<?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-30388956</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:45:02.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WAVE YOUR HANDS UP IN THE AIR!!!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-116817504691596551</id><published>2007-01-07T19:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T21:04:06.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;time to update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Friday-NE learning journey + class bonding experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;to put it simply, it was fun, but it didn't turn out the way I planned.&lt;br /&gt;Amirah, Dory, Grace and I had planned some games for the class to play at Siloso Beach.&lt;br /&gt;But then we took so long to set up that by the time we finished, we couldn't play the games.&lt;br /&gt;I know, its so sad right?&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, lets start from the beginning, &lt;em&gt;shall we?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um, it started out as a usual day, went to school, morning assembly, blah blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;ah, &lt;strong&gt;after&lt;/strong&gt; morning assembly is when the fun starts.&lt;br /&gt;okay. all the sec 2s went to sit at the foyer to wait for the bus. each class gets their own bus; WHOO HOO! haha lol. =] so then 2/8 was the second last class to leave for their bus. grr humpf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;then Amirah, Dory and I were battling with Margaret to get the last row of seats.&lt;br /&gt;guess who won?? ME!!! haha. I was first up the bus, cos' Amirah spotted Margaret coming and told me to run.&lt;br /&gt;haha. so we won.&lt;br /&gt;I know, 2/8 fights over the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;stupidest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;then we made our way to 'Images of Singapore-A Wax Museum'&lt;br /&gt;so, Dory, Grace, Amanda, Margaret and I went in together holding our hands cos' it was so dark inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;then some of the wax people could MOVE! then we freaked and the whole of 2/8 screamed!!&lt;br /&gt;haha, then dory got scolded cos' she screamed too loud.&lt;br /&gt;heehee. then we had to go through the part where its supposed to be the 'Japanese Occupation'&lt;br /&gt;then got gunshots, so we were screaming the whole way.&lt;br /&gt;we left the building really fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;then we headed to Fort Siloso. where we spent most of our time playing in the playground and exploring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;after that, we went on down to Siloso Beach, where we played loads and ate loads!!!&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHA. haha. ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;okay. moving on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Saturday-sec 2 course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I grouped up with Aisyah, Dory and Miranda. we had to make a montage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;OUR MONTAGE WAS BEAUTIFUL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;but then we had to take a digital photo of it, so one of us had to bring it home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;then they all threw it to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;expecting me to bring it home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;they left it with me. so I was naturally pissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;now that I mention it, I'm still abit pissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sunday-church + wedding lunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;church was fun. the worship rocked! but the lync talk was a bit boring though. haha. but lync looks fun, maybe I wanna join. hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;okay, after church we rushed to pick popo and gong gong and dash to the lunch, where we met joel, jonas and their cousins on the other side of the family, alicia and vanessa(I think). oops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;all the kids sat at one table. JOEL ATE ALOT. ALOT. ALOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;heh. and they bullied jiejie. or vomitbaby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;MUHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;then we talked, and then we went to play outside. we played, um..um..MR WOLF, and SPIDERWEB, and CATCHING, and...and..SOME OTHER GAMES LARH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;then we talked for a while more, then we had to go. so sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;wah lau, joel antisocial man! he brought A BOOK to a WEDDING LUNCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;okay, gtg, byes.&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/30388956-116817504691596551?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/116817504691596551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=116817504691596551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116817504691596551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116817504691596551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2007/01/time-to-update_116817504691596551.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-116782195971929617</id><published>2007-01-03T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T18:59:21.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;today was the first day of school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;one, two, three:HYPERVENTILATE EVERYBODY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;kidding.okay. I woke up today with the very exciting thought of seeing my friends again and seeing (muhaha) the new sec 1s!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so I walked with my sister to the foyer, where we went our separate ways. to my horror, I found out that our class hasn't changed location. WE ARE STILL ON THE THIRD FLOOR. booooo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then when I walked in, I realized that the tables and chairs are in a mess, so everyone sat on the floor, and those who didn't manage to finish heymath copied off some people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;lols. so then we assembled in the hall, to wait for the sec 1s to make their appearance. whatever. then when they came in, everyone cheered and screamed and clapped. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but the sec 1s all pulled long faces!!! so anticlimax can?! lols. haha, we all soon got bored with clapping for people who don't even smile or look at us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;haiyah. so then talk and talk and talk, then the sec 3s and 4s went back, then we had to clap and cheer again for the sec1s to receive their badge. of course, we soon got bored with that again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;lols. so we went back to our class to face(ugh) mrs williams. oh man, she was wearing a short-sleeved dress, and she didn't wax/shave/epilate her armpits can?! so then she raised her arms, and I was sitting right in front of her. so you can imagine my expression. mortified!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I was staring at grace, then she was widening her eyes until they became the size of... ...octopus balls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAHAHA. kidding. lol. but they did go really big.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;then we went for recess, then came back and went to the hall for some weird talk, but mostly we were bullying sha .d by stuffing papers into her pinafore, unzipping her zip, unhooking her belt and pinning them together, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;we barely heard a word the teacher said, we were too busy laughing. sha.d had a hell of a time trying to undo the evil stuff we did. in the end she gave up and asked suhaila to help her with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;we are so evil!! then we went back to class to plan for the sentosa trip on friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;grace, amirah, dory and I are in charge of the bonding games. yay!! and cheryl is helping.:):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;we decided to play aladdin's mat, and blindman's buff, and some other games. before we could get into the details, the bell rang. tomorrow there's lessons, so bad, and I finished my tuition homework already!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;gotta bake brownies tomorrow.&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/30388956-116782195971929617?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/116782195971929617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=116782195971929617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116782195971929617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116782195971929617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2007/01/today-was-first-day-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-116686027258099826</id><published>2006-12-23T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T15:51:12.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;ami asked me to do this quiz, so, HERE I AM!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;1)name 13 friends who come straight to your mind. don't cheat and read the questions first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;2)answer the questions(obvious much??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;3)then tag 6 people to do it(MUAHAHAHA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;13 wonderful people that come to mind(not in order of preference):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;1.Dory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;2.Aisyah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;3.Amirah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;4.Suhaila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;5.Liyana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;6.Putri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;7.Jeanette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;8.Amy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;9.Sharifah.D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;10.Sharifah.R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;11.Estelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;12.Alicia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;13.Gracia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;1.How did you meet 10?[Sharifah.R]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;In school, of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;2.What would happen if you had never met 1?[Dory]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Probably die. And yes, I mean it.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;3.What would you do if 6 and 2 dated?[2-Aisyah, 6-Putri]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Um, speaking from a complete 3rd party observer with absolutely no personal interest in the matter, I seriously don't think they'd match as lovers. Maybe they should stay as friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;4.Have you seen 4 cry?[Suhaila]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;5.Do you think 10 is cute?[Sharifah.R]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Hmm, yes, in a legitimate way, I suppose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;6.How did you get to know 8?[Amy]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;In school, while we were partners doing a literature project.=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;7.Would you go on a date with 12?[Alicia]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;She's my church friend, and super-duper-DUPER nice, so, YES.=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;8.What is 7's favourite colour?[Jeanette]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Eh..not sure.=p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;9.What would you do if 6 confesses that he/she loved you?[Putri]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;1.She would never do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;2.If she did, she would probably be drunk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;3.I'd probably laugh and say," me too." LOL.=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;10.State the facts about 9.[Sharifah.D]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;She's in my class at school, is super nice, and I love her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;End of story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;11.Who is 4 going out with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I seriously don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;12.Who is 5 to you?[Liyana]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;One of my CLOSEST friends and is really nice and smart and..and....did I mention smart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;13.Would you live with 13?[Gracia]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;14.Is 2 single?[Aisyah]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I..don't think so.(Boys:AWWWWWW!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;15.What do you think about 3?[Amirah]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;She's great, I love her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;16.Whats the best thing about 8?[Amy]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Her laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;17.What do you like about 11?[Estelle]&lt;br /&gt;Everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;18.Favourite memory with 6?[Putri]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Laughing about nothing in class during history. oops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;6 people to do this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;1.ANYBODY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;2.ANYBODY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;3.did I mention ANYBODY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;4.Number 1 of the above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;5.Number 2 of the above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;6.All of the above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I'M DONE!!! YAYYY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-116686027258099826?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/116686027258099826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=116686027258099826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116686027258099826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116686027258099826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/12/ami-asked-me-to-do-this-quiz-so-here-i.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-116652505039694907</id><published>2006-12-19T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T18:44:11.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from hong kong. it was super fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, I shall recount everything bit by bit to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, 12th december&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 3.45 am. buh-rutal. washed up and left for airport. halfway, I realized I forgot to pack deodorant. damn.&lt;br /&gt;met the rest at the airport, started to miss jie and dory. waited for an hour+ before boarding the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the plane&lt;br /&gt;SLEPT!&lt;br /&gt;woke up to the shouts of ben and dominic(dominic so cute!!!) a while before the plane landed.&lt;br /&gt;went to the hotel and rested a while before going to lunch with jiejie sharon at some posh restaurant.met joel and jonas there(sigh, all my nephews are boys). those two addicted to gameboy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked around after lunch, then went back to the hotel and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;went to oceanpark with joel and jonas. hais. joel disappointed me by losing in the go-kart race. I bet on him to win mah. bought balloons. went for dinner again with jiejie sharon, came back.&lt;br /&gt;we were supposed to have a pre-wedding party and it was supposed to be held at our room.&lt;br /&gt;used the balloons as deco. heehee. watched a horror show on the bed with joel and jonas. idiots, they kept scaring me. but super fun. then went up to their room to plan tricks to play on uncle vincent.&lt;br /&gt;1st trick: he has to pole-dance!! with uncle lenny as the pole!!! HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;2nd trick:he has to dance and sing to pussycat dolls-dontcha. DOUBLE HAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;we stayed up till 12-something am to plan!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;uncle vincent came to collect the bride. the plan went perfectly!!!&lt;br /&gt;it was freaking hilarious!!&lt;br /&gt;the wedding was really nice. but I was in a bad mood cause I was made to carry the stupid HEAVY train.&lt;br /&gt;bah. humpf.&lt;br /&gt;at night, I went over to joel and jonas' room to watch tv. I was super close to them during the trip. haha. we were all addicted to discovery channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;went macau with popo, gonggong and uncle lenny and aunty mary. went to the grave. popo cried.&lt;br /&gt;didn't meet joel and jonas at all. but I bought a new wallet.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;shopping again. then went back to the hotel to wait for the airport shuttle. oplayed with benedict and dominic. so cute. the whole bus ride there I played with them.&lt;br /&gt;DOMINIC WAS SO CUTE!!! he kept saying,"LOOK! TRUCK! LOOK! TRUCK!"&lt;br /&gt;so cute!&lt;br /&gt;at the airport, they had to deflate my balloons. so sad. thenthenthen, uncle lenny let go of my balloon and it floated up. then dominic was SUPER CUTE HERE. he looked and said,"what are you going to do?" like, so many times.&lt;br /&gt;so my mom asked him what we should do. then he said,"ask the man to take long long ladder and climb up there."&lt;br /&gt;then he said to me,"wait here, don't move. I take for you."&lt;br /&gt;*SWOONS*&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;on the plane home, we watched pink panther!!&lt;br /&gt;on uncle victor's labtop.&lt;br /&gt;joel and jonas took SIA home. lucky.:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DORY!! COME AND COLLECT YOUR PRESENT!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-116652505039694907?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/116652505039694907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=116652505039694907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116652505039694907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116652505039694907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello-everyone-im-back-from-hong-kong.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-116522270963848671</id><published>2006-12-04T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T16:58:39.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MY BIRTHDAY IS COMING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO KIMMIE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAAAPPY BIRTHDAY TOOO MEEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*glass shatters*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I'm going sentosa with dory, aisyah, suhaila and liyana on thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;we're gonna play the luge!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;whee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;my mom gave me my allowance in cash specially for that.=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;$60. $20 I spent on my sisters coveted 'reaching for the stars' soundtrack. haha. but at least she bought me the 'goong' soundtrack in return. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;yay! so nice nice nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;especially perhaps love. ahh..my fav from 'goong'! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;but now I am not so obsessed with 'goong' cos I have a new draa serial that I lovelovelove! &lt;3&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;'reaching for the stars' ooh...so nice!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I apologise for the weirdo behavior, I am high due to approaching birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;YAYYAYYAYYAYYAYYAYYAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;aw, who am I kidding? I'm high all the time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;sheesh. someone slap me on the face to wake me up, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;*pow*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;HEY, I DIDN'T MEAN IT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;kidding. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;anyway, my fingernails are painted in a french manicure and my toenails are painted alternate pink and coral coloured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I hope I can keep them perfect until thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;lets see, what am I doing on wednesday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I think I'm going swensons with my family. for dinner. everybodys gonna be out on my birthday. can you believe it?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;my mom and dad has to work and my sis has band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I miss dory! I miss aisyah! I miss amirah! I miss suhaila! I miss liyana! I miss schoo-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;okay, I'm not that far gone yet.=] sigh. I keep wanting to do heymaths but I'm too lazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I can't wait for..lets see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;wednesday-my birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;thursday-sentosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;26th dec-wildwildwet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;sigh. I'm so bored at home. at least dory has choir to keep her busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;my mom and dad had a fight over toys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;but I think its okay now. I don't really wanna talk about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I wonder what our juniors next year will be like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;will they be fun like us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;or will they be super hardworking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;hmm..question to think about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;grrr. why won't anyone come online?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;oh yeah. have to remember to bring all the gifts on thursday. so far, only dory and amirah has received theirs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;wait'll you see what I have for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I bargained and bargained in china until I finally got them for the price I wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;okay fine. MY MOM bargained for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;happy, scepticals?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;to: aisyah, dory, suhaila, liyana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;BRING LOTS OF MONEY ON THURSDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I dunno how much the rides will cost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;my sis said three rides for $15.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;but I dunno if the promotion is still going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;so, better to bring lots of money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;plus, we're going on the cable car too. I think. unless you guys are scared of heights..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;what should I write about now? I mean, type about now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;ooh, how 'bout what the senior class is doing for christmas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;we're singing and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I'm the co-MC.(is that how you spell it? or is it emcee? whatever)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;anyway, I had to touch up my french manicure twice already cos' I scratched too hard and some of the paint chipped off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;but all in all, its still considered perfect and can safely be up to salon standards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;except maybe for my toes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I never really was a toe painter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;maybe cos' my arms are too short...=[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hey. guess what my mom got me for my birthday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;she got me an epilator!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;in case you don't know what an epilator is, its a gentle way of waxing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;as in, it pulls out your hair, but its doesn't hurt at all. get it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I epilated my legs and 1 arm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and no, it doesn't hurt. cos' if it did, I wouldn't us it cos' I'm super scared of pain, just like my sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;haha. the best part is, it won't grow back so fast cos' it pulls the hair out by the root, so I only need to epilate once a month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;okay.I am really bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I woke up at 12 pm this morning. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I slept at 12-something last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;almost 1 am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;so I slept for 11 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hm. not bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;whoa. its already 4-something. the days are gonna pass by really fast if I keep going like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;are you sure its almost 4-something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yes, its 4-something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;gee, I wish I could bring all my friends to hong kong with me, then I won't be so bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm gonna be the only teenager there, cos' my sister isn't going and the only othe rkids are my distant nephews, whom I don't talk to much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;am I bored? yes, I'm bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;see? I'm so bored I'm starting to type gibberish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I know! I'll type animal facts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ANIMAL FACTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;WINGS AND FEATHERS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A hummingbird's heart beats 1,260 times a minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Turkeys will peck to death members of the flock who are physically inferior or different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;How fast can a woodpecker peck? 20 times a SECOND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Owls are one of the few birds that can see the colour blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A raptor(a bird of prey) cannot unlock its toes from the animal its carrying until it lands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You can take a healthy homing pigeon 500 miles(805 km) from its loft and release it, and it will still return home in 24 hours, even if blinfolded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;CREATURES OF THE DEEP:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;A shrimp's heart is located in its head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;The tongue of the blue whale weighs more than most elephants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;The most common name for pet goldfish? Jaws.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;A 400 million-year-old fish, the coelacanth(see-la-kanth), once thought to be extinct, is still living today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Fish are found at virtually all depths. In 1960, scientists on board the bathyscape Trieste discovered a flatfish happily swimming at a depth of 35 800 feet(10 912 m). as recently as 1930, scientists believed that life was impossible below a depth of 1 800 feet(549m).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Indigestion can be dangerous for fish. The build-up of gases inside its body can caus eit to float to the surface where it can be eaten by birds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Sharks have no air bladders, so they must swim constantly or they'll sink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;A lobster's blood is colourless, but when exposed to the air, it develops a bluish tint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-116522270963848671?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/116522270963848671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=116522270963848671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116522270963848671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116522270963848671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-birthday-is-coming-happy-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-116504234932068460</id><published>2006-12-02T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T14:52:38.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NEW FAVOURITE SONG!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anything But Ordinary, by Avril Lavigne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;its been playing in my head for a few days now.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Sometimes I get so weird, I even freak myself out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I laugh myself to sleep, its my lullaby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Sometimes I drive so fast, just to feel the danger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I want to scream it makes me feel alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Is it enough to love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Is it enough to breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Somebody rip my heart out, and leave me here to bleed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Is it enough to die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Somebody save my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'd rather be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Anything but ordinary please&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;To walk within the lines. would make my life so boring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I want to knnow that I have been, to the extreme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;So knock me off my feet, come on now give it to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Anything to make me feel alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Bridge:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Let down your defences, use no common sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;If you look, you will see, that this world is a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Beautiful, accident, turbulent, succulent, opulent, permanent, no way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I wanna taste it, don't wanna waste it, away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sometimes I get so weird, I even freak myself out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I laugh myself to sleep its my lullaby..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and yet another one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My World, by Avril Lavigne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Please tell me what is taking place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cos' I can't seem to find a trace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Guess it mus have got erased somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Probably cos' I always forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Everytime someone tells me their name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Its always gotta be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Never more cover up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Always beat the boys up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Grew up in a 5000 population town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Made my money by cutting grass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Got fired by a fried chicken ASSI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;All in a small town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;You know I always stay up without sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And think to myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Where do I belong forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;In whose arms the time and place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Can't help it if I space in a daze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My eyes tune out the other way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I may switch off and go in a daydream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;In this head my thoughts are deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sometimes I can't even speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Would someone be and not pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm off again in my world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I never spend less than an hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Washing my hair in the shower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;It always takes 5 hours to make it straight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So I'll braid it in a million braids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Though it may take all frigging day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;There's nothing else better to do anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;When you're all alone in the lands of forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Lay under the milkyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;On and on its getting too late out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I'm not in love this time, this night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Take some time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Mellow out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Party it up, but don't fall down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Don't get caught&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Sneak out of the house&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/30388956-116504234932068460?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/116504234932068460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=116504234932068460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116504234932068460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116504234932068460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/12/new-favourite-song-anything-but.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-116453864960853195</id><published>2006-11-26T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T18:57:29.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;whee. went tampines with amirah and dory, like, friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;watched HAPPYFEET!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;so funny!! especially one of the little penguins whos scared of heights. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;anyways, I met dory first at the mrt station cos' we wanted to eat lunch first before amirah came, cos' she was eating lunch at home. then we were arguing where to go for lunch. we ended up eating long john silvers. *sigh* at least dory enjoyed it. I stole her fries. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;then amirah met us just as we finished lunch, then we went to umeya to get dried mango. yippee, so nice! then, we headed off to the cinema!! and bought snacks and stuff. then we went in and laughed hysterically at nonsense before the movie started. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;after the movie, amirah and dory needed to go to the toilet. so I held their bags while they went. then we took neoprints!! haha. then amirah and I took number 10 home while dory took number 9. *sniff sniff* so sad right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;on saturday, I woke up super late, and then we went to fetch my sister from band. after we ate katong laksa(yum yum!!!), my dad dropped me off at parkway parade to get my most-craved mango ice blended.(hears hallelujah chorus) haha. then we went home and watched the new cd until night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;TODAY, we went to church where we did nothing but play the piano. lols. afterwards we went for lunch with popo and gong gong at the carlton hotel, then we went to popo's house and watched the cd somemore!! after we left popo's place, my mom dropped me off at bethany's house so I could pass her the sunglasses and a letter. she told me to leave it in the oreo box in the shoe cabinet. thanks for the letter and keychain, bethany!! :):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;then we went home, and disaster struck!!! okay, just kidding. we got locked out of the house cos' my mom couldn't find the key. grr. so then we decided to go to cold storage to buy snacks for when dory comes. haha. bought loads of snacks, even one BIG BIG box of toblerone. heehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DORYS COMING TOMORROW!!! should I go to the church with her? hmmm..&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/30388956-116453864960853195?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/116453864960853195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=116453864960853195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116453864960853195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116453864960853195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/11/whee.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-116433036626602896</id><published>2006-11-24T08:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T09:06:07.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I just got back from beijing! so fun. and so C.O.L.D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;haha. okay, I'm gonna tell you my whole trip, so listen carefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Saturday morning, 2 am:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;TAKE-OFF!!! 6hr plane ride to beijing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;movies shown:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;the devil wears prada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;my super ex-girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;the break-up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;john tucker must die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but I couldn't watch anything cos' some idiot changed the language to spanish. grrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Saturday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;REACHED!! took a taxi to the hotel, crowne plaza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;the hotel room is so nice!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;then after we put down our stuff and rested a while, we went to the summer palace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;its so nice. that day wasn't that cold yet, it was about...10 degrees?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;about there. then we found this really cool place where there are alot of rocks, so my sis and I climbed them. but I scratched my leg on a branch. then we walked to the long corridor, or Chang Lang. its super long, and there are pictures on the ceiling which are so pretty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;yep, thats about it for saturday. oh, I didn't sleep well that night, maybe cos' I wasn't used to the bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Sunday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;we went to the GREAT WALL!!!! we took a cable car up halfway, then we wanted to do this super challenging part. its this very very long STEEP ROW OF STAIRS. my sister was saying tht it probably was a thousand steps. it was quite far away from where we were, but I insisted that we do it. so while we were climbing there, we noticed that alot of pupils were there too. and I mean alot. I think there was 1 or 2 levels there. so they were walking past us. then I kept looking back and seeing somemore coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;okay, so then we reached the stairs, and we started climbing. I went on first, cos' my mom and sis kept stopping to rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;then then then, I REACHED THE TOP!!! so I went down again with mom and sis. while we were walking right, there were 2 boys who were running down the stairs. my mom said they were nuts and she saiod they'll fall. so then we reached the bottom, and we looked up and saw 1 of the boys from just now limping down the stairs with his arms around 2 of his friends. he sprained his ankle I think. so my mom was like,"see? I told you." then suddenly there was alot of commotion near the middle. and we heard some of them talking and learned that the OTHER boy fell down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;but this time it was more serious. he broke his leg and he hit his head and it was bleeding. we were so freaked out. so then we left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I wonder how the boy is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Monday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;we went...*dramatic pause* SHOPPING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;at silk street. its this place where the prices are ridiculously high, but you have to bargain until its ridiculously low. so our first stop was at a jacket shop or something. I forgot, but we bought quite alot of stuff that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Tuesday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;we went to the forbidden city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;that was the worst. IT WAS SUPER COLD. and so boring. my sis and I waited outside on the steps and shivered while my mom went into all the rooms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;then we went starbucks(yes, they do have starbucks there) and bought hot chocolate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;then we went shopping again at this place called ya xiu. its the same as silk street. we bought more stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;we went to the yonghe lamaser, which was a waste of time cos' it was so smelly and all the rooms looked the same. so then. guess where we went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;yes, shopping again. at hongqiao, the pearl market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I finished buying my gifts there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Thursday, last dayD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;we just lazed around in the hotel and then later we walked out and went on a CD shopping spree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the CDs there are so cheap! its all like, 20 RMB, which is S$4!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;haha. then we went to the airport and waited around until it was time to board.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Thursday, 11.30pm:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;TOOK OFF!! I watched the devil wears prada and my super ex-girlfriend. thank goodness the tv wasn't in spanish again.haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;okay. wanna know what I bought?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;For myself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;adidas jacket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;roxy jacket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;billabong shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;furry boots with pompoms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;boots with no pompoms-fur on the inside instead of outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;lacoste shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;3 pearl necklaces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;a cariacature of my sis and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;a drawing of my chinese name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;white and orange down coat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;leather gloves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;white wool beanie cap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;emperor poker cards(poker cards with the picture of famours emperors on them)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;avril lavigne CD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;rihanna CD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;pussycat dolls CD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;TWINS CD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;JJ lin CD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;jolin CD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;yep, thats all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;my sis:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;adidas jacket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;roxy jacket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;roxy shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;brown leather boots with heel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;white knee high cowboy boots with heel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;converse shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;a cariacature of me and her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;drawing of her chinese name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;white down coat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;red wool beanie cap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;avril lavigne CD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;rihanna CD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;pussycat dolls CD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;TWINS CD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;JJ lin CD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;jolin CD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and some drama serials.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;what I bought for my friends:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Bethany: ferragamo white sunglasses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Aisyah:small designed perfune bottle with perfume inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Dory:drawing of her name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Amirah:pink bangle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Liyana:green swarvroski(dunno how to spell) pendant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Suhaila:silver bracelet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;yes, I'd say it was a very successful trip indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;oh, and margaret? I couldn't find your hello kitty marshmallows. sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-116433036626602896?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/116433036626602896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=116433036626602896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116433036626602896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116433036626602896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-just-got-back-from-beijing-so-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-116368058353699184</id><published>2006-11-16T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T20:36:23.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;YAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;going beijing tomorrow. have to reach airport at, like, 11 pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;haha, packed today. it was so weird, at first my sister was like screaming at me to pack, but then later she just dumped a few pieces of clothings on her bed and went downstairs to watch TV. (she didn't even pack underwear!!!) so in the end, I was screaming at her to finish packing. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sometimes I feel more like the older sister than the baby of the family. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;you look into our rooms and you can see who the neater one is. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;anyway, I'm gonna miss you guys!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;aisyah, amirah, dory, liyana, suhaila, amy, amanda, gracie, putri, jeanette...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and so on and so forth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm very sentimental. *sniff*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;but my mom is giving me S$50, which is like $250 RMB, so I think I can get you all a small present!! with money left over(I HOPE!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;haha, I packed all my stuff into pouches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I have, like 4 pouches altogether.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;sigh, I can't wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;watching jue dui superstar now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;some of the contestants really suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;you know what? something really freaky happened to me today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I was looking over the back door to see the kitties and sandy and rusty and pearl, and the moment I popped my head over I saw the caucasian owner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I was so freaked out I almost fell off the ladder in shock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;so then I clambered down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;thank goodness he didn't see me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;he was too busy cooing to one of the cats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW HE WAS HOME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I almost died. in fact, when I tried to feel my pulse, I was like,"I can't feel my pulse.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;they have this super cute kitty called ginger!! I wanna touch it. so cute! when I pop my head over, she will look at me with big big BIG eyes. like shes so shocked to see me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;shes so CUTE!!! AHHH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;oh, and kitty is also over there. her name is now abby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;so lazy, she sleeps all day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;oh and they have this fat fat fat white kitty called jasmine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I'm so excited to climb the great wall. my mom's so lazy, shes taking cable car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;WHERES THE EXCITEMENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHERES TH EXHILARATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;WHERES THE SENSE OF ACCOMPLISHMENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;WHERES THE FEELING OF ENJOYMENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;IN TAKING CABLE CAR??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;*pauses to take breath*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I resolve  to try and persuade her to climb with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the scenery is b-e-a-utiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I also resolve to try to sleep tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;actually it doesn't really matter whether I sleep tonight, cos' our flight is at 2 am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;and we have three hours at the airport before we fly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;so, other than reading, I can sleep too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;oh man, I'm really gonna miss you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;in fact, I'm missing all of you already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-116368058353699184?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/116368058353699184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=116368058353699184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116368058353699184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116368058353699184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/11/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-116340379384918279</id><published>2006-11-13T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T15:43:13.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I woke up at like...12 something today cos' I couldn't sleep last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;not that I couldn't sleep, I was expecting my sister to come over, so I was waiting...and waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lols. anyway, today, when I woke up, I started watching aquamarine on the DVD portable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;so cute, the story. I had french fries for lunch with tomato ketchup, by the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and now I'm watching goong 1.5 with english subtitles on youtube. its so hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my plans for today? do heymaths, read, use the computer and watch TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oh yeah, crave mango ice blended and crave swimming too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;count-down to china-tuesday, wednesday, thursday and friday morning, afternoon, and evening.(we're flying off at night).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-116340379384918279?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/116340379384918279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=116340379384918279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116340379384918279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116340379384918279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-woke-up-at-like.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-116334143134727332</id><published>2006-11-12T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T22:23:51.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MUMMY LOVED MY PRESENT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;but unfortunately our "dearest" daddy told her that it was from ALL OF US. I didn't say anything, cos' he paid for it. :p hehheh. we woke up at like 6.00 JUST to fetch her from the airport, see how nice we are? haha. I didn't even brush my teeth before we left for the airport to pick her up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has dory come back from choir camp yet? I thought the last day was today? I need contact with my FRIENDS!!! so then afterwards I didn't want to go to church, so I walked from raffles city to suntec city, where we saw MANY MANY tourists. actually I don't even know why the tourists come so early, the shops aren't even open until 10.30 am. ooh, maybe they're here to sign up for the Duck Tours thingy..whatever; doesn't matter anyway, I'm never gonna see them again. does that sound too mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;we went to times, which was one of the only shops around that was actually open. I browsed around the teenage section, where I saw my coveted jacqueline wilson book(s). haha lols. so I trekked around the store, stepping over many readers sitting down, and finally found her at the travel section. my mom told me to go to the library to find the beijing travel book. hehe, but I dunno how to go to the library, so I'm waiting for my sister to accompany me. *put on innocent look*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;haha. then later we went to pick up sis and estie from church, and went for lunch at raffles city. after that, estie followed us home and she, my sis and mum played&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MAHJONG&lt;/em&gt;. EW, EW, AND DOUBLE EW. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I played happyland adventures and stole their cookies. :p haha. then I fell asleep on the curvy nice nice chair. lols. when I woke up, I finished my book! I'm gonna bring the other one on the plane to china.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;omg, my father has been watching this retarded yet super duper hilarious show. this guy, his name is robert, he had this fight with the girl he liked, so he went to her house to say sorry, right? then talk talk talk, the girl refuses to listen to him, and slams the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;moments later the girl opens the door again, and the guy is standing in the exact same place. then they have a conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Girl: Did I just cut off your finger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Boy:-y-eah..will you pick it up and put it on ice please? I can't look at it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;*girl hesistates*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Boy:WILL YOU HURRY UP?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;*girl picks up the finger*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;finger gets sewn back on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;okay, so then this guy runs into some baddies, and the finger drops off again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;he goes into some house and puts it on ice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;then this dog comes while the guy is on the phone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;AND GUESS WHAT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;THE DOG STEALS THE FINGER!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;and so its holding it in its mouth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;and the guy is talking on the phone and talking to the dog at the same time..then the guy on the phone is talking alot, so the guy has to listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;AND THE DOG EATS THE FINGER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I was laughing like mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;guess what I had for dinner today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;FRENCH FRIES AND CHICKEN WINGS..ONLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;you can stop drooling and mop up that puddle on the floor now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;haha just kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;my sister is addicted to this show, tree of heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the main actress in it is acting in goong 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hmm, maybe I'll watch it then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;anyway, I realise that that girl almost always gets abused in the show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;so sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I gotta sleep, so byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;P.S. dory when are you coming back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-116334143134727332?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/116334143134727332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=116334143134727332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116334143134727332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116334143134727332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/11/mummy-loved-my-present-but.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-116324725255006508</id><published>2006-11-11T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T20:14:12.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;feeling superbly sad today, although there were some fun parts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;missing dory badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dory come back!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;boo hoo. well, anyway, I went to parkway with my father this morning n the hopes of finally getting the oh-so-delicious mango ice blended bubble tea I have been craving for ages, but the store was closed. so, after my father was finished with his banking stuff, we went home. I then lazed around until my sis called to tell us she was ready to be picked up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;after my sister was picked up, my father suggested we go to tampines to eat pizza for lunch, which cheered me up abit. but then. we couldn't find a stupid parking spot&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;then we got one, and the lady next to us took ages to come out. we were actually waiting for her, but she took so long that another car came out first, so we took that one instead, it was not until we reached the lift that she FINALLY came out. we were laughing like mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then after lunch, we went to browse around at a DVD shop, where my sister bought a VCD for $8. the girl is uber pretty! she acted in "autumn in my heart" too. yepp. but after wtaching the show, I concluded this: almost all korean dramas end with the girl dying of CANCER. you see, in "love story in harvard", the girl got cancer, but fortunately she didn't die. and in "autumn in my heart"(which is uber uber nice), the girl (which acted in this show too), died of cancer, and in this show, THE SAME GIRL DIED OF CANCER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;geez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;but the show was nice, although the male lead was a tad spastic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;then we walked out to bedok food centre, where we had super nice hokkien mee for dinner, and now I'm so full.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yay. mummys coming back tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;oh, did I mention? I bought 2 bouquets of flowers for mummy:1 bouquet has 2 teddies inside, and the other one has a super cute panda handphone keychain inside, but unfortunately the panda has a spastic song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;poor thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;okay, my "VERY NICE" sister is forcing me to give up the computer to her, so byes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-116324725255006508?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/116324725255006508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=116324725255006508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116324725255006508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116324725255006508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/11/feeling-superbly-sad-today-although.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-116315742798882327</id><published>2006-11-10T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:17:08.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh. when will december ever come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going beijing next saturday. I didn't even know until yesterday! I mean, I knew we were going beijing, but I didn't know WHEN. get the picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so heres how the conversation went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura:*counting on fingers* we're going beijing next saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Me: O_o *blink blink* WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;Laura:*gives me weird look, says slowly* we're going beijing next saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Me:are you sure?&lt;br /&gt;Laura:yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Me: how come I didn't know?&lt;br /&gt;Laura: *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepps. I still feel mortified thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today, I was playing happyland, and I realized how dark it was. so I asked my sister what time it was. heres how the conversation went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:*playing happyland furiously* jie, what time is it?&lt;br /&gt;Laura: 5.30 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Me: O_o harh? how can? I thought it was only 2-something!&lt;br /&gt;Laura:*rolls eyes* you WOKE UP at 2-something, kim.&lt;br /&gt;Me: *scoffs* I did not wake up at 2-something. I woke up at 10-something and lazed in bed and watch princess hours on youtube.&lt;br /&gt;Laura: whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see how blur I am? I am lost and confused without dory here.&lt;br /&gt;dory hope you're having fun at choir camp, cos' I'M NOT HAVING FUN AT HOME!THERES ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO FRIGGING DO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, at least theres Thats So Raven to watch now since  its 7.00 pm.&lt;br /&gt;and crap, dinners here.&lt;br /&gt;not really hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the asian version of 'Breaking Free' just played on disney channel.&lt;br /&gt;personally I think the original one is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and raven is SO GULLIBLE!&lt;br /&gt;boo her. its so AHB-VIOUS her brothers lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you people obviously have no idea what I'm talking about, so never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, the girl acting as coreys girlfriend is SO. FAKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! my mummy wants my sister and I to bake cookies for her!!&lt;br /&gt;whoots! we can bake them tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-116315742798882327?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/116315742798882327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=116315742798882327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116315742798882327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116315742798882327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/11/sigh_10.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-116313516461676212</id><published>2006-11-10T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T13:06:04.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh. dory went home yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am missing her baaadly. just woke up, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so freakishly bored. so, I shall make a quiz!&lt;br /&gt;everyone clap their hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaaaaaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1). what is your full name?&lt;br /&gt;Kimberly Rachel Teh Yu Ling&lt;br /&gt;2).what is your age?&lt;br /&gt;12 going on 13.&lt;br /&gt;3).who are your good/best friends?&lt;br /&gt;hmm, lets see. bethany, dory, aisyah, amirah, liyana, suhaila, amy, gracie, margaret(coughs), amanda, and more and more and more.&lt;br /&gt;4).name one person who  you can tell everything to without them laughing at you.&lt;br /&gt;hm. dory, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;5).if you had the chance, what would be one thing you would change in your life?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno, nothing I guess, because you learn from your mistakes. =)&lt;br /&gt;6).where would be your ideal holiday with your FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;america. we would travel to san diego, las vegas, los angelos, san francisco, and other places.&lt;br /&gt;7).if you had three wishes, what would they be?&lt;br /&gt;1-for as many wishes as I want.&lt;br /&gt;2-for unlimited amount of money.&lt;br /&gt;3-for a credit card that  never runs out of money and the bank helps me to pay for it.=)&lt;br /&gt;8).what would be your reaction if someone tries to corner you and rob you?&lt;br /&gt;if its a man, I'll probably kick him where it hurts. 1 kick will paralyze him, 2 kicks will knock him out, 3 kicks will make him a her. if its a woman(unlikely), I'll probably go for the face.&lt;br /&gt;9).if there was a tsunami, and your 2 best friends were swept away, which one would you save first?&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't, I'll be waiting at the bottom with a boat.&lt;br /&gt;10). answer this IQ question. Daniel was hiding under a table at a party. he could see 20 pairs of legs. suddenly the guests were told to go into the dining room for dinner, so everybody except daniel left the room. however, daniel could still see 3 pairs of legs. how?&lt;br /&gt;simple. but I shan't type the answer yet, if not people will just lift the answer from here.&lt;br /&gt;11).where would you go for your honeymoon?&lt;br /&gt;Fiji.&lt;br /&gt;12).are  you a christian?&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;13).do you prefer eating in or out?&lt;br /&gt;for now, I prefer eating out.&lt;br /&gt;14).do you prefer labtops or desktops?&lt;br /&gt;labtops.&lt;br /&gt;15).if you had unlimited amount of money, what would be the first thing you buy?&lt;br /&gt;all my friends presents, then we'd go wild wild wet together.&lt;br /&gt;16). what is your worst phobia?&lt;br /&gt;insects.&lt;br /&gt;17).do you prefer dark colours or light colours?&lt;br /&gt;light, bright colours.&lt;br /&gt;18). do you prefer machine made stuff or hand made stuff?&lt;br /&gt;depends.&lt;br /&gt;19).if you were to die, and you had two choices, either burn to death or freeze to death, which would you choose?&lt;br /&gt;neither, I'd rather wait for God to take me home to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;20).how would you like to spend your birthday? or what present would you like?&lt;br /&gt;I've already decided, I'm going wild wild wet with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;21).do you like to clip your hair or tie your hair?&lt;br /&gt;when its wet, clip, when its dry or when I'm going out, tie.&lt;br /&gt;22).do you prefer campsites or hotels?&lt;br /&gt;definitely hotels.&lt;br /&gt;23).whats the weather outside now?&lt;br /&gt;it just stopped raining.&lt;br /&gt;24). do you like to sleep with aircon?&lt;br /&gt;DUH, unless I have a blocked nose.&lt;br /&gt;25).what are your main plans for today?&lt;br /&gt;play happyland, icy tower, and maybe do a bit of heymath.&lt;br /&gt;26).what would be your ideal husband?&lt;br /&gt;love me, love God, love my family, does not gamble or smoke or abuse, and must never ever ever have an extra-marital affair.&lt;br /&gt;27).what is the first thing you do when you notice a cute boy checking you out?&lt;br /&gt;nothing. I march right past him.=D&lt;br /&gt;28).do you like a black background or white background for your blogskin?&lt;br /&gt;black. then  I can use many many colours!!&lt;br /&gt;29). are you starting to get annoyed with this quiz?&lt;br /&gt;no, cos' I made it!&lt;br /&gt;30).whats the main thing you say to a boy if he asks you on a date?&lt;br /&gt;maybe, see if I'm free.&lt;br /&gt;31).do you sleep very late?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;32).what do you do if someone you don't like asks you out?&lt;br /&gt;say no. what else?&lt;br /&gt;33).what is your favourite food?&lt;br /&gt;fries.&lt;br /&gt;34).what is your most recent injury?&lt;br /&gt;I fell down at rollerblading. actually I didn't intend to go rollerblading, dory forced me to.&lt;br /&gt;35). name 5 people to do this.&lt;br /&gt;1-Dory&lt;br /&gt;2-Aisyah&lt;br /&gt;3-Laura&lt;br /&gt;4-Amirah&lt;br /&gt;5-Bethany&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-116313516461676212?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/116313516461676212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=116313516461676212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116313516461676212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116313516461676212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/11/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-116307644812806313</id><published>2006-11-09T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T20:47:28.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;we were supposed to wake up at 9 0 clock today. no idea what happened; we woke up at 10.20.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;oops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;okay. so then we started to bake cookies. then, after we mixed everything, we realized that the instructions on the box was to bake at 350 o F.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so we were like,"WHAT THE-?" haha. then we rushed to the computer to convert it to degrees celcius.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;after we put it in the oven, we watched Bring It On-all or nothing. AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lols. then after that dory told me that our brownies were chao-ta(burnt) so we were so saaaaad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;then I went to the kitchen to get a drink, and saw the brownies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*thinks*"oh come on, if it smells that nice, it can't taste too bad.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;cuts one, puts on plate and walks out eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;looks at laura and dory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 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I need to find my jogathon card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;okay. not exactly what we were expecting to hear from her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;rushes around house trying to find jogathon card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;me and dory:...???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Laura(to me):eh, help me find leh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;me:*nonchalently sits down and eats brownie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;aunty yati comes in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;laura:I FOUND IT! YES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;sits down to eat brownie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;laura:eh, very nice leh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;*finishes whole tray of brownies*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;haha, just kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;then later me and dory rushed out to play with doggies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;then she went home!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;wah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;wah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;wah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;okay, I shall stop and console myself now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-116307644812806313?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/116307644812806313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=116307644812806313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116307644812806313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116307644812806313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/11/we-were-supposed-to-wake-up-at-9-0.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-116297081520886281</id><published>2006-11-08T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T15:26:55.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;dory came to my house for a sleepover from last friday till tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;it was so fun!!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Friday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;we had an open house briefing and afterthat, dory, jeanette, putri and I went to eat lunch before they had to go for choir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Saturday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;we had open house, which wasn't really that fun cos' not many people came. boo hoo. but we got free ribena and orange juice(which tasted weird, by the way).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and the performances rocked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;GO DRAMA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Sunday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;we had church, and after church dory and I went to a concert at jeanette's church. omg, it was so nice okay. like over 200 people were accepted into the Lord's kingdom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;many people cried, including a girl who was sitting next to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;aww so sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Monday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;we stayed home. I gave dory a french manicure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;at first she wanted to do it by herself, but it turned out terrible, so she gave in and let me do it for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Tuesday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;dory, my sister and I went BOWLING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and the arcade. okay fine. we played ONE game of bowling. the stupid bowling balls were so heavy that we only could play one game before our fingers almost dropped off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;then we went to the arcade where we played the para para thingy. the hand one was WAY easier than the feet stomping one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;there was this group of people who were doing it like so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;my sister was like, monopolizing the para para machine while dory and I were monopolizing the stomping machine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;heh. then later dory lost her wallet, but she found it at the counter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but so sad, someone stole all the money inside. we suspected the ugly boy wearing a black shirt and orange shoes, but he said it wasn't him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HAH. fat chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;we baked!! a cake. a chocolate cake with frosting and sugar and sprinkles and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;WE'RE ALL GOING TO GET DIABETIES(or however you spell it, you know what I mean)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;then we watched bruce almighty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND GUESS WHAT?! DORYS STAYING ONE MORE NIGHT!! YAYYAYYAYYAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bye for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh, my wounds healed and my flu's better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yay me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-116297081520886281?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/116297081520886281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=116297081520886281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116297081520886281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116297081520886281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/11/dory-came-to-my-house-for-sleepover.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-116254981884121326</id><published>2006-11-03T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T18:30:19.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yet another quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;1) If you could give yourself a new name, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I dunno. I like my name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;2) Use ONLY three words to describe yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;friendly, kind(most of the time), um, loyal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;3) What it one thing you want to do before you die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;hmm. not sure. right now I'm focusing on getting well soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;4) Who are the most immature people you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'm not gonna ay any names, I'M NOT GONNA SAY ANY NAMES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;5) What season is your country in now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;summer, next season will also be summer, cos' THERE ARE NO SEASONS IN SINGAPORE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;6) Prefer spring, summer,autumn or winter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;autumn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;7) Own a pet?If yes, list name of pet(s) and breed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;hmm. I dunno if you count this as a pet, but I've gotta kitty called caramel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;8) Name the language(s) you are able to speak FLUENTLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;english, chinese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;9) Favourite people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;mum, dad, laura, bethany, dory, aisyah, amirah, and quite alot more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;10) When is your birthday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;6th December 1993.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;11) Who do you strongly dislike most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I refuse to answer that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;12) Answer this IQ question: A man married his widow's sister. How did he do that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;but widow means a woman whose husband has died right?...so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;13) How many passports do you own?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;14) Most hated subject(s)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;MATHS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;15) If you had to leave your home forever and had only 5 min to decide which items you would take, what would you take?Note:limit of 8 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;money, ATM card, EZ link, handphone, charger, DVD portable, DVDs, ipod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;16) Favourite singer/band?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;....none.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;17) Do you know your name in any other language?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;chinese I suppose. Zhen Yu Ling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;18) What sort of coffin would you like to be buried in?Or what sort of container to hold your ashes in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;um, one of the expensive ones I suppose. I don't want a container to hold my ashes. I want to be cremated and my ashes spread over the sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;19) Where would you like to be buried?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;...???look up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;20) Name 3 people that you would like to do the quiz for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;-Laura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;-Dory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;-Aisyah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I fell down yesterday at rollerblading. poor poor me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;RIGHT DORY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-116254981884121326?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/116254981884121326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=116254981884121326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116254981884121326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116254981884121326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/11/yet-another-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-116236320739452727</id><published>2006-11-01T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T14:40:07.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;I AM SICK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;sick sick sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;boohoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;well, on a lighter note.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I went to Aisyah's house yesterday with dory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I was supposed to meet dory at the interchange then we go together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;but I reached first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;so I was waiting for her, and there was this group of stupid malay boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;why are they stupid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I dropped my ATM card, and one of them ACCIDENTALLY-ON-PURPOSE stepped, more like stomped, on it with his disgusting feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;so then finally dory arrived and we went to eat lunch first cos' the bus to aisyah's house doesn't come until 1.30 pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;we ate mcdonalds. yumm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;we almost missed the bus cos' we went to buy popcorn to bring to aisyah' house for the movie marathon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;some movie marathon. we watched one movie. but it was so fun!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;monster's inc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;then afterward we climbed out of aisyah's window. I dunno why we couldn't go out of the back gate, but it just seemed fun to climd out of her window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I know, weird, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;we went to the pool and the playground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;yay!! the playground was so fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;then aisyah walked us to the busstop so we could go home. while waiting for the bus to come, we talked about plans for december.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;we're going sentosa and wild wild wet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;whee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;then, when I reached home I ate dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;and went to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-116236320739452727?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-116218197567593384</id><published>2006-10-30T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T12:19:35.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, bethany asked me to do this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;1) How old do you wish you were?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmm..I dunno, probably this age, since I'm happiest right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2) Where were you when 9.11 happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no flipping idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3) What do you do when vending machines steal your money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmm. press coin return until my fingers hurt. then kick it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4) Do you count yourself kind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5) If you had to get a tattoo, where would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wouldn't. end of story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6) If you could be fluent in any other language, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;korean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7) Do you know your neighbours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, I know their pets. does that count?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8) What do you consider a vacation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a day where I can have fun with my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9) Do you follow your horoscope?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10) Would you move for the person you loved?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if I'm allowed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;11) Are you touchy feely?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no, no, and..oh yes, NO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;12) Do you believe that opposites attract?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmm, sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;13) Dream job?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;actress. I am in Drama Club you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;14) Favorite channel(s)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;disney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;15) Favorite place to go on weekends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;16) Showers or Baths?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;17) Do you paint your nails?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ahb-viously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;18) Do you trust people easily?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;19) What are your phobias?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;insects, anything with 6 legs and more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;20) Do you want kids?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'd probably prefer pets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;21) Do you keep a handwritten journal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;22) Where would you rather be right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;beijing, where its winter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;23) Who makes you feel warm and fuzzy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;caramel, my new pet, and my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;24) Heavy or light sleeper?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;depends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;25) Are you paranoid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;26) Are you impatient?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;27) Who can you relate to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;28) How do you feel about interracial couples?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its perfectly fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;29) Have you been burned by love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no, never, don't intend to. ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;30) What's your favorite pick-up line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't need one ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;31) What's your main ringtone on your mobile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Discover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;32) What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dreaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;33) What did the last text on your cellphone say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thank you for something or other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;34) Whose bed did you sleep in last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mine. I finally moved back to my own room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;35) What color shirt are you wearing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;white with sugar plum pink trimming by polo ralph lauren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;36) Most recent movie you watched?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;johnny english on vcd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;37) Name three things you have on you at all times?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wallet, handphone, ipod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;38) What color are your bed sheets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;white, pink, blue, purple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;39) How much cash do you have on you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;$24.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;40) What is your favorite part of the chicken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the wing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;41) What's your favorite town/city?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;San Diego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;42) I can't wait till..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3rd november.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;43) What did you have for dinner last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;noodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;44) Do you own a gun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no, why would I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;45) What do you prefer to drink in the morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;milo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;46) Where do you think you'll be in 10 yrs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;studying for masters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;47) Last thing you ate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fried rice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;48) What songs do you sing in the shower?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;depends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;49) Last thing that made you laugh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;50) Worst injury you've ever had?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;broke my arm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;51) Does someone have a crush on you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we shall not talk about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;52) What's your favorite candy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hersheys kissables.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;53) What song do you want played at your funeral?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmm. I dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;54) Five random people to do this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Laura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Marshier(zhi jun)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aisyah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Amirah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-116218197567593384?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/116218197567593384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=116218197567593384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116218197567593384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116218197567593384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/10/okay-bethany-asked-me-to-do-this.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-116092423800109409</id><published>2006-10-15T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T22:57:18.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;heres what happened today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Church:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;aunty marlene came back from australia today. she saw us all in the chapel, and anyway, heres how the convo went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;AM: why aren't you in the service?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;US: uh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;AM:yes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;US:...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;but anyway, she gave up after a while. bought us chocolates too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;yepp. so nice. :D *licks lips ferociously*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;heehee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;then she taught us, then estelle went with us for lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;we ate wanton mee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;then we went to cut our hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;yays, my hair feels so nice now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;then afterward we picked up my grandma and my aunty and went...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;VIVO CITY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;crapness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;so uber boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;for one, most of the shops weren't open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and, the stuff they sold were mostly for adults.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;though I saw a cool shoe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;yepps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I was looking for poh kim, cos' I wanted my 'PRINCESS HOURS'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;but, sadly, it was sold out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;in most of the outlets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;grrrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;IWANTITIWANTITIWANTIT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;wahhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;then, I went to my grandma's house and slacked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;my aunty massaged me. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;SHE OFFERED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;how could I refuse&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;then we went for dinner, which, at first, was a total disaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;for one, the chairs were so dirty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;then afterward, there was bird shit all over the table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;then  afterward, a disgusting small green insect kept on pestering me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;yepp. but the food was N.I.C.E.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt; then we went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;and watched signs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I'm gonna have nightmares tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;okay, and now, my dad is watching this chineses how which I find totally boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;and I'm going shopping with dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;1). DORY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;2). PUTRI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;3).JEANETTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;yay!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;people(or not) that I love:(I think you started a trend, aisyah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;GOD!! GOD!! GOD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;MUMSIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;DADDY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;LAURA TEH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;BETHANY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;DORY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;AISYAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;AMIRAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;LIYANA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;SUHAILA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;AMY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;AMANDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;MARGARET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;ZHI JUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;ALMOST EVERYONE IN 1/8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;GRACIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;ALICIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;EVERYONE ELSE WHO ARE GIRLS IN CHURCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;kays, byes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-116092423800109409?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/116092423800109409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=116092423800109409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116092423800109409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116092423800109409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/10/sigh_15.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-116082605149338881</id><published>2006-10-14T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T19:40:51.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went shopping today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at heeren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bought new shorts. yayyayyay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after that I got a little moody and grouchy cos' my sis got more stuff than me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but anyway my mom promised to get me 'princess hours'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think the show is so cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to bethany: who is spamming your tagboard?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sighs. next week we're getting back our papers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyone wants to pass dengue to me for $10?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kidding. I hope I did well for maths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, enough about exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;took plenty of neoprints yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;heehee. margaret!! so obsene!! what in the world was your hand doing THERE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sigh. received bad news yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;CHRISTIANS PAY ATTENTION TO THIS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my mom said that the end is coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cos' yesterday the news showed that a chip can be embedded in you so that you don't need to carry any cash or credit cards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and revelations tell us that in the end, this will happen and satan will be able to control us(if we do it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PEOPLE WILL SELL THEIR SOULS TO THE DEVIL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;CHRISTIANS WILL BE PROSECUTED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sigh. now is the time when we really need to be really close to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PRAY!!PRAY!!PRAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cheryl: how 'bout another prayer meeting in school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-116082605149338881?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/116082605149338881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=116082605149338881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116082605149338881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116082605149338881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/10/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-116047643273430425</id><published>2006-10-10T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T18:33:52.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;okay. I have no idea who the hell my "best friend" from primary school is talking about, but I get the feeling its me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;doesn't matter, cos' I have friends in secondary school that have my back no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;thanks you guys, I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;sometimes you think too bloody highly of yourself, 'dear' best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;WHOOTS. EXAMS ARE, AS OF NOW, OFFICIALLY OVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;can I get a "HEY!! HO!! HEY!! HO!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;lols. having a sleepover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;going shopping!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;can't wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;anyway, I think I flunked maths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;so difficult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;oh, and I wanna go wild wild wet for my birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;and have another sleepover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;sigh. can sleep late tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;can't wait for my new bedframe and study table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;does the word 'makeover' mean anything to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;of my room, I mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ooh. just gave myself a french manic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;byes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-116047643273430425?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/116047643273430425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=116047643273430425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116047643273430425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116047643273430425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/10/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-116004103827657555</id><published>2006-10-05T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T17:37:24.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;had literature paper today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;there was three sections, A, B, and C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;section A was about A Wrinkle In Time. we were supposed to pretend we were Meg and write an account to our mother. I looked at the paper and I was like,"whaaat..." I mean, I expected something like this, but I didn't expect it to be so easy. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;so then, I wrote like mad for it thinking I had no time because I couldn't see the clock &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;then, after I finished section A, I moved on to section B, which was the poem thingy. I chose question 2, which was the rescue poem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;the first part was easy, but the second part, we had to find out all the funny parts in the poem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;yepp. finished that just in time because I was thinking really hard and that took up alot of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;section C was abit weird. the unseen prose was about a robot called Parker-Hamilton. sounds like a hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sigh. first, we had to write our impressions of the family...whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;then after that we had to write about why the Grandma behaved this way towards the robot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I just wrote the Grandma was jealous of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;after I finished everything, I had about 15 minutes to spare. so I tied up my papers and looked at amelia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;she seemed rather in distress. then, when the teacher said 2 minutes left, she was like..frozen in shock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;then she hurriedly tied up her papers and passed it up. I wonder if she managed to finish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;just because I don't like her, doesn't mean I don't feel sorry for her. although I gotta say that she really writes super slow!! oh my gosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;yepp, then after that dory and I wanted to go to eat before going home because there was nothing at home to eat. but then amirah told us to go home and eat. so then we're like,"THERE'S NOTHING TO EAT AT HOME."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;then guess what she did?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;SHE SHRUGGED AND RAN OFF TO JOIN AISYAH AND SUHAILA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;so then dory and I were left gaping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;and I was thinking all sorts of bad stuff which cannot be told and I'm really sorry now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;forgive me amirah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;but seriously, just because you guys are fasting, doesn't mean we can't eat right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;I mean, you guys have been fasting since you were young, but WE haven't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;we need to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;besides, do you know that I have barely been eating anything for lunch since last week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;hello? I almost fainted today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;what made it worse was that the shop outside was closed, so we couldn't even buy snacks to sustain us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;grrr. we sat on the bus watching stuff, without saying anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;but I made up my mind. I'm not going to go another day without eating lunch. I'm going for lunch with mavis, dory and amy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;great. my sister is watching movies and I have a throbbing headache. again. my tuition teacher is gonna think that I'm lying because I had a headache on tuesday as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;shit. I'm stressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and I'm freaking out for maths and geog. well, more of  maths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;gonna mug for maths like mad tonight. I will ignore my headache. I will ignore my headache. I WILL IGNORE MY HEADACHE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;byes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-116004103827657555?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/116004103827657555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=116004103827657555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116004103827657555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/116004103827657555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/10/had-literature-paper-today.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-115996232335314394</id><published>2006-10-04T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T19:45:24.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;heehee...I just finshed my dinner in record time. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;today had history paper. I hope I did okay..*shivers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;sigh. tomorrow there is literature paper..I think I'll do okay for that cos' I like literature..then friday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;oh no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GEOGRAPHY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;okay, I'm not that bad at geography..but I can't really do the mapwork well you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and then its the weekend, and afterwards its *gasp* MATHS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'M GONNA DIE. I CAN'T DO MATHS!! I CAN'T FACTORISE AND I CAN'T DO GRAPHS TO SAVE MY LIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;help me...somebody..anybody..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;then after the dreaded maths*shudder* its science.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm pretty confident for science.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I like the topics this year, especially elements and solutions and suspensions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;whee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;then after that, I'M FREEEEEE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;yay!!! *sings* I'm gonna have a lot of fun, I'm gonna have a lot of fun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;maybe I'll go shopping with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;margaret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;amanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;amy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;dory(maybe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;aisyah(if she can make it, but I don't think so cos' shes fasting :[ )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;liyana(I don't think she can make it either)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;amirah(no, she said she can't)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I'll confirm later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I can't invite my primary school friends cos' I dunno their exam timetable..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;anyway, I'll be uber happy once the exams are over. I'll go crazy. watch out people!! :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;heehee...I can't wait for next wednesday, cos' my exams are gonna be over by then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;ooh...brenda song has a new show where shes starring in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;and vanessa anne hudgens (gabriella from High School Musical) has a new CD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;and I got  my ipod nano!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;and my tuition teacher went and stuck rhinestones on his phone. copycat. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;looks okay, except that he used blue on black, so it looks kinda dull.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to get my new bedframe and study table!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;then my new room will be all ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;anyways, better go study for geography and maths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;see you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-115996232335314394?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/115996232335314394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=115996232335314394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115996232335314394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115996232335314394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/10/heehee.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-115971105236134839</id><published>2006-10-01T21:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T21:57:32.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;hies again everybody. sorry I haven't been posting for a very long time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;oh dear..exams are just round the corner...crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I'm so freaked for my maths, geography and science!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;boo hoo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I wish we didn't have exams..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;sigh..today was so fun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;it was superhero sunday at church, and we were helping as ushers!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;heehee. so at first we helped with the games stall, and that complete IDIOT of a julian hit ME. with the balls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ouch much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;grrr...I hate blandon wong. okay, maybe hate is too strong a word. I STRONGLY STRONGLY DISLIKE blandon wong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I want to stomp on his foot and break his skateboard in half.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;jerk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;and recently I think he's had a bad influence on darryl. haha, you should have seen him try to skate today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I only have one word to say. SPASTIC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;sigh. anyway, I GOT MY IPOD NANO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;heehee..forbidden city songs are so nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I already downloaded them inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;kaykays. in case you didn't notice, I changed my blogskin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;well duh, anyone who isn't blind can see that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;whew! after exams, I plan to do something fun with my secondary school friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;oohooh, wanna know what was in the cool cool goody bag at the superhero sunday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;kay. first there was a lollipop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;then there was a bag of twisties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;then there was a citikids bookmark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;and some brochures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;and the best part!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;there was this pack of awesome pens!!! =)=)=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;heehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;okay, heres my exam schedule. don't expect to hear from me until the exams are over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;29/9/06-English paper 1 and 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;4/10/06-MT paper 1 and history paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;then something and something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I know, I'm pathetic(I don't mean it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;9/10/06-maths(hyperventilates!!) *gasp gasp*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;10/10/06-science&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;11/10/06-heehee..holiday for me I think, cos' its MEP exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;12/10/06-holiday too; its MSP and CSP exam..(good luck aisyah and sharifah!!) MSP:(GOOD LUCK MARGARET!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;yep..thats about it for exams..and after that I think I want to change my blog address to something else, so I'll keep you posted on that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I think thats about all I wanna type for today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;until 11/10/06&lt;br /&gt;Kimmi 'lollier' darling loves all of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-115971105236134839?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/115971105236134839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=115971105236134839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115971105236134839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115971105236134839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/10/hies-again-everybody_01.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-115971104892237960</id><published>2006-10-01T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T21:57:28.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;hies again everybody. sorry I haven't been posting for a very long time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;oh dear..exams are just round the corner...crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I'm so freaked for my maths, geography and science!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;boo hoo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I wish we didn't have exams..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;sigh..today was so fun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;it was superhero sunday at church, and we were helping as ushers!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;heehee. so at first we helped with the games stall, and that complete IDIOT of a julian hit ME. with the balls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ouch much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;grrr...I hate blandon wong. okay, maybe hate is too strong a word. I STRONGLY STRONGLY DISLIKE blandon wong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I want to stomp on his foot and break his skateboard in half.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;jerk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;and recently I think he's had a bad influence on darryl. haha, you should have seen him try to skate today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I only have one word to say. SPASTIC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;sigh. anyway, I GOT MY IPOD NANO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;heehee..forbidden city songs are so nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I already downloaded them inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;kaykays. in case you didn't notice, I changed my blogskin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;well duh, anyone who isn't blind can see that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;whew! after exams, I plan to do something fun with my secondary school friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;oohooh, wanna know what was in the cool cool goody bag at the superhero sunday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;kay. first there was a lollipop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;then there was a bag of twisties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;then there was a citikids bookmark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;and some brochures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;and the best part!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;there was this pack of awesome pens!!! =)=)=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;heehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;okay, heres my exam schedule. don't expect to hear from me until the exams are over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;29/9/06-English paper 1 and 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;4/10/06-MT paper 1 and history paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;then something and something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I know, I'm pathetic(I don't mean it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;9/10/06-maths(hyperventilates!!) *gasp gasp*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;10/10/06-science&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;11/10/06-heehee..holiday for me I think, cos' its MEP exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;12/10/06-holiday too; its MSP and CSP exam..(good luck aisyah and sharifah!!) MSP:(GOOD LUCK MARGARET!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;yep..thats about it for exams..and after that I think I want to change my blog address to something else, so I'll keep you posted on that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I think thats about all I wanna type for today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;until 11/10/06&lt;br /&gt;Kimmi 'lollier' darling loves all of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-115971104892237960?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/115971104892237960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=115971104892237960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115971104892237960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115971104892237960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/10/hies-again-everybody.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-115769760392960613</id><published>2006-09-08T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T14:40:04.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey everyone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost everyone who I wanted to do the quiz has done it, except for a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c'mon guys, be supportive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee!! darling marshy obsessed ZJ and putri darling has done it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARSHY OBSESSED ZJ!! WHEN DID MY MOM AND DAD BECOME YOUR MOM AND DAD TOO? WHEE!! WE ARE SISTERS NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. watching sister act now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the songs are so nice!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh. the drawer is gonna break from the weight of all the DVDs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upstairs still have somemore.&lt;br /&gt;:).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are the songs from Sister Act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing you could say could tear me away from my God.&lt;br /&gt;nothing you could do cos' I'm stuck like glue to my God.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sticking to my God like a stamp to a letter&lt;br /&gt;like birds of a feather we&lt;br /&gt;STICK TOGETHER&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you form the start&lt;br /&gt;I can't be torn apart from my God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing you could do could make me untrue&lt;br /&gt;to my God&lt;br /&gt;nothing you could buy could make me tell a lie&lt;br /&gt;to my God&lt;br /&gt;I gave my God my word of honour&lt;br /&gt;to be faithful&lt;br /&gt;AND I'M GONNA&lt;br /&gt;you best be believing&lt;br /&gt;I won't be deceiving my God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a matter of opinion I think hes tops&lt;br /&gt;my opinion is&lt;br /&gt;hes the cream of the crop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a matter of taste&lt;br /&gt;to be exact&lt;br /&gt;hes my idol&lt;br /&gt;as a matter of fact&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no muscle bound man could take my hand&lt;br /&gt;from my God&lt;br /&gt;no handsome face could ever take the place&lt;br /&gt;of my God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he may not be a movie star&lt;br /&gt;but when it comes to being happy&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE&lt;br /&gt;theres not a man today&lt;br /&gt;who could take me away from my God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres not a man today&lt;br /&gt;ho could take me away from my God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres not a man today&lt;br /&gt;who could take me away from my God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hail Holy Queen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(slow part)&lt;br /&gt;hail holy queen enthroned above&lt;br /&gt;Oh Maria&lt;br /&gt;hail mother of mercy and of love&lt;br /&gt;Oh Maria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;triumph all ye cherubim&lt;br /&gt;sing with us ye seraphim&lt;br /&gt;heaven and earth&lt;br /&gt;resound the hymn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salve&lt;br /&gt;salve&lt;br /&gt;salve regina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(fast part)&lt;br /&gt;hail holy queen enthroned above&lt;br /&gt;OH MARIA&lt;br /&gt;hail mother of mercy and of love&lt;br /&gt;OH MARIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;triumph all ye cherubim&lt;br /&gt;sing with us ye seraphim&lt;br /&gt;heaven and earth resound the hymn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salve&lt;br /&gt;salve&lt;br /&gt;salve regina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our life our sweetness here below&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh OH MARIA&lt;br /&gt;our hope in sorrow and in woe&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh OH MARIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;triumph all ye cherubim(echo:CHERUBIM)&lt;br /&gt;sing with us ye seraphim(echo:SERAPHIM)&lt;br /&gt;heaven and earth resound the hymn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salve&lt;br /&gt;salve&lt;br /&gt;salve regina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAALLLLEEEELLLUUUIIAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATER AMATA&lt;br /&gt;INTERMERATTA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SANCTUS SANCTUS DOMINUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIRO RESPICE&lt;br /&gt;MATER RESPICE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SANCTUS SANCTUS DOMINUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAALLLLEEEELLLUUUIIAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our lufe our sweetness here below&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh OH MARIA&lt;br /&gt;our hope in sorrow and in woe&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh OH MARIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;triumph all ye cherubim(echo:CHERUBIM)&lt;br /&gt;sing with us ye seraphim(echo:SWEET SERAPHIM)&lt;br /&gt;heaven and earth resound the hymn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salve&lt;br /&gt;salve&lt;br /&gt;salve regina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salve(yeah)regina&lt;br /&gt;whoa oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regiiiiiiinaaaaa(AAAAAA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh...love them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;k, bye&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-115751528763944118</id><published>2006-09-06T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T12:01:27.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;okay, my darling sharifah r told me to do this..so I shall be supportive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;1. Full name:Kimberly Rachel Teh Yu Ling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;2. Name backwards: gniL uY heT lehcaR ylrebmiK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;3. Meaning of the name:I have absolutely NO IDEA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;4.Nickname: kim, kimmie, kimbo(reserved for elizabeth 1/9)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;5. Screen name: Kimmie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;6.D.O.B: 6 December 1993(I never get birthday presents from school friends]=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;7.Place of birth: Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;8. Nationality:Singaporean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;9. Current location: my living room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;10. Star sign: Saggitarius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;11. Religion: Christian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;12. Height: 144&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;13. Weight: 34.5kg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;14. Shoe size: 3-4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;15.Hair colour: really really dark brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; 16. Eye colour: black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;17. Who do you think u look like: eh..daddy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;18. Innie or outtie: innie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;19. Lefty of righty: righty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;20. Gay,straight,bi or others: straight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;21. Best friends: Bethany!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;22. Best friends u trust most:..Bethany..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;23. Favourite pals: Sharidah r, Aisyah, Grace, Putri, Dory, Amirah, Liyana, marshy obsessed ZJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; 24. Best friend of opposite sex:hmm...dunno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;25. Best buddies:argh!!! same as fav pals!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;26. Boyfriend of galfriend:SAY WHAAAT?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;27. Crush: thats for me to know and for you to find out. and jie, shut up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;28. Parents: Mumsie;Nina Chow Daddy:David Teh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; 29. Worst enemy:don't really have enemies, just people I highly dislike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;30. Favourite online guy:...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;31. Favourite online gal:ZJ!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;32. Craziest fren:ALL MY FRIENDS ARE NUTS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; 33. Advice fren: ..dunno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; 34. Loudest friend:Aisyah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;35. Person u cry with:my pillow..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;36. Any sisters: yes, shes a pain in my butt but I still love her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;37. Any brother:NUH-UH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;38. Any pets:used to, my darling kitty dumpling[=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; 39. Any disease: obviously not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; 40. Pager:I was born in 1993, not 1876.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;41. Personal phone line:if you mean HP, yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;42. Phone: yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;43. Lava lamp: nope, but I want one.(HINT. HINT!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; 44. Pool or hot tube: pool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; 45. A car: no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;46. Your personality: I dunno, go ask my friends, I don't know myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;47. Driving: I almost always get first in the arcade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;48. Room: really really cool, though I don't sleep in it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;49. What's missing: MY BEDFRAME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;50. School: tkgs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;51. Bed: supersingle, I want a queen size though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;52. Relationship wif parents: close to mom, quite close to dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; 53. Believe in urself: yep&lt;br /&gt;54. Believe in love at first sight: yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;55. Good listener: think..so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;56. Get along well wif parents:yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;57. Save email conversations: nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;..58. Pray: yes, every night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; 59. Believe in reincarnation: uh-uh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; 60. Make fun of ppl: ahhh...sometimes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;61. Like to talk on the phone:yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;62. Want to get married: mmm...maybe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; 63. Like to drive:eh..you probably won't want to drive around with me at the wheel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;64. Motion sickness: yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;65. Eat stem of broccoli: don't eat broccoli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; 66. Eat chicken wif fork: nope, no fun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;67. Dream in colour: yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;68. Type wif ur fingers on home role: which means..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;69. Sleep wif stuff animals: no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;70. Next to you:my handphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;71. On the walls of your room: beautiful wallpaper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;72. On your mousepad: LABTOP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;73. Dream car: beetle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;74. Dream date:.....???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;75. Dream honeymoon spot:Fiji&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;76. Dream husband n wife:hmm...Mum and Dadhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;77. Bedtime:when my dad offs the lights and I yell at him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;78. Under ur bed:see? thats why I want a bedframe!! I can't see under my bed!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;79. Single most important question:can I get my bedframe!!??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;80. Bad time of the day: going to schoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;81. Your worst fear:God Almighty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;82. The weather is:sunny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;83. Time: 11.50am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; 84: Date: 6 september&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; 85.Best trick did on someone:ahh..can't tell you, the person will kill me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;86. Theme song:what is this, the incredibles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;87. Hardest thing abt growing up:erupting hormones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;88. Funniest experience: to try and jump into a pool but ending up smashing my sisters face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;89. Scariest experience: almost fell off from roller coaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;90. Silliest thing u have ever said:??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;91. Most desperate and funniest thing u have ever done to an opposite sex: nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;92. Scariest thing when you are with your friends:I'll go crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; 93. Worst feeling: needing to go to the toilet badly but can't find one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;94. Best feeling in the world: when my friends say they love me(not in that way)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;95. AND NOW THE SABOTAGING BEGINS!!CHOOSE EIGHT PPL TO DO THE QUIZ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;1. Bethany(hah, now its my turn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;2.Putri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;3. MARSHY OBSESSED ZJ!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;4. Amy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;5.Laura Teh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;6. Aisyah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;7.ahh..Blandon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;8.Dory!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-115751528763944118?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/115751528763944118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=115751528763944118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115751528763944118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115751528763944118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/09/okay-my-darling-sharifah-r-told-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-115751277727727745</id><published>2006-09-06T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T11:19:37.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;anyone wanna know how I've been spending my holidays?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Monday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;slacked like mad. woke up at about 11.30?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;watched shes the man!! watched a bit of white chicks too.[=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;anyway..I just slacked the whole day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Tuesday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;my sister didn't have band today, so she hogged the computer practically the whole day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;hmm..I did my tuition homework, which was very very easy..because it was angles(YAY!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;watched clueless and talked to my best friend on computer about what we were gonna do for our birthdays this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;WE'RE GONNA HAVE A GARDEN PARTY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;haven't made the guest list yet, but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I'm only allowed to have 7 people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;so, if you don't get invited, I'm really really really sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I still love you guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;don't feel sad, k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;maybe I can ask my mom whether I can have an outing at wild wild wet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;hopefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;my mom and sis made up(after a really really huge fight about personal stuff)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;so my mom allowed us to go for lunch on sunday with the guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;hmm...its still morning, so I dunno what I'll be doing...I think I'll start doing my english thich thich paper that mrs seet gave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;argh. my whole wednesday ruined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I'll also probably start on my guest list, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;even though my mom hasn't approved. I told her last night, and she usually agrees, so it shouldn't be a problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most likely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;hmm...my nails are currently painted designer nail polish red, which looks really good, cos' its designer and it shines when I put it under the light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;maybe I should paint it another colour, cos' the paint is getting chipped off cos' I didn't put a top coat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span 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style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I'll be nice and stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;[=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;bye!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-115751277727727745?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/115751277727727745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=115751277727727745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115751277727727745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115751277727727745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/09/anyone-wanna-know-how-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-115727699891068888</id><published>2006-09-03T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T17:49:59.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;hey everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I've been having quite a rough time these few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;but I'll get to that later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;lets start with thursday, the teachers day celebrations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;it was quite nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;heres how it began.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;when the bell rang, everyone went to the hall, cos' it was raining. then we did the normal routine and all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;then mdm lenny said that sec 1 and 4s would do the aces(is that how you spell it?) day dance, while the sec 2 and 3s would go to the designated areas and do their activities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so we had the dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and the sec 4s went mad(in a good way, cos' they made us laugh) and started dancing and shouting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;while the sec 1s were laughing so hard that we couldn't dance properly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;quite soon, we finished all the dances and the sec 2 and 3s started coming in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;then the drama girls had to go backstage to 'prepare' for the skit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;we all changed back into our blouse and then sat down to talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;then we watched the sec 2 and 3s do the dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;then we talked and laughed again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;then afterward the sec 2s had their program so we watched that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;sec 2/8 did a dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ohmygosh, jie, you dance so UNENTHUSIASTICALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;before long was the real concert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;the program was dance, then drama(us), then dance again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so after the dance, everyone was scrambling to set the thing up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and it went great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;until the last part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;the most interesting part, where the sec 3s come in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;THEY CUT IT OFF!!!WAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;we were all so disappointed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hanis cried..poor girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so then, after dismissal, I went with grace to her pri school, haig girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;we stayed there for very short and then went parkway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;we ate, then shopped around, and then after that, grace had to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I didn't really do anything on friday. just lazed around...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;okay, saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hmm...my sis and I had to go to worship practice, so that took up most of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;after that, my sis, gracia(my friend), and I went to plaza sing to eat something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;then we window shopped and went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yup. thats about it for saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;mumsie came home today!!!! I'm so happy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I bought her a cake to welcome her back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;she bought me...hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;lets see..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;1)She's The Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2)Aquamarine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;3)White Chicks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;4)Bring It On&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;5)Clueless(yep, I'm clueless about it too)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;that was DVDs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;as for books..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;1)How to be Popular-Meg Cabot(its a story, I'm not trying to become popular)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2)Clique-The Pretty Committee Strikes Back(cos' my sis lost it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;3)Clique-Dial 'L' For Loser(Amirah, if you're reading this, you can start screaming now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;4)Case History(all bout crimes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;5)A-List(for my sis)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;6)Prep(no idea what its about)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;7)The Memory Keeper's Daughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;she also bought me lipsmackers(2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ooh, and guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;my mom bought a new king size bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and even better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SHES THINKING ABOUT GETTING MY SISTER AND I EACH A QUEEN SIZE BED AND A NEW BEDFRAME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;EVERYBODY SAY HEY, HO, HEY, HO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;whoohoo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;okay, bye for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-115727699891068888?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/115727699891068888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=115727699891068888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115727699891068888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115727699891068888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/09/hey-everyone-ive-been-having-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-115633270033020457</id><published>2006-08-23T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T19:31:40.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today I'm gonna rant and rave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama:&lt;br /&gt;oh wow. everything was going perfectly, until Mrs Lopez ruined everything and burst our bubble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we already managed to memorize our lines and then SHE came and told us that we had to change the ending of our script. and we were like, WHAT THE !@#$?? of course, we didn't really say any bad words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a figure of speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after drama:&lt;br /&gt;we were waiting for the bus to come, and then amirah and dory showed up.&lt;br /&gt;so we all went on the bus together and went upstairs. the bus was crowded so aisyah and dory sat together, amirah and hanis sat together, and guess who got left sitting alone? me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what made it worse was that sometime later, the guy sitting behind amirah and hanis went off, so there was an empty space behind them. and aisyah and dory went forward to sit behind them, and there was no more empty space, so I got left behind at the back sitting down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know how bad I felt when I heard you guys laughing at something I didn't know about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;real bad, undescribably bad, so bad I wanted to cry but couldn't cry, so bad I wanted to get off the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh really aisyah? you thought I wouldn't be angry and/or sad when you walked in front and left me sitting alone behind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, guess again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you tried to let me sit behind you when the guy behind you left, but I wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;you know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos' theres no point.&lt;br /&gt;1). I would still be alone.&lt;br /&gt;2). I know you would leave me out and laugh by yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;3). I would be deemed 'invisible' by you because I don't know what the heck you're laughing about, so I'm considered useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwards,  my sister and her friend sat down in front about me, and amelia requested to sit beside me.&lt;br /&gt;naturally I let her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, she pissed me off by asking me frequently,"are you getting off soon?"&lt;br /&gt;trying to get rid of me? not that easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throughout the whole bus ride, I heard THEM laughing in front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while my sister and her friends laughed in front and beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was staring out the window,&lt;br /&gt;1). trying not to get bussick.&lt;br /&gt;2). trying not to cry.&lt;br /&gt;3). trying to block my ears from the laughter that came from in front.&lt;br /&gt;4). praying that the journey would still be over so I could go home and cry to mummy.&lt;br /&gt;5). wishing that I could disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, my stop came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went down one stop early cos' I didn't wanna face them anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pushed past the legs of the boys from chai chee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and walked past them without turning to look at them.&lt;br /&gt;they said bye, and I just turned and smiled slightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I normally would have hugged them goodbye, but I was too sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I just went down with this sad look on my face, and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;they continued talking like I wasn't there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hel-lo! sad much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after I alighted, I walked as fast as I could to avoid my sister,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she gave me 2 pathetic cheezels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for kinship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a mixture of ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the downs canceled out the ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so mostly it was really sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-115633270033020457?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/115633270033020457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=115633270033020457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115633270033020457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115633270033020457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/08/today-im-gonna-rant-and-rave.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-115590420702842831</id><published>2006-08-18T20:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T20:30:07.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>swimming was so fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;okay wait. I should tell you about school first right?&lt;br /&gt;right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art:&lt;br /&gt;we had to do our cube...and then I had to erase and start again so many times because I drew wrongly. argh. but, anyway, I managed it.&lt;br /&gt;but my cube sucked. and when I say sucked, I mean sucked. I couldn't paint properly. the bruch was too big.&lt;br /&gt;art was 2 periods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese:&lt;br /&gt;I have to redo my bookmarks cos' I dunno what the old teacher did with it. anyway, bottom line is that its gone and I have to redo it and hand it in by monday.&lt;br /&gt;I did 1 chapter of the workbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RECESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English:&lt;br /&gt;we went to the computer lab!!! yay!!! we had to play some game about grammar, and, surprisingly, it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;we had to hand in our activity  books for checking.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, hel-lo, who checks an activity book? usually its for marking right? but no, the teacher wanted to check it.&lt;br /&gt;I left my bottle in the lab!&lt;br /&gt;boo hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school:&lt;br /&gt;we went back to class to learn the Zany Parade thingy.&lt;br /&gt;whoots! we finished it, but we have to polish it up.&lt;br /&gt;and some people didn't show up.&lt;br /&gt;they're gonna make a fool of themselves on stage.&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swimming. we swam for 1 hr and then played like mad.&lt;br /&gt;it was so fun!!! :):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people,lease remember what to bring for zany parade!!1&lt;br /&gt;please, I beg you.&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-115590420702842831?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/115590420702842831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=115590420702842831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115590420702842831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115590420702842831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/08/swimming-was-so-fun-okay-wait_18.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-115590419868366319</id><published>2006-08-18T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T20:29:58.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>swimming was so fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;okay wait. I should tell you about school first right?&lt;br /&gt;right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art:&lt;br /&gt;we had to do our cube...and then I had to erase and start again so many times because I drew wrongly. argh. but, anyway, I managed it.&lt;br /&gt;but my cube sucked. and when I say sucked, I mean sucked. I couldn't paint properly. the bruch was too big.&lt;br /&gt;art was 2 periods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese:&lt;br /&gt;I have to redo my bookmarks cos' I dunno what the old teacher did with it. anyway, bottom line is that its gone and I have to redo it and hand it in by monday.&lt;br /&gt;I did 1 chapter of the workbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RECESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English:&lt;br /&gt;we went to the computer lab!!! yay!!! we had to play some game about grammar, and, surprisingly, it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;we had to hand in our activity  books for checking.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, hel-lo, who checks an activity book? usually its for marking right? but no, the teacher wanted to check it.&lt;br /&gt;I left my bottle in the lab!&lt;br /&gt;boo hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school:&lt;br /&gt;we went back to class to learn the Zany Parade thingy.&lt;br /&gt;whoots! we finished it, but we have to polish it up.&lt;br /&gt;and some people didn't show up.&lt;br /&gt;they're gonna make a fool of themselves on stage.&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swimming. we swam for 1 hr and then played like mad.&lt;br /&gt;it was so fun!!! :):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people,lease remember what to bring for zany parade!!1&lt;br /&gt;please, I beg you.&lt;br /&gt;thanl\ks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-115590419868366319?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/115590419868366319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=115590419868366319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115590419868366319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115590419868366319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/08/swimming-was-so-fun-okay-wait.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-115547552051758125</id><published>2006-08-13T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T21:25:24.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I haven't posted for a very looong time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;okay fine. I shall do all you people a favour and post about my lovely life. haha just kidding, no offence.&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:#ff6600;"&gt;um...what has been going on in my "colourful life"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;quite alot I suppose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;*classical music plays as Kimberly thinks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tuesday: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NATIONAL DAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hmm...we were supposed to have National Day Celebrations at our school..and all of us were suppose to wear either an ethnic costume, red and white, or school uniform. most of u wore school uniform. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the morning assembly was SOOOO long!!! there was this national day message which was read out, and iits like..omg so boring. no one was listening. practically all the sec 1s were looking at a fly that was flying around us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;see? A fly is more interesting than a National Day message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then, after the stupid message was read out, they let us go back to class(I praised God) and we had to do the t-shirt designing. actually gracie and I wanted to group with Putri and gang, but apparently they already formed a group with some other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mean. we were so hurt you know. evil people. next time I'll form a group ahead of time and I won't let you in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;okay. so maybe you won't want to join.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hey, a girl can dream of revenge right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;going on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;so we had a group with cheryl and people, and it was more fun than I thought it would be with putri. they were so hilarious. gracie and cheryl kept wanting to draw on each other's arms..and then cheryl wrote,"Grace loves Cheryl" on grace's arm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and grace was furious. and she tried to rub it off but it wouldn't come off..and I was laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;the we(or more like ME) started the designing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I drew a really nice picture of buildings and fireworks and wrote SINGAPORE. OUR HOMELAND on it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;as for the back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;no comment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;after school a few of us went to east coast to rollerblade and cycle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and it was really fun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Wednesday and Thursday:Holiday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Friday:School + Swimming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;School: nothing much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Swimming: the stupid instructor made us do the test all over ah-gain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;AND I PASSED. AH-GAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Saturday: lazed around in bed all day and played computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sunday: church&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 learned about making a 180 degrees turn if we wanna be godly, like Paul?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Paul's name used to be Saul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;His main mission was to demolish Christians forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He would go around prosecuting Christians and killing them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;However, the Holy Spirit touched him, and he decided to change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;From killing Christians, he decided to become a Christian himself and preach the Gospel.He changed his name from Saul to Paul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He was put in jail many times. For what? for preaching the Gospel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When he was in jail, he wrote the bible chapter Phillipians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;In Phillipians 4:4-13, Paul tells the Phillipians to rejoice in the Lord always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Isn't it amazing that he can rejoice when he was put in jail?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I would be angry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You know, missionaries have to suffer alot for the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and they're happy to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;There was a missionary in India, preaching to this village.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;She had a happy family: a husband and three kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;She once left them in the car sleeping when she went to preach to the village.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;When she came back, guess what happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;One of the villagers wanted to punish her for preaching the Gospel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So, he locked her family in the car and set the car on fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;When the missionary came back, she saw that her family had been destroyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;She cried like crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;But, instead of hating the villagers, which most of us would do, she actually went back to the vllage and continued preaching!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Before long, the person who set her car and family on fire became a Christian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;In fact, the whole village turned to Christianity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;They never could figure out why she went back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;You wanna know why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Because she had the Spirit of God in her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;She had Jesus in her heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and Jesus is LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;she couldn't hate the villagers because Jesus doesn't hate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;she couldn't hate the villagers because Jesus loved them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;she couldn't hate the villagers becauseshe had Jesus in her heart, and Jesus means Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;she continued to preach because the Lord wanted her to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;the bible can be interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;the bible can have love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;signing off,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Kim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-115366599906120407</id><published>2006-07-23T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T22:46:39.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you ever heard the song "Bad Day" by Daniel Powter? yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, guess what? I went even further than 'Bad Day' ; I had a bad WEEKEND, starting from friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Friday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it was Carnival Day. and NO ONE listened to me. not a frigging single person. I mean, I had fun, but still..! but overall, I guess it was okay..not as good as I expected it to be, but..okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Saturday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it started out fine. I lazed around all day at home until it was time to go out for dinner. we went to eat Pastamania, and it was so crowded, so I was sitting there, and I HAD to do something right? to keep me from falling asleep? so I started playing with the cheese and patting it to make it smooth, and some stupid IDIOT of a waiter came up and said, "DON'T PLAY WITH THE CHEESE!" puh-lease. I was doing them a favour! I mean, their cheese always looks so yucky, and I was making it look nice by making it smooth, you know? and the waiter looked so arrogant, I silently fumed at him. everytime he walked past I stared-, no, GLARED at him. if looks could kill, the poor guy would have probably died about 21000 times. HAH. see if you dare to be so arrogant again. but I soon cheered up, cos I got my markers!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sunday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the day was actually good. we went for church and had some quiz, and then went for lunch. I had this really AWESOME roti prata that tasted so good. then afterward I went to dad's 'Hobby Shop' where he sells toys for fun and walked around. and there was great shop which sold great stuff. I bought HANDPHONE RHINESTONES!!! I'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR THEM FOR AGES!! and they're such pretty colours too. blue, silver, pink and purple. ooh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and I bought this handphone keychain with a lanyard attached to it. and I bought these TOTALLY COOL STICKERS. they sell them at minitoons too!! they're so cute!! and the nice shop owner gave me 1 pack free!! yay! and also, I bought 3 new pens! their nibs are SO sharp they could kill, and they work so well!! DOUBLE YAY!!! you might be thinking, oh man, all these &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;will cost so much! well guess again. I got 2 packs of handphone rhinestones(1 pack has 2 colours), 1 handphone keychain with lanyard attached, 3 packs of stickers with 1 pack free, and 3 new pens with ultra-sharp nibs, ALL FOR $10. 1 pack of rhinestones is $2(I bought 2 packs), the keychain was $2, the stickers were 3 for $2 and the pens were 3 for $2. so altogether was $10. yay!! but when I came home, at night, I had a terrible fight with my sister which ruined EVERYTHING. she didn't let me see her conversation with Blandon. hmpf. why does she have be so private? I mean, its not like they're talking about ELOPING or something right? hmpf. I'm so pissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;okay, I'm gonna go to sleep and forget all about it. bye everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-115366599906120407?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/115366599906120407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=115366599906120407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115366599906120407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115366599906120407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-ever-heard-song-bad-day-by-daniel.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-115331801138897292</id><published>2006-07-19T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T22:06:51.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hello everyone!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hahaha, I'm hyper today...as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;BAH. I DON'T WANT TO GO TO SCHOOL TOMORROW!!! but I have to cos' aisyah and the rest wants to bake cookies at my house...yay!!! I love baking cookies...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;okay, here's what happened todaaaay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;First lesson: Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;eh...it was quite hilarious. we were supposed to do the stomp thingy..so we were all making rhythms and we all turned to look at Eleanor when it was her turn to start and we found her staring 1 cm away from the fan...so, being the insane people that we are, we started laughing hysterically...and once we start, we couldn't stop. haha..that sounds familiar..where did I hear that from? ...oh yeah, PRINGLES. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Second lesson: Maths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMPF. don't wanna talk about it. it was so boring. all she did was teach us about prisms. and I made a stupid careless mistake. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third lesson: Literature&lt;br /&gt;haha. we had to do a freeze-frame for 'A Wrinkle In Time' and it was so funny cos' we spent all the time we had to prepare talking about other stuff and not concentrating so then we were all sitting down and then that nut of an Eleanor VOLUNTEERED TO GO FIRST. I was yelling at her. so we just came up with something..haha. and afterwards, during *shudders* Margaret's group, Margaret was like...EW. she didn't even have an exact pose at all!!! she was like just standing there. what.ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RECESS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth lesson: Home Econs(2 periods)&lt;br /&gt;WE MADE FRIED RICE!!!! AND MINE TASTED SO NICE!!! HAHA. EVERYONE WAS TAKING MY RICE DURING CHINESE. OOPS. HEH. WE ATE DURING LESSON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last lesson: Chinese&lt;br /&gt;HEH. WE ATE DURING LESSON. SORRY LAO SHI...we had to do this story thingy and it was so easy and Eleanor and Elizabeth copied from Gracie and I. but its okay, I don't mind at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FRIDAY'S CARNIVAL DAY!! WE'RE MAKING MANGO SMOOTHIES!!! (or at least, Aisyah is)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;HAHA. okay, bye everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-115331801138897292?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/115331801138897292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=115331801138897292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115331801138897292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115331801138897292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/07/hello-everyone-hahaha-im-hyper-today.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-115294877588534887</id><published>2006-07-15T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T15:32:55.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;SATURDAY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;YAY!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hello everyone...I'm back again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;um...yesterday the swimming wasn't as bad as last friday...or as bad as I thought it would be.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;anyway, after swimming, Aisyah, Sharifah. R, Amirah and I went to parkway to eat mcdonalds and guess what? WE MET JAMIE AND MIRANDA THERE!!!!! YAYYAYYAYYAYYAY!!! HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;um..then we went to the busstop to take 31 and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;MET MY SISTER THERE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I know, ohmygosh, right? hahaha. I was trying my best to hide from her, but too bad, she still saw me...but haha, she didn't follow me..maybe because mom said she'll fetch her home...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;haha..then we went home and crashed on the bed and watched Scary Movie 4. its like..HI-LA-RI-OUS. but some parts are abit scary..like the Ju-on part...but afterward it got so funny..here, let me tell you wat happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;so the girl was in the house right..then the girl turned around and screamed when she saw the child on the stairs..then the girl said in japanese.."you are a ghost right?" then the boy said(in japanese, of course)"your japanese sucks. it is like *beep*" NO, NOT THE 'F' WORD. I WOULD NEVER PUT THAT IN MY BLOG!! THE 'S' WORD, OKAY? haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;so now its saturday!!! and I went to choose my new wallpaper!!! yay me!!! haha. it is so nice okay. cool!!!! haha. and haha. my sister has tuition tonight and I don't!! hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;OKAY, BYEBYE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-115294877588534887?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/115294877588534887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=115294877588534887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115294877588534887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115294877588534887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/07/saturday-yay-hello-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-115245180167440114</id><published>2006-07-09T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T21:30:01.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;hi everyone...I was asked to do this by Bethany...so here it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;1).Bethany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;2).Laura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;3).Sharifah. D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;4).Sharifah. R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;5).Jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;6).Cheryl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;7).Nina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;8).Putri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;9).Amy Pannapat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;10).Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A).Is #5 chio? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;um..no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;B).Is #3 smart? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yes, I suppose..everyone who goes into TKGS is probably smart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;C).Is #8 nice? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;YES!!! YESYESYES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;D).What about #6? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yes. shes so high she can't EVER be mean. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;E).Is #2 scary?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; NO. SHES SO TIMID SHE GETS BULLIED BY ME. hehheh sorry jie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;F).How do you know #1?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; shes my best friend!! :):):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;G).Is #10 cute?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; sometimes..when shes as high as cheryl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;H).Is #4 horrible? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;SO NOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I). Is #7 naughty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; um, how could she be when shes my MOTHER?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;J). What animal does #9 remind you of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; um. I dunno..cat? cos' shes so cute and she reminds me of Dumpling? (deceased cat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;3 people I want to take this test:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A).Laura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;B).Putri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C).Cheryl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;okay. so there you are!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;to the 3 people who I wanted to take the test: you better, if not I'll kill you. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-115245180167440114?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/115245180167440114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=115245180167440114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115245180167440114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115245180167440114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/07/hi-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-115227181748162055</id><published>2006-07-07T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T19:30:18.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ugh. today was probably the worst day of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;my mom said I was 'spoiled' in the car on the way to school because I kinda yelled at my sister...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;oh yeah, sure. no problem. I wa sleeping peacefully in the car, and I was rudely awakened..by who? oh mom..for what? oh, TO MOVE A TISSUE BOX? no problem..and so I move the stupid tissue box and go back to sleep, and I was rudely awakened again..for what? oh, TO GET TISSUE FOR MY SISTER! don't I have reason to get pissed? okay, fine. I got over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;First lesson: Art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;loved it!!we adobe photoshopped pictures..and I ended up sitting on a giant ant..haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Second lesson: MT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ugh. boring. we did listening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;RECESS!!!(Art 2 periods)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Fourth and Last lesson(school ends at 12 pm on fridays): English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;bah.I don't wanna talk about it. boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;RRRRR-IIIII-NNN-GGG!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;we had swimming at 2.15pm, so Putri, Amirah and I went Parkway to eat lunch and window shop for a while..then we went to the swimming complex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;LESSONS SUCKED. THE STUPID INSTRUCTOR MADE US DO 1000000 LAPS UNTIL WE ALMOST DIED! AND GUESS WHAT?! WE HAVE TO GO BACK FOR 6 MORE IDIOTIC FIRDAYS! I'M GOING TO DEVELOP 'SMALLPOX' NEXT WEEK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;now my legs ache. ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-115227181748162055?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/115227181748162055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=115227181748162055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115227181748162055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115227181748162055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/07/ugh.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-115219759682368109</id><published>2006-07-06T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T22:53:16.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;okay. heres what happened today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Assembly:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;it. was. so. COOL!!! the sky was like full of dark clouds, and it was gonna rain soon...it was just like the beginning of the movie 'War Of The Worlds'!! and Jasmine was freaking out..haha. so after the national anthem and pledge, they told us to go back to class for the announcements..yay us!!:):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;First lesson: Geography&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;okay, I didn't fall asleep...NOT THAT I USUALLY DO!!! (you know, in case any of you have the wrong idea....) nothing much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Second lesson: English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Ms Lau didn't come, but she is PURE EVIL. she told us to do this recount thing..ugh. my hand hurts now. I wrote two pages..see, I'm sooo hardworking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Third lesson: Science&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;we changed teacher...AH-GAIN!!! this teacher is okay, but she is SO. DARN. BOOORING!!!! (to put it mildly) she keeps talking in the same tone, and keeps staring at us...*shudders* eeew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;RECESS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Fourth lesson: MT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;we had to get this story and tell...and it was so funny. Eleanor can't speak chinese to save her life, and yet she insists that she wants to go up to the front and tell her story. o-kaaaay..fine. I can bear with that, but to add to our misery(a.k.a. MY misery), she didn't know practically ALL the words and asked the teacher AND ME!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Fifth lesson: Literature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;we went to the studio to do the dramatization..and it was so fun!! other than that, nothing much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Last lesson: Maths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Mdm Surayah gave us some questions, but they were all like..super easy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;RRRR-IIII-NNNN-GGG!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Amy and Jamie and Amirah and I stayed back to eat lunch, and we were all teasing each other...haha...very farnie Amirah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;then Jamie and Amirah left, and at 4 pm Amy and I left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;erm...tuition, then blogging, then went upstairs to the room to laze around...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;see y'all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-115219759682368109?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/115219759682368109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=115219759682368109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115219759682368109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115219759682368109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/07/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-115202160661423362</id><published>2006-07-04T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T22:00:06.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hello everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;okay. heres what happened today!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;First lesson:PE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;eh...fergot to bring my shirt and stuff, so I suddenly 'caught a cold' from Grace...really. cross my heart and hope to live.(with fingers crossed behind my back of course)...anyway, they were taking height and weight, so I didn't really have to do anything...good for me then.(: hahas. so, all the people who were sick, some of us were "sick"..sat on the swing and played until the bell rang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Second lesson:Maths(blegh...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;we had to present our project(can you buh-lieve it?! we have projects for MATHS!!) so, my group was safe until the second last group when mdm surayah called number 12. guess who number 12 is? ahb-viously me, of course..it was supposed to be my unlucky day..so, we did our presentation and all..then the next group got lucky cos' their thumbdrive didn't work..lucky them. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Third lesson:English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ugh. I don't even want to THINK about it, let alone TALK about it. I only have 1 word to describe it..BORING!!! oh man, all ms lau did was talk about adjectives and stuff, and Amirah fell asleep...hahas...so cute!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;RECESS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;we went to the library to print out our math report, because SOMEONE(whose name shall not be mentioned) forgot to print it out because SOMEONE went on holiday and SOMEONE didn't do anything at all!!! okay, fine. she's Audre...no offence Audre, but you gotta admit  its true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Fourth lesson:Science Lab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;it was cool. we mixed magnesium and oxygen and we got magnesium oxide...oh. my. gosh. I am turning into a brainiac!!! MAKE WAY FOR THE NEXT  EINSTEIN, EVERYONE, WOMAN FORM!!! hahas.it was so cool. the whole magnesium ribbon turned white and the light was so blinding..but not that bad...but the teacher was mean...she told us to "shut up" and "shut your mouth"..what.EVER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Fifth lesson:History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;oooooh...I have officially changed my opinion of mdm hassan...she can be so interesting!!! she was telling us about corrupt officials and launched into this story about Penang and I was trying my best to not to laugh cos' she suddenly skipped topic. she was like"and every country has some corrupt officials, but I'm not saying that Singapore doesn't have corrupt officials...hey did I ever tell you about my trip to Penang?" and I was like "ppphhmmf-haha"(try saying that out loud for real)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Last lesson:Legacy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;not much, we had english exam...I don't wanna talk about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;RRRR-IIII-NNNN-GGGGG!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;AND EVERYONE GOES DEAF!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hahaha...after school, Aisyah, Sharifah.R, Amirah, Dory, Liyana went down to the void deck to practice for the lit thingy, and I went to watch!! and it was so funny, but I'm not gonna tell in case anyone copies their idea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;then we went to eat maggi and then Amirah and I went home together..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and then tuition...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and then byebye everyone blog again another day!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-115202160661423362?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/115202160661423362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=115202160661423362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115202160661423362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115202160661423362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/07/hello-everyone_04.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-115184439057622432</id><published>2006-07-02T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T20:46:30.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I AM SO GONNA HAVE FUN TOMORROW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;haha. I'm going out with church friends tomorrow to see movie, however...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm not very happy with the choice of movie...superman...=.= okaaay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but still, we're gonna take neoprints, so I guess its gonna be really fun!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hahas...I'm high. I got new earrings!!!they're so cool, they're butterflies and they're green. :):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(&lt;333)&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hmm, what should I wear tomorrow??? um...my navy blue shorts with a blue OP collared-shirt, and my green earrings, and birkenstock orange sandals, and a teddy-bear necklace, and a coack sling bag! yay!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;that was fast. :D haha. anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;What happened today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;well, it was youth day in church, so all the youths sat together. which meant we sat together with our class. haha. throughout the whole service we were talking about tomorrow...and audrey was probably rolling her eyes. oops.heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;after church, we went to shop, which was when I bought my new earrings and blah blah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;then we went NTUC to buy stuff..and then we went home to watch tv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;oh, speaking of tv, I HAVE TO WATCH HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;see you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-115184439057622432?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/115184439057622432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=115184439057622432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115184439057622432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115184439057622432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-am-so-gonna-have-fun-tomorrow-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-115176659982470873</id><published>2006-07-01T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T23:09:59.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I hate you***** *****. I hate you. why are you so pious?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;okay, fine. I admit I broke your bed and now you have nowhere to sleep. but why am I the only one with nothing to bring home? I'm sorry I broke your bed, okay, I'M SORRY!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'm the one that got nothing to bring home except 2 stupid boxes of pocky whereas Laura got to bring home this beautiful handmade trishaw. and I have to smile and say goodbye. dream on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;you totally ruined what could have been a lovely day ***** *****. why must you ruin my day? whats your problem? Daniel and his brother all got something to bring home, and so did my sister. do you have any idea how sad and unfair I felt when you didn't give me anything? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;so I hate you, ***** *****. I HATE YOU. and theres nothing you can do about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;so stop acting like you're nice and fair and just, cos' you're not and you never will be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I know everyone loves Laura because shes pretty and smart and nice and shes such a good girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;whereas I'm the lousy, stupid, useless, ugly, dumb, mean, idiotic moron who broke the bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;so, mum,  you might as well send me away so you can live in bliss with your beloved Laura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-115176659982470873?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/115176659982470873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=115176659982470873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115176659982470873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115176659982470873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-hate-you.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-115176607328921155</id><published>2006-07-01T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T23:01:13.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today we went to see 'The Dresser', and then we went to aunt marys house because its her birthday. WE SAW DANIEL AND  SHAWN AGAIN!!! well, that part was fun anyway. we played sparklers and burned the floor(ooooops) and then we went back  to the house to watch tv. we blew balloons and something happened. I was trying to burst the balloon, so I put it on the bed and jumped on it. and the bed broke!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it was so embarrassing. I feel so guilty!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-115176607328921155?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/115176607328921155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=115176607328921155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115176607328921155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115176607328921155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/07/today-we-went-to-see-dresser-and-then.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-115167573783609115</id><published>2006-06-30T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T21:55:37.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;um...here are a few really cool animal facts to brighten up your lives and make it colourful like mine!!!=) hope you guys enjoy them!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Feline Facts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-Cats will not walk on aluminium foil.(DID YOU KNOW THAT?!?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-The expression 'raining cats and dogs' comes form 17th century England. During heavy downpours, stray animals often drowned, and their bodies would float in their rain torrents that flowed down the streets. This gave the appearance thatit had literally rained 'cats and dogs'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-The term ailurophile refers to a cat-lover; an ailurophobe is one who fears cats. Julius Caesar, Henry II, Charles XI, Napoleon, Adolph Hitler and Benito Mussolini were all ailurophobic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-During medieval times in England, it was the custom to bury a cat alive in the wall of a newly constructed building for good luck. The practice was believed to ensure the structure's strength. (THE POOR KITTIES!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-A cat can jump up to 8 times its height.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-Lions will sometimes try to steal prey from other predators like the cheetah, leopard, or hyena. A fierce battle might esult, but the lion usually wins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-Tigers have striped skin, not just striped fur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-The cheetah is the only feline in the world that can't retract its claws.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-Leopards sometimes take their kill up into trees to protect it form hyenas and lions. They can lift a carcas up to 3 times their body weight and have been seen hauling young giraffes into trees. (OMG OMG OMG!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Curious Canines:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-Salivation does not substitute for sweating in a dog.Dogs do sweat-through the pads of their feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-Although the human nose has about 5 million cells, the sheepdog has 220 million, allowing them to smell 44 times better than a human.(oh wow. I ALMOST wish I was a sheepdog. note:ALMOST!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-The chihuahua is both the smallest and the longest living breed of dog, with a life span of 12-20 years. The breed was named for the region of mexico where they were first discovered, domesticated and EATEN! (OMG THE POOR DOGGIES!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-A chemical in chocolate, theobromine, stimulates the heart and nervous systems of dogs, especially pups. Just a few grams of milk chocolate can cause convulsions and a heart attack. (PEOPLE WITH DOGS, READ IT, MEMORIZE IT, DON'T DO IT!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-Jerome Napoleon Bonaparte, the last member of the famous Bonaparte family, died in 1945. His death was due to injuries sustained from...(get ready)..tripping over his dog's leash!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-Dogs are mentioned 14 times in the bible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-German shepherds bite humans more often than any other breed of dog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-Female dogs bite people twice as often as male dogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-Two of the survivors from the TITANIC were dogs, both belonging to wealthy passengers. Miss Margaret Hays of New York survived with her Pomeranian, and Henry Harper of the publishing family survived with his Pekinese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-Your dog recognizes you by the scent of your feet!!!(!!! !!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Wings and Feathers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-In the United States alone, Over 1000 birds a year die from...? SMASHING INTO WINDOWS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-The hollow bones of a pigeon weigh less than its feathers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-The hummingbird is the only bird that can fly backwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-A hummingbirds heart beats 1,260 times per minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-In Miami, Florida, roosting vultures have taken to SNATCHING POODLES FROM ROOFTOP PATIOS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-An eagle can kill a young deer and fly away with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-How fast can a woodpecker peck? 20 times a second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-You can take a healthy homing pigeon 805 km from its loft and release it, and it will still return home in 24 hours, even if blindfolded.&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:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;More next time people!! bye for now!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-115167573783609115?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/115167573783609115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=115167573783609115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115167573783609115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115167573783609115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/06/um.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-115166362946901587</id><published>2006-06-30T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T18:33:49.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi everybody...its me again. haha&lt;br /&gt;anyway, heres what happened to me today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First lesson: Maths(ah-gain)&lt;br /&gt;um..we continued to learn area and perimeter...area of parrellelogram and trapezium..and I answered a question. so good girl right?? I know..thank you thak you very much!!then, blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second lesson:Science Lab&lt;br /&gt;it was fun!! we did an experiment about elements. so cool..but other than that, we didn't do anything much, I guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third lesson: Enrichment&lt;br /&gt;BOOORING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RECESS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth and Final lesson: Art&lt;br /&gt;nothing much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, after school, amy and I stayed back to do the notice boards...and now it looks so nice. but I almost killed myself while trying to lock the cupboard cos the bar was soo heavy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, until next time, bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-115166362946901587?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/115166362946901587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=115166362946901587' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115166362946901587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115166362946901587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/06/hi-everybody.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30388956.post-115150281005427196</id><published>2006-06-28T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T17:45:33.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi everyone...this is my first post..yay me!!!haha, I'm high today. anyway, look at the list below kay'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Annoying Stuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;People who get up to look all over the place for the remote control because they refuse to go to the tv and change the channel manually.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When watching a movie, people who say,"Did you see that?" No, I didn't. I paid $8.00 to come to the movies to stare at the ceiling. What did you come here for?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When waiting at the bus-stop, people who come and ask,"Has the bus come yet?" HEL-LO! if the bus had come, would I be waiting here?!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People who point at their wrist while asking for the time. dude, I know where my watch is, okay? do I point at my crotch if I want to ask where the toilet is?!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When a policeman pulls people over and then asks,"Did you know how fast you were going?" you should know, moron, you pulled them over!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People who ask,"Can I borrow a piece of paper?" sure, but puh-lease don't return it, its ONE PIECE OF PAPER!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People who ask,"Can I ask you a question?" didn't really give me a choice, did you?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so, people who are reading this, be careful of what you say. if you say the wrong thing, I may just kill you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ugh. I desperately need to change my blogskin. its sick&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;all these annoying stuff taken from somewhere, but I'm not gonna tell you. sorry, personal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30388956-115150281005427196?l=chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/115150281005427196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30388956&amp;postID=115150281005427196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115150281005427196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30388956/posts/default/115150281005427196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chandelierofmemories.blogspot.com/2006/06/hi-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>~ME~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248329204291691415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
