-happenings.html' title='Happening Happenings!'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-6235652082495026667</id><published>2008-05-29T18:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T21:49:48.845+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting/exciting days'/><title type='text'>Deoxyribonucleic Acid (DNA)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hihi! I haven't posted in like 19 days. tsk tsk. a little late but OBS was fun!! It would be quite long if i talk about it day by day. ahh. i think i should just summarise. too lazy to do it all over again. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Nila Utama rocks!&lt;br /&gt;1. Amanda Yew&lt;br /&gt;2. Ximian&lt;br /&gt;3. Amanda Yin&lt;br /&gt;4. Ting Wai&lt;br /&gt;5. Limin&lt;br /&gt;6. Serene&lt;br /&gt;7. YiShang&lt;br /&gt;8. Evelyn&lt;br /&gt;9. Felicia&lt;br /&gt;10. Luvina&lt;br /&gt;11. Samantha&lt;br /&gt;12. Xiaodi&lt;br /&gt;13. KeXin&lt;br /&gt;14. Xue Li&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;em&gt;Moi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;haha. these were my team mates! I wanna thank all of them for being such cooperative group members and giving encouragement to us all the time. i was so touched!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Day 1: The first activity we did--jetty jump! At first, i thought the jetty wasn't that high up from the water. but when i actually stood on that plank, i was scared. haha. it looked super high from that plank ok. but it was just a psychological obstacle and in the end i jumped. i felt so accomplished! haha. maybe when i was younger, i'd be standing there for half an hour...looking down and asking exactly how high is it from the water. maybe it was the environment i was in that gave me the encouragement to jump down. like 5 people jumped before me and survived so i probably won't die. haha to think that i said something as lame as "i just want to live". after that, we learnt how to kayak. it was the first time we kayaked in that 5 days. the three of us--ximian, yishang and i kept going to weird places..like to bang into the jetty. i also discovered that i had absolutely no sense of direction at all. heh heh. not the first time in that 5 days. but first discovery. after that, we pitched our tents for the first time in 5 days.. and cooked dinner. it was nice cos we all enjoyed the peanuts! and while eating, my beloved team mates were already talking about bubble tea!! ahh. that night, we slept in sunrise valley. or was it sunset valley? okay anyway, we didn't see both sunset or sunrise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;day 2 was just tired and challenging...and lots of homesickness so it's better to omit it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Day 3: we kayaked all the way to camp 1! from some isolated beach. but anyway, when we reached camp 1, i was like "LAND!" the sandflies scared me, though. i've never seen so many flies at one place at the same time. traumatising. then, the real SHOCK came. i found sand in everything!! it was saddening. it's inevitable that i have sand in my socks and shoes...in my cap too. and sunblock (i realised when i came home). but i wasn't supposed to have sand in my food! i was packing my stuff when i see brown particles in my apple. in the little hole. gross. and in the plastic bag containing all the food. so i was cleaning the food...as in they were in packets. so i was cleaning the packets. then i found a red bean bun half a red bean bun!! [common practice on this blog not to disclaim embarrassing details of blogger's life]---but i just need to make myself clear that i did not eat it, did not even open it, cos i do not really favour red bean. and of all the exotic desserts they have in the world, it had to red bean soup for supper that night. how wonderfully coincidental. and, i have no idea how this led to sandy glendy...decomposed brain...sand-filled brain. [common practice not to disclaim embarrassing details of blogger's life unless it's absolutely hilarious it has to be shared with the world]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Day 4: it's a HIGH day! okay not the first part. we had to find checkpoints around Pulau Ubin and then eventually trek back to camp 2. ximian and i were the navigators to lead Nila Utama to the checkpoints. there were about 5 or 6 of them and we had to find the sign stuck to the tree. so basically, checkpoints...yeah. [common practice on this blog to omit failures of blogger's life] -- how am i supposed to navigate when i have no sense of direction!! so....ahem. okay so just pretend checkpoints part is over. we were back in camp 2! haha. we did rock climbing before pitching the tents and cooking dinner again. it was our last dinner there so they provided us with fresh ingredients like vegetables and eggs. so xiaodi and kexin planned to cook a fantastic meal for us. haha. they had the dishes in mind so we helped out. preparing the food and stuff. i basically popped to and fro the toilet and the place we ate...to wash mesh tins and pans..yada yada. that night, we slept in heaven. haha. there's this flight of steps which leads to this place. and Sam called it the "stairway to heaven". Sam = Sam's "sister" Ximian took a photo of the flight of steps.  somehow,we were very high when we were pitching the tents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Day 5: i had a good night's sleep:D cos i knew that today we'd be going home!! while coming down the "stairway to heaven", i counted the steps. it was exactly 100 steps. how cool is that!! oh and halfway down the steps, i said, "we were in heaven last night. no wonder we were so high." haha. get it? high = heaven. that is just the best pun i've ever made in my life. &lt;33&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;haha. a tad late. but it's to remember what i did during obs. and reflect. haha. now my sis complains i'm too naggy cos i'm always scolding her for scolding my little sis. what an irony. tsk tsk. i shall talk nicely next time. anyway, been going for this DNA workshop these 2 days. it's quite interesting. it's the last day tomorrow!! haha i'm interested but i'm happy that it's the last day too. we're gonna debate about Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy and Social-Ethical issues of Gene Screening. :O i'm supposed to research on both topics!!! ahh. gotta go now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-6235652082495026667?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/6235652082495026667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=6235652082495026667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/6235652082495026667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/6235652082495026667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/05/deoxyribonucleic-acid-dna.html' title='Deoxyribonucleic Acid (DNA)'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-4999501549259165977</id><published>2008-05-10T11:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T12:08:10.968+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'>CrezAwards '08</title><content type='html'>Congrats Ariel! WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;haha. Crezawards was fun. especially with my ahma in front of me, laughing at practically everything. even when it's not funny. and elodea next to me, being spastic as usual. and waiting for janeen who never ever came to her reserved seat but was there nevertheless, behind the tall scoreboard. HAHA. but you know, you must never judge a book by its cover cos she's so pro. oh gosh. Crush crush crush was sang twice. Elodea and i were singing to bleeding love too. maybe that's how she won second. haha. jkjk. some singers were amusing, by the reaction of my ahma. she was practically falling off her chair the whole time. gosh. traumatising. anyway, the night was funfun!&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah i'm so touched!! the flower and the violinist (matchmade in heaven--both romantics) gave me a retarded looking mr bean bear. the one with crosses as eyes and short arms and legs. and i have no idea why. highly suspect there's a hidden bomb somewhere, despite the oh-so-innocent look it is giving me now. what's its name again? TEDDY!!! i'm so smart. somehow, Teddy seems shorter and fatter. hmm..reminds me of someone. haha. i'm trying desparately to make it sit up but i don't think it is capable of such a thing. cos Teddy has got quite a big balloon there. ok enough about Teddy, gotta go eat lunch now. i forgot to eat dinner while rushing for crezawards last night. so smart right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-4999501549259165977?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/4999501549259165977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=4999501549259165977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/4999501549259165977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/4999501549259165977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/05/crezawards-08.html' title='CrezAwards &apos;08'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-4529169814187726686</id><published>2008-04-11T19:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T20:35:45.635+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mummy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday Mummy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;TGIF. This would be the understatement of the day. Just had one of the busiest weeks of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Wednesday: Chinese and Chem test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thursday: Geog and Lit test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Friday: Emath test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ok actually everyone is as busy as me so shouldn't really be complaining. hahaha. anyway, what made the week worse was that i was sick the whole time. had high fever last week and felt like dying..went to school on wednesday and came back home. then went back the next day, obviously not fully recovered. i'm still coughing every 5 minutes. hai. *cough cough* I shall be a good girl and sleep by 11pm tonight. hahaha. haven't been sleeping enough the whole week so yes. must make up all the lack of sleep. TGIF TGIF. never said it with so much relief before. hai. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;today's mummy's birthday. i'm so touched!!! yes i know it's supposed to be her. but my father asked my mum's friend to buy a cake and a present for my mum. i asked him to come back and i think he wanted to but really couldn't leave the work there. hai. poor papa. haha. so sweet!! i knew about the cake yesterday but didn't know about the present. aww. my mum looked so touched and so glad, brimming with joy and glowing with love. awww so romantic. hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oh. and my present. was. hmm. a beautiful card. like seriously, i wanted to buy her something last night but all the shops were closed. yes. you can see how last-minute it is. hai. but it's the thought that counts. last night was really hectic cos i had a math tuition, formal letter and jian bao to do. and oral was traumatising. not to mention an emath test today. so yes. by the time i reached home, i was a total messed up duck. dunno where that came from. anyway, i rushed to tuition, muttering all the coordinate geometry equations that was going to be tested today. and when i went to tuition, everything was even more demoralising because i was sick and didn't attend 2 lessons and he started on a new chapter about partial fractions. was trying desparately to catch up but my cough wasn't helping. AT ALL. *cough cough cough* so i came back and started on my formal letter, tried to multi task and do jian bao. hahaha. failed miserably. then realised i didn't do anything related to emath. so took out some notes and screened through. by that time it was already 12. and i realised...*coughing like crazy* that i haven't done anything for my mum's birthday. so i tried to dig up all the coloured paper and stuff. ahh. hai. so stressed. hahaha. thank everything it's over now and i'm going to sit like a fat duck and watch tv tonight. HAHA. sit like a fat duck. i dunno why i just find it so hilarious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anyway, today was a good day:DD cos i spent quality time with mummy:) yay! she brought me to the doctor. so we decided to go to tiong bahru plaza where there's yu ren sheng. haha. turned out they had a clinic upstairs:O so we went up and saw the doctor bla bla. mummy was telling me about how when i marry the guy must be a millionaire and i must make sure i don't have to work. but then after i marry, i still have to work because we must have careers and improve myself and we must know how to balance career and family. whoa i'm like preaching already. ok. shall go watch tv now!! oh. flag day's tomorrow!! ahhh. i'm gonna miss tuition again. ahhh. no.. spending 6h at far east plaza trying to get people to donate is not exactly the best saturday i can imagine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oh yeah. almost forgot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is a public apology to ARIEL GUO. sorry for making you come all the way to kovan mrt station just to realize that the person who was supposed to teach you chem is having a high fever and is like almost paralysed in bed, not having the energy to pick up her phone to sms anyone. HAhaha. so so sorry. i know you forgive me:D and yes, i know i owe you too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-4529169814187726686?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/4529169814187726686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=4529169814187726686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/4529169814187726686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/4529169814187726686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birthday-mummy.html' title='Happy Birthday Mummy!'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-6478083378850430033</id><published>2008-04-06T13:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T14:00:58.880+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad days'/><title type='text'>SICKness comes on horseback, but goes away on foot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My oesophagus should have been corroded by now but i've got too much mucus.&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/20391373-6478083378850430033?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/6478083378850430033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=6478083378850430033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/6478083378850430033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/6478083378850430033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/04/sickness-comes-on-horseback-but-goes.html' title='SICKness comes on horseback, but goes away on foot'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-3634487406664005250</id><published>2008-04-03T21:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T21:44:59.410+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unexpected much'/><title type='text'>HOT HOT HOT</title><content type='html'>Dance results were out today!! hmmm. what can i say. it was okayyy...quite expected...quite unexpected too. &lt;em&gt;am i making sense?&lt;/em&gt; but totally the latter for moi. What exactly did i do to make them think i could take up such a responsibility?? tsk tsk. hahaha. but anyway, sec 3s must jiayou ok!! yes! we can do it together!!:DD we shall bring crescent dance soaring to greater heights!! ok i'm starting to go bonkers.&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;was sick these 2 days. the flu bug caught me on..tuesday. but being hardworking me, i went to school on wednesday. and came back an hour later. hahaha. sorry mum. i just couldn't tell a fever from my HOT-ness. heh heh. so i slept like an angel from 9am-5pm. ok actually until 2 but i went back to sleep. it's like working hours for my fever medicine to do their thanggg. then i went mad and went back to school today. still being hot and everything...but there's dance!! hahaha. and tomorrow i'm going to school!! can u believe it!! i should just stay at home. then i don't have to go for road run. it's a really...hai. don't wanna comment. ok i think i've to go be an angel and take my medicine now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-3634487406664005250?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/3634487406664005250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=3634487406664005250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/3634487406664005250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/3634487406664005250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/04/hot-hot-hot.html' title='HOT HOT HOT'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-256188192563300149</id><published>2008-04-01T16:31:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T17:52:28.521+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='normal days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting/exciting days'/><title type='text'>Swimming!:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy April Fool's!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;eudea tan, we were supposed to devise a plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Happy Birthday Siying!! still can't think of a nickname for you:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;There's SS test tomorrow and I'm feeling really...nonchalant, sitting here and doing nothing. I was quite annoyed a moment ago when it was super noisy all around me--total noise pollution. The opposite house was having some renovations done and my sister who was sound asleep started screaming and whining. And then my other sister who was supposed to be concentrating on her homework got so fed up she started shouting at the kid not to add to the noise. How ironical. It's like a chain reaction.. So, I decided to be wise and sit there like i have selective hearing. which, at that moment would be really useful to anyone. Hahaha so happy that the house is back to normal now. hope those people outside won't start their drilling again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Went swimming on Sunday and had quite an interesting encounter. heh heh. The swimming part was not exactly exciting cos i just challenged myself to swim 50 laps--but failed in the end.. after 40 laps, had to go bathe already. so.. i went to the changing room. there were like stalls and everything...then i started hearing voices. ok this has got nothing to do with the supernatural. fine. i shall just write the whole conversation out. basically, these 2 girls just had swimming lessons and were bathing. not together la. some people ah...always thinking the wrong way. I think they went in just a few minutes earlier. (this is one of the extrememly rare times i'm blogging in chinese. but it's to bring out the essence of the story:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A: "name, 你在做什么?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;B: "我在拿shampoo...你呢?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A: "哦, 我也是. 你好了在stall 4门口等我."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;B: "哦. 等一下你先好在stall 6 外面等我."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;few seconds later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;B: "name, 你在做什么?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A: "我要洗头发, 洗身体, 还要洗游泳衣. 你呢?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;B: "我要洗头发, 洗身体, 洗游泳衣, 还要穿衣服."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A: "哦."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a minute later...when i was still all over myself laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A: "你好了吗?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;B: "我在拿毛巾."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A: "我在穿裤子."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;B: "你刚才没有说你要穿衣服!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hahahaha. and omg. she said it like as if she was serious. as if she was angry that her friend didn't say that she needed to wear clothes or something. seriously. hahahaha. i took longer than usual to bathe cos i was in between the both of them trying not to burst out laughing hysterically. their conversation was utterly...amusing. it's kinda weird posting about what people say in the bathroom. but at that time, it was hilarious. there's this other time...someone was playing some funny song in the toilet while bathing. and guess what?? she was singing along with it!! like quite audibly throughout the fairly big changing room. hahaha. some people just do weird things in public don't they. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;somehow, people seem to entertain me unknowingly:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-256188192563300149?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/256188192563300149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=256188192563300149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/256188192563300149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/256188192563300149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/04/swimmingd.html' title='Swimming!:D'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-8973282539862224597</id><published>2008-03-29T21:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T21:31:35.277+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting/exciting days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'>Say hi to the future chemistry teacher</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ahhhh it's 9pm and i haven't done anything. I have to do ying4 yong4 wen2, newspaper article, bio workbook, e math Ex. 3.4 and file english worksheets, learn ting xie..not to mention attempt to do some notes: Lit, Geog, Chem, Bio. yessss. The only homework i actually started on is ying4 yong4 wen2...and it's kinda the format stuff plus a few lines. hahah. had enough of A math and E math. I suddenly feel drained.. I went out at 7 in the morning, rushed home at 12nn to bathe--it was scoooorching, practically dragged myself for A math tuition at 1pm, came back at 3pm... went out again at 4.30pm for E math. Then walked to aunty amy's for dinner but didn't have much energy to eat anything...hahah. I was having some mahjong lessons. just sat on the sofa like a stone then decided not to be a procrastinator and walked back home. so. here I am. and i'm not even starting my work. how great. lalala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;chem consultation was more unexpected than i expected. hahah. say hi to the future chemistry teacher!! i thought i was supposed to sit there and take down notes like crazy...blah blah. but i ended up talking quite alot. or rather, teaching. talking teaching/talking rubbish--huge difference. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Janeen d'ong muthu sha mei!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You better remember every single thing we taught you today! Credits to eudea, ming xuan and karen:) Shall give you pop quiz anytime. heh heh. this is so lame. but aren't you proud of yourself!! yay!:D also, i thought we were supposed to sit at one place and mug mug mug. but i felt like i travelled all over singapore for consultation...which is just...amusing. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;don't wanna do anything tomorrow cos i'll just get frustrated...knowing that it's sunday and the weekends are ending and the next day's just the beginning of another loooong week. no thanks. so i prefer to finish everything and have a relaxing sunday:DD yess. that shall be my aim tonight. to finish everything. Yay!! Go glenda!! hahahah. something must have gotten to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-8973282539862224597?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/8973282539862224597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=8973282539862224597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/8973282539862224597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/8973282539862224597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/03/say-hi-to-future-chemistry-teacher.html' title='Say hi to the future chemistry teacher'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-7540951329661063098</id><published>2008-03-28T20:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T21:27:22.554+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'>"I have my sources" "Chilli or Ketchup?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I tend to blog weekly without any intention to. My back's hurting...and I have no idea why. Oh right i hit a potted plant while doing warm-ups..and obviously, my beloved cronies would be rolling all over themselves, laughing. namely the special flower elodea and my ahma. But it didn't affect my back, I just said it out of...randomness. It was utter humiliation. Haha i just laughed at myself. There's something very wrong with me. Anyway, we voted yesterday. It felt so weird, with the whole list for you to fill with names of people you've to consider and knowing them for more than 2 years now...heh heh. can't describe. We love each other all the same!:DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I feel so unproductive. There's a pile of stuff waiting for me but i spend so much time doing..nothing much actually. hahah. there are tests every week. A math today was frightening. prepared to get only the last question correct. sum and product of roots:)) it's the most recent topic so yes. Log can just rot like a log. A rotten log. elodea's lifelong partner. awwww. how romantic. I fare very differently for various topics. like inequalities VS log. definitely inequalities. they're just so fascinating, don't you think? I think i was laughing through the whole A math remedial as there were lots of entertaining incidents....reminds me of a circus. you know, when everywhere you look, there's someone performing..hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"I'm sure there must be some kind of scientific explanation to that...come, let's explore the possibilities..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"I have my sources..."        "chilli or ketchup?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;practically laughed at anything and everything. i think i laugh like i have asthma. even though i don't. or not that i know of. going for medical check up anyway. hahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;there's chemistry consultation tomorrow. besides the fact that i've to wake up at 6.30am on a saturday and make my own way there, i kinda look forward to it:) hahah. it's gonna be quite interesting, i must say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-7540951329661063098?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/7540951329661063098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=7540951329661063098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/7540951329661063098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/7540951329661063098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-have-my-sources-chilli-or-ketchup.html' title='&quot;I have my sources&quot; &quot;Chilli or Ketchup?&quot;'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-4923403431860026272</id><published>2008-03-21T20:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T21:19:53.265+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting/exciting days'/><title type='text'>Sports Carnival</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Today is Friday! Had sports carnival and dance bonding yesterday:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Sports carnival was quite fun. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Go Curie Go Go Go Curie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; decided...since it became orange..Oh and the cheer prepared for the song and dance (but cancelled in the end) was so fun!! Anyway, still found it amusing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Hey hey hey hey (points finger from left to right, nodding head at the same time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Alright--------Alright. (Clap your hands and nod your head alternately)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;The way _____ did the Alright Alright part was HILARIOUS. I kept laughing the people beside me couldn't stand it...(namely Euuuudea and Siying) hahah. Almost got talked into the Gladiator. Walked to the toilet (it's a long way) to think about it, but when i came back the battle already started. Hahaha. anyway i felt like i was the only person watching the Gladiator. Cause they were having 2 events at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Then we had dance bonding after that. Made a long journey to city hall...proceeded to marina square for lunch at yoshinoya...did alot of weird stuff. found this grass patch and spent quite some time on it. next we walked to Macs. yes, we're such adventurers. heh heh. ended up at suntec for some unknown reason. or rather...top secret. muhahah. walked alot i felt my legs were gonna die anytime..finally went home at 3.30pm. felt quite accomplished:)) but at the same time...felt a little confused. don't really feel...hai. i have no idea what to do too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;at a loss now...ok maybe it'll be over soon. shall look on the brigghhht side of life. Thanks Siying for the beautiful sms!! *sniffs* so touched...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;wheee. we're trying to make chocolate fondue today. Chocolates never fail to disappoint me&lt;333 Yay!! But there are lots of weird stuff.. like baby tomato, guava...papaya?? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-4923403431860026272?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/4923403431860026272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=4923403431860026272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/4923403431860026272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/4923403431860026272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/03/sports-carnival.html' title='Sports Carnival'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-797719483479568735</id><published>2008-03-13T17:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T18:43:18.967+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='normal days'/><title type='text'>List of funny speech topics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;laladeedum. It's the holidays!! YAY! ok i don't think i'm expected to be happy. but anyway, no one seems happy cos of the workload...the fact that we have to go back to school more than half the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oh yeah. went to school on monday, tuesday and wednesday. and today. lessons were lessons. english writing course was .... long. 2 hours, break, another 2 hours of debates, writing and whatnot. Wednesday was quite entertaining. janeen was sitting with us. so we talked alot of rubbish too. hahaha. reminded of the ridiculous pick-up lines we said during lunch. from ridiculous pick-up lines, we ventured to jokes. they were mean. but still, couldn't stop laughing. until now. hahah. "Yo momma so fat. when she goes to the beach, she'll stand next to the whales and sing..."We are family!" hahaha. omg. i'm evil. but the way janeen sang the "we are family" part was really hilarious. After that, we had Biology. started drawing the powerpuff girls. they made me buttercup-the toughest fighter. -_- and eudea kept singing bleeding love beside me until it's stuck in my head. and after that, letty was singing the doraemon theme song while stock-checking. hahaha. the bleeding love song's gone but it's replaced by doraemon. i don't know which one is worse. the fact that songs get stuck in my head so easily. or the fact that i'm humming the doraemon song now. hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;some amusing questions i was told to choose from yesterday to give a speech. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1. How to make fun every day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2. Chasing idle dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3. Unexpected disasters can happen (this girl did this and it was super funny. she gave one like: "getting stabbed in your eye by a flying pencil". there was another one: "getting your shirt stuck on a door closing behind you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4. How i choose friends (i did this. i consider friends those who say hi to me. hahah. jk. err. those who can complete my sentences...make me laugh..when i forget how i even met them:DD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5. Ten fun things to do during an exam (sleeping to let everyone think you finished then wake up to write super fast and obviously not finish the paper. write so fast the table shakes until your water bottle tumbles off the table and scare everyone. rub eraser dust the whole exam time and at the end, throw it like confetti. kick the person in front of you intentionally and keep saying sorry)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6. How to throw a paper airplane in class (aim at someone. if it's the teacher, make sure it's the back of the head so that you don't get caught.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;7. How to be the perfect gentleman. (oh gosh. this guy in my class is really the perfect gentleman. he was willing to carry his date's handbag. which i highly disapprove of. but he said he didn't mind even if it was silly or ridiculous. he went on about opening doors, paying for meals, driving home to the doorstep...ah. Mr. Right:D haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;8. Fun things to do on the first day of class or the last day (first day: say hi to everyone, even if you don't know them. last day: throw everything redundant out of the window.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;9. Answers on the meaning of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;10. A true story that can't be true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;11. The most stupid question that's ever asked (Which one comes first? the chicken or the egg?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;12. Inappropriate Christmas gifts, and what to do with them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;13. How to train a cat (my teacher says they can't be trained)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;14. Why the nerds rule our society&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;15. What are your pet peeves? (aunties who wear dresses with tights and hoop earrings. people who get off the escalator and stay there, as if planning to trip the person behind--or maybe he just never tried falling flat on his face. people who push--or worse, people who teach their kids to push.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;16. Things you've learned from your pet&lt;/span&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/20391373-797719483479568735?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/797719483479568735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=797719483479568735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/797719483479568735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/797719483479568735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/03/list-of-funny-speech-topics.html' title='List of funny speech topics'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-6806575703802690890</id><published>2008-03-08T11:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T12:20:37.971+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='normal days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'>chocolatess release chemical hormones..which i don't even wanna know</title><content type='html'>heheheh. i'm bored. shall talk about random stuff. it's my forte;)&lt;br /&gt;1. going for Amath tuition in 15mins.&lt;br /&gt;2. haven't finished my SS--which i've been doing since last night. i'm just so easily distracted. i can spend 2 hours wasting my time and accomplish nothing out of it.&lt;br /&gt;3. i abandoned my lit unseen poem for this. maybe i really need solitary confinment.&lt;br /&gt;4. my mum agreed to buy 'The Kite Runner' as my reward:DD&lt;br /&gt;5. the reward for studying hard&lt;br /&gt;6. trying to plan a schedule for the march hols but failing miserably&lt;br /&gt;7. today's gonna be a long day. got A &amp;amp; E math tuition.&lt;br /&gt;8. Quote from my ahma, "A &amp;amp; E math = accident and emergency math" couldn't agree more.&lt;br /&gt;9. I love chocolates!! they make me feel happy!&lt;br /&gt;10.  chocolates release some kind of chemical hormones when you eat them and its similar to having... um i mean... the process of creating the next generation?---somebody please tell me the source of this sentence. i need ground proof. hahaha. you don't wanna know where that quote came from;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-6806575703802690890?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/6806575703802690890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=6806575703802690890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/6806575703802690890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/6806575703802690890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/03/chocolatess-release-chemical.html' title='chocolatess release chemical hormones..which i don&apos;t even wanna know'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-4065885764420353646</id><published>2008-03-04T19:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T21:51:41.490+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'>Happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I'm feeling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Hahaha no idea why. I tend to feel certain emotions suddenly and they vary like..shares in the stock exchange? I realize I have a funny way of describing things. Anyway, I watched The Leap Years today. After many drawings with big, bold words "The Leap Years" scribbled onto a bunch of different books, I figured i had to do something about it--before my partner contract some kind of mental disease. Hahaha. So, eudea and i went to watch the 2.15 show and ate popcorn and chips for lunch. The show was...okay. Can't say it was the best movie i ever watched. Maybe i watch too many comedies to take any other one seriously. heheh. romantic comedies are the best! Cos i love laughing. laughing's good for the soul:D  But i felt really weird when watching this one. It's as if I'm...detached from it. Everytime i watch a show, i wouldn't let anything else come to my mind and just let my emotions take over me(ok that's kinda the only way i can describe it). But this movie just felt..different. like i couldn't feel anything. haha. but i guess that's just me! after the show, we headhunted the face shop by going up every floor and checking the level directory. after the 4th level, it suddenly struck me that it was at the basement. heheh. we are so smart. i mean, I am.:D so after getting the niiice-according to her- nail polish that she wanted, we walked around in squares. HAHA. ok this is so lame. we just did retarded actions like we were the only ones in the mall. hahaha. e.g. froze right in front of this shop-sells funny things we were completely uninterested in-to listen to a britney spears song. ok that's about all you need to know. hahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;ah. tomorrow's wednesday. dunno wad's gonna happen on wednesday. but it's like..the middle of the week! not a very good thing. ok. gonna do my ss now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-4065885764420353646?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/4065885764420353646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=4065885764420353646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/4065885764420353646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/4065885764420353646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy.html' title='Happy!'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-3607917403618235942</id><published>2008-02-28T21:24:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T22:35:09.146+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='normal days'/><title type='text'>Random Reasons</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Reasons for feeling down and exclaiming to the world:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1. We got back 3 of the papers--already leading to the consequence of me dreading the rest of the results even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2. I lost a really important something. feeling really irresponsible now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3. I didn't cut my nails, knowing (psychic-ly) that i'm gonna get it today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;4. My social life's wilting by the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;5. didn't go for career seminar, so my future's still kind of blurry. can't make it tomorrow either. byebye bright and glowing career!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Reasons for rejoicing and exclaiming to the world:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;1. I got a little little littlest present! :DD but it's still nice, &lt;s&gt;don't dare&lt;/s&gt; can't bear to eat it:D shall keep the wrapper. and throw the rest away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;eudea ate it just now, the butt/brain looking thing. wonder which hospital she's admitted into. hahah. jkjk. touch wood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;2. March hols are coming soon!! wheeee! can't wait. well, actually it isn't a very good thing cos we've to go back to school like half the time. ahh. so this isn't even considered worth rejoicing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;3. I'm always happy!! (shall live in self-denial for now):DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/20391373-3607917403618235942?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/3607917403618235942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=3607917403618235942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/3607917403618235942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/3607917403618235942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/02/random-reasons.html' title='Random Reasons'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-4476380464816531611</id><published>2008-02-25T21:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T22:02:18.880+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo days'/><title type='text'>2S1&lt;333</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;I miss 2007!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;2S1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170916331474961986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R8LJAbzUxkI/AAAAAAAAADE/4amewzhffA4/s400/class1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;need i say more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-4476380464816531611?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/4476380464816531611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=4476380464816531611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/4476380464816531611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/4476380464816531611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/02/2s1333.html' title='2S1&lt;333'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R8LJAbzUxkI/AAAAAAAAADE/4amewzhffA4/s72-c/class1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20391373.post-7830001808185450460</id><published>2008-02-22T19:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T21:36:15.339+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good day gone bad'/><title type='text'>2 more dreaded days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;State the effectiveness of two other methods of minimizing floods. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Effectiveness: power to be effective; the quality of being able to bring about an effect &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Source: dictionary.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I have no idea what that means. I'm still fretting over the fact that I only wrote the pros of river channelisation for an 8m question. Okay since it's over I shall be.....forward-looking. Heheh. too much SS. Shall abandon all things related to SS/geog/chemistry!! bURN them! ok no that'll be a waste. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Today was a long long long day. repetition for emphasis. why am i relating everything to a particular subject?? anyway, I was pratically brain-dead before half the day was over. When geog was done, i was still amazed at the fact that it was only 1pm. And i still had about 11hours ahead of me. I wanted to go home and do nothing at all. but that would be somehow impossible. I have decided shut off my mind from anything that is related to the 2 words: C----- T---. Well, for today at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;oh yeah. there was once i fulfilled my wish of wandering aimlessly around a shopping mall for more than an hour. It was on CNY eve. remembered it really clearly. had chinese new year performance on that day. we ended at around 11++. I was supposed to have TLL replacement that day. like around 2pm. but i received an sms that it was changed to 12.30pm. fortunately, i still had time. thing was, i forgot to bring my wallet. like.....!!! so i had to trouble my father to pick me. reached there in time and kinda gobbled my lunch....to find out that there was an ERROR. the time wasn't even changed. so my lesson's supposed to be at 2pm. Emotions at that moment=indescribable, and not in a good way. My father had already left, which means i do not have anything with me. Of all days, I had to choose the 6th feb 2008 not to bring a storybook whereever i went.  So i ended having a tour of United sq. i think i broke record of number of rounds walked around shopping malls. about 8, from what i can remember. Ok doesn't seem alot. but it's every part of the mall!! hahahahah. Was already half-dead and could not imagine what will happen in class. there was actually a class at 12.30 but a different teacher. And it also happens that i did not bring my stationery out as i thought i would be going home first. So it'll be abit funny if i go up to the teacher i did not even know and tell her i did not bring materials for lesson. That is why, i fell asleep while standing outside my classroom, waiting for the lesson before mine to end. Quite an interesting experience i must say, though i can't say it was really nice. At first i was sitting along the corridor, but 1 of the teachers walked past and gave me the weird look. and i didn't know how to react so i just closed my eyes. too tired to think about how i  wanna react. and of ALL days, my teacher had to choose a high-end topic for us to do "reflective writing". total killer. I almost slept on my reflections and my last sentence went like...."Therefore, I feel that earning money is not as important as the soul as if you only care about earning money, you will be equivalent to having no soul." One 'word': ????? explains alot about the sense i have left, don't you think? after the total torture and having to wash my face twice, i completely forgot that it was CNY eve. my mum sms-ed:"can you take mrt to choa chu kang yourself? you have money right?"  so, i had to take about 14 stops to have reunion dinner. by the time i arrived, i thought i might not even have the energy to eat. the doors of the train almost chopped off my nose. it was crammed like 'i know what shampoo brand you use'. some sakae sushi box containing yu sheng just smacked my head twice. not as if i'm some molecular particle that can't be seen right, and that there is no need to apologise! oh and i managed to see 2 empty seats. in fact, it was right in front of me but it so happened that i was on the phone with my mum (asking me which stop i'm at and like everyone's there and i've to help out with preparing the dinner). yes, i admit my reflexes were not working normally that day but i'm still conscious you see. Suddenly, this couple in their 50s, just barged in front of me and the wife was pulling the husband saying, "kuai4 dian3, kuai4 dian3!" argh. shall not comment further. but anyway, we're supposed to give way to the elderly. so i've got nothing to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ok have to study now! bio, a math, emath--end of suffering!! but have to study for it first then the consequences won't be so suffering. &lt;em&gt;am i making sense?&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/20391373-7830001808185450460?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/7830001808185450460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=7830001808185450460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/7830001808185450460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/7830001808185450460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/02/2-more-dreaded-days.html' title='2 more dreaded days'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-1868001047883532200</id><published>2008-02-10T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T16:50:38.223+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'>Happ Chinese New YEar!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;this is what happens during lunch almost everyday, just that the subject varies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sis:"mummy, where does man2 tou come from? is it grow from trees?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: totally bursts out laughing. "yea"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;mum: "glenda, don't teach her the wrong thing. man2 tou is made of flour, like bread. then it is fried. and it doesn't grow on trees like apples do."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sis: "then grow from where? is it grow in the sea?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;mum: "noooo. it's from a plant called wheat. wheat grows on the soil which is the ground. so it's from the ground. then they use flour make into bread, then they fry it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: "yea so basically, it's fried bread."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sis: "huh?? aiya later i also want to go home and fry my kaya bread."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hahahaha. i know. i think she's got the misconception that it's from the sea cos we were eating near the sea. and, we're eating crabs, prawns...seafood. so yeah. I don't know whether to laugh or to cry, really. HAhaha. we get this kind of funny questions all day long. and it's really entertaining sometimes. but once in a while, i'll just ignore those stupid questions. like 'why your hair is black ah' ok don't even wanna talk bout it anymore. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;CNY is funnnn!! meeting people you haven't seen in a year is quite nice. it's like an annual meeting. then we go like, "hey last year you were taller than me, but now it's the opposite!!" wheee. hahahaha. directed at someoone who doesn't know my blog, but whatever. the first 2 days were quite slow and draggy cos we only visited 2 houses per day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;chu yi(thur): we went to my grandmother's house and godmother's house. as i said, slow and dragggyyy. cos we spent like 5h doing god-knows-what at my grandma's house and it wasn't very pleasant so yeah. i wasn't high on chu yi yet so that's why. maybe it's the traffic condition....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;chu er(fri): went to....forgot where did i go. oh yeah! went to the Istana. whoa. if i start talking about it, i don't need to eat dinner already. and besides, i've already described the whole process to someone else. so hahaha. ok brief summary: it was a hot and long process. finally came out around but then after that we went to another house. was really tired so decided to become a loner and read my book. hahaha. then after that.....we went to another house. whoa. ok didn't realize we were that busy.this visit was nicer cos we live quite near them and we're really close to their family so i went home and got my tablet. thenn..basically just used my tablet la. hahaha. doing funny stuff. until bout 12am then went home. cos my father was really glued to his seat playing blackjack. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;chu san (sat): wanted to visit laoshi today but last minute, my father wanted to bring us to malaysia to bai nian. i know..far. but my father just happens to have a really wide network of friends that he's got to do this. i seem to talk bout my father alot. cos i love him!!! hahaha. got to skip tuition that day. then went shopping and wanted to buy lots of clothes. to stock up for the whole year just in case i don't get to go shopping anymore you know. hahaha. saw some nice clothes from edc esprit. and the thing is, it's cheaper!! ahhh. but ended up doing some sandart with my sisters. gosh. the sacrifices you make when u have little sisters. haiz...just saddening. so went out of malaysia with a tube of cadbury dairy milk chocolate. the reward for putting up with screaming children pouring sand at each other, instead of the piece of cartoon-ish looking thing in front of them. and, helping my sis to actually fill half the picture when she finally decided it's not very fun after all. [glad she realized!!!] turns out to be pretty. DUH. i did half of it:DDD ah wells. at least i got chocolate&lt;333&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;chu si (today): went to some weird place at west coast and pratically sulked the whole time cos i was gonna be late to visit lao shi. hahah. so i just stoned there to show my dissatisfaction. finally, my parents gave up on me and sent me there. hahah. no la. i'm not that evil k. i was still patiently waiting for them. so got to lao shi's house and bai nian. hahaha. so happy!:DD saw dancers!! hahaha. i thought i was at the wrong house at first. i'm so proud that i found the right one so easily:))) so played pick-up sticks and uno with them. the mini humans were so adorable!! their names were special, so i shan't attempt to spell it. hahaha. but i think i just make a foreboding impression on little kids, cos they don't seem to have a liking for me:( ahhhh guess i scared them with my too pretty face:) ok egoism alert. luckily, i'm back home now. my mum has decided mahjong is more than gambling and will help prevent you from being senile so she has picked it up. now, she's at aunty amy's house enjoying herself, i hope. hahaha. the one whose house was so near home that i went to get my tablet. going there for dinner later:DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;there's half day tomorrow!! wheee:DD so happy!! actually, they should just make it a no school day. however, as i said, i'm easily contented so WOOHOOO!! going out with my ahma, can't wait!! i know she's even more eager hahaha. I shall be guai and do my hw. actually, it's considered as chiong-ing already.:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-1868001047883532200?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/1868001047883532200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=1868001047883532200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/1868001047883532200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/1868001047883532200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/02/happ-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happ Chinese New YEar!!!'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-2088330517369458671</id><published>2008-02-03T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T20:56:17.099+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'>randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Random Post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I just watched this advertisement on tv. It's about a movie called "the leap years" They showed the chinese calender on 29th feb slowly fading and ended with "Coming on 29th Feb" with a black background. then suddenly i see "don't ignore sensitive teeth", also with a black background. I was like WHAAATTT. turns out to be sensodyne. HAHAHA. i was totally ......&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Happy Chinese New Year!&lt;br /&gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday (celebrations)&lt;br /&gt;CNY! whheeeee.&lt;br /&gt;I'm suddenly desparate for a long long break now! Sec 3 life has been really hectic since the start of school. And the past week was absolutely draining, with testsssS almost every single day. There's Emath test tomorrow. and i have a really bad feeling cos i suck at Trigonometry. I hope there's more indices than trigo. Ahhh. I miss sec2 like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the class, the clique, the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;The FUN.&lt;br /&gt;I miss laughing madly the whole recess/lunch. I miss being so carefree and playing everyday.&lt;br /&gt;The MaDNESS.&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHH. ok i must stay positive. I hope this year will be memorable too. Even though i know 2S1 will still be deeply etched in my heart. We're like fated to be together. I must pull myself together and stop being emo. Hahaha. 3s2A seems really nice so far. I can click with most of the people (those i actually talk to). cos i kinda need some time to warm up. ok it's a month ald. hahahaha. i'm taking quite a long time. hope by february, i'll get to know the whole class. it's like only 29 of us la.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea. Today in chinese tuition, we sang songs. Zlaoshi went through the lyrics (god knows why) and we listened to the songs. quite nice. ting ma ma de hua and another one called wo3 de jiao1 ao4. it's a cantonese cum english song. heard both before, just didn't know the title of the second one. i don't know why she decided to let us listen to songs/sing today. But i felt really rejuvenated after that. Like a really "everything in the world is beautiful" kinda feeling. Listening to the song now. I really like the wo de jiao ao one. It's nice!!! there's a chinese version. but different title. Ok since the world's beautiful, i shall be happy!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Glenda Khoo Means&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You are deeply philosophical and thoughtful. You tend to analyze every aspect of your life.You are intuitive, brilliant, and quite introverted. You value your time alone.Often times, you are grumpy with other people. You don't appreciate them trying to interfere in your affairs.&lt;br /&gt;You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily.Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.&lt;br /&gt;You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;br /&gt;You are balanced, orderly, and organized. You like your ducks in a row.You are powerful and competent, especially in the workplace.People can see you as stubborn and headstrong. You definitely have a dominant personality.&lt;br /&gt;You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. You have the classic "Type A" personality.&lt;br /&gt;You are a seeker of knowledge, and you have learned many things in your life.You are also a keeper of knowledge - meaning you don't spill secrets or spread gossip.People sometimes think you're snobby or aloof, but you're just too deep in thought to pay attention to them.&lt;br /&gt;You are truly an original person. You have amazing ideas, and the power to carry them out.Success comes rather easily for you... especially in business and academia.Some people find you to be selfish and a bit overbearing. You're a strong person.&lt;br /&gt;You are well rounded, with a complete perspective on life.You are solid and dependable. You are loyal, and people can count on you.At times, you can be a bit too serious. You tend to put too much pressure on yourself.&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/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What's" Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;hahaha. just did this random thing. i think it's about half right, half wrong. I dunnno. maybe for some of them, i didn't know i was how they described me. Or maybe i'm just not. Hahahaha. I'm such a complicated person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-2088330517369458671?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/2088330517369458671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=2088330517369458671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/2088330517369458671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/2088330517369458671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/02/randomness.html' title='randomness'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-4090840887339459529</id><published>2008-01-25T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T20:37:00.410+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='normal days'/><title type='text'>TGIF TGIF TGIF TGIF</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;TGIF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;hahaha. i know my blog can be compared to like, the dead sea. everyone's going, UPDATE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ok so i shall. but i don't know where to start. this morning? first day of school? yesterday? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i shall just use what i just learnt: SUmmary. hahahha. generally, sec 3 life's kinda tiring me out. There's like 24964587 tests the next few weeks. whoooooooo. whirlwind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;3S2A!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;my class is niccceee. kind of. as in, i'm not exactly who you call a socialite so i think it takes time. and i don't think alot of people in my class are too. maybe we're all too similar that's why we can't "make the first move". hahaha. so funny. ok shall talk to like everyone in the class. quite a difficult task. but i know by this year i can. hahah. i'm so DUH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i miss 2S1 '07!!! like super alllooooot. i miss the super responsive times. the times when we will just shout out whatever comes to our minds. or just rebel to whoever we don't like. hahah. but most of our sec 2 teachers were niccceee. i'm still not used to the sec 3 teachers. Time. again. time time time. should i complain that there is shortage of time in my life or too much? or just that i don't use it wisely. no idea. why am i feeling so crappy?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;gonna talk bout my partner in class: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;EUUUUUUUDEAAAAA a.k.a. FaceOfJokes a.k.a ET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hahaha. so many names. she's funny, has shining hair which is golden under the sun, other times, it's just brown like wilted grass. hahaha. jk. has a BURNING PASSION for math, esp Amath. hahahha. we all know why, don't we? she gets hyper every lesson. EUUUUdea has a tendency to sleep during selected lessons. once behind her tablet. hahahah. complains everyday that i talk to myself too much. but doesn't know i'm actually talking to her, just that she doesn't reply. ZZZzzz. the most infuriating thing that infuriates me (hahah) was the fact that i was once referred to as eudea and "the girl sitting beside her". like WOW. i'm impressed at the fantabulous use of your english, but i respond better to my NAME. and not have to do "mental sums" in my head to figure out who sits beside FOJ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;O level results were like utterly WOW (the real wow, not the fake one). i'm still admiring every single body. still wondering if i could ever do that well. yes, i'll have to work EXTRa hard if i wanna get like 8 A1s. which kinda means everything. so i'm even more determined to start being a nerd from sec 3. at the same time, i still wanna have fun. why am i forever contradicting?? can't i have both??? like good grades and fun. idonthinkso. maybe i should start reading the bible every night, do 2 hours of notes everyday, and study for tests and exams like 1 month before. i(even more)donthinkso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;STUFF:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-do chem notes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-do bio notes and workbook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-do geog notes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-jian3 bao4 (2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Amath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Emath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-4090840887339459529?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/4090840887339459529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=4090840887339459529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/4090840887339459529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/4090840887339459529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2008/01/tgif-tgif-tgif-tgif.html' title='TGIF TGIF TGIF TGIF'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-2991768883280001587</id><published>2007-12-31T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T12:36:31.573+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='normal days'/><title type='text'>100% procrastinator.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;gosh. I haven't posted in like, almost a month. Every year when it comes to this time, I would start complaining about how fast the time flies and how short the holidays had been. While I didn't realize that even though it always seemed kinda short, I knew I enjoyed myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;As long as I had fun. Hahaha. Now, I just need to practice waking up early. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Although there would be absolutely nothing to do in the early morning and all you can think of is your bed, i'm still gonna drag myself up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Oh yeah and finish up my homework. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Left with book reviews and a couple of math specimen papers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Ahhhh. Why does it seem never-ending?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;everytime i'm resolved to sit down for a day to finish it, I'd still laze around doing nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;hahahha. I'm a 100% procrastinator. But i only work well under stress, i realize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;But i'm so over new year resolutions....they totally do not work for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Maybe i should just make a poster of what i need to fix. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Not too many, but just enough for me to get busy during 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;So that my self-esteem won't be drowned along with the "things i need to fix" list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;There shall be a "what i need to keep" list too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;like the nice things that i did this year or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Actually, I'm not very sure what to write on both lists. hahaha. shall go back and ask my teacher. yes, it's a teacher's idea. obviously not mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt; as i won't really initiate to do that kind of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;ok can't procrastinate any longer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;only 1 more day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;only 1 more day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;only 24h more!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;ahhhhhh!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-2991768883280001587?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/2991768883280001587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=2991768883280001587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/2991768883280001587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/2991768883280001587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2007/12/100-procrastinator.html' title='100% procrastinator.'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-2379899959604416124</id><published>2007-12-09T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T18:24:11.690+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'>Samsung Ultra Edition 12.1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just back from tuition. ok doesn't sound as exciting as "back from Japan". ohgosh...i really miss it!!! I promise myself i'll visit again in less than 3 years. Even if i've to save money every day. hahaha. no idea when i'll save enough. Anyway, my phone went crazy, it can't get ANY reception from ANYwhere. So i've bugged my mum enough to get me a new one. hehehe. I've been wanting one for very long but the variety of phones makes me nuts. Out of the endless range, I have DECIDED. hahahahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1u5p3BFPEI/AAAAAAAAABs/sSqhoxAOseo/s1600-h/u700_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141907528367815746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1u5p3BFPEI/AAAAAAAAABs/sSqhoxAOseo/s320/u700_big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ta-da!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Isn't it absolutely stunning??? Don't start drooling now. I have found my true love. ok this is so exaggerating. But i deserve a new phone since my current one's like 3 years old. the more i admire it, the more i wanna own it. like slide it a million times on my hands. ok this is getting way too far and i sound mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Something in me went wrong and i start like, posting pictures on my blog. so weird. but anyway, i think some nice pictures ought to be remembered. Especially special times when we're all enjoying ourselves so much.....awwww. so i'm gon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1u8oHBFPII/AAAAAAAAACM/VWf4rXHCicg/s1600-h/P1050032.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141910796837928066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1u8oHBFPII/AAAAAAAAACM/VWf4rXHCicg/s320/P1050032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;na post more!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1u8oXBFPJI/AAAAAAAAACU/wjQq4WUAIsQ/s1600-h/P1050065.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141910801132895378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1u8oXBFPJI/AAAAAAAAACU/wjQq4WUAIsQ/s320/P1050065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1u8nHBFPGI/AAAAAAAAAB8/CpjWUhJDLDM/s1600-h/P1050011.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141910779658058850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1u8nHBFPGI/AAAAAAAAAB8/CpjWUhJDLDM/s320/P1050011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1u8m3BFPFI/AAAAAAAAAB0/BWR3OWarftk/s1600-h/P1050035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141910775363091538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1u8m3BFPFI/AAAAAAAAAB0/BWR3OWarftk/s320/P1050035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1u8nnBFPHI/AAAAAAAAACE/QXshBD3zy-A/s1600-h/P1050031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141910788247993458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1u8nnBFPHI/AAAAAAAAACE/QXshBD3zy-A/s320/P1050031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1vAt3BFPOI/AAAAAAAAAC8/5Ze5VNqvn20/s1600-h/P1050135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141915293668687074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1vAt3BFPOI/AAAAAAAAAC8/5Ze5VNqvn20/s320/P1050135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1vAsnBFPNI/AAAAAAAAAC0/WVaG4sqbqx4/s1600-h/P1050136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141915272193850578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1vAsnBFPNI/AAAAAAAAAC0/WVaG4sqbqx4/s320/P1050136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1vAsHBFPLI/AAAAAAAAACk/HlJq2OBUUCM/s1600-h/P1050126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141915263603915954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1vAsHBFPLI/AAAAAAAAACk/HlJq2OBUUCM/s320/P1050126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1vAsXBFPMI/AAAAAAAAACs/qPZidTN6OV8/s1600-h/P1050123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141915267898883266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1vAsXBFPMI/AAAAAAAAACs/qPZidTN6OV8/s320/P1050123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1vAr3BFPKI/AAAAAAAAACc/oh8RdMWTMt0/s1600-h/P1050114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141915259308948642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1vAr3BFPKI/AAAAAAAAACc/oh8RdMWTMt0/s320/P1050114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-2379899959604416124?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/2379899959604416124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=2379899959604416124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/2379899959604416124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/2379899959604416124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2007/12/samsung-ultra-edition-121.html' title='Samsung Ultra Edition 12.1'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1u5p3BFPEI/AAAAAAAAABs/sSqhoxAOseo/s72-c/u700_big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20391373.post-8399600268832093587</id><published>2007-12-06T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T16:49:12.497+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting/exciting days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'>Japan, Miyazaki</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;WHEEEEE!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Back from Japan!! ok thinking about the long itenarary (ok i'm having some problems connecting to my spelling brain). need bluetooth badly. (quoted from ah ma). anyway, shall just let you all know.&lt;br /&gt;27th nov: the flight take off was just 5mins to midnight so nothing much to say.&lt;br /&gt;28th nov: reached tokyo, narita airport at about 8 plus in the morning (japan time=1h later than Sin). the rest of the day was basically waiting and travelling to our destination. Finally, we arrived at Miyazaki airport at about 5pm. There was a welcome ceremony with banners and everything. "Welcome to Miyazaki" was what was on the super huge banner with huge fonts. We were all really tired so slept on the way to the hotel, had a welcome buffet and finally went to bed. Their pillows are like, filled with beans!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;29th nov: With a stiff neck, i had an american breakfast, scrambled eggs, pancakes, everything. The japanese college organisers decided to bring us shopping before going to the college. Quite a big group of us were going to the same college, which was a good thing. Some of us had to separate. So off we went to the mall, /Eon. No idea how to pronounce it. Ah ma, Regina and I were stuck together like magnets (almost the whole trip) so we rushed straight to Jusco. Sometimes we just do funny things for no reason. Like filling up boxes with lots of cute chocolates. actually, it's just the wrapper that has the cute hello kitty/my melody faces on it. at first we saw that the boxes were 350yen and there were chocolates beside them. so we were just filling it up for fun, until it was filled to the brim. hahahahah. regina went to the cashier and paid for it, even though it couldn't even be closed. hahah. so we started piling boxes with chocolates. we spent about 1h doing that i think. the funniest thing ever. so at about 4pm, we reached the college and met up with our hosts. To my surprise, my host was an English teacher in the college. Like how cool is that?? I was still afraid that I wouldn't communicate with my host because i didn't learn much Japanese. ok enough nonsense. His wife and son came and brought me home as he still had work to do. At home, i had a nice nice tatami room to myself. hahah. We had japanese curry, salad and miso soup for dinner. I gave them some gifts to thank them for hosting me and they were really amazed by them. hahah. I thought my host would be bout 18 so i chose a mobile phone holder for her/him. But i ended up giving it to the 10 year old son.....who doesn't have a phone. HMMMM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;30th Nov:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;9-9.15am: Cycle to college. (he usually cycles to school so i borrowed his wife's bike. he offered to drive but I thought it might be a nice experience. Well, it was COLD.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;9.20-10.30: English communication class (talked about Sin's festivals/school life/culture at home)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;10.45-12nn: English teaching methods class (reunion with ah ma and regina and slipped out of class halfway. They were having a demonstration of teaching english to jap students. BOring.)&lt;br /&gt;12-1pm: Lunch (Rice, fried chicken, potato, salad, miso soup)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1-2.30pm: English pronunciation class (had a quiz and it's time to show off. i got 100/100 for it!!! whheeeee!! Bazooka got only 95!! hahah. and there was all this signs. so confusing. ): that's not a sad face. it's pronounced as OOO. then we played a game. my group didn't win.:( now this is a sad face)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3-4.20pm: Flower arrangement/Jap tea ceremony class (we hopped classes in the middle.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140771818755668914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1ewu3BFO7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/jbXECGVt8wc/s320/P1050019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140772243957431234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1exHnBFO8I/AAAAAAAAAAs/0fxiF9YzFG4/s320/P1050028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140772755058539474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1exlXBFO9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/_TCbi8FqJII/s320/P1050026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;ok i have no idea what my ah ma is trying to do. but she looks super funny:DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4.30-4.45pm: Cycled home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5-6pm: Made Gyoza (they're fried dumplings. forgot to take pics of it. so cool!!!) helped to scoop rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6-9pm: Dinner (had gyoza, salad and miso soup. they bought a cake for me. i was soooo touched. cos they knew it was my birthday a week ago and wanted to celebrate with me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1st dec: Saturday!! they brought me to sightseeing places and tourist attractions. the sceneries were great. went to Aya suspension bridge which was about 142m high and 250m long. so cool!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140765702722239362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="239" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1erK3BFO4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/osDlFv0TQP4/s320/P1050068.JPG" width="319" border="0" /&gt; We visited the Aya Obi Castle too. I dyed a peice of cloth, it looks pretty!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140770749308812178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1evwnBFO5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/saGeHuj5km0/s320/P1050075.JPG" border="0" /&gt; ok uploading images is a little time consuming so i shall upload the rest when i can. we had dinner at this nice nice restaurant where they serve really fresh fish. I tried different kinds of raw fish like tai, haji (horse mackeral), maguro (tuna) and lots more. Great food!! But the meal was quite expensive. my set alone was 2000yen. about 30bucks here. they ordered alot of side dishes too. Did i mention that they have GPS installed in their car??? How cool is that!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2nd dec: We had to meet back at the hotel latest by 5pm so we still had the morning and afternoon to spend with our hosts. They brought me sightseeing, yes, again. but i enjoyed it. They were like, "yesterday we brought you to the mountains, today we will bring you to the sea." They meant the beach. Anyway, it's the same thing. We visited Aoshima island, which was surrounded by the sea. It had a shrine there too. And my host family bought me an amulet for my studies. How nice of them:))) ok shall let yall enjoy the beautiful scenery.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140776770852961250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1e1PHBFO-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/-TS-dcMTxww/s320/P1050099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1e2hXBFPBI/AAAAAAAAABU/YCIuC_6g2OY/s1600-h/P1050096.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140778183897201682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1e2hXBFPBI/AAAAAAAAABU/YCIuC_6g2OY/s320/P1050096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1e2hnBFPCI/AAAAAAAAABc/w7GefoA1iWM/s1600-h/P1050108.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140778188192168994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1e2hnBFPCI/AAAAAAAAABc/w7GefoA1iWM/s320/P1050108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1e2iHBFPDI/AAAAAAAAABk/GmilErxzxmM/s1600-h/P1050113.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140778196782103602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1e2iHBFPDI/AAAAAAAAABk/GmilErxzxmM/s320/P1050113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ok i shall post more in the next post. those nice ones. still looking for them. hahah. good day!!!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-8399600268832093587?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/8399600268832093587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=8399600268832093587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/8399600268832093587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/8399600268832093587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2007/12/japan-miyazaki.html' title='Japan, Miyazaki'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__-QpTZr5wdY/R1ewu3BFO7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/jbXECGVt8wc/s72-c/P1050019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20391373.post-2899738401933836418</id><published>2007-11-26T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T17:22:12.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'>1 more day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;EVER HEARD OF ANYONE WHO DIED OF BOREDOM???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;If there wasn't, i think i'd be the first. hahaha. just spent like 3 hours trying to stuff thick, bulky clothes into a Samsonite. gosh. I think it's heavier than me. But thank god i'm done. Actually, most of it was packed by my mum. hehehe. Shouldn't be grateful?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;OH got something to share with all of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;had a bbq on Saturday. I've been going to so many of them but never tried having one at home. so my mum was just experimenting. Since we didn't have the facilities and all that, she decided to make it simple. Like buy and throw away kinda thing. So being the great saving mum, she used an aluminium tray, 2 bricks and a wire mesh to settle for the equipment, thinking everything would be alright. And being the filial daughter that i am, I helped her start the fire while she went out to get some stuff (the cake, i knew that). According to plan, I just placed some charcoal in the aluminium tray and started the fire. It went quite well and i was like,"hey i didn't know i was so pro at starting fires!" Quite confident of myself, i tried to cook some chicken wings. fan fan fan. KABOOM!!!! the whole thing exploded. like practically everything. Did I mention that i was still fanning the chicken wings? So we're not supposed to start a fire on aluminium. Why did i suspect something in the first place?? I doubted it at first, &lt;em&gt;seriously&lt;/em&gt;. hahah. so anyway, we blew up a tile on the floor and lost a few chicken wings. No problem. Called up my mum and she &lt;strong&gt;immediately&lt;/strong&gt; went to get the proper portable barbeque thing. hahah. it was so hilarious. found some charcoal in my hair too. But everything went well in the end. oh my ah ma came too!! :DDD she came to collect her souvenirs. We played monopoly and roasted some "smashmallows", according to her. hehehe. She thinks that i live in a jungle. Whatever!!! Other than the fact that my sis who acts like a monkey and i'm surrounded by greenery, there's not much difference between my house and the house she lives in!! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-2899738401933836418?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/2899738401933836418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=2899738401933836418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/2899738401933836418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/2899738401933836418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2007/11/1-more-day.html' title='1 more day!!!'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-2616723453046334231</id><published>2007-11-23T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T21:39:24.786+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;happy&quot; days'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;ok this shall be a happy post cos it's my birthday!! Actually, I don't feel much different from the other 364 days in the year. Other than the fact that you get nice presents and nice greetings and feel happier. ok fine. quite alot of difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;had dance chalet yesterday! so fun!! hahaha. i got covered in smoke actually. but still, we got to hang out and BOND. hahaha. oh yea. love the marshmallows!! ROAStED!!! We had a problem with the fire-starting. We ended up asking for help. However, my ah ma was so hard-working and perservering. hahaha. Then we played twister while help was here. I really got twisted up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;woke up to 2 sms-es. hahaha. so funny. Thanks celeste and Jieyi for your sweet messages!! I'm especially touched that you remember!! hhahah. i thought that only my sis would remember. cos it's actually circled in red (by moi) on her calender. So i set out to meet my Ah ma at Dhoby Ghaut. She looks so sweet in her skirt and pumps. hairband and everything. So we went to eat breakfast(the super cheap one) at macs. My ah ma wanted to be hip and bought star earrings. so cute!! hahah. Then met up with the rest at Chinatown to buy souvenirs. Everything was like 3 for $10!!! such a great buy!! In the end, i bought a paper-holder (mother), a name card-holder (Father), a dolphin mobile phone holder (Host). All for just 10 bucks!! hahaha. Headed off to get a drink and realized that we walked into a trap!! A bottle of coke for $2.50. Total rip-off!!! Oh we saw some really nice metallic plates with the merlion and stuff printed on it. So there were many designs and like 12 plates on display. Ah ma:" I count to  3 we point to the one we like ok. 1...2...3!" Both: (point to the exact same plate...and laugh hysterically) The sun was practically seeping through our skin and melting all of us so we decided to leave for bugis to look for leg warmers. We wanted to grab a bite first and geraldine the geek knew somewhere nice. We ordered chicken wings and milk tea. And to our amazement, they've ran out of their wings. While walking aimlessly, we saw the beautiful leg warmers, white and quite presentable. $15.90 a pair. And guess what? the salesperson went to buy lunch and will be back in god-knows-how-long. Being hungry and pissed, we went to Macs (again). Afraid that they would've ran out of Mcwings too, we ran there. Ate like hungry but tired ghosts, rushed back to grab our leg warmers. WHAT NEXT? They only left 1 pair of white ones and the grey one too. like I've totally given up on everything. By that time, we were dead beat from all the walking so we decided to ask my mum to the rescue. She picked us up and we went to United Sq. to look for what we want. But it ended up even worse. The so-called shop had only one pair of pathetic-looking leg warmers (i've typed this word a kazillion times i wanna puke). Watched dora the explorer, ate BnJ's and got off to Vivo (which was sorta like our last hope). The only lucky thing that happened to me in the whole day: we found them (you-know-what). so we saw a scarf and a funny-looking hat which looked okay on me too. saw the stockings too. the thick beige ones. OUT-OF-STOCK. &gt;:/I'VE GOT NOTHING TO SAY. went to Asian Kitchen with geraldine's mum and ate something other than macs the whole day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;so it was quite a meaningful day, i guess. i feel alot closer to my ahma than ever before. we were still wondering how our friendship began. hahah. eating dinner, shopping and spending a whole day with her is so amusing, but fun!! oh yea thanks for your present!! super nice!! LOVE LOVE LOVE I'll just keep it cos i can't bear to use it!! :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And nicole!! Thanks so much!!! I love the present!! It's the cutest EVER!:DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;speaking of friendships, i'm still very puzzled bout one thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I know froggy is in Langkawi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;but 林佩琪！请问你到底在想什么呢?!?! I am utterly disappointed in you, my dear "friend". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-2616723453046334231?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/2616723453046334231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=2616723453046334231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/2616723453046334231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/2616723453046334231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!!'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-8373308863304616154</id><published>2007-11-20T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T15:47:54.757+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'>holidays</title><content type='html'>hahaha. i always thought i should blog every single day of holidays because everytime the hols end, i'll wonder what exactly i've been doing all this time. but i realize that it's absolutely impossible. because holidays are for you to be filled to the brim with stuff to do and to have no time for these things. kinda like homework. speaking about homework, we're supposed to do homework for dance. hahha. my video was totally senseless and stupid. i was in my pjs. ok i've got flu and i'm still going out. shows that i'm such a nice and loyal friend...&lt;strike&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-8373308863304616154?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/8373308863304616154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=8373308863304616154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/8373308863304616154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/8373308863304616154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2007/11/holidays.html' title='holidays'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-186346827644403923</id><published>2007-11-15T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T23:06:00.233+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'>3S2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;welcome to 3S2!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;thanks peiqi for comforting and encouraging me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;now, i have come to realise that i am the most useless person on earth. it's like, i can't take care of myself anymore. i lost another "few" things. &lt;strong&gt;like all my precious things hate me and can't wait to join the "lost and never to be found" club!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1. watch (i'll be like losing track of time and have no idea what i'm doing.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2. water bottle (i don't drink water except from my water bottle)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3. name tag (you guessed it!! i won't even know my name!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;there was dance today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;cool rite. ok lots of people are appealing in and out and everywhere so i've decided to just accept my fate and stop brooding about stupid stuff. i know i can't finish my math homework this week. and apparently, i thought froggy and pq were going to do homework on tuesday. They didn't intend to. In fact, it's all about famous amos. oooops. hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-186346827644403923?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/186346827644403923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=186346827644403923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/186346827644403923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/186346827644403923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2007/11/3s2.html' title='3S2'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-302826939161833668</id><published>2007-11-09T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T12:51:48.852+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'>lalala</title><content type='html'>whoa. this week has been so PACKED. came back from a relaxing trip in genting highlands on tuesday night. wanted to do homework with peiqi on wednesday but just realized there was dance. hahhaha. we're dancing 四大种族 for japan. i'm malay this time!! haha last year i was indian, so fun!!! malay have to be very gentle and 温馨 as lao shi said. so it was being soft and gentle for 2 consecutive days. really can't get used to it. Especially after playing so wildly just before i was back in Singapore. ok didn't blog much, peiqi's here! FINALLY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-302826939161833668?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/302826939161833668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=302826939161833668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/302826939161833668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/302826939161833668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2007/11/lalala.html' title='lalala'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-7042208875261640787</id><published>2007-10-29T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T14:17:43.580+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting/exciting days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad days'/><title type='text'>LOST</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Some of the 'few' things i lost this year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. black and orange Elle jacket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. pink and black Arena swimsuit (earlier in the year)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. blackish blue Arena swimsuit (just realized yesterday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;lost during these 2 days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. pure white gold earrings (i left them in a piece of tissue inside my bag, and my maid, while clearing it thought that it's waste paper and of course, threw it into the bin. got a huge scolding from my mum that i should have transferred the earrings into a box when i reached home...and so on.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. wax for my teeth. (even though it's considered quite insignificant, my gums hurt like crazy right now.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i know for sure that there are so much more than these but it's just off the top of my head, which is giving me a massive headache now. i dunno why. i think it's because i slept for too long. anyway, i think that this is my most careless and forgetful year of my life. ok nobody's supposed to know this but there was once i forgot to wear my shoes to school. (DON'T LAUGH) i mentioned this only to show how stupid and scatterbrained i could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i show absolute, utter distaste and disappointement in myself.&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/20391373-7042208875261640787?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/7042208875261640787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=7042208875261640787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/7042208875261640787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/7042208875261640787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2007/10/lost.html' title='LOST'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-66359801360475881</id><published>2007-10-28T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T17:35:19.869+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='normal days'/><title type='text'>all good things must come to an end.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;this is my 123rd post. that's super fast, to me. ok maybe it's a little slow, considering if i blog every day. my blog's like 2 years old. anyway, as you can see, i'm enjoying life now so i don't really have anything to talk bout. hahaha. actually, it should be the other way round. but i didn't really do anything in these 17 hours and going to be 30 minutes. so here are some of the funny episodes that happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum: k goodbyee!! (pause) quick get down the car!! don't waste my petrol!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ok if u don't get it, it's just rushing us out of the car. but basically, she uses her petrol as an excuse. if it's not an excuse, i've got nothin to say man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladwys: (in the car too) *uses her ultra long hand to tap my mum at the side, where the door is supposed to be* cos she wants to take something&lt;br /&gt;Mum: *got a great scare* don't distract me!! i'm driving you know!!! thought that was a lizard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;hahahha. so hilarious right. she actually thought that my sis's hand was a lizard. cos just yesterday, we saw a lizard at the door of the car and made a huge fuss out of it. then my mum just used some newspaper and it scurried somewhere. and later when my mum reversed, we saw something on the tyre. like ewwwww. gross. but in the first place, my sis was quite dumb. i mean, you can just use your mouth and ask and she totally scared my mum. her expression? priceless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i felt like going swimming this morning but i couldn't find my swimsuit. gosh. it's my favourite swimsuit and i think i left it at someplace. i forgot where was it. the last time we went swimming? at raffles town club...i think. haiz...why do i keep losing my most beloved stuff? i know i know, all good things must come to an end. but why did it have to end so fast? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i realize i'm being very....ok never mind. hahah. i'm going mad. my sis is making me go mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-66359801360475881?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/66359801360475881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=66359801360475881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/66359801360475881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/66359801360475881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2007/10/all-good-things-must-come-to-end.html' title='all good things must come to an end.'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-5278510728726035482</id><published>2007-10-25T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T17:20:00.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'>Last day of school '07</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2S1 rocks my world!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;today was an emotional day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cos it's the last day of sec2, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;also the last day 2S1 will ever be together as a class again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;like in the classroom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;loved the video too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;thanks ximian, chermaine and everyone who made it successful!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;even though there were missing pics,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm sure it touched everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;since tears started flowing after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the classroom was flooded!! haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cos we were washing the floor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but, really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i bet everyone cried. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mr. goh felt abit extra so he left after a while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;leaving us to continue crying and hugging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but when i got up the car.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me: everyone cried you know, so touching right..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mum: cry for what? (in the "i couldn't care less" manner)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me: cos it's our last day together!!! (stating the obvious)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mum: sec 4 cry still can understand. next year you all still can meet what! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me: (getting pissed....) but it's not the same!!! we're not TOGETHER. like as a class. the most we'll just say hi then say a few words when we meet. (i know that's a bad thing but i really hope it won't be like that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mum: haiya. 人总会有分别的时候。(and all that kind of crap)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so anyway, my mum doesn't understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but i won't let that ruin my last day of school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i should be happy and glad that there's no more waking up at 6 in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and lessons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ms lau said we've to work very hard right from the beginning next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;in order to &lt;em&gt;catch up&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;can u imagine? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;if i aim to get high marks i must work &lt;strong&gt;extra&lt;/strong&gt; hard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;like super hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; like how we studied for our final years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i can't imagine studying like that right from the beginning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'll just faint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;right now, i'll just focus on enjoying myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;everyone needs rest you know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;should i finish my hols hw in nov or dec? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;if i finish it in nov, i can be carefree and play for the whole of dec.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but i'm afraid i'll forget everything by the time school reopens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MASTERPLAN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Finish homework in November then revise and do ALOT of math in december. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so when i reach next year, my foundation will be there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;at least i'll know my sec 2 work well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;gosh i sound like some workaholic....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;where's my enjoyable moments gone to???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;it's ok. i'll just squeeze everything together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i sound like some workaholic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then i'll have no time for myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;can't wait for class chalet!!!:DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;at least today's not the last day we'll be enjoying each other's company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm thinking of a class 2S1 '07 reunion every year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;that'll be quite cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;peiqi said at the 10th reunion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;she would already have been Miss Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;blehhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i said this a milliion times but i've to say it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE 2S1!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;can't wait for dance chalet too!!! :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oooops. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i think i forgot to hand in the consent forms for dance hols practice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;shooots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-5278510728726035482?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/5278510728726035482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=5278510728726035482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/5278510728726035482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/5278510728726035482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2007/10/last-day-of-school-07.html' title='Last day of school &apos;07'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-3489908271112689762</id><published>2007-10-22T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T22:22:40.279+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad days'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;the past 14 days had been the most annoying days of my life. did i mention that i never noticed how a 6-year-old can ruin everything?? ok maybe i did. maybe i didn't. maybe i did but the post just wasn't published~!! and why!!! because she ruined it. again. oh yea. FYI, it's not my sis. i'll never have such a sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;1. ruined my father's birthday. how? well, i already ruined it by not sms-ing him early in the morning. but she had to make things worse by pushing the off button on my tablet when i was trying to send an ecard. just cos i didn't let her play (with wadever she wants to play). Like, RUDE MUCH? my whole life, i have never seen a more daring and .... even annoying is an understatement and with my limited vocabulary, she's beyond description.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;2. the amount of noise she creates, the mess she makes out of my already-messy-house. all this, i was prepared for. (i'm so brave) but the bad influence?! NEVER!! the saying was never wrong, you only need 3 days to learn something evil but so much longer to learn something good. i don't know the exact phrase but it goes something along that line. so my already frustrating 5-year-old sister, glynnis, got influenced by her. i'm so ashamed of myself and how i've failed to teach her the right ways. but to teach someone to be nice, just for 1 sec, is really not that easy. i know this is a rather arbitary example but it's the most recent one i've got. my other sis was watching her own programme while the 2 brats came downstairs (they're like Siamese twins) and demanded that they wanted to watch the DVD. obviously, gladwys is not that easily bullied. blah blah blah...gladwys was outnumbered (sorry, was eating my dinner) so she had to give in. great. like this sort of thing happens in 99.9% of the homes all the time. but you know what they did?? both kiddies went to fish out a pile of storybooks and read in front of the tv. in other words, they weren't even watching it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ok enough said. if i go on, wait. i can't go on. cos the list will never stop!! i'll just go to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;endurance is the only solution for me now. why am i so emo these days???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-3489908271112689762?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/3489908271112689762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=3489908271112689762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/3489908271112689762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/3489908271112689762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2007/10/past-14-days-had-been-most-annoying.html' title=''/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-5846113530400867637</id><published>2007-10-16T08:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T08:21:09.855+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good day gone bad'/><title type='text'>16th oct--the day glenda was being stupid, again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;omg. i refuse to believe my own stupidity. i was still checking if i brought everything. gosh. i have to give up one whole day of school because of my forgetful-ness. and it's like not even a suitable reason. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ok only one person in the whole world knows what i'm talking about, besides me. hahah. i'm being so emo now and i just added that hahaha without laughing. why am i totally crapping??? maybe because i'm not in school and i have got nothing better to do. the day i mark my stupidity. i think i might have to go to the himalayas to meditate or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everyone makes mistakes. i just make too many.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-5846113530400867637?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/5846113530400867637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=5846113530400867637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/5846113530400867637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/5846113530400867637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2007/10/16th-oct-day-glenda-was-being-stupid.html' title='16th oct--the day glenda was being stupid, again'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-3160367501421054391</id><published>2007-10-15T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T12:18:10.340+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'>Eating</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;omg. i just typed like the longest post EVER. and it couldn't be published because of some internet connection problem. like WHAT IS UP WITH THAT??? anyway, we shan't be reminded of unhappy things because we should live happily. that's my goal in life. to live it happily. it's not very easy to reach that goal you know. i've been looking through the labels and i realised i haven't had a "happy days" post for like EVER. so this post is gonna be about my happy day today!! since it's only noon and i haven't experienced unhappy things, it should be a good start. hahah. i feel as if i'm totally j. but i'm happy cos i'm going swimming later!!! omg. i jus finished a whole box of M&amp;amp;S redcurrent tarts. if i'm still not happy, nothing else can satisfy me!! hahah. WHEEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;M&amp;amp;S Redcurrent Tarts!!!! Love 'em!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;had steamboat for dinner last night. i ate like a pig. gosh. i have a really good appetite these few days. must be the stress-freee feeling. that's why i've decided to go swimming 3 days a week. hahha. all this pigging out is really damaging. to my health that is. but it's really good for controlling my emotions as when i eat, i'll feel happier. i remember during the exams, there was this question. it's not the exam paper. it's something like do you like mealtime? it's in chinese. then i answered no, because i feel that eating is a waste of time. ok i think i got like half mark for that. cos i didn't give examples. i should've said it takes up my precious studying time. but now, i LOVE eating. CHocolates are the best remedy for....sad and unhappy things??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;ok this is a very random post on eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-3160367501421054391?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/3160367501421054391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=3160367501421054391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/3160367501421054391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/3160367501421054391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2007/10/eating.html' title='Eating'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-513826801748953178</id><published>2007-10-09T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T16:21:54.225+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='normal days'/><title type='text'>A wonderfully "interesting" day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ok i'm freaking bored. and to think that i could have a better social life than this. or at the least, more interesting DVDs at home. I flipped through the stack of shiny round things that were supposed to entertain me but to no avail. In the end, I watched Step Up the second time. It cheered me up a little, at least 2 hours flew by. now it's 4pm and i realize that i'm wasting my life. in fact, i woke up at 11 and lazed around until now. i mean, how many times have i wished that a day could have more than....someone's at the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;turns out to be some guy who's doing some survey. gosh. how stupid is that? but thanks to my innocent look, i pulled it off. hahahah. just kidding. he's looking for people above 12 to do the survey. i told him i was 11. and obviously, he believed me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;where was i?? oh yea. countless times i wished that the day could be so much longer so that i could do as many things as possible. but now, i just can't wait for this day to have only 12 hours. seriously, i thought i had a long list of things i couldn't wait to do after the exams??? ok i found it. let's check it out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Things i've been wanting to so much since forever:&lt;br /&gt;1) DANCE (dance, dance, and more dancing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ok i already did that from 11.30-1.30pm yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2) watch tv. (without feeling like there's a mental alarm ticking inside me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i've been doing that for a few hours now......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3) dinner at grapevine (this super nice restaurant whose brownies i've been craving for, and they just renovated the whole place!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;turned out they ditched the air-conditioning. and the ice-cream on the brownies will practically melt in 1 second!!! how do you expect me to enjoy my meal there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;4) walk around orchard road (right now, i'll be satisfied even if it's just walking)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ok. mental note: tell mum my destination for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;5) go back to kellock (i miss primary school which now seems as distant as my previous life)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oh yea!!! mental note: go back to kellock with friends. (i have no idea when)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and these were long overdue&lt;br /&gt;6) pick up tap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;have to go look for a dance studio which provides lessons at reasonable prices...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;7) learn piano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mum says it's terribly expensive and i might give up even before buying a piano. but do we really need to buy a piano if we wanna learn? i don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;8) learn ballroom dancing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm still wondering if i can learn tap and ballroom dancing at the same place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;9) take up synchronised swimming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;gotta go look for some course to take up. what if there are requirements that i can't meet??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;10) go on a holiday with my father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ok. so this is most likely gonna happen on 3rd-5th nov.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;besides the going on a holiday with my father, i see why these are actually long overdue. because they need money!!! i'm such an observant person. these things i wanna do actually take time, commitment, MONEY. and the effort to actually look for a studio, or a course. and i've got one more thing to add to it. a few actually. ok maybe i should just go and update my wishlist. almost forgot i had one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-513826801748953178?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/513826801748953178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=513826801748953178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/513826801748953178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/513826801748953178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2007/10/wonderfully-interesting-day.html' title='A wonderfully &quot;interesting&quot; day'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-2304481781600844224</id><published>2007-10-02T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T16:32:05.343+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='normal days'/><title type='text'>father's departure anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9900;"&gt;2nd oct!! my father has officially left me for like, a year. whoa. i miss him. but sometimes, i forget it. didn't know 1 year can whoosh by so quickly. geog is totally time consuming. i need at least 1 hour for 1 chapter. and my schedule was actually 1h30mins for 3 chapters!! ahhh..so annoying la. still at bloody air pollution!!! there should be brain pollution there. at least i'll score for it. hehe. polluted not with sick stuff but with lit, geog, math and science. oh shoots!!! science tuition tonight!!! life sucks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9900;"&gt;but not until 8th oct!! :))) hohoho can't wait!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-2304481781600844224?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/2304481781600844224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=2304481781600844224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/2304481781600844224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/2304481781600844224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2007/10/fathers-departure-anniversary.html' title='father&apos;s departure anniversary'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-9199393803634047205</id><published>2007-09-30T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T20:07:24.821+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad days'/><title type='text'>Regret</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;sometimes i feel like my life is so damn screwed up. like right now. why do people plan their daily lives so...properly and into great detail. I cannot believe how organized i was in the beginning of this year. my march hols schedule went like that:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;10am-11am: Do 1 newspaper article&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;11am-12nn: Do math assessment book pg 56-68&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;how perfect is that? and i actually completed every single thing that i listed! right now, i really wish i can be just as disciplined as before. however difficult and totally "perfectionist" it is, i really wish i could be like that now. but why do i feel as if it's utterly impossible for me to reach that stage of nirvana? why do i feel as if my life is so cluttered and messed up i don't even know what's happening around me anymore? even though it's a little too disciplined and perfect, i just &lt;strong&gt;need&lt;/strong&gt; to use this side of me for this period of time. or rather, needED. why do i regret only at the last moment? why is it always the last minute that you realize you have wasted about all the time you have and try so hard to salvage it? why is it that after so many mistakes and regret in the past years but still, i make the exact same mistake? but again, is it really the mistake or the feeling that comes to me everytime the exams are one day away? is it nervousness, unprepared-ness, guilt or really, regret. what else can i say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"We should regret our mistakes and learn from them but never carry them forward into the future with us." Lucy Maud Montgomery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;1st October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;-the start of exam papers slapping me in the face, asking me why didn't i study hard enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;-the day i'll cry in regretfulness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;-the day newspapers will finally be thrown into my house at 6am (but it'll be too late)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;-the day i can reach home before 2pm since forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;-the start of a life-changing experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-9199393803634047205?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/9199393803634047205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=9199393803634047205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/9199393803634047205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/9199393803634047205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2007/09/regret.html' title='Regret'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-4392593687564729963</id><published>2007-09-29T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T11:49:30.492+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='normal days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo days'/><title type='text'>Life's greatest quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Just went to my sister's school for a funfair. actually, it's not her school. it's the secondary school. but she didn't even go. my mum dragged me along jus cos she had to finish the $10 coupon. we spent it on marshmallow fondue ($3), a candy floss ($3) and catching some fishes ($4). the prices are crazy rite. and it's not even as fun as our beloved Crescent's one. the Dj speaks singlish!!! and it's with the ah lian accent. had a huge commotion this morning about how my sis's  leg is injured and she can't study/go for tuition. it doesn't sound logical at all. but in the end, she was forced to. (isn't it always?) oh yea. not quite the latest update but my sister fell down the stairs on....tuesday?? and injured her knee caps. ok right below her knees. she screams everytime i LOOK at it, as if my eyes can do anything to harm those pitiful knees. and the only person who can change her gauze is my mum. last night, my maid tried to do it because my mum was asleep. and i'm telling you, i felt like burying myself deep under the ground. her screams were loud enough to wake up the dead. both of them were shouting at each other about the position of the gauze, which was kinda stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;gladwys (my sis): NOoooo. the thing must be slanted!! wrong la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;aji (my maid): what slanted? how to slanted..how u want me to put.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;gladwys: aiya the nurse say one what. WROOONNNGGG!! (started shouting hysterically)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;aji: (wanting to paste the gauze) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;gladwys: GENTLERRRR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;aji: (do the slow-mo thing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;gladwys: FASTER LA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;aji: u ask me to do gently, now u ask me to be fast. how to be gentle!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and it goes on......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;gladwys' attitude is really changing. i really dunno what's wrong with her. she's so rude and lazy nowadays. should have left her in kellock to learn all the proper manners and positive studying attitude i learnt there..i still remember the motto!! "simple in virtue, steadfast in duty" so nice rite!! and i even won an award for dedicatedly being a fine example of the school motto. oh yea. michelle lim says that kellock's gonna be st. theresa's primary. that is jus shockingly horrendous. kellock, kellock, my beloved kellock. can't you tell how nice it sounds? why must it be st. theresa's primary...i wanna cry already la. hope it's never gonna happen. if it is, i shall drag michelle along to protest. hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;can't believe the rest of the papers are gonna come slapping me in the face continously after tomorrow. what if i'm too weak and can't take the blow? right now, i'm really really afraid that i cannot finish my revision on time. i finished geog, haven't started lit!!!!!! (can u believe it??) halfway through science....and math, i don't even wanna talk bout it. must re-do the two FYE papers and make sure that i know how to do every single question in them. oh yea. must time myself too. the most difficult job on earth. and i found this quote which i'm sure depicts all of our lives now "i don't have time to breathe, let alone work on anything else." Seth Macfarlane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;but from the gloomy end, we should always look on the bright side. FYEs will be over in...9 days!! that is, if my math didn't fail me. and i realized that the last day of school is on the 25th october!! hahaha. how cool is that!! and, we'll be sec 3s next year!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2007 can be considered one of the best years of my life. the most meaningful, the happiest times, the saddest times. the most friends i've ever had. some of the best ones too. hahah. i found this quote quite funny. there's always a hidden meaning. but i can never figure them out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Life...is like a grapefruit. It's orange and squishy, and has a few pips in it, and some folks have half a one for breakfast." Douglas Adams. he's my idol. oh yea. and Buddha too. "An insincere and evil friend is more to be feared than a wild beast; a wild beast will wound your body, but an evil friend will wound your mind"--peiqi, now you know:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-4392593687564729963?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/4392593687564729963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=4392593687564729963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/4392593687564729963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/4392593687564729963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2007/09/lifes-greatest-quotes.html' title='Life&apos;s greatest quotes'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-1305501071513500915</id><published>2007-09-25T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T14:49:15.951+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad days'/><title type='text'>S-T-R-E-S-S</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WARNING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Webdings;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FYES AHEAD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Webdings;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;stressed like crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-1305501071513500915?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/1305501071513500915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=1305501071513500915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/1305501071513500915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/1305501071513500915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2007/09/warning-fyes-ahead-stressed-like-crazy.html' title='S-T-R-E-S-S'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-5853259346176437391</id><published>2007-09-21T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T17:05:32.954+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='normal days'/><title type='text'>ENGLISH IS GONE..and over with</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;it's friday, the 21st of september. tomorrow is saturday, the 22nd of september.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;ENGLISH FYE &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;woohhooo!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i'm super happy and high!!! even though it's only one paper. but it's still OVER!!! hahaha. went to eat prawn noodles somewhere. it's this street. haiz...forget it. used up all my descriptive cells in the compo today. described my primary school and the changes. gosh. when i wrote it i felt so emo. i almost felt like crying. i actually remember every part of kellock. i'm serious. every nook and cranny. the library. the canteen. the staircase of ever floor. my tile painting and hung on which part of the wall. the mural which the art club painted. i painted this huge flower with joanne and i'll never ever forget it. i can even smell the paint now. and it's not my maid's cooking ok. i remember even the librarian's name. Mrs. Seah. hahah reminds me of huiyan. how do u think they're connected? *hint* her mother. hahhaha. jus kidding. but she's really Mrs. Seah!!! and all the teachers' names. i miss it soooo much i feel like going back NOW. why am i so emo these days. i think bout stuff so much. too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#999999"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Stress Level is: 68%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howstressedareyouquiz/stress-4.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are prone to stress, and you're probably even pretty stressed right now.Life's problems seem to pile up on you, and this often makes you feel depressed and burned out.Learn to take time to relax and enjoy life, even if things are stressful. It's the only way you'll get through the bad times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Stressed Are You?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;now you know. i didn't know it could go that high. i don't even pay for my bills and expenses. can u imagine what my life will be like when i grow up and have to pay for everything myself? i can never. i think i'll just do another quiz.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#dbd7d2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your EQ is 153&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eceae6"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyoureqquiz/emotions.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;50 or less: Thanks for answering honestly. Now get yourself a shrink, quick!51-70: When it comes to understanding human emotions, you'd have better luck understanding Chinese.71-90: You've got more emotional intelligence than the average frat boy. Barely.91-110: You're average. It's easy to predict how you'll react to things. But anyone could have guessed that.111-130: You usually have it going on emotionally, but roadblocks tend to land you on your butt.131-150: You are remarkable when it comes to relating with others. Only the biggest losers get under your skin.150+: Two possibilities - you've either out "Dr. Phil-ed" Dr. Phil... or you're a dirty liar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyoureqquiz/"&gt;What's" Your EQ (Emotional Intelligence Quotient)?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ok this is so weird....i don't think my EQ is that high la. or maybe i jus don't know myself well enough. hahaha. ok i don't if my EQ is high but i jus noe that my IQ is super low!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-5853259346176437391?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/5853259346176437391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=5853259346176437391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/5853259346176437391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/5853259346176437391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-friday-21st-of-september.html' title='ENGLISH IS GONE..and over with'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-4902089501577803462</id><published>2007-09-20T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T21:25:35.302+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad days'/><title type='text'>T-I-M-E</title><content type='html'>it's thursday, the 20th of september. tomorrow is 21st of september.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ENGLISH FYE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(for the impact)&lt;/div&gt;the first day of sec 2 felt like yesterday. i suddenly want a rewind button in my life so that i'll live life with no regrets, just the way i like it. but that is completely out of the world. kuai le chong bai's playing. gosh. it reminds me of how in sec 1, we loved to dance to this song everytime it plays. actually, when any song plays. i feel like crying. stop. i must not waste &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt;. tears. energy. brain cells. i miss sec 1 soooo much. i miss primary school too. i wanna to go back to being a carefree person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I WANT MY LIFE BACK!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;argh. i just read a few posts bout today. and almost all of them were emo. guess we're really crushing under pressure. now this song kinda depicts what i'm feeling right now. sort of. i don't have the lyrics, but i just like the first part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Coming Home by trevor nerva and julie sim (Share the Love)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;never imagined it would be like this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all the time i'd fight you over and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;answers were out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was on my way &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ready to say NO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;don't let my feelings show.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this song was in a cd given by my primary school. i think it's really inspirational, and every &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;time &lt;/span&gt;i listen to it, i'll feel determined to study again. it can be considered my "study song(s)" so it's supposed to be a positive and optimistic song. never mind. i'm so messed up i don't even know what i'm talking about. sec 3 is approaching quickly but sneakily. i don't know if i'm supposed to be happy or sad. I went swimming today and took a walk in hougang mall. i kept looking at the time. i felt so different. i looked happy and even convinced myself that i was enjoying myself (this is the truest self-denial). but when i got home, i felt this heavy rock weighing me deep down in my gut. i don't know if it's stress, burden or guilt. but i just know that i deserved this night out. if i cooped myself at home studying, i might have just created a great scene at home. (exploding fireworks.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Things i've been wanting to so much since forever:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1) DANCE (dance, dance, and more dancing)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2) watch tv. (without feeling like there's a mental alarm ticking inside me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3) dinner at grapevine (this super nice restaurant whose brownies i've been craving for, and they just renovated the whole place!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4) walk around orchard road (right now, i'll be satisfied even if it's just walking)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5) go back to kellock (i miss primary school which now seems as distant as my previous life)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and these were long overdue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6) pick up tap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7) learn piano&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8) learn ballroom dancing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9) take up synchronised swimming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10) go on a holiday with my father&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;should update my wishlist. unfortunately, i have to read through the police report and some of the essays i wrote. for inspiration. hahaha. wonder how will my recent chinese compo turn out. ok &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt; is running out and this bomb is about to detonate any &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt;. tick tick tick tick &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BOOM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*ok work hard my friends, even if i don't do well, i'd want everybody to!!!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-4902089501577803462?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/4902089501577803462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=4902089501577803462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/4902089501577803462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/4902089501577803462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2007/09/t-i-m-e.html' title='T-I-M-E'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-4973538154449824090</id><published>2007-09-11T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T10:22:46.788+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting/exciting days'/><title type='text'>REVENGE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ok lalalalalalala. i have no idea wad to blog about. since peiqi ask me to blog together so i shall jus do it. hahaha. later she ask me to jump off the cliff i also jump..:/ Haiz...i'm so totally crapping. starting to feel the stress of the coming exams....trying to plan a schedule from now till the end of exams. hate planning. sometimes i jus can't follow it, and then i'll start criticizing myself that i'm such a disorganized person and i should be more disciplined. which can be super depressing. i was jus clearing my unwanted files and i came across one march hols schedule document. i realized how organized i was before all this helter-skelter days/weeks. sitting with peiqi now, reliving the old memories....*sigh blissfully* hahahah. sounds so mushy. but she's quite hilarious and sitting with her is so interesting. hahaha. jus like the good old times.:))) oh yea her wallpaper is EMPTY like glenda's brain. so dumb rite. then every time she sees it, she'll start laughing like crazy. so, i have decided to find a retarded photo of her. then....i'll do things that is unthinkable and beyond description tortures to it. so jus u wait!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-4973538154449824090?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/4973538154449824090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=4973538154449824090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/4973538154449824090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/4973538154449824090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2007/09/revenge.html' title='REVENGE'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-1750477328791987926</id><published>2007-09-08T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T10:34:24.518+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad days'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;zzZzzzZ...i feel so sleepy. ahhhh. i feel so guilty too. i feel guilty for not doing much this week. before the hols, i was like so determined i was going to revise, revise and revise. so it's basically mugging for 7 days straight. in the end, not only did i not mug, i did less than what i would do on normal days. like when i go to school. and i played more. actually, i didn't really play. i jus don't know what i was doing. wasting my time, i guess. the only thing i did in the whole week was....ok wait lemme jus list the hw. jus to get this right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1 english compre (jus read the passage)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1 chinese paper (did the first few pages)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1 lit essay (macbeth, and done)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1 lit unseen prose (only read the prose)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2 du2 shu1 bao4 gao4 (still reading the book, quite nice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2 science ws (electricity, not done)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2 math paper (only paper 1 of the first one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;pg 2 of geog ws (undone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;oh yea and there's a chinese test when we return. and we have to bring our thermometers. hahahah u guys are so lucky. i reminded u of every single thing that needs to be done. but if i missed out something, don't blame me. so, REAd at YOur Own Risk. i feel so guilty now. i have to finish &lt;em&gt;Something&lt;/em&gt;. i think for the next holiday, i have to write down every single thing that i do every single day. so i won't sit here trying to figure out what i had done for --- days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-1750477328791987926?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/1750477328791987926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=1750477328791987926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/1750477328791987926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/1750477328791987926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2007/09/zzzzzzz.html' title=''/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-1274325924709779310</id><published>2007-08-31T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T23:04:45.637+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad days gone good'/><title type='text'>Happy Teachers' Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;HappyTeachers'Day!!! to all the teachers in the world. not really, i'm not that wei3 da4. to all the teachers who have taught me. i brought 2 boxes of fruit to school and finished them up!! hahahahah. my frens finished them for me anyway. 1 box of sliced apples and 1 box of sliced oranges. i wanted something nice like watermelon or honeydew. but my mum made me so pissed i jus decided not to walk to cold storage and buy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;mua: i think i need to go cold storage to buy some fruits. aji say in the fridge only got 2 apples and 2 oranges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;mum: then jus bring all la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;mua: but i want some other fruits, apples and oranges so common.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;mum: then if everyone think like you, then nobody will bring apple and orange la. use ur brain. at least one person would have to bring apple and orange rite. all your frens tell you they bringing other fruits ah.(practically shouting)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sometimes, it's seriously mood swings. but other times, it's purely and truly generation gap. i don't really understand her anymore. i noe my math results made her very very disappointed and all. but now, she's really really depressing me even more. can't she jus be more encouraging like:"it's ok. you must work extra hard next time." not that she can't scold me, but she doesn't have to give me black face for like, (when did we get back our math paper?) a week? i don't really noe how long. but it seems like we're worlds apart now. like i can't even have a proper conversation with her without her reminding me of my math and how super depressing it was. she's really crushing me under pressure even more la. and i think saying that was totally 100% an understatement. if you're not happy with me, jus scold me right in my face once and for all. you can even cane me. but don't make me suffer like this. please. i really cannot take it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so today at 11.15, we were like rushing our art. so we decided to ask for an extension and got it!! yay! then jian ping, selene, weiting asked me to go out. but i had to do something else. (top secret) so in the end, being the ingenious person, i combined both and asked limpeiqi to go out with them too. hahahahah. it was quite fun cos they hit it off really well. weiting and peiqi have super alot in common. like their taste in clothes, and weird stuff like how they like to mix curry and garlic chilli sauce together. ok maybe that's not really weird. but still, i'm glad my two bestest frens hit it off. and peiqi's best fren's fren is actually weiting's fren's best fren. ok i don't really know how it goes but it's something like that. selene went off after eating to watch 881 with her mum and grandma. so that leaves yali, weiting, peiqi and i. we decided to watch hairspray. i wanted to leave at 2pm but the next movie's like 4.05pm. hesitated like so much. but in the end, i decided to jus enjoy this day since i haven't seen them for so long. and then study like crazy during the whole week. so we walked around....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;our 1st stop: Humphrey B. Bear's car. woohoo. enjoyed sitting on it. there were 2 driver's wheel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;2nd stop: a party shop. didn't notice the name. weiting got blood all over her hands cos she squished some wormy thing. hahahhahah. then we didn't let her wash her hands and continued trying big, funny hats. weiting and yali ended up playing with some dinosaurs and other small animals, having a war. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3rd stop: i don't really remember which comes first. but nvm. we went to Zara. which sort of like my first time in a Zara shop. deprived kid. i know. so first we went to the kids section and took clothes to try. the baby doll dresses turned out weird-looking, and the prints aren't that nice. so we went to the adult section. which i thought, was more suitable for us, all matured and everything. hahhhahahah. self-praise. so after trying a black translucent top with a kazillion buttons and a spaghetti striped black top inside, i tried a white sweater with a nice hood. peiqi tried this really nice pinkish purple tube bubble dress with a huge ribbon in front. suits her quite nicely. at first, we thought that it will jus drop cos u noe....hahahaha jkjk. oh yea. in the middle we got the shock of our lives. but that's top secret too. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;4th stop:TOAst Box. hahah. 4 of us ordered 2 milo dinosaurs. it's like $2.80 each. tsk tsk tsk. then we were discussing about milo powder. and how weiting thought we're supposed to wait for the powder to dissolve before we drink it. hahhahaha. yali felt like eating tiramisu. so weird. well, can see why. i'm surrounded by weird people. or maybe i passed it to them or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5th stop: GV cinema 5. but weiting and peiqi led us all the way in when it's jus in front. played in the toilet. hairspray was quite ok. it's boring if you don't really enjoy song and dance. like the whole show is singing and dancing....apparently, some parts were so horrendous peiqi and i were hugging each other. she turned it into a horror movie (by sitting beside me) hehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAD A SUPER FUN DAY. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*even though i've hidden the guiltiness*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i dunno why i'm blogging. shall not blog for the whole week. maybe all the way till exams are over. hope that i won't get distracted in the week, continuous mugging for the next 7 days!! good luck for all of you!! and those still reading this, &lt;strong&gt;GO DO A STUDY TIMETABLE. AND FOLLOW IT!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-1274325924709779310?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/1274325924709779310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=1274325924709779310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/1274325924709779310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/1274325924709779310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-teachers-day.html' title='Happy Teachers&apos; Day!'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-7921375779005769255</id><published>2007-08-27T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T22:00:14.415+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='normal days'/><title type='text'>Life's greatest Lesson</title><content type='html'>WHEEEE!! we got our tablets back, we got our tablets baAck.....x10 i never knew how much i loved my tablet. i actually thought i could live without it. Without it, i won't blog, i won't do homework, i won't study. i'll jus feel very disorganized, as though i don't have a life. gosh. i jus remembered a very traumatising incident that happened on Saturday morning. i woke up at about 9am...actually, come to think of it. it's too traumatising for you little children to absorb. i shall not give you the biggest shock of your fragile and vulnerable life. But there's one thing i would like to tell you. so listen up kids: everytime you use the toilet/bathroom, lock the door. whether it's your room or your house or your whatever. actually this only applies to me cos i always thought the bathroom lock was working. anyway, jus heed my advice and lock the door. and if you have two doors leading to your bathroom, lock both!! don't ever ask me why. it's jus for safety reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, that's jus one episode in my life that i don't think i'll ever forget (even if i wanted to). we got back most of the common test papers--the last one is DnT which can be either be the least important, i-don't-really-care paper or the most important, life-saving paper. for me, it's the latter. there's one thing i noe. i don't have the kind of technical brain that allows me to visualise things at like one shot. in fact, if i stare at the question for 15mins, i will still be unable to picture the weird shaped object that doesn't even look like it exists on earth. my common test results are like..... oh yea. i jus realized that there is only 5 weeks left to final year exams. like, how LONG is that!!! and the worst thing is that i haven't even started revising!!! i should start planning like, NOW. so those of you who r still reading this, you shouldn't be!!! we should all start working hard now!!! like this INSTANT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-7921375779005769255?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/7921375779005769255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=7921375779005769255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/7921375779005769255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/7921375779005769255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2007/08/lifes-greatest-lesson.html' title='Life&apos;s greatest Lesson'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-3344986578028444516</id><published>2007-08-21T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T20:31:45.113+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='normal days'/><title type='text'>i wanna....i wanna....i wanna</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I jus realized i haven't posted for like a week!! is that very long? it seems super long to me. i didn't noe so many things can happen in a week. got back a few of my common test papers. chinese, geography...got back science today. there's still english, literature, maths and next week it's DnT. then i'm....FREE!!! as free as a little bird!! woohhoooo!!!!! i wanna watch movies--HAIRSPRAY, RATaTOOiULLE, No Reservations, i wanna watch it 3 times, with 3 different group of frens, i wanna sleep at 6pm, i wanna eat chocolates and go high everyday!!!! i wanna play barbie dolls with my sisters, i wanna go swimming three days a week, i wanna tap again, i wanna call and talk to my best fren for 2 hours everyday, i wanna go shopping with my mum almost every weekend, i wanna know every single person in the school, i wanna i wanna i wanna have my LIFE back!!! actually i don't really noe where all of that came from. it jus spurt out of me like fireworks. maybe i miss myself too much. i've been studying too much. sometimes, when u study alot, you suddenly feel as if you have lost yourself and can't find the reason why. it's like a poison, seeping into you, first into your blood. then your hair will start dropping. then into your brain....you'll start crying. slowly and painfully, it'll reach into your heart, and pierce right into it like some sword you can't pull out. you'll feel this excruciating pain where you have lost yourself. 失去自我。you don't know what happened to you these few weeks (when the poison was attacking you), you jus noe you feel sick and tired and life to you isn't all that meaningful after all. maybe i'm going bonkers, i'm not really a stress person, i really can't do big things in life. i think when i grow up i need to have a job without deadlines and allows me to work at my own pace. but i think working at my own pace doesn't really suit me too. i'm so CoNtRADicTing!!! ahhhhh. what is wrong with me?? the best is not to have a job and marry a rich husband. hahahha. after you cheat him of all his wealth, you get a divorce. then i won't have to work for the rest of my life!! whoa. i'm such a great life planner. i've got the rest of my life worked out. i should be a financial planner. but all my advices will be the same, won't they? Marry a rich husband!! heheheheh. this is jus a materialistic side of me, and in the actual sane side of me, i don't really approve of that thinking. i'd rather pull all my hair out but earn my own money, and however little the money is, i won't depend on others. except maybe my parents. hahaha. gosh. this post is full of crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-3344986578028444516?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/3344986578028444516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=3344986578028444516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/3344986578028444516'/><link 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ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e-learning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;it was kinda fun at first...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;but then, facing my tablet for 2 1/2 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;without talking (except to myself)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i feel so weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;and tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;and dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;so i've decided that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;going to school is so much better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and we've a pile of work to do. at our own pace. which doesn't really work for me, cos i will procrastinate. i think i'm the best at procrastinating. i should get a gold medal for it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i really regret not doing anything during the long weekend. it was such a great oppurtunity for me to catch up on my work and like prepare for exams...basically, revise my work. and catch up on all the backlog. but i didn't. ahhhh. i really wonder wad i was doing those few days, besides studying for science. i did nothing much. and science common test didn't go that well either. to make matters worse, my tablet died on me. i don't noe how it got affected. and i don't think it's the game. i feel guilty for sending the virus to my frens. but not all of them. anyway, i have to rush to finish all the homework, own time own target is such a.....challenging task for a person like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-8776974116583974650?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/8776974116583974650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=8776974116583974650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/8776974116583974650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/8776974116583974650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2007/08/e-learning.html' title='e-learning'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-2127474499269061112</id><published>2007-08-02T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T21:18:20.580+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo days'/><title type='text'>THRASH IT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;oh gosh. thrashing is so cool!!! (THrash, Trash, there's a difference) not that i love it and want to do it every day. but i find it very inspirational and.....thought-provoking. yeah. so, i discovered lots of things from my fellow sec 2 dancers!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thrashing:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;vomitting out each and everyone's weaknesses without any intention of harm:))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;everyone had their own problems among themselves and shot it all out today. we kept extending the time cos all of us were really into it. like going all out to know each other, which was great. we knew each other better and told everyone why we're unhappy with them. it might affect our relationships, i hope in a good way. but i feel it's a really great method to know each other, and myself better. amazingly, i don't even noe myself. i noe some of my weaknesses, but my frens made me realize lots of other stuff, so thanks alot!!!:) hahahaha i can already feel the bonded warmth between us, maybe because now we know each other's flaws. i have very interesting and really really nice frens, i must say. i'm so glad the seniors were so thoughtful and made us "thrash" each other. it was difficult at first, and everyone started saying...."no comments", and other lame stuff. but after that we realized it's getting nowhere and decided to jus DO IT. hahaha. no other way to describe it. so we DID IT. and it was...filled with mixed feelings. Joy, i dunno why, i jus love my frens. Fear, for wad they'll say about me. Sorrow, as i feel bad that we're saying bad things bout each other, not really used to saying such things right in people's faces. Hesitation, don't really know what i should say for some people, cos i don't really know them. hahaha. so these are jus some of the feelings i had while sitting in that sacred circle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i also discovered that some problems were left unsolved and we should get down to it, asap. apparently, great minds think alike and the three of us are gonna thrash again. hahaha. i really hope that thrashing helped all of us and that nothing will change between the sec 2s. actually, the change should be being more bonded and happier times will be spent together!!! hahaha. we need another dance bonding. thursday is a good idea.:))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-2127474499269061112?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/2127474499269061112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=2127474499269061112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/2127474499269061112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/2127474499269061112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2007/08/thrash-it.html' title='THRASH IT!!!'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-6355286308723718187</id><published>2007-07-28T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T22:13:41.899+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'>happy 100th post day!!! NOT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HEYYY!!! this 100th post shall be a happy one!!! my blog is officially 100 posts old!! yay!! hahahahaa. i don't understand why i'm so happy. i should have nothing to rejoice about. the fact that i have 5 more chapters to study for geog makes it even more obvious why i can't be happy. been mugging since i came back around 4pm...ahhhhh. feel so sick now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;speech day ended around 12 plus. so we decided to go bugis and eat. so sorry geraldine!!! so sorry i couldn't go somewhere near school with u. went with jocelyn, nicole, shuzhen, amanda, sharon, regina and jou teng. but only nicole, jocelyn, shuzhen and i went together. cos the rest are rich and decided to eat at seoul garden. hahahah jk. we were gonna faint of starvation anytime soon and jus walked into the first source of energy that was suitable for us: FOOD COURT :D!!! hhahahah.. but when we went in, we realized that there were like zilch table for us. can u believe it??? not a single one. actually, there WAs one. but apparently, some pervertic old man that i do not wanna talk bout....snatched/stole/pinched/filched it from us. come to think of it, nicole, u should have jus shouted at him, " i'm sorry u pervertic old man but the seat's taken!!!" ok that's very mean. but it's jus that pervertic look on his face. it's as if he has PERVERT written on it or something. we were like so tired after walking 83292349634962934 rounds in the food court and had no choice but to go with fastfood. chose macs in the end. quite interesting. with the squishing of fries and all. ok shall not disgust u any further. hahah. but it's fun!! and i was the one who started it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Step 1: place french fry in the serviette.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Step 2: Wrap fry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Step 3: Pinch wrapped fry using fingers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Step 4: Unwrap fry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Step 5: Dip fry in tomato ketchup/curry sauce/BBQ sauce/chilli sauce before serving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Tips: Pinching and pressing fries is not as easy as it seems--they turn into a flat, soggy unappetising fry easily. To solve this problem, choose fries that are thicker and longer and tell yourself you're doing it for your health. so forget about how it looks!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff9900;"&gt;written and copyrighted: Glenda Khoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Glenda's secrets to healthy french fries&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff9900;"&gt;(available in all major bookstores)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA. so fun. i think next time my profession will be writing cookbooks. woohoo!!! my idol is Ng Siong Mui (actually, i have no idea what's that. i jus found it in one of my mum's cookbooks. what if it turns out to be a vegetable?) hahaha. jus kidding. i noe it's a person. she's really my idol. REaLLY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-6355286308723718187?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/6355286308723718187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=6355286308723718187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/6355286308723718187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/6355286308723718187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-100th-post-day-not.html' title='happy 100th post day!!! NOT.'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-9164584562335521184</id><published>2007-07-21T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T12:05:21.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo days'/><title type='text'>DANCE FANTASIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DANCE FANTASIA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;it's different cos of the audience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;woohoo!! i can't believe it's OVER!! the whole feeling was actually THERE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;i was like so scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;somehow, the feeling backstage was worse than syf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;maybe because the seniors were watching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;guin was like,"the population of buterflies is getting bigger."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;omg. she scared me. now, i can still feel butterflies. why can't they disappear. it's like post-butterflies. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;yesterday was like the most hectic day of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;i seem to have lots of hectic days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;but yesterday,i had no idea wad was going on in class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;well, abit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;we did a science test, and i practically conked out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;current and voltage makes me go crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;and i thought we get to skip 谚语 test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;but in the end, i spent 45 minutes doing 30 questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;the most infuriating thing was that, i spent 2 hours on thursday night, after the full dress rehearsal to rush the english report. amazingly, we did not hand it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;is my life great or wad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;lucky i didn't do tys, if not i could jus knock my head on the wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;so that was my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;DAY. not night yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;can u imagine what would happen a night???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;i can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;cos when i just woke up in the morning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;my mum came into the room and murdered me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;she said,"eh, if i don't go to ur concert can anot ah?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK??!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;she was explaining to me all the way to school why she can't go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EXCUSES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;so that is why i can't imagine what would happen at nite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;and thanks peiqi for being there for me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;i was worrying the whole day whether my mum would come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;do u noe that she has never missed my concert before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;like NEVER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#993399;"&gt;not once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#3366ff;"&gt;not even when in Kindergarten,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i was jus standing on stage,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;as a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;TREE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#3366ff;"&gt;even then, she took a million pictures of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;as a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;TREE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#3366ff;"&gt;even then, she smiled at me from the audience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;at a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;TREE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#3366ff;"&gt;even then, she said i did very well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;as a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;TREE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then how could she not come for this turning point of my life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;for this important concert i've worked so hard for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;for that few minutes on stage, i've danced my life out for more than a few months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but in the end, she came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and so did everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;and i danced like nothing else mattered in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-9164584562335521184?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/9164584562335521184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=9164584562335521184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/9164584562335521184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/9164584562335521184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2007/07/dance-fantasia.html' title='DANCE FANTASIA'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-8076611374973232139</id><published>2007-07-17T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T12:33:31.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the font is so weird. hahaha. this week is one of the most hectic weeks in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hi shuzhen here yup i agree!!! hetic week, jia you mouse!!!! ok, bye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shuzhen should not be beside me when i'm blogging. tsk tsk tsk. we went to SAJC for our first rehearsal yesterday. it was not so fantastic, well, i was talking bout our dance. the others were jus, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hi again, it was great!!=) deyi rocks!=) oh man. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i don't noe wad to say...i don't get wad this is all about. bit pointless... i have no idea wa o rite... so oh well, bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BYE!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-8076611374973232139?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/8076611374973232139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=8076611374973232139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/8076611374973232139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/8076611374973232139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2007/07/font-is-so-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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-20391373.post-5544418061198072348</id><published>2007-07-10T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T20:26:30.747+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting/exciting days'/><title type='text'>Coastal Clean-Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HYPER&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is the word!!!! basically, it describes everyone today. reasons why we're &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HYPER&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(repetition for emphasis, oh gosh. ms cheong it shows how much i miss u)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;COUNTLESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the lessons were quite the same, good thing no teacher were fuming mad at us or anything, otherwise our class spirit will be all the way to the bottom. i realize the beach really perks people up because after we're there, everyone's jus super happy, smiling and laughing like blooming idiots (omg i love the phrase, ms cheong!!!!!!), or at least i was. anyway, so we spent the first half and hour picking up...tiles? or other man-made materials found. one interesting thing was that shuzhen and i spent like 15 mins "dancing" at the edge of the water. something like running in towards the water and hopping backwards, not wanting to get wet. there was something that looked like a wire at first, but we suspect it's a jade necklace in the end, stuck in the sand, like really close to the waves.. however, we didn't even get it cos we were carried away blowing balloons. we started blowing while the 2 bdae girls weren't there. we sang birthday songs for them. here comes the uber fun part. hahaha. we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;DUnKED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; them!! peiqi was like laughing the whole way. michelle was super strong so she was still struggling, and like half-fell, half pushed in the water. peiqi didn't even land in the water but was plopped in the sand with a big bump. wonder if her back hurts.. so we had an encore!! hahahaha. threw her in, this time, in the water. and she was soaked!!! basically, i was standing by the side and laughing hysterically. the fun goes on. i was wet too. but u don't wanna noe how. [common practice on glenda's blog: emit the embarrassing details of the blogger's life] so we played some more, dunked, got wet then proceeded to wash up. maybe because we were so giddy with happiness, we accidentally went to the guy's changing room. i mean, they. &lt;em&gt;totally. &lt;/em&gt;ms pharm was like "get out! get oooout!!" couldn't get rid of like half the sand in my shoe, so i was still waddling around in the bus. didn't want to flood the seats, so we decided to stand. sang songs from "barney" to "stand up for singapore" all the way back to school. i can see that the number 1. hit was “小微”。or rather, "xiaoping". hahaha. had a really fun day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its the heart afraid of breaking that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;never learns to dance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its the dream afraid of walking that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;never takes the chance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its the one who won't be taken who&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cannot seem to give.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the soul afraid of dying that never&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seems to live &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;got this beautiful poem from...somewhere. in case it's copyrighted. hahaa. anyway, i feel that it's really touching. i have no idea why but still, it warmed my heart. it doesn't have any hidden meaning or motive to be placed here. i jus find it really nice and decided to share it with the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;oh yea. i found another thing, and decided to share it with the world too!!:)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Strawberry Ice Cream&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflavoricecreamareyouquiz/strawberry.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A bit shy and sensitive, you are sweet to the core.You often find yourself on the outside looking in.Insightful and pensive, you really understand how the world works.&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with chocolate chip ice cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatflavoricecreamareyouquiz/"&gt;What Flavor Ice Cream Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20391373-5544418061198072348?l=friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/feeds/5544418061198072348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20391373&amp;postID=5544418061198072348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/5544418061198072348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20391373/posts/default/5544418061198072348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://friendsareprecious-.blogspot.com/2007/07/coastal-clean-up.html' title='Coastal Clean-Up'/><author><name>[*~*glenDa//*~]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14113892533398801406</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>
