<?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-27094783</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:12:19.569+08:00</updated><category term='LAST DAY OF CNY HOLS.'/><category term='I Miss Camp Corri &apos;08'/><category term='REFLECT PPL.'/><category term='HAPPY CNY =D'/><category term='EMONESS.'/><title type='text'>percussionX</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>237</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-7460219947240669409</id><published>2008-12-11T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:50:47.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/ST_yKWv6uEI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Za64e9Z530U/s1600-h/DSC00003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/ST_yKWv6uEI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Za64e9Z530U/s320/DSC00003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278203548020684866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;HELLO EVERYONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm so nice, help Sharon update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;After like how long?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA, she's so lazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;tsk tsk tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;HAHA, today had BAND BBQ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&amp;amp; Sharon's body is aching thanks to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;HAHAHAHA, AMAZING RACEEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;They're group came in first, so it's all worth it!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;And Sharon's being so nice now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;She's sending me stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;which is taking so freaking long to load.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;But anyway, at least i wrote something.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px; "&gt;I LOVE CLAIRE:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-7460219947240669409?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7460219947240669409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=7460219947240669409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/7460219947240669409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/7460219947240669409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/ST_yKWv6uEI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Za64e9Z530U/s72-c/DSC00003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-9154248075830810086</id><published>2008-05-14T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T21:52:47.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;omg today brought my band file for nothing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so stupid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;had such a nice welcome when i stepped into the music room, hearing the word 'EX president'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ah well.. must get used to it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the meeting wasn productive at all.. Heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and was glad to know tht some ppl didn know who our cca teacher in charge was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;like OMG. totally embarrassing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;now i feel so new in band. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;really really wierd.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;at least i don't have to go back for band till after my chinese O's.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;anyway! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;got back chi and e-maths today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;chi was sucky..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;chi drills was kinda ok.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;managed to go through 2.5 hours of chi.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;must really pray for Jiang lou shi.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hope her family is fine back in sichuan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;k gtg now. BYE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-9154248075830810086?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/9154248075830810086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=9154248075830810086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/9154248075830810086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/9154248075830810086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2008/05/omg-today-brought-my-band-file-for.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-3502052765094603876</id><published>2008-05-08T17:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T18:09:57.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hello! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;one more day before exam ends!!! AHAHAHA..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i've been waiting for this day.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;although i'll be having my chi Os on the first day of the june hols. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i kinda screwed up my papers.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;like seriously seriously screw up.. HEH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;studying 20 chapters per subject (for sciences). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and 17 chapters for A-maths.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sec 1 to sec 4 work for e-maths.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sec 3 and 4 work for ss and history..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i really wonder how i did tht in like.. 2 weeks.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;really miss those days where we only have to learn like a few chapters..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;anyway.. its over! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;when O levels is drawing near then i'll panick again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but if i don't do well this time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;its really a wake up call. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im being random.. but i miss band. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;maybe not so much ever since the stress and exams started.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but i still miss band a little tiny-winy bit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;oh yah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;wanna wish all the may babies : natasha, vanessa (nat's twin) , aveline, gen and vanessa leong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;love ya guys loads.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;physics paper 1 tmr.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;not planning to study tht much.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;but just do tys and more tys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;gtg!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-3502052765094603876?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3502052765094603876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=3502052765094603876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/3502052765094603876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/3502052765094603876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello-one-more-day-before-exam-ends.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-7009679908371896094</id><published>2008-04-11T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T21:52:36.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HELLO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;band was so sad today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so many ppl cried when we showed the ppt.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i cried when i was saying my 'speech'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;omg so embarrassing!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then my juniors started crying too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AHH.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i shall finish my speech here! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thank u guys for your support and encouragement.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;just let u know tht when i scold you all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;its for your own good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i can really see tht the band is united after all tht we have been through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE YOU GUYS LOADS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;although u always make my blood boil.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;somehow i just feel this sense of belonging in the band..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;like we're one big family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;don't know if you guys feel the same.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but i still love you!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when the new committee take over.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;make sure u all listen to them k? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im sure they will do a fantastic job.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but whatever u do.. just do ur best..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;don't care if the ex seniors think the band's standard dropped since they left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(no offence seniors! =P) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;just work hard and play hard.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i have faith in you guys! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE PB!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-7009679908371896094?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7009679908371896094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=7009679908371896094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/7009679908371896094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/7009679908371896094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello-band-was-so-sad-today-so-many-ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-5454663197252635629</id><published>2008-04-06T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T22:41:37.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;HELLO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;it has been an awesome week! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;firstly.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;concert!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;its finally over.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;but i had a great time.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;minus the shouting and all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i shall not go there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;don't want to rmb what happened.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;really wanna thank all of u guys to TRY to co-operate with me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;still need a little more effort but ya.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;at least u guys bothered to try. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;wanna thank cherie, sonya and shanna for staying back with me to pack up the music room when everyone left. thanks so much! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;owe u guys one.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;we did shutter runs eh cherie? LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;friday was even better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;except 2.4km run. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;almost died! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i have learnt not to eat macs before running. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;couldn walk properly after the run. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;xs and pr came to my house to bathe and change..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;rushed off to st pats concert.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;which was totally awesome.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i made an unglam grand entrance! LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;not something nice though. HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;st.stephan's pri band was CUTE.. CUTE CUTE CUTE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;esp the timpani player. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;he was running up and down throughout the whole song.. OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;so cute!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;was cam-whoring outside VCH while waiting for my dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sent xs to church and pr home after the whole concert. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;will upload the pics another time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;next day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;went to sing for christopher's grandparents' 50th wedding anniversary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;really cool.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;married for 50 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i doubt i can do tht. &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 went to parkway to do something SHOPPING. YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ate at jack's place..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;too bad i had to pay majority of the bill.. TSK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;at least i had my cheese cake!! yummy.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;went home.. and started doing my homework. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;talked on the phone for 2 hours.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;then ate dinner.. yup..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;today had cat class.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;last 3 lessons! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;don't know if thts good or not.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;can't believe everyone was in the same class since pri 1! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;LOL.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;went for lunch at some jap place.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;bought some daily necessities.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;went home and hit the books!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;for once.. i started studying.. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;yay for sharon! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hope next week will be a good week but i doubt so.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2 tests and bio SPA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;DIE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-5454663197252635629?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5454663197252635629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=5454663197252635629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/5454663197252635629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/5454663197252635629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-184798174148385060</id><published>2008-04-01T20:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T20:29:32.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAPPY APRIL FOOL'S DAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;omg today was hilarious.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;though it didn really work out. HEH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;it was fun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;esp when it was Ms Kang's lesson. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;freaking hilarious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;some ppl are just so irritating..&lt;br /&gt;one whole group of them. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;person A&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are so quiet..&lt;br /&gt;but have the biggest mouth when it comes to complaining!&lt;br /&gt;if u have the guts to complain to _____ about me and the committee, then why not tell it straight to my face in front of everyone? HUH?&lt;br /&gt;want to be angel infront of ____ only la. WTF. GO AND DIE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;person B&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not very good technically still can complain.&lt;br /&gt;bet u had fun at ______ last sat right?&lt;br /&gt;say what your parents downstairs waiting.&lt;br /&gt;waiting my ass ah.&lt;br /&gt;so self-centred, so irresponsible!!! GO AND DIE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's wrong with you ppl mann..&lt;br /&gt;giving me problems.&lt;br /&gt;like excuse me, i have a life!&lt;br /&gt;i give up on you..&lt;br /&gt;cuz you're not worth my time.&lt;br /&gt;if you don't want to co-operate, its none of my business!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-184798174148385060?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/184798174148385060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=184798174148385060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/184798174148385060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/184798174148385060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-april-fools-day-omg-today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-6630664237855852149</id><published>2008-03-16T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T19:46:29.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hello.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;march hols were crappy.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;had to study for my piano exam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i was studying so hard on the Italian, German and French terms but none came out! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;like WTH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i was so freaking pissed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and the SMU lecture room was coooool.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but stuffy.. though it's air-conditioned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;band on wed was _____.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;if you were there, you would know what word to put in tht space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i wasn't angry.. but super angry.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;of course im not someone who scolds.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so yeah. just bottle it up inside and then explode when band's over. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;thank god for sec 4s. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;seriously mann.. Heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;love them loads! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;march hols are over.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;back to school!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;i wonder who im going to sit with for the whole of next term.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;hopefully she's someone i can talk to. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;well gtg now! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;need to do some last min hw. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-6630664237855852149?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6630664237855852149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=6630664237855852149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/6630664237855852149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/6630664237855852149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-7553188341051556211</id><published>2008-02-23T16:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:09:28.079+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Miss Camp Corri &apos;08'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HELLO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;haven't been blogging alot huh.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;just came back from Sec 2 camp corri '08.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;besides having to loose my voice, having aches, sunburns and ropeburns, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;IT WAS AWESOME! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;like totally..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i miss camp, i miss jalan bahtera, and most of all i miss sec 2/4! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;seeing them work together and having so much fun really touched me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;though we facils were raising our voices to ask them to move faster, it was worth it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;really worth it to see them transform into a strong and united class.. one big family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;just remember.. &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;winning isn't everything&lt;/span&gt; ya? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the most important thing is that you guys enjoyed yourselves and learnt something from the camp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;deep down in my heart, you guys are already winners. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;so keep up the good work!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CRANK THAT SEC 2/4!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/R7_V3kIE7PI/AAAAAAAAADU/WUd6K1BVup8/s1600-h/DSCI1082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170086047811693810" style="CURSOR: hand" height="231" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/R7_V3kIE7PI/AAAAAAAAADU/WUd6K1BVup8/s320/DSCI1082.jpg" width="309" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;By the way.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WE FACILS AND INSTRUCTORS ROCK TOO!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/R7_WhEIE7QI/AAAAAAAAADc/575s6018AtM/s1600-h/DSCI1092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170086760776264962" style="WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" height="237" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/R7_WhEIE7QI/AAAAAAAAADc/575s6018AtM/s320/DSCI1092.jpg" width="309" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-7553188341051556211?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7553188341051556211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=7553188341051556211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/7553188341051556211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/7553188341051556211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2008/02/hello-havent-been-blogging-alot-huh.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/R7_V3kIE7PI/AAAAAAAAADU/WUd6K1BVup8/s72-c/DSCI1082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-5528569723501439097</id><published>2008-01-28T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T20:30:00.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HELLO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;haven been blogging for weeks! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anyway.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;forgot what has happened since i last blogged. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;all i know is that we have lots of tests.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;one test down.. four more to go! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;what a nice way of counting down the week ya? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Chingay practice this wed.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;AHH. late nights again.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and waking up to see huge patches of dark rings around my eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;aww mann..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Gen didn come last monday to wed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I WAS BORED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;she abandoned me.. =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;LOL. but i managed to get through those three days by sitting with stacy and sarah anne. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i really don't know how sarah anne can stand sitting with stacy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and i can't believed i actually sat next to stacy for half a year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HAHA. kidding! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;stacy's nice.. right stacy? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;don't mind me but don't u think you've crossed the line? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;be grateful tht u even have the opportunity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-5528569723501439097?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5528569723501439097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=5528569723501439097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/5528569723501439097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/5528569723501439097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-735094993563376216</id><published>2008-01-02T21:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T21:35:11.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;hey.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;first day of sch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;what can i say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;typical stuffs teachers will say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;make me nervous.. haiyo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;CANTEEN FOOD SUCKS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;the soup tastes like water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;bee hoon is tasteless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;SEC 4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;still used to calling myself a sec 3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;im still young! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;btw mr Quek didn know there were 12 days of christmas until today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-.-''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;anyway.. was looking forward to band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;but it was crappy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;everything's starting to go wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;so many things on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;the chingay ppl and modern dance ppl came in today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;plus dhoom.. didnt manage to do anything for orientation. so ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;talking about chingay.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;had to choose 20 ppl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;SIAN. so many sec 4s can't go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;so only left me and xs. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;as usual. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;she's like my chingay/drumming fest buddy. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;thanks for going with me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;auditions! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;next tues. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;poh hun not coming! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;nat and stacy will be there too.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yup. nothing else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-735094993563376216?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/735094993563376216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=735094993563376216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/735094993563376216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/735094993563376216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2008/01/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-9031895556630868177</id><published>2007-12-26T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T18:45:37.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im one day late.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but yeah. heck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;there's twelve days of christmas anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;had a feast/family christmas dinner yst.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the aunties and uncles came.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yup. had lots of fun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;band tmr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;speaking about band.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;spent 4 freaking hours writing barely half the score for Dhoom 2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;its gonna be different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;cuz i realised that the one we usually play is like totally different from the song itself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;since he wanted me to follow the song as accurately as i can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;had to change everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yup.. hope he prefers it. if not i'll hate him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-3430423175339763576</id><published>2007-12-18T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T21:35:34.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;hey.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;haven been blogging.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;band the past two days were.. -.-''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;thts all i can say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;racking my brain in the morning to think of new rhythms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;mann.. was so tired..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;luckily i have Nat.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;he didn really like what we came up with at first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;had to think of new formations to drag the whole performance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;he only made some minor adjustments here and there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;didn really help much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;but it was a good way in which we can see the real ability of the band members. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;kinda satisfied with what my grp came up with. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;others were just as good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;performance tmr.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;just hope it'll go well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and really hope i don't see anyone i know there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;esp in tht stupid idiotic hairstyle..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-3430423175339763576?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3430423175339763576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=3430423175339763576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/3430423175339763576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/3430423175339763576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/12/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-2993947620089729849</id><published>2007-12-10T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T22:51:02.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;helloo.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;haven been blogging.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;anyway.. had lunch with mathea, natasha and angela at Cafe Cartel.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;they treated me.. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;thanks for the slipper and the treat! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;love ya guys.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;and they sang happy birthday song.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;so embarrassing.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;but thanks so much! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;walked around BHG. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;had to go home early to celebrate with family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;went to Astons to eat! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;great place!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;lets see what i got so far:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-$108 tagger bag from my cousins. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-a really beautiful cat necklace from my sis.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-heart shape necklace from matthew.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-flip flops from urbanfemale from nat and gang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;many many more from others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;im still expecting somemore cuz many of my friends are overseas now.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;won't see them till next year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;haiz.. thts the bad thing about having birthdays during the hols. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;but nonetheless.. i love being a december baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;pics will come in later.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;have to get it from nat and my dad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;well thanks everyone for their wishes and smses and presents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;esp those who smsed at midnight.. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;love ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-2993947620089729849?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2993947620089729849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=2993947620089729849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/2993947620089729849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/2993947620089729849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/12/helloo.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-2361400844386519536</id><published>2007-11-30T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T20:22:49.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;back from MOE leadership camp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it was quite fun.. yup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1 hour bus ride to jalan bahtera. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;splited up into 2 grps.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my grp consisted of pei rong, olivia, tsin ning, mathea, pearlyn, janna, joy, randy, rouen, amanda, melissa, sarah anne, maria, michelle chew, michelle low and su jan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and we're called the !Oompa Loompa(s).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the other grp called themselves Rojak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ate breakfast, then went on to the zipline/high elements. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;zipline a.k.a flying fox was FUN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it wasn tht high.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;coach timothy promised me tht if i didn scream, he would treat me to dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and i really didn scream! joy and janna was 'screaming/cheering' for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so from up there it seemed as if i screamed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haiz.. no dinner in the end. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yup.. due to the rain we couldn do high elements and kayaking. SIAN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we only managed to learn how to belay and tying the 8-figure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;did wet weather activities.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;by then it was already 6 plus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bathed,  ate dinner which was kinda disgusting but edible. yuck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;did night walk! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;first half we were all blind folded holding each other by the shoulder. and they were leading us to some place.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and we ended up in the entrance, which leads to a long stretch of road. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the second half was freaky. had to walk alone one by one along the road. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i was.. kinda freaked out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it was pitch black. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;until some stupid car drove pass and spoilt the fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;walked for like 7 mins plus, met the rest and talked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;michelle's ghost story was SO scary. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;waited for everyone to reach, then walked back as a grp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nights out at 11pm plus. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;woke up at 6.45am, assembled at 7.30am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ate breakfast.. oh yah. we did the hungry cheer again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;well for every meal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;started the day off with recap of belaying techniques/skills. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then learnt how to read the compass and doing pacing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;which was kinda lame. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;moved on to outdoor cooking! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;super tedious! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;had to cook orange omelette and cookie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the orange omelette was a disaster cuz the fire just couldn start! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we had to use dry leaves to keep it going. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but in the end it couldn really work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the cookies turned out to taste like prata. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;at least it was nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;took close to 2 hours to finish cooking/starting the fire.. yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;after tht ate lunch, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;moved on to rockclimbing/belaying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;everyone took turns to do all the roles of the belay team and being the climber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;after my grp we started playing the bottle game. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;all the instructors couldn get it. OLD LA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;they taught us this 'ba rum' game. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;which was really funny and noisy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;had to sit between instructor randal a.k.a random and instructor jeremy a.k.a gay. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;super noisy can.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but i wasnt distracted. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;they thought i would lose. BLEAH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;in the end they both had to do forfeit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;super lame! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;next was the casualty course/general station. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;had to do some obstacle while having a casualty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so ppl had to take turns carrying her. the first one was maria.. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;first station we had to get everyone across this high wall, including the casualty, but she couldn 'move'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;finished then had to do the higher wall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the next casulty was ME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haiz. carried me flat up the staircase. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my neck was killing me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;next station everyone had to go through this tire, including me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the activity stopped cuz we didn realise tht the grp's safety was in danger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the spine hitting the edge of the tire and all. yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so the instructors lectured us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but in the end we made it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then bathed, ate dinner, then played kidnap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;maria got kidnapped. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;there were 25 boxes in which 2 contained our grp's key to unlock her chains. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so we had to finish one station in order to guess one box. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;if we didn get it right.. we have to move on to station 2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yeah.. thts how it goes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the first time we guessed it right.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so we got our first key! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and then luck wasn on our side.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;did like 5 other stations before guessing the next box which contained our key. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it was box 1 and 6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yeah.. then everyone gathered at the shutter area. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;someone told them it wasn there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my grp didn believe so we went to check, opening all the shutters, AT NIGHT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me and tsin ning opened the first one, and it couldn open. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then tried the second one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we didn know it was open, so we used alot of strength. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then the instructor inside ran out and scared us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i was totally freaked out k! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;scream like crazy. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yup. so we got maria out.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and we won! haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;day 3 didn do much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;did area cleaning, debrief then went back to sch! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i missed band ALOT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kept smsing poh hun and others to ask how was band. yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so tht was it! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-2361400844386519536?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2361400844386519536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=2361400844386519536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/2361400844386519536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/2361400844386519536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/11/hey-back-from-moe-leadership-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-1342080592184031438</id><published>2007-11-25T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T18:24:28.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hello.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;haven been blogging these few days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;moved house already! lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so the internet was down the past week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yeap.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;been really busy lately.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;packing stuffs.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;moving it here and there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and i think i lost my chem wb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;damn. of all books. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;anyway.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;many things have been going on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;can't take it anymore! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;really worried about my grandma.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;us being seperated from my cousins etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;long story. haiz.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;band the past few weeks weren tht fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;but i want to say tht the sec 1s did really well on friday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;so cute.. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;they were really good, given the short time to practice and come up with a new rhythm and all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and they had to stay back after band to do it, as usual. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;yup. proud of you guys! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;going to have band on monday and tuesday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then going for MOE camp from wed to friday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sad.. rather go for band! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;poh hun's going to be alone.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;haiz.. the band better listen to her. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;gtg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-1342080592184031438?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1342080592184031438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=1342080592184031438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/1342080592184031438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/1342080592184031438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-9187302504501843121</id><published>2007-11-14T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T20:59:41.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;had band today.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;it was.. so-so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;finally finished valley! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;but its still very messy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;yup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;wait till the saviour comes back form god know where he is.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;vanessa! jia you k? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;didn know your part was tht difficult. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;you can do it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;anyway.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;one more band prac was added. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;oh yah.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;was really annoyed with someone today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;she just can't keep her freaking mouth shut!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;so irritating! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;whenever i see her. i just.. just feel like strangling her!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;AHH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;calm down sharon.. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;prefects camp tmr till friday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i really wonder how it'll go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i mean.. after what happened. HEH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;hope they won't make my life miserable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;pray to God something good will come out of it.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;went to eat lunch with stacy, nat and ph before meeting my bro at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;century to watch Game Plan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A must watch movie! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;really nice. and touching! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;yeah.. came home.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;slacked.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;no more nice chi shows to watch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;and i still haven pack for the camp.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;cya! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-9187302504501843121?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/9187302504501843121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=9187302504501843121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/9187302504501843121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/9187302504501843121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/11/had-band-today.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-7831220591691775705</id><published>2007-11-13T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T20:40:21.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;haven't been blogging the past few days. or weeks. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;anyway.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;performance was quite a success.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;didn know the stage was so small. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;so we couldn move around or change formation etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;but i guess it was fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;yup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;had band today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;had to clean up the library and the 'store room'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;it was so freaking dirty! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;but ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;at least we get CIP points. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;the rest did sectionals for valley. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and im suppose to finish up valley by tmr? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;no no mann.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;its so difficult to conduct. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;its not even my job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;talking about tht.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;the sec 4NA didn come again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;only farah. haiz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;had to play with only three timpani cuz the forth one couldn go through the music room door. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;so stupid.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;yup.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;nothing much to blog about.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;band tmr! ahh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and those ppl want to take the green TAMA drum set for grad nite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and i have to prepare it for them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;like wth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;they themselves cannot take meh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;something sure happen to the drum set. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;anyway.. can't wait for the senior's farewell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;its going to be FUN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAHA. well to me la. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-7831220591691775705?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7831220591691775705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=7831220591691775705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/7831220591691775705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/7831220591691775705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello-havent-been-blogging-past-few.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-1393584460712677568</id><published>2007-11-03T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T21:01:57.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hey! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;finally school's over! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;anyway.. about friday.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;many things happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;both good and bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;stupid way to end sec 3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yeah.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;had to meet mrs cheong during recess.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and she was so nice! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i talked to her as if she's my best friend. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;much better then them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wierd huh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but ya. she was nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;talked to me nicely and all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the best part was when she said i could actually go to the shop opp sch to alter my skirt if i find it too long! like OMG. i was shocked to hear tht from her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and actually they called me back partly cuz of friendship problems. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;which has nothing to do with prefects! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;like WTH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;complain queen ah she.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;of course she'll make it look like im the one at fault, given her fantastic acting talent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;but i seriously don't get it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;she really wants me to get into trouble.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;haiz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;what to do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sacrificing friendship for position.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;isn tht what she always thought was the right thing to do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;now she got it.. shouldn she be happy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i just don't get it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;anyway.. now the happy thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;had class BBQ at mr poh's house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;it was damn fun! it was a dress up party.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;went to angela's house after sch to make the shirt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i think we did a really good job! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;everyone thought it was printed on. HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;we took a damn long time to do it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;so ya. all our hard work! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;at mr poh's house, we played hide and seek and sardines around the whole condo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;joy and janna really could hide.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;the whole class was walking as a group finding them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;it was really fun! but tiring! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;heh.. went home at about 11 plus.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;yup.. pictures will come later! angela haven given it to me yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;hols aren exactly hols.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;rehearsals for concert next year.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;lots of hw.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;need to study for Os next year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i can't believe im going to be sec 4 next year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;gonna step down from band!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;AHH.. i don't want! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;its so sad.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;used to see my seniors leaving.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;and now its my turn..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-1393584460712677568?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1393584460712677568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=1393584460712677568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/1393584460712677568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/1393584460712677568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/11/hey-finally-schools-over-anyway.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-8123288755626582535</id><published>2007-10-24T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T21:14:39.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hey.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;bad day today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;had Big Day Out.. which was totally disorganised!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;kept changing venue.. Heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and got scoldings from many teachers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;well it isnt our fault.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;we were just told to play there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;anyway.. everything went fine till the afternoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;had my reassessment for prefects. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i tell u.. it was a total screw up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;but i am proud of myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i made a choice between PB and prefects. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;cuz they asked me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;'If PB had a performance, and if you were down for duty for prefects on the same day, which one would u go to?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i said PB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i mean.. DUH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i have a hugh responsibility in band. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;unlike prefects, where they have hundreds of prefects and im like a nobody there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;they can't possibly expect me to choose prefects over band. HEH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;NEVER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;even if tht costs me to step down, i would never regret saying tht. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and band was equally stressful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;two perf without him?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;thts totally crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i can just die. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-8123288755626582535?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8123288755626582535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=8123288755626582535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/8123288755626582535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/8123288755626582535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/10/hey_24.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-2608831213762120098</id><published>2007-10-21T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T19:08:06.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hey.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;haven been blogging these few days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;anyway.. band has started! haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ah well.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the stress is back again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;it just doesn go away huh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;yup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;keep moving forward! lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;there's Big Day Out on wed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;really scared though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;hate to lead. seriously.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;no one actually believes it but ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;im really scared. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;everyone says i can do it etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but they don't know it really feels like standing infront. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;well maybe its just me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;and the next perf he won't be there again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;haiz.. our year is THE most unlucky batch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;really.. everything new and what not happens when we are in charge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;its more stressful then the past few seniors i must say.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ah well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;at least we know we made a change in band. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;yup! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;VALLEY. HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i really can lose weight playing the timpani! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;thts something good. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i had muscle aches the next day. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i guess i could lose a few kg after next year's concert. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;anyway.. im kinda relaxing myself now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;watched lots of chi series shows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;really nice! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;should watch 'Fang Yang De Xing Xing' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;a must watch! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;results.. ERM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;haha.. not going to say anything about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;what's done is done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and i won't regret about not studying harder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;cuz it won't change my marks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;must well accept it and move on! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-2608831213762120098?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2608831213762120098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=2608831213762120098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/2608831213762120098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/2608831213762120098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/10/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-3401125265784723986</id><published>2007-10-10T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T22:14:33.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hello! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EXAMS ARE OVER.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im like finally free.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;well not exactly.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;things have been happening.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;but none the less.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;exams are over! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;tht means.. no more studying.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;no more memorising equations and formulas.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;no more whatever! HAHAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;felt tht sense of freedom after giving amanda my chem paper. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;and sitting in the hall for exams are kinda cool compared to classrooms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;LOL. first time sitting behind stacy.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;YUP.. im really glad its over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;now im just going to rest and relax! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;play all i want.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;and SHOP all i want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;i have been deprived of purchasing clothes, shoes, assessories etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;but now no one can stop me! muahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;ok im going crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;going to conference with nat and stacy at god knows what time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;just have to wait till my phone rings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;and we actually have to conference two times just to go out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;and from a two night sleepover to just a normal going out thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;AHH. so much for the excitement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;gtg now! nites! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-3401125265784723986?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3401125265784723986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=3401125265784723986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/3401125265784723986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/3401125265784723986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello-exams-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-7935210304682648514</id><published>2007-09-19T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T20:53:40.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hello.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;long time since i last posted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;anyway.. been busy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;now band's over, im free everyday.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;just doesn feel right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so wierd to be home so early on a wednesday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;haha.. I MISS BAND. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;thts my point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;exams are round the corner..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;can't study.. my brain's not functioning.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and why is tht.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I DON'T KNOW. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;haiz.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;jia you sharon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-7935210304682648514?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7935210304682648514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=7935210304682648514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/7935210304682648514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/7935210304682648514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello_19.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-2965889510830070962</id><published>2007-09-02T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T23:18:32.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hello.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;heh its like 11 at night now.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;anyway.. decided to blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;TEACHER'S DAY is finally over! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;all the stress is gone.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but ya.. i thought we did very well.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;considering the fact that peranakan is not something we're familiar with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;GREAT JOB PB!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;went out with nat and angela. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;went to vivo to watch Hairspray. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;its an awesome show. a must watch! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;anyway.. just so happen the cast of Heroes came down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;so ya.. the whole first floor was damn crowded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;saw many SACians. like stacy and gang. lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;then yeah.. walked and talked. damn funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;we always seem to lose our way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;couldn find the cinema. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;went to White Dog Cafe to eat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;its a very nice restaurant to eat at. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;reasonable price yet delicious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Oh and vanessa (nat's sis) said tht she saw Mr Juraimi and Mr Siad at vivo too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;lucky i didn see them. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;then ya. had to take turns carrying the bear for Bey Bey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;YEAH. so mah fun.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;yup. so.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;exams are round the corner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;always want to study but can't! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;homework just takes up alot of time.. haiz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;so no time to study. blame the teacher's for tht.. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;gtg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-2965889510830070962?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2965889510830070962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=2965889510830070962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/2965889510830070962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/2965889510830070962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-1286638786859767431</id><published>2007-08-20T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T21:45:02.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hello.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SCHOOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i dragged myself to school today.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;though i could have stayed at home.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sleeping all day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;had effing fever the last few days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;like 39.5? it was hell..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the ACES dance was nicer than last year's one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ok.. anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yeah sch was alright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;mondays are the best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;have the least number of periods. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;had headache at the end of the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and my neck! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;it was killing me the whole day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;from one lymnode (however u spell it) , it became three! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ahh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yeah so it was damn pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;tutorials was ok today.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ms kang talked about this idiom, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and i kinda like it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;'The only constant in life is change'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;had teacher's day prac after tutorials. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;it was productive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and stacy pressed my neck the way she does it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;it was effing pain ok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;seriously! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;she just wouldn stop! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i didn exactly cry.. just dropped a few tears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;obviously not infront of everyone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;straight away took the tablet tht stops it from hurting.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and no one was listening to a word i was saying.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so i did what everyone was doing.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;practicing my own stuffs, being in my own world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then after tht ppl got things started. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;we kinda got things done by then. sort of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ppl these days just don't care about their responsibilities until trouble comes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and when it comes, they don't get the scolding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;smart arent they? XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;called me grand aunt, and off to home! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;away from all troubles. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-1286638786859767431?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1286638786859767431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=1286638786859767431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/1286638786859767431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/1286638786859767431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/08/hello_20.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-7545120447474680053</id><published>2007-08-15T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T20:18:45.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;sch was totally fine.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;though the day was long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;it was ruined by band. so ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;here goes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i found a very good reason why the band's like THAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;juniors not listening.. talking when someone else is talking.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and the reason is because they see the seniors doing it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;so why can't they? can't blame them at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'll probably die on friday.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the whole 'sharon, i do not like what im hearing' speech will go on again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and teacher's day perf is really killing me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;things arent just working out for me nowadays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;lucky thing i didn break down during band.. &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 suck being pres.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-7545120447474680053?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7545120447474680053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=7545120447474680053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/7545120447474680053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/7545120447474680053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/08/sch-was-totally-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-7968417359670077885</id><published>2007-08-02T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T21:49:47.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hello.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;today sch seemed to end so fast.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;was so sleepy during a maths! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;then yeah after tht was awake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;anyway.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;had to stay back for teacher's day rehearsal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;was so frustrated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wherever we go to practice.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;we always seem to disturb ppl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;its damn irritating when teachers come in or student leaders of other cca's to tell you not to make so much noise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and its not like we had the choice right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ph seemed to be in a moody mood. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;these few days haven been good if u ask me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;its really hectic, stress, more stress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;its so tiring.. haiz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i hope i won't grow white hair anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;we had only 1 hour plus to practice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;but i was surprised we could do at least half the song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;there wasnt a freaking pluck to pluck in the radio wire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;so there was no song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;so had to make our own version. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;something like tht.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;just collaborating whatever we know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;yup..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;can't wait for concert tmr.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HAHA. yeah ok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-7968417359670077885?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7968417359670077885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=7968417359670077885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/7968417359670077885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/7968417359670077885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/08/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-8349258963007556249</id><published>2007-08-01T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T20:59:30.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;F-U-C-K. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thts all i can say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im really lost now.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i really don't know what to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so pls if u have the ans.. TELL ME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i just wanna get away from everyone and everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im not going to say anymore things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cuz i know it'll create more hatred. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;maybe if i take a step back.. it'll change for the better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i've just got alot of things on my mind now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;don't know where to start. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it just keeps coming and coming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i wonder how anyone can take it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;well the only entertain i got today was PE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;PE is fun.. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;though we keep playing the same thing again and again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;its really fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-8349258963007556249?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8349258963007556249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=8349258963007556249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/8349258963007556249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/8349258963007556249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/08/f-u-c-k.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-9126982769752072240</id><published>2007-07-31T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T20:38:07.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;hey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ok.. well school was kinda ok today.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i actually read through chem yst. cuz i totally didn understand the chapter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;anyway.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;today suppose to go for creative com briefing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;if you need to know why ALL OF US couldn come.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i'll let you know why. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Xiao Si-tuition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Stacy-marching. she missed the last few marching practices cuz of band. so this time she had to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Poh Hun-biology class. she can't miss it cuz bio isn included in her timetable. its an extra subject. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Me-had piano lesson. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Natasha-tuition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sarah G-had to go make her IC. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yup. now u know.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;so could u stop making it sound as though its our fault! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;we were just asking a favour from you. ok maybe a very last min one.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;but still.. couldn u guys help? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i know you'd probably say tht im the pres and all. and tht i SHOULD DO EVERYTHING CONCERNING BAND. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;PLS! i told u before.. im not a super woman. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;if i ask you for a favour.. means i need help. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;if not why the hell would i ask?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;everything concerning the band takes the whole band to do it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;me and poh hun actually asks you whether you guys want to back out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and you guys agreed! i repeated the question alot of times. you guys still agreed! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;none of u said no. so why now when we are already out.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;you have to bitch about it behind our backs like as if we forced you and that its our fault. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yeah everything is our fault now eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;you obviously know we can't focus on both projects, within two weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;especially when everyone can't meet up together. there would always be ppl not coming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;again.. im not only saying the sec 1s and 2s. even the sec 3s can't make it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and i don't think you want to embarrass yourself on stage infront of everyone and let them see a not prepared skit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;well i don't want tht to happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and when we spend too much time on creative com.. what about the teacher's day perf? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;are you going to neglect that one too? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;teacher's day perf is more imp than creative com if u ask me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;don't only think about yourself.. its the band image we're talking about here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;not some crap thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;so pls.. just accept the fact tht we already backed out, and now concentrate on teacher's day. OK? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-9126982769752072240?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/9126982769752072240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=9126982769752072240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/9126982769752072240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/9126982769752072240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/07/hey_31.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-2914319378067620709</id><published>2007-07-20T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T20:21:20.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;today sch was bleah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;was half awake during chemistry! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then yeah. physics.. haiz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i just felt like killing mr quek. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anyway. during recess someone made me angry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then had emaths journal writing test. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then CME. slacked again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;BAND. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;thts what i usually talk about anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;had to use the hall! heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hot hot hot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;did all four sambas. was pretty bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;but after tht it was ok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;u know.. i hate it when ppl don't come for cca. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;esp when you're sick but not THT sick until u can't stay back for band. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;like as if u're going to get a stroke or what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;but ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;then had creative com meeting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;damn funny! at least we have a plot and everything settled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;just need to rehearse. yup! yay.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hope we win.. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and money problem settled!! like finally. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-2914319378067620709?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2914319378067620709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=2914319378067620709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/2914319378067620709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/2914319378067620709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/07/hey_20.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-9076960184397046532</id><published>2007-07-18T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T20:49:29.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello..&lt;br /&gt;i feel so shitty now.&lt;br /&gt;school was kinda ok today. rather short.&lt;br /&gt;was high during history..&lt;br /&gt;and PE!&lt;br /&gt;OMG. it was sick!&lt;br /&gt;we played captains ball for PE.&lt;br /&gt;the usual grp.&lt;br /&gt;stephanie was.. oh my.. all over jasmine.&lt;br /&gt;PHYSICALLY. just to get the freaking ball from her.&lt;br /&gt;everyone was like *eyes wide open, mouth wide wide open*.&lt;br /&gt;we felt so disgusted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;yeah obviously u should know what made me feel like tht now.&lt;br /&gt;i just can't take it anymore!! AHH.&lt;br /&gt;every inch of my blood vessels and cells can just explode NOW.&lt;br /&gt;im sure u guys don't want to hear what happen.&lt;br /&gt;poh hun knows best.. i think. and a few others.&lt;br /&gt;i've been keeping it inside for so long..&lt;br /&gt;i just feel bad scolding u all.&lt;br /&gt;but yet u guys make me scold u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;infront of ppl i say all the nice things about PB.&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah.. all the crap starts coming out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INSTRUMENTS.&lt;br /&gt;if u want to borrow the instru, pls take care of them PROPERLY.&lt;br /&gt;its so painful seeing a djembe torn..&lt;br /&gt;im not blaming u.. just asking/begging u to take care of it.&lt;br /&gt;who taught us to love the instru?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope they will respect the leaders now and not just budge in to do whatever they like.&lt;br /&gt;u might be older than me, but i won't let u push me and the others around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im totally sick and tired of putting my hand up,&lt;br /&gt;waiting for all of u to get ready.&lt;br /&gt;30 secs to notice me and keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;was it like tht last year?&lt;br /&gt;why do u have to do this to me?&lt;br /&gt;i've got enough trouble being the president and senior conductress.&lt;br /&gt;what more do u expect?&lt;br /&gt;im not superwoman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-9076960184397046532?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/9076960184397046532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=9076960184397046532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/9076960184397046532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/9076960184397046532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello_18.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-8385275481719368484</id><published>2007-07-13T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T21:38:25.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hey.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;after sch had band.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;was in the canteen before tht and there was a fight! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so scary.. sec 2s somemore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ruz, crystal and ying hua went over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;poor ruz got stuck between the two ppl fighting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and she got bit and pushed around! LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;damn dramatic la.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;everyone was just standing there watching. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so amazing seeing girls fight.. literally FIGHT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it was damn funny..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;band was fun today. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;samba was so cool.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;really better than last time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anyway.. yeah band was good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;decided not to go for the party in school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so stacy, nat and i went to eat dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;while waiting outside, this girl dropped her wallet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;it was stupid.. she put it on her lap and it just slipped off when she stood up. and she didn realise at all! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then stacy saw.. picked it up.. but by the time the girl got into the car already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so we were like wondering what to do with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;nat said to pass it to G.O. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so ya.. we went back to sch.. sian. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;G.O wasnt open.. then passed it to the security guard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;nat took all the credit when he praised her. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;stacy was angry. not literally ANGRY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so funny.. then the security guard told us to pass it to any teacher. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so went into the sch compound.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;looked for teachers. found one.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and got praised again. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;at least we did a good deed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;continued flagging for taxi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;it took damn long before one finally came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;went to pizza hut at bedok inter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ate a fair bit.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;talked about really stupid stuffs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and there's something wrong with my english today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;kept saying stuffs wrongly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;yeah. today was nice.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;though it was FRIDAY THE 13TH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i thought something bad would happen to me. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;tmr going to watch harry potter! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;with nic and other ppl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;then going to watch it again with family on sunday. =)&lt;br /&gt;YAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-8385275481719368484?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8385275481719368484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=8385275481719368484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/8385275481719368484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/8385275481719368484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/07/hey_13.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-1694116405995607791</id><published>2007-07-12T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:09:28.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hello.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haven been blogging lately. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no time!&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. yeah decided to change blogskin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bored of the old one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;got nothing to blog about.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;HARRY POTTER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i can't wait to watch it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;aahhh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;its so cool... =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RpYt0SuTYeI/AAAAAAAAADM/HH3g1ClluPw/s1600-h/harrypotterimaxposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086303205564047842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="214" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RpYt0SuTYeI/AAAAAAAAADM/HH3g1ClluPw/s320/harrypotterimaxposter.jpg" width="273" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RpYt0SuTYeI/AAAAAAAAADM/HH3g1ClluPw/s1600-h/harrypotterimaxposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RpYt0SuTYeI/AAAAAAAAADM/HH3g1ClluPw/s1600-h/harrypotterimaxposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;going to watch it twice.. YAY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ok.. band. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;he kept scolding me.. well not very fierce or what.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but he's always saying like 'leaders should do this, leaders should do tht'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so irritating! im always doing the wrong thing. haiz..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and i hate it when i have to conduct. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;sian la.. senior conductress not here everything i do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and i can't do it properly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;can't he just appoint another person.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i don't like to do something im forced to.. just because the original person is not here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;think what. i spare tire ah. TSK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i think he's just lazy to do it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;anyway.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;our band shirt is COOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i can't stand it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i just think its damn nice.. =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;tmr got the syf thingy after cca. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;not really looking forward to it though.&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/27094783-1694116405995607791?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1694116405995607791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=1694116405995607791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/1694116405995607791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/1694116405995607791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RpYt0SuTYeI/AAAAAAAAADM/HH3g1ClluPw/s72-c/harrypotterimaxposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-3570713687757130347</id><published>2007-07-06T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T22:20:28.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;last few days haven been blogging. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;didn really have the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;anyway.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;shall not talk about it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;today.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;sch was rather short today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;haha. i was really tired. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;we had this globing day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;everyone wore green. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;kinda lame but ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;we took back the green curtains from our former class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;was suppose to put it up in our classroom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;but in the end we cut it and tied ribbons on our hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;haha.. very cute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;sarah anne made herself look like a ninjah turtle! damn funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;she even wore it out after sch. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;fridays aren tht bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i thought it would be bad cuz we have two maths and all three sciences on the same day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;after tht. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;was looking forward for band. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but.. haha it didn really turn out well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;though we managed to get everything done, i was really disappointed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;if this goes on, im going to loose my voice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;shouting and shouting when no one listens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;won't say who.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but its really tiring wasting so much time just waiting for ppl to get ready. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the past is the past.. we can't possibly ask claire and ruz to come back and lead although i really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;want tht to happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;just too bad u're stuck with me and poh hun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;just wait 9 mths and we'll be gone. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ex seniors looked disappointed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;kept asking me why this why tht. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;kept putting me in the spot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;damn stress la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so difficult to give them what they want or expect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;no matter what,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LIFE GOES ON.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-3570713687757130347?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3570713687757130347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=3570713687757130347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/3570713687757130347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/3570713687757130347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/07/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-1718717186239473789</id><published>2007-06-28T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T22:38:44.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hey! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;today sch was ok.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;was surprisingly awake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so ya. then after sch went to novena with pb peeps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;omg we had so much fun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;firstly i suggested eating sakae sushi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;haha i ate ALOT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and we were laughing like some crazy ppl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and tht restaurent only seems to have one freaking song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and it keeps playing on again and again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;damn irritating. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;but we had alot of fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;talking about lame stuffs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and poh hun being SUPER slow at everything we say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;she makes us laugh alot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;HEH. had a really great time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;then we went to find the shirt shop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i was the smart on who knew it was at novena square and not novena square 2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;and SOMEONE didn listen to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;had to ask other ppl only to know the shop is really at novena square. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;stupid la.. then walked all the way there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;had a little trouble finding the shop too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;all the turns here and there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;confusing place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so we changed it to round neck.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cuz polo tee was super huge. and it looked disgusting. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PB peeps pls bring $15 tmr! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;collectingmoney time. HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;having band tmr at the cca foyer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;its going to be damn hot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;no music rm!! AHH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;lol. k.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-1718717186239473789?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1718717186239473789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=1718717186239473789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/1718717186239473789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/1718717186239473789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/06/hey-today-sch-was-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-3952893225520085530</id><published>2007-06-22T09:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T09:31:01.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hello..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ah. its 9.17am now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so early! i couldn go back to sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so yst.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;what did i do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;oh yah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;k in the morning.. i practiced piano. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;u know i didn realise my piano exam was tht near. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;its like 3rd of July. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so ya. im dead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i better pass la.. then im done with piano!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;well except for my theory. still got one more grade to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sickening la.. can't believe i spent so many years doing something i don't really like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;anyway.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;then i went down to pp to meet nat and angela. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i took 196.. then i thought i was lost or i missed the stop k! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;so stupid la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;went to pp looking for pressies.. but couldn find. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;so took the bus to tm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;omg the bus ride was super long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and we were standing.. haiz.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;but we laughed alot. ALOT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;angela cried again. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;u know.. she crys when she laughs too much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;LOL. wierd right. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;we were talking about how wierd science teachers speaks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;cuz me and nat went to the science centre on wed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and had some designer tee shirt thing and a talk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;the talk was SUPER DUPER boring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;thanks to ph's hand game.. me and nat lived through it. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;the person was like talking in a funny accent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;damn funny.. all of us couldn help but laugh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;which was kinda embarrassing cuz another sch was there too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and they were all taking down notes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;so guai. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;then we talked about other stuffs too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;finally, we reached tm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;bought the pressie, then went to the pet shop to buy my hamster's stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;yup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;watched 'The Messenger' last night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;scary show.......... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;yeah then today.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;got piano lesson for two freaking hours! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i don't know how im going to live through tht. UH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-3952893225520085530?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3952893225520085530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=3952893225520085530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/3952893225520085530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/3952893225520085530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello_22.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-2488407134470184525</id><published>2007-06-19T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T22:08:03.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;band was quite fun today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;had sectionals, combine, then sectionals, and combined again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im just not in the mood to blog now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ppl keep pissing me off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;giving me work to do when im not suppose to be doing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so irritating! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pls have the sense of responsibility. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;doesn mean im the president i have to so everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;if its your part of the job you should jolly well do it! not push it to us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;UH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-2488407134470184525?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2488407134470184525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=2488407134470184525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/2488407134470184525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/2488407134470184525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/06/hey_19.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-7861631775891239502</id><published>2007-06-18T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T21:22:15.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;hello.. &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;came to school early for sectionals today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;but CO took the rm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;so ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;no choice had to wait. &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:#3366ff;"&gt;then band. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;quite disappointing cuz quite a number didn turn up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;had sectionals during band.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;so unfair mallets had to go outside near the gallery. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;so hot la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;after tht combined. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;it was... not say tht bad and not say tht good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;so yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;gotta work harder! &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:#009900;"&gt;k then after band.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;as usual, sec 3s were just hanging out in the music rm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;nat was so freaking funny k. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;she took the wrong skirt, and it turned out to be an XL, when she's like an S size? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;so she rolled her skirt like crazy until it became shorter and tighter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;it was so funny! &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:#9999ff;"&gt;then after tht went down to the pfa office. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;had to call the absentees. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;uh i hate doing tht. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;the rest were outside making alot of noise. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;then ms jezeille caught nat and her super rolled skirt. &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:#cc33cc;"&gt;she came into the office and said, 'haiyo.. tht natasha ah. roll her skirt so much. (then she looked at me), PB pres prefect somemore.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i was like wth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;its not like she purposely want to fold so much right.. &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:#990000;"&gt;so i didn really care about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;and the next thing i knew.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;jezeille was singing in the office! SINGING some chi song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;in my mind i was like 'wth, just shut up..' &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:#330099;"&gt;ok so after i went out of sch, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;i missed the bus. ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;so i took a taxi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;OMG the taxi driver was so irritating! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;he asked how old i was, why am i coming back to sch etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;i think he talk too much and missed the turn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;i was like eh wth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;so i told him he's going the wrong way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;then he was like 'why u nvr tell me! im changing shift now. i'll stop u at the nearest bus stop k?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;i was like arggh. so angry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;and tht bus stop was like way off from where i wanted to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;had to take so many buses to reach. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;wasted like 30 mins la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;lucky he told me i didn need to pay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;yeah so tht was my day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;kinda unlucky. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;haiz. having sectionals tmr at 12pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;than band at 2pm. &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;yup yup. so.. bye! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-7861631775891239502?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7861631775891239502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=7861631775891239502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/7861631775891239502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/7861631775891239502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello_18.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-3834177552800762309</id><published>2007-06-14T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T21:27:21.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;hello.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;haha today spent the whole day in sch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;had prefects training/bonding session. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;it was yeah. ok.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;first game had double wacko. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;our grp was so small la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so boring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;then had newspaper game. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;was quite fun. there were like four taped boxes.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and the circle in the middle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;there were newspapers places there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so when they gave the cue, all grps would run to get as many newspaper as possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;then crush it into balls.. then 'attack' the other grps, and at the same time keep our area clean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;our grp was the best la.. so clean. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;then played blind mans buff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;it was long.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;they were putting egg, wasabi, tomato catchup on u. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;gross la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and we walked on bare foot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and we were pulled away from our grps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;it was fun la.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;having ppl to tickle u using don't know what. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;got used to it after awhile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;then there were dry stuffs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i couldn help but close my eyes once in a while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;it was seriously boring! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;the talk was so freaking long.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;then after tht played games. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;the acting game. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;my grp had to act out 'ba qua' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;kinda like Cherades. just act out in an advertisement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;then yeah had farewell.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;haiz. sometimes i feel so excited about going for band.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then sometimes i wonder why im so enthu about it. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ah well. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-3834177552800762309?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3834177552800762309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=3834177552800762309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/3834177552800762309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/3834177552800762309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello_14.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-4722740987214330287</id><published>2007-06-11T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T19:46:04.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;heyy.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;im so freaking bored... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;did a little of my bio and chem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;was looking after my two little tiny cousins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;one was crying like usual. so i left him with the grandmas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and the other one was cheerful as usual. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;cute and adorable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;really made my morning a happy one. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yup. then they left at about 3pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;then off i went to tm with my bro to run errands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;at the same time let my bro play at the arcade. yup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;rather than staying at home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yeah.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;came home at about 5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;then watched my chi show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tht was my day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BORING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im rotting at home.. someone save me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;oh and i've been sleeping late these few weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;just couldn slp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i don't know why, i keep pondering about things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;and i'll think too far, afraid it'd really happen one day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i think its just me worrying too much about my responsibilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-4722740987214330287?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4722740987214330287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=4722740987214330287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/4722740987214330287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/4722740987214330287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/06/heyy.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-5611871474373976259</id><published>2007-06-08T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T11:54:39.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hello. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ah im bored.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;finished bio and emaths only. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;still got so much more! ahhhh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lazy to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;going out with my bro and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;domestic helper (if i said maid, stacy would prolly kill or lecture me). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yeah. she's going to send money to her hometown. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so we're heading to lucky plaza later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;can shop shop a little. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;oh.. yst went shopping with mummy, bro and sis after doing emaths project. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;mummy took a day off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;cuz she wants to spend time with her dear children! HAHA. ok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yeah so went parkway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i bought clothing! was super discounted la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;saw this jacket.. from $64 to $24! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i was like waaaa.. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;ok.. so ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;after going to lucky plaza.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;gtg home to do more hw. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;must finish el and maybe ss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i hate doing corrections. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;sure a bore. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I MISS BAND. i wanna go back for band. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;saw stacy blogging about exco camp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;the amazing race looked fun eh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;heh. ah well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;don't remind me about exco. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i had to choose.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;presidentship or vice-head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i guess i didn have a choice.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;was thinking of having a band camp during the sept/dec hols. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;yeah. haiz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;and farewell party. i really want THT one!! just too bad its too ex. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-5611871474373976259?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5611871474373976259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=5611871474373976259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/5611871474373976259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/5611871474373976259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello_08.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-3886761466656430460</id><published>2007-06-07T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T11:01:33.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;hey.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ok for stacy's sake.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i shall blog about band. though i already think she knows what happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;so ya. band on tues. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;we did... let me think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;erm yeah we did night flight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;yup. feels wierd without the drumset! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;haiz.. stacy stacy. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;we didn move on to a new part of the song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;cuz some ppl had rhythm problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and ppl were playing instru they weren suppose to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so he was kinda pissed. and started shooting fire at me and poh hun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;super irritating. was super stress. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so ya. &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 interplay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;sec 1s was ok.. just need touch up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yup then bayport. it was kinda a disaster. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;cuz it was a new score to the band. except the sec 3s. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i was happily sight reading the whole time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;anyway, yeah tht was it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and he told me and poh hun to find the bayport conductor's score. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;die die also must find. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;so i was nice.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;cuz we tried to find the score. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;but somehow it wasn in the library. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;so i decided to write it all out. just like what i did for interplay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;oh boy. i took 8 hours, excluding dinner, toilet break and bathing time to finish it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;my hand was freaking pain! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;my fingers were shaking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i was cursing the person who took the score. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;but ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i kept telling myself it was for the band. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;in the end, i finished writing it by 12.45am. then slept at 1am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;next day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;band again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;sec 1s started first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;interplay. yup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;sectionals for seniors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;natasha's joke was damn funny la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;the MRT one. was laughing like crazy. especially marilyn. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;so ya. sec 1s took a long time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;then our turn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;night flight. was ok.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;managed to play till K. yup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;bayport. bleah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;we couldn continue! it was so messy and all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;so we stopped. he told us to practice during the next week cuz there's no band. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sian ah. i wanna go back for band. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;maybe might wanna go back for sectionals. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;yup. so tht was band. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;gtg now! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;go angela's house do project. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;all the geog students went bukit timah today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;so lame la. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;so ya. im going to meet natasha and mathea and angela later for emaths project. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-3886761466656430460?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3886761466656430460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=3886761466656430460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/3886761466656430460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/3886761466656430460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/06/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-4420417019481802806</id><published>2007-06-01T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T19:30:15.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hello.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sry for not blogging for days or weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;didn really have the mood to blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;more or less lazy to blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;yeah.. so had band today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;sucked like shit. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;first of all.. we were late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;the sec 3s. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;it was for a good course k. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;sacrificed our lunch just for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;and we actually thought it was worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;walked into the music room to find &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;claire and ruzanna sitting at the piano. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;no choice.. knew was going to get scolding from them, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and i got it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;but i guess i deserved it. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;so ya. band didn start well for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;was kinda pissed at everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;played night flight. was a disaster. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;cuz we were short of ppl. yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;then interplay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;surprisingly they were better than i expected. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;yeah. a job well done to the sec 1s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;then.. the bonding session. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;well i thought the sec 3s did a good job.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;considering the fact tht we took one day to plan it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;maybe to SOME it wasn fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;its so difficult to satisfy them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;maybe they should taste how is it like being one of the leaders. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;just one day. and you'll see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;its not all about the title and status. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;just living up to it might be a problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;band's so stressful!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;how i wish i could go back to those days.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;6 months of strokes.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;finishing interplay within two weeks.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;playing concert pieces with the past seniors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and the continuous sequence of performances and concerts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;band was fun during those two years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-4420417019481802806?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4420417019481802806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=4420417019481802806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/4420417019481802806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/4420417019481802806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-1234151112381183234</id><published>2007-05-19T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T16:55:44.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,204)"&gt;hey.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;first of all. Blazes of Glory is supppper nice! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;haha. yeah next. im so sorry poh hun for not coming for band. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;yeah. i pian pian that day didn come than two teachers came in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;im so unlucky! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,0)"&gt;oh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,0)"&gt;the cookie baking was successful! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,0)"&gt;like finally.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;anyway. my results sucked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;real bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;hope my homework and class assignments etc would pull my overall marks up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-9023917388331299870</id><published>2007-05-15T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T12:34:51.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hey.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;haha today no sch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;slept till like 10am. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;then started watching my chi show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;didn really do much though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;haiz. band tmr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;how's it going to be? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;good? bad? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i don't wanna think about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;really really hope it'd be well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ah well.. back to watching my chi show! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-9023917388331299870?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/9023917388331299870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=9023917388331299870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/9023917388331299870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/9023917388331299870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/05/hey_15.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-3863498744994182070</id><published>2007-05-15T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:09:31.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;these are the pics when i went out with natasha and angela. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;we were kinda bored... haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmMvdUsCrI/AAAAAAAAACs/3v2ohGTUA9s/s1600-h/Photo0045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064734002907974322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmMvdUsCrI/AAAAAAAAACs/3v2ohGTUA9s/s320/Photo0045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmMvtUsCsI/AAAAAAAAAC0/o3vmFDwjF_Y/s1600-h/Photo0046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064734007202941634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmMvtUsCsI/AAAAAAAAAC0/o3vmFDwjF_Y/s320/Photo0046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmMvtUsCtI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Vse0oh5TgeY/s1600-h/Photo0048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064734007202941650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmMvtUsCtI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Vse0oh5TgeY/s320/Photo0048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmMv9UsCuI/AAAAAAAAADE/eHgGpojj9PE/s1600-h/Photo0049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064734011497908962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmMv9UsCuI/AAAAAAAAADE/eHgGpojj9PE/s320/Photo0049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmMO9UsCmI/AAAAAAAAACE/seE4BnakCOw/s1600-h/Photo0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064733444562225762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmMO9UsCmI/AAAAAAAAACE/seE4BnakCOw/s320/Photo0040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmMO9UsCnI/AAAAAAAAACM/P8-HkG_QSLs/s1600-h/Photo0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064733444562225778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmMO9UsCnI/AAAAAAAAACM/P8-HkG_QSLs/s320/Photo0041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmMPNUsCoI/AAAAAAAAACU/Hf4QPrJ8bQc/s1600-h/Photo0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064733448857193090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmMPNUsCoI/AAAAAAAAACU/Hf4QPrJ8bQc/s320/Photo0042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmMPdUsCpI/AAAAAAAAACc/45L19srBG0g/s1600-h/Photo0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064733453152160402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmMPdUsCpI/AAAAAAAAACc/45L19srBG0g/s320/Photo0043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmMPdUsCqI/AAAAAAAAACk/Il6ehRzMi-E/s1600-h/Photo0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064733453152160418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmMPdUsCqI/AAAAAAAAACk/Il6ehRzMi-E/s320/Photo0044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmL39UsChI/AAAAAAAAABc/3mFhw4RviMc/s1600-h/Photo0035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064733049425234450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmL39UsChI/AAAAAAAAABc/3mFhw4RviMc/s320/Photo0035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmL4NUsCiI/AAAAAAAAABk/8HLBUEPxS6U/s1600-h/Photo0036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064733053720201762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmL4NUsCiI/AAAAAAAAABk/8HLBUEPxS6U/s320/Photo0036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmL4NUsCjI/AAAAAAAAABs/cW6UxHRUOJ0/s1600-h/Photo0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064733053720201778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmL4NUsCjI/AAAAAAAAABs/cW6UxHRUOJ0/s320/Photo0037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmL4dUsCkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/y_0Iq48RErE/s1600-h/Photo0038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064733058015169090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmL4dUsCkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/y_0Iq48RErE/s320/Photo0038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmL4tUsClI/AAAAAAAAAB8/5yzNyTAuNrM/s1600-h/Photo0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064733062310136402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmL4tUsClI/AAAAAAAAAB8/5yzNyTAuNrM/s320/Photo0039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmLQNUsCcI/AAAAAAAAAA0/bhXAPr4hIA8/s1600-h/Photo0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064732366525434306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmLQNUsCcI/AAAAAAAAAA0/bhXAPr4hIA8/s320/Photo0021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmLQNUsCdI/AAAAAAAAAA8/tJm6fooqMtM/s1600-h/Photo0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064732366525434322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmLQNUsCdI/AAAAAAAAAA8/tJm6fooqMtM/s320/Photo0026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmLQdUsCeI/AAAAAAAAABE/GzEmWWCqirU/s1600-h/Photo0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064732370820401634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmLQdUsCeI/AAAAAAAAABE/GzEmWWCqirU/s320/Photo0031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmLQtUsCfI/AAAAAAAAABM/x7fSkzsWS_I/s1600-h/Photo0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064732375115368946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmLQtUsCfI/AAAAAAAAABM/x7fSkzsWS_I/s320/Photo0032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmLQtUsCgI/AAAAAAAAABU/s60DkUICtzA/s1600-h/Photo0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064732375115368962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmLQtUsCgI/AAAAAAAAABU/s60DkUICtzA/s320/Photo0034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/Rkk-7NUsCXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aOJebbqyUXg/s1600-h/letter2+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064648442864470386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/Rkk-7NUsCXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aOJebbqyUXg/s320/letter2+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and these are some AB pics i took from ruz. I MISS AB!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/Rkk-7tUsCYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IJZH81AaC8c/s1600-h/letter2+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064648451454404994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/Rkk-7tUsCYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IJZH81AaC8c/s320/letter2+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/Rkk-8NUsCZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/cCGZMHjkeHw/s1600-h/letter2+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064648460044339602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/Rkk-8NUsCZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/cCGZMHjkeHw/s320/letter2+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/Rkk-8tUsCaI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OkjlMkwZB1k/s1600-h/letter2+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064648468634274210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/Rkk-8tUsCaI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OkjlMkwZB1k/s320/letter2+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/Rkk-9NUsCbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mcuVHbYL8cc/s1600-h/letter2+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064648477224208818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/Rkk-9NUsCbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mcuVHbYL8cc/s320/letter2+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-3863498744994182070?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3863498744994182070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=3863498744994182070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/3863498744994182070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/3863498744994182070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/05/these-are-pics-when-i-went-out-with.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BnNDIzw9-VQ/RkmMvdUsCrI/AAAAAAAAACs/3v2ohGTUA9s/s72-c/Photo0045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-1967596088810207966</id><published>2007-05-11T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T21:06:43.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;hey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha long time since i blogged. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but yeah. no choice. had to study for exams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anyway. yeah exams are over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but i don't seem to be more relaxed at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ah well. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;anyway.. yst didn need to go to sch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;so first half of the day was at home watching my chinese show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;ahh he's so cute and hot!! lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;yeah then in the afternoon went out with my sis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;than after tht met with my two cousins to watch the Phatom of the Opera. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;oh my it was GOOD. FANTASTIC. EXCELLENT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;haha. it was really good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;really worthed the money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then yeah. today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;had so much fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ok maybe the first part not so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;had chi listening and mr poh gave back our a maths results. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;guess i didn really do as well as i have expected. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;really sad.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;went home to rest and then get ready to go out with angela and nat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yeah. and then the funny thing happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;natasha was locked out of her house! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;for like 1 hour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so we all met up late. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;did some window shopping. watched the bridge to terabithia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;it was so nice! i admit! i did cry a LITTLE bit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;everyone in the theatre did ok.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;only ppl like angela. emotionless! heartless! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so ya. had a great time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and we bumped into juniors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;vanessa, shanna, sonya and the other girl who's not my junior and i forgot her name. ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;fancy seeing them at vivo and watching the same movie as us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LOL. kinda shocking though. didn expect to see them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and during lunch. UH. stupid lar.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i so regretted waiting at the table by myself while the rest were buying food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;some foreign ppl bought food. and saw my table was vacant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and they just sat down! just like tht! i was like. OK.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and i pretended they werent there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;they were talking about how they liked singapore food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and it was like so much more cheaper than america. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;something like tht. wierd la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and natasha and angela was laughing at me ok! so embarrassing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;cuz u know they were really tall and big, and im like short and small. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;so its like a giant sitting with a dwarf. HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;so yeah. and next. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;saw THE prefects council. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;no comments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;once u speak of the devil, the devil just seems to appear infront of u a few mins later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;then yeah. talked and laughed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and today, especially today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i keep getting static shock from angela and natasha, and from other ppl i don't know! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;so wierd. its painful lor! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;u just feel tht electric shock thingy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;eeyeer.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;well. we were cam whoring at the open area outside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;its such a nice view. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;saw many couples sitting there. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;and angela's a saddist! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;she saw an ant crawling.. then she blew it off the building! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i guess she blew like 5 ants down the building. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i had so much fun.. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;shall post the pics on the blog later. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-1967596088810207966?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1967596088810207966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=1967596088810207966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/1967596088810207966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/1967596088810207966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/05/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-7464463236566324255</id><published>2007-04-26T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T22:00:11.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;AB got a silver. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;yeah. it came to a shock to everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;there were so much suspense when tey were saying out the results. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;everyone was so scared. and i thought we could clinch tht gold. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;but ya. i guess we weren good enough to the judges. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;but to me, AB did a wonerful job today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;of course, everyone cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;even now as im typing this, drops of tears kept flowing down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i could tell tht everyone gave it their all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i felt really good after the performance. but.. ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;well, my journey in AB is indeed a memorable one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ever since i got into AB, it was like hell staying back three times a week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i missed PB ALOT. as in really alot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but come to think of it, i miss AB now, thinking tht i won't be able to play with them anymore, and tht im going back to PB. ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i guess they really made an impact on me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;their lively, bubbly, spastic characters taught me many things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i've made many new friends too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;thank god for ppl like them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;im really going to miss them! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i'll just have to get back to reality, and adapt back to PB's discipline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im proud to be a PBA! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;AB rocks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-7464463236566324255?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7464463236566324255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=7464463236566324255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/7464463236566324255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/7464463236566324255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/04/hey_26.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-5028671281898427040</id><published>2007-04-21T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T22:41:57.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;ok.. haven been blogging lately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;well i'll start with thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;had meeting for PB about tht thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;it kinda turned out bad for the first part cuz no one wanted to speak up and say what they really think. then the seniors stormed off. and it was only left with the sec 3s and 2s. so ya. everyone bugged me to break the silence. and i did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;so started to talk to them but they seemed like they didn bother to listen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;soon class started. and the sec 3s went back to class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;and later found out tht a few of the sec 4 NAs and sec 2s skiped class and stayed at the canteen to talk about IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and yeah. they'll expect a scolding from ms ponni and hopefully not juraimi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;haiz. it'll be so difficult to handle the band without the seniors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;if u really count, its 8 sec 3s VS 30 plus plus ppl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so ya. get the picture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;im imagining something like stepping into the band room, seeing ppl fooling around, jumping around like some mad monkeys, not being serious at all, and not listening to the leaders. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hope tht won't happen! i want discipline, respect, and be focus. u can act like some crazy person outside band. but obviously, don't keep everything to yourselves. BE YOURSELF. just not too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;anyway. down to friday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;mrs loh came back! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;its not a happy thing though, she came back to celebrate her farewell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;well we played for her. guess its the last time she'll ever hear it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;was very sad. had many speeches, from teachers and all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;the VP cried! it was really sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and everyone started going up to hug her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and we hugged her as a band! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;we walked down the red carpet and everyone was starring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;so embarrassing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and we all hugged her. hope we didn suffocate her or something. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;sad she's leaving. but life goes on! we'll obviously miss her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;so ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;so far my brain cells were taken up by band. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and some apparently died from stoning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;u know ur brain cells die when u stone. ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;band has been THE issue lately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ppl must be wondering why we were crying on friday the 13th, and why the announcements always had something to do with PB meeting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;oh well, hope everything goes smoothly now and in the future and tht it won't affect my studies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ok. so today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;woke up at 6am to meet xs at the bedok inter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ate breakfast and went to sch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;had practice till 11am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;headed off to RGS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;STC, MSS came. and we all played for each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Dr christopher fong came too. the 'judge'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;of all schs, he asked our sch to turn around while ms faridah's conducting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;which means we can't see her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;it was quite cool though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;we used our ears to listen instead of using sight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok.. gtg now. got church tmr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and sorry timothy i think i can't make it to your band's concert tmr! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nights!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-5028671281898427040?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5028671281898427040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=5028671281898427040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/5028671281898427040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/5028671281898427040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/04/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-347928723788364605</id><published>2007-04-15T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T19:50:21.093+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='REFLECT PPL.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ok. last night had a long and funny conference about PB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;we've got lots to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;haiz. i have been thinking about what happened on friday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i just can't get it off my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i guess it'll stay in my mind forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;ahh well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;this is from the sec 3s:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hey come on guys.what's this about?Its tiring enough going for AB from three to five times a week, getting scoldings and being yelled in our face. Percussion band practise is a solace to us. Why on earth do you think we're rushing from the music room, to the CCA foyer, and back to the music room every friday? And comig for band on wednesdays when we can? Do you think its easy juggling two CCAs? We come, rushing, for fifteen minutes before band ends, to see you guys and enjot the company, but this is what we get. its disappointing.Sec twos, whats going on?Yeah, its true that maybe you're CLOSER to the sec fours to some extent, being in band for a year and four months, while the sec ones only have that few months of experience in PB. but that doesnt mean that you 'own' the sec fours, you 'own' the credit for planning the farewell party. I dont know whats going on. WE dont know whats going on. You cry and say stuff like "They copy our idea, they whatever whatever." begeezes. Its a frigging CAKE. you want to break the band up over a CAKE? And when the ex seniors ask you what is wrong, you guys dont want to say anything. And yet, after the whole event, you guys say that ya'll cried because the sec fours are leaving. Which one is it? You know, that's the whole damn reason why ms ponni walked out on us, cause she thinks that ya'll crying cause of the sec ones 'copying' your idea.If anyone of you actually OPENED your eyes, you would see how ridiculous this whole thing is. the last day the sec fours are gonna be here, and this is what happens. Other CCAs cry on the seniors' farewell party, but it ends in happiness, people crying because of the loss of their seniors, but happy at the renounced unity of the band. The other CCAs dont cry, just because the sec ones 'stole' their idea.The band isnt all about you. Dont you see that a band isnt just fifty different personalities? when we come together, we change into one person, a team. Everybody in SAC knows percussion band as a band with prestige, discipline, people filled with passion for music and much more. Are we about to become a band where in our teacher in charge walks out? That was embarrasing. You KNOW what ms ponni said. she perfectly potrayed our feelings. "You know this thing is just totally immature and childish. I give up on you all." and she stalks off. That was it. the pinnacle of embarrasment. it shows how 'mature' we, as a band, really are.Is it that the sec threes and fours didnt teach you guys well enough? Its the same philosophy. If you guys act like this, the WHOLE BAND taks the blame for it, cause well, we're a band. yeah i keep repeating it but its true.You're the leaders of the sec ones. you earn they're respect the RIGHT WAY. Respect has never been a big problem in PB right? The thing is, you guys dont know when to respect your seniors, but demand respect from us and sec ones just the same. Respect isnt a one way thing. You gotta earn it. not true? see thats your first mistake. you deny every fault you have, but dont ever think about the truth.Seriously, the sec fours dont frigging care about the cake and that. sure, the shirt is awesome, the food is great, the cakes were nice. the whole party was well planned with obvious intention to give a great farewell. But you think its what the sec fours really care about? Nope. they dont care what present was from who, the cost of your extravagent gestures. what they really care about it the band unity, and they want to be reassured that they leave with the band in good hands. they want to see that even us they leave for academic studies, the band continues to flourish and go on fine without them. that's what they care about.When they see it like this, you think they want to come back?What was supposed to be a great show of unity and a great farewell degenrated to this.You know, the only thing you can do for yourselves right now is to just REFLECT. Not lash out uncontrollably and say we're BIAS against you and that we HATE you. but just think about what ya'll have done and how immature this has been, INSTEAD of accusing the whole world and hating everything that comes with it.Is this what band has become?That's all that needs to be said, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-From Sec threes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;ok its kinda long. heh. yeah. but i guess its true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;we're not saying we are angels or what. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;but i guess u just have to know whens the right time to do what. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;yeah. don't take it as a scolding k. although the 'letter' might be harsh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;just think it through ya? i know you might and would hate us for life or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;but we just gotta say it out. This is what we really feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my day was fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;went out after church until now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;having a headache. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;uh so irritating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yup. so tht was my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-347928723788364605?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/347928723788364605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=347928723788364605' title='0 Comments'/><link 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style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sch was fun. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;quite relaxing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;so ya. sch was fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;AB was good today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;put make up and did our hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;many ppl said i looked like a lawyer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;with my prefects shirt and all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;like no la. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;after tht went for PB after AB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and it was.. erm emo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i don't really know what exactly happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;so i won't say anything till another time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;all i know is tht it should never happen again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and i hope it won't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;so ya. i shall not say anything on my blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;if not some might say im bias towards whoever and what batch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;yup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;so good luck everyone for tmr's 2.4km run. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;hope everything will turn out fine. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-2469188973571717466?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2469188973571717466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=2469188973571717466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/2469188973571717466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/2469188973571717466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/04/hey_13.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-1059008287490513357</id><published>2007-04-11T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T22:16:12.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hello.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;today sch was.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fine. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i lived through 3 periods of ss! hahahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the rest of the day was practically much the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then went for band. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;heh suppose to leave at like 4.30. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but don't know why we stayed till the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and yeah. they suddenly decided to annouce the new band committee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i've got no comments about it. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but its really sad to see the seniors leaving. haiz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i'll make their farewell party the best one ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;don't know how but yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;we'll do something different. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yup yup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i really don't want them to leave at all! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so sad!! AHHHH..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-1059008287490513357?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1059008287490513357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=1059008287490513357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/1059008287490513357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/1059008287490513357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/04/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-7271495168541471298</id><published>2007-04-06T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T22:25:33.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hey..&lt;br /&gt;quite long since i updated i guess.&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;woke up early to go for choir prac and mass.&lt;br /&gt;then went out with my sis.&lt;br /&gt;saw yu ting at century square.&lt;br /&gt;im always bumping into her when i go there.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;sch this week was fine.&lt;br /&gt;just tht i know im going to fail my A maths test.&lt;br /&gt;like duh. heh.&lt;br /&gt;and ya. porjects and more projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;went for band on wed. PB.&lt;br /&gt;at first we only wanted to stay for like 5 mins.&lt;br /&gt;but they were playing double wacko.&lt;br /&gt;so ya. we stayed.&lt;br /&gt;then later they voted for the next batch of leaders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so sad huh.. seniors leaving so fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and like i didn even performed with them for their last performance cuz i was in AB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and im not tht close to them already. and again because of AB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so ya. i feel so bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;really gonna miss them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;last year was the best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;haiz.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;don't know what the band's going to be like after they leave. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-7271495168541471298?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7271495168541471298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=7271495168541471298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/7271495168541471298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/7271495168541471298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/04/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-1915752215461879765</id><published>2007-03-30T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T00:06:25.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hello..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;had band today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;SUCKY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;now i really hate her to the core. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and she's like the vp? the band's going to DIE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;she's like taking over everyone's job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and she can't even conduct properly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;actually no one in AB knows how to conduct properly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;no offence. she can't even get the first beat right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and there she is saying tht we don't follow her tempo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;the thing is tht we don't even know what the fucking hell she is doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;so sickening! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i can't stand her face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and the funny thing is, she can't even speak proper english, and she's trying to speak to us in some foreign language. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;this was what she said, 'girls, pls stand IN your two feets at all times.' and '1 people' instead of 1 person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;is she like tht or she just wants our attention. i don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;today we were using the music rm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;for some recording. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;there were like only two mics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;one at the kulingtung side and the other at the other end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;aungklung is like the main part and they only put the mic at one end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;common sense tells u tht the mic will only pick up sounds and voices from tht area right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;so obviously cannot hear alot of parts la. do-do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and the music rm is so small compared to SCH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and u ask us to play much softer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i tell u, u go to SCH playing tht volume, the judges can't even hear ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ah well. one more month and im back in PB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;can finally go back to performing and having fun. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-1915752215461879765?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1915752215461879765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=1915752215461879765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/1915752215461879765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/1915752215461879765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello_30.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-1225575677619034134</id><published>2007-03-28T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T23:11:39.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ok. i haven had the time to blog. so ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;anyway today went for band. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;sch was fine btw. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;then poh hun found out tht yu ting couldn perform. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;and so she freaked out. i mean who wouldn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;her grp had only 4 ppl left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;and the rest of the grps were like wad. 10? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i kinda pitied her, and was angry too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;how could they do tht to her? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;no offence but her grps' really pathetic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;so ya. me and natasha decided to help her out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i was like thinking, the AB ppl could perform. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;but obviously no.. heh. with tht person around, everything is a no no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;well i could really see tht she was sad and depressed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and scared about the performance. wish i could help her out more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i felt so bad for her. first we left her for AB, and now she's in this kind of situation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;haiiz.. don't worry poh hun! everything will turn out fine. i hope. i pray. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;the 'stage' was so freaking small. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;guess they were happy tht there weren more ppl like us coming in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ahh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oh yah. HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARILYN! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;talking about tht, we went to buy her present today. sry about it being one day late. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;we meaning me, stacy and nat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so ya. we went to the pet shop at simei after helping poh hun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;we were making a fool of ourselves. yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i shall not say the price. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;though its really high, its for a friend! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;be grateful marilyn. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so yeah. many ppl were staring at us when we carried the cage out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and we even went to LJS to eat. and this couple were beside us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i wasn sure if she was scared of the animal, or wad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cuz she was like moving away when we came to sit at the table next to hers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and yeah. we were discussing how we should pass her the pressie tmr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;well.. thts my day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;gtg now! very tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;nites ppl! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-1225575677619034134?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1225575677619034134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=1225575677619034134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/1225575677619034134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/1225575677619034134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello_28.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-7096707060492882409</id><published>2007-03-24T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T20:10:04.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hello..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;well. this week has been QUITE ok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;for some reason i love coming to sch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;though i tend to be half awake or fully asleep during class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;maybe cuz of friends. hahaha. i love my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;anyway. went to sch today for AB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;surprisingly it was GOOD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;as in really good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;really really really good. (according to fadilah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;but i guess we did improve alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;yeah. then later went for piano. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and then slacked at home. did some of my hw. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;watched one more episode of my chi show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;heard ppl say the PB juniors arent tht good in their strokes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ah.. and they are getting their scores already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;can't even get their basics right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and i thought they were oh so good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;besides, they are 3 months earlier than expected. obviously cannot la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;so... went for band on wed and half of fri. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;wed they were practising their performance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;then fri.. juniors were inside the music rm with bernie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;wonder how it went. lol. when i went in for awhile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;they were like just stoning and just staring at the white board not knowing wth is on the freaking board. ahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hopefully when i go back on fri can see the juniors play. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;as vanessa said, good luck to the next junior conductress! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;now u ppl know how it feels eh. hehehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;juniors: buck up! =) im sure u guys can do it. right? pls don't prove me wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-7096707060492882409?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7096707060492882409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=7096707060492882409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/7096707060492882409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/7096707060492882409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-2661793915203627924</id><published>2007-03-21T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T22:17:43.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sry for not blogging since erm.. long time ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haven had the time to though. lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so.. my march 'holiday' was not exactly fine. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;had ccas like 4 days. only one day free. how stupid is tht. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and there was normal sch on monday and tuesday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so ya. nice holiday heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;well. many things have happened these few days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;but have had alot of fun with my friends too. yup.. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;life isn tht bad as u think it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;look on the bright side. though i sometimes don't. hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;got nothing much to say. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i have been obsessed with chinese shows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;watch like crazy. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;can't seem to stop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;stupid! the blogging thing got prob again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;WTH. when i want to blog tht fucking thing can't work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ok now its working. hehe. look on the bright side! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ok im so lame. ah well.. this is what sch and chinese shows has done to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;hahahahahahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;anyway.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;went for band today. PB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;it felt.. different. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;everyone was so hyper at first.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;but when they rehearsed, it was a whole lot of different thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;more life man! there's no such thing as a dead performance in the PB dictionary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ok im retarded. but yeah. i hate to use the word buck up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;cuz SOME ppl kept using it. not in PB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;PB girls who are in AB would know who it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and erin seems so stressed up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;while claire seems so relaxed and calm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;shouldn the president feel more stressed? lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ah well.. since im currently in AB now, i can't say much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;heard tht erin has been kinda harsh on the band. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;different from how she was before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;chill man. don't be the second ____. fill in the blanks urself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;kk.. gtg now! nites ppl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-2661793915203627924?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2661793915203627924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=2661793915203627924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/2661793915203627924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/2661793915203627924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/03/hey_21.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-5125660682165681986</id><published>2007-03-06T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T23:05:20.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hey hey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;gonna be a short post today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;super tired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sch was fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tmr got chi orals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HELP. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so going to die. ah well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;didn manage to get into PC. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;which i find it good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i mean im not going to cry or complain or wad so ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;u must be contented with wad u have. learnt tht from nat. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;yeah. i mean its not a must to be in PC. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;if im not cut off for it. then nvm la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;not as if the world's going to end if i don't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so ya. congrats to the ppl who are currently selected. work hard! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;but i do feel lousy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;in the sense tht this time pb won't have any prefects in PC. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;which usually there will be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;so ya. heh. tht suddenly came into my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and me being the only invested prefect in pb, yaa.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;u get the picture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;piano exams this sat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;fail fail fail. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;its funny to see 2.6 during assembly in the festival court. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;not going to say who and all.. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-5125660682165681986?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5125660682165681986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=5125660682165681986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/5125660682165681986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/5125660682165681986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/03/hey-hey_06.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-3722470917767272582</id><published>2007-03-03T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T23:45:18.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;hey hey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;this week sch was fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;although there were lots of tests. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;and i haven had much time for myself lately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;i wonder who u all can handle it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i've got another major exam coming up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;apart from orals, i've got my theory exam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and this time i really got the gut feeling tht i'll fail. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ah well, i've been drilling myself with all the german, french and italian terms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and all the chord progressions. and alot of other stuffs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i had a bad headache after doing my piano hw. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and ya. during piano lesson was even worse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;god bless me.. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i've been having headaches recently. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;don't know wads wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;haiiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;life goes on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yst went for AB than PB for awhile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;visited the sec 1s. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;they're really good. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but i don't know why they are scared of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;am i tht scary. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but now alot of them are opening up to us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so ya. thts good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i was really clueless who was who. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;haha. im such a bad senior right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;don't even know my juniors' names. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and there they are saying hi to me in sch and i'll be like 'um hi' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then i'll turn to ask natasha who tht was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hahahaha. sry ppl! haven gotten to know u better yet since i've been in AB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-3722470917767272582?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3722470917767272582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=3722470917767272582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/3722470917767272582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/3722470917767272582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/03/hey-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-2803506567747950155</id><published>2007-03-01T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T22:15:43.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;finally im invested. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;so ya. last time ppl don't really care if u have a red badge anot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;but now i don't! ah well.. im still the same person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;today was canossian saints day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;had mass.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;quite meaningful.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;the priest said tht we should pray to the saints to let us go of our sufferings and pain etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;then he brought two blue birds. blue cuz its the same as our uniform. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so he called two students to let the bird free.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;which symbolises us being free and all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;unfortunately, when the bird flew out, one went straight into the glass window. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;then it flew down and collapse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so sad right.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;wonder wad happened to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i did offertory for mass btw. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;carried our prefects badge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;then after tht had prize giving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;then our investiture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i was freaking out la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;was so scared. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;when we were standing at attention, some ppl was flinging my skirt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;and touching my stockings and all.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;freaking disgusting la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;luckily they didn do it throughout the whole thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;and they were trying to make us laugh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;uh.. i almost died. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anyway, wanna say thx to the ppl who cheered for me. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and for those who wanted to but didn dare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;really appreciate it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;went down to the canteen to gather. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;the council members helped us to put on our badges. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i went to poor ruzanna. XD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;then they gave each of us a council hug. yup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;steph's turn was so funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;shall not say it here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;later she kill me. front and back. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;went for AB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;it was kinda ok.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;saw the syf attire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;quite ok.. just the colour combination abit wierd. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;then went for swimming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;today last day. will miss swimming. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;shall go with pei rong when we free. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yupp.. tmr got AB also. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and piano!! haiiz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;piano exam's next week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DIE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-2803506567747950155?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2803506567747950155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=2803506567747950155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/2803506567747950155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/2803506567747950155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/03/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-6813637783135920636</id><published>2007-02-27T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T22:50:33.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hello..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sch was ok today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;had test the last two days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kinda ok though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tmr a maths test..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;today had prefects meeting straight after school and then prefects investiture rehearsal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;had a long and tiring day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;rehearse again and again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;but im scared la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;later fall down on the stage.. or trip on something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;then went saying the prefects pledge my hand shiver like crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;im facing the lower sec students.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;so ya. better then the seniors. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;watched the arena just now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;so funny! i like the RI team. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;so cute la! cute as in the way they talk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;especially the third speaker. the small boy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;ahahaha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;they won in the end.. yay.. XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;tmr got another rehearsal after tutorials. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;then don't know if going for band anot. so ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i should be going. vanessa needs my help. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;im a nice senior. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-6813637783135920636?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6813637783135920636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=6813637783135920636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/6813637783135920636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/6813637783135920636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/02/hello_27.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-5930434804792448880</id><published>2007-02-24T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T18:18:07.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;haha i passed my swimming test. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;all the training finally paid off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;well i'll still swim after tht though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;if not i'll grow fat.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;one test finish..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;one coming up in 2 weeks time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;haiiz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;my piano theory exam is on 10 march. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;so going to diee.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i haven started studying yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;god bless me. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;anyway.. today's my bro's bday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY! haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;the past few days were fine.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;investiture's this thurs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;im really disappointed tht they didn invest everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;like only 2/3 of the sec 3s/4s were invested. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;so mean la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;they said they weren good enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i thought they were like everyone of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i just don' understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-5930434804792448880?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5930434804792448880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=5930434804792448880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/5930434804792448880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/5930434804792448880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/02/hello-haha-i-passed-my-swimming-test.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-5250048998664699191</id><published>2007-02-20T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T11:40:44.765+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LAST DAY OF CNY HOLS.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hey hey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cny hols are ending! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haiiz. back to sch mode. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anyway. collected quite a number of ang baos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so ya. im happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;finally finished my hw this morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;woke up at 8 just to do it. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yay no standrad test tmr... XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yst cny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;met relatives i didn know exists. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;was kinda wierd though. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;there were little children running here and there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and some really immatured ones.. irritating me and my siblings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ah well, at least i won't see them till like next year again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;my older cousins were inside the rm playing mah jong with the aunties. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so ya. i was kinda bored. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;after tht went to my god ma's house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;played with jerome! so cute! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;15 months old. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;sadly his parents are working in new york. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so he's staying at my god ma's place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;then at night they will keep in contact by using the web cam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so cool la. then they can move the web cam from where they are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;which means they can see the whole house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;nicee... haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;they have this little robot thingy in the house too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;where it helps u clean ur house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;food was yummy.. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;went home at about 9 plus at night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;slept straight away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;today's my fourth day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;hope it'll end before my swimming lesson and swimming test. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;which is this thurs and sat respectively. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;if not all the training will go down the drain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;need to go buy my prefect's shirt IF im even getting invested. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;got lots of things to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and xs invited me to her church for some games thingy this sun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;don't know if my mum allows me to go anot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;she doesn approve of me going to christian churches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;well i hope i can go.. see how different it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;like i will ever convert to a christian.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-5250048998664699191?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5250048998664699191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=5250048998664699191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/5250048998664699191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/5250048998664699191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/02/hey-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-4005784122063193612</id><published>2007-02-18T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T14:02:07.022+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HAPPY CNY =D'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;hello.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;happy cny ppl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;anyway.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;yst started off well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;went to visit my mum's side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ate lunch there. then sat and talked. alot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;they started to play mahjong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i just stoned there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i can nvr learn how to play mann.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;all the 'ping' and 'pong' sounds start coming out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;stayed there till 5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;then went to my grand aunt's house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;didn know my aunt kept so many cats all in the room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and they are like huge. and cute. and so fluffy and cuddily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i love the totally white one. which was so hyper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and the golden one.. my grand aunt said she's a proud cat. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;then my aunt described to me each of their character. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so cute la.. i wonder how its like being an animal. k thts random. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;after tht came home to eat reunion dinner with the whole family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yup.. nice food. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i hope i don't put on any weight after the cny period. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;today had church. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;had cramps again.. my second day. haiiz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;relatives at my house now.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ate lunch and all.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hope can go visiting or go out later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-4005784122063193612?l=reflectingbackonmylife.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-27094783.post-2017693345162854897</id><published>2007-02-16T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T20:13:49.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;today sch was fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ahaha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;natasha was being retarded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;the ANGS were going crazy. yup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i was writing stuffs to joy during physics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;so funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;we crapped alot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and janna was ever being drama mama. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;she ah.. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;after sch didn have band. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but had prefects interview. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;its like they interview u.. to judge if u are actually ready to be invested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;investiture is like on 1st march. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so fast. i really hope i get invested. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i was being honest! i guessed they didn expect me to say those stuffs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ah well, whats done is done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i will not dwell on it and look forward for cny! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;got not much hw.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;will try to finish it by today. yup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so i will have a nice and hw-free holiday. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anyway! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i got two hamsters! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;its not mine though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ahem gave it to my sis. hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so cute!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;they are ham ham and mimi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ham ham's the guy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;he's white and grey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mimi's the girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;she's all grey. ahhhhh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;they look so cute together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;they always do things together. awww.. haha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-2017693345162854897?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2017693345162854897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=2017693345162854897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/2017693345162854897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/2017693345162854897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/02/hello_16.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-3713912831257526710</id><published>2007-02-15T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T23:23:33.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;im so freaking frustrated now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;everything is just going wrong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i shall talk about my sch day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sick stacy went home after the fire drill. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;poor her. hope she gets better soon! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;anyway, sch was fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;it has always been. but damn stressful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;we seem to be the worst and slackiest top class ever in history. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and i passed my hs test anyway.. HAHA. 11/12. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the fire drill was shitty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;it happened during bio. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and the fire 'started' in the science lab. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;luckyily we didn go to the lab today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;if not we would have died. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;we all assembled at the tennis court. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;damn hot la! sit there until can die ah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;had AB rehearsal at SCH today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;it didn go tht well though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i don't know why. but we seem to have given up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;was it because of what the ex seniors and she said tht put us down and now we lost faith in ourselves? or what? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;if not.. why couldn we play properly? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i really hope to clinch tht gold. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;after tht went back to sch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;went to the bubble tea shop with xs, nat, shanna and afikah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;damn funny. we laughed ALOT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;had a wonderful time there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;it was like as if i was back in sec 1 and 2, where there was no such thing as stress, and everything just went well for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;swimming was the worst part. well not the swimming part, but the part where we came back really late. and my grandma just started shooting fire at me, blaming me for stuffs tht i didn know i did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;im sry im not perfect like the other grandchildren of yours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;you were nvr proud of all the things i did. i just got scoldings and more scoldings day after day.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i just broke down and cried. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;well she didn notice it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i don't want to elaborate on it anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;anyway. got interview for prefects stuff tmr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;scared!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-3713912831257526710?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3713912831257526710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=3713912831257526710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/3713912831257526710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/3713912831257526710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-so-freaking-frustrated-now.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-7652242603299950850</id><published>2007-02-14T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T20:25:21.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;new layout! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thanks to my sis.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;she made it.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;well today sch was ok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;jap ppl came to visit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;they came into our class during a maths period. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;well got back my a maths test. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and surprisingly.. I DIDN FAIL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;hahahaha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;performance for AB screwed up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ms loh gave us some words of encouragement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;unlike you. who always put us down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;nvr encouraged us like her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i felt quite good to know tht there was always someone in the sch, looking out for u when she has so many other things to care about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hope tmr's rehearsal at SCH would go well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;after tht went for band! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i was so excited.. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;played petergunn and sabre for the jap girls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and they are getting new score again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so unfair! again i can't play. haiiz.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;thx everyone who wished me and gave me presents! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i really appreciate it. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;take care! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-7652242603299950850?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7652242603299950850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=7652242603299950850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/7652242603299950850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/7652242603299950850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-layout-thanks-to-my-sis.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-8057752247956573567</id><published>2007-02-13T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T22:49:18.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hellooo.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;today sch was fun i guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;despite mr poh comparing us with 4.7'06.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;about them doing so well and all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but i guess we really didn work hard enough to reach his pass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;which is like 22/28. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i can't wait to get back my a maths test. to see how badly i can fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;after 'PC', it was e maths. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;mrs adrians had another week of MC. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;haiiz.. i wonder how is she. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;god bless her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;chem was ok. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;chi we did filing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i passed my chi test! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hahahaha.. not bad la.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;a B3 or so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;el was forever fun. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ms kang is so nice.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i keep looking forward to el classes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;had prefect's meeting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;then went home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;got hs test tmr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and tmr's VALENTINE'S DAY. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Jap ppl coming to our sch again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;AB and PB performing for them.. together with a few other ccas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-8057752247956573567?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8057752247956573567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=8057752247956573567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/8057752247956573567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/8057752247956573567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/02/hellooo.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-7983930271226509351</id><published>2007-02-12T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T23:08:45.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;hey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i got out of CO! hahahaha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;well i feel damn guilty la.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;shall not elaborate on tht. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;but sry miss ponni! really really sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i've been real busy these few days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lots of hw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i cut down on my eating time.. my bathing time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my free time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and everything is like coming.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i've got my swimming test in 2 weeks time, my piano practical and theory in march and july, tests every week, syf in April and ccas three to four times a week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im seriously dying of stress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my results are like all the way down now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;btw.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;AB was kinda bad today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ms faridah was like practically scolding us today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and tht girl! she's so irritating! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;she doesn even have a post in the commitee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and there she is scolding and yelling and making herself look so pitiful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;like wth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and she can't even conduct. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;farah was telling me, 'eh i feel like pushing u up there and u conduct'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;lol.. stacy also. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;but yeah. its AB, not PB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;so its none of my business. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;got probs in band about the juniors again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;haiiz. they can't just get along with each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but sooner or later they will. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;surprisingly this batch is better than last year's batch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but my batch is still the best! from wad stacy says. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;oh yah.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;board meeting tmr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;then got training. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ahhh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and history standard test on wed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;haven study!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i'll just die..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-7983930271226509351?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7983930271226509351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=7983930271226509351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/7983930271226509351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/7983930271226509351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/02/hey_12.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-6719480579268077755</id><published>2007-02-08T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T22:49:25.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;hello..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;eh today sch was not so good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;had bio and a maths test.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;which i apparently screwed up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;so ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;el was so fun. talked about blogging. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i was the first person miss kang asked about blogging. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;scary la. didn know wad to ans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;then she asked wad i post on the blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;then i said i post on my life, be it good or bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;then she asked wad i blog about. like the problems. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;everyone knew wad it was. like duh. cca. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;yah. C.O. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;im quitting it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i don't care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;they dismissed us like so late la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;at 7.15pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i had to miss my swimming lesson cuz of tht. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and my test is like in 2 weeks time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i really can't afford to miss any of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;my parents going to write letter to pfa. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;well all we did in CO was stone and rot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the music was.. well. 'good' enough to give me a headache. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i really hate going there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;tmr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;e maths! haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;bernie's coming in to teach us. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;feel so wierd. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ur senior teaching u. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;got prefects photo taking tmr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;after tht maybe going to tm to get some stuffs for valentines day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-6719480579268077755?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6719480579268077755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=6719480579268077755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/6719480579268077755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/6719480579268077755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/02/hello_08.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-8776010913663447545</id><published>2007-02-05T22:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T22:48:27.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hello.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;uh im dying! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i don't want to go to CO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;someone just save me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;u knw i feel so unimportant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;they don't really care about how i feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;and like they just put me there and tada.. things are settled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;how can they do tht? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i already told u so many times i don't want to go there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;so just accept my decision and choose someone else! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;at the most they should just do with wad they have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and not touch any of the pb girls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;we are a cca of our own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;not some cca where u need ppl and u just take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;solve ur own prob! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and don't cry when u can't solve them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;thts just too bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;UH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;AB was fun today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;now i know how to treasure my time in AB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;since i might not be there anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;oh well. i miss pb the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-8776010913663447545?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8776010913663447545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=8776010913663447545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/8776010913663447545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/8776010913663447545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/02/hello_9988.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-117058718283209945</id><published>2007-02-04T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T19:06:22.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;hello..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;had cat class this morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;stupid ethel didn come cuz she had sore throat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;lol.. class was boring as usual. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;talked about some signs thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;went for mass.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;after mass went to eat then headed to tm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;my bro had to buy new swimming goggles. again. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;and new slippers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;but nvm. cuz i bought clothes too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;yay for sharon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anyway.. im still pissed about me going to CO. it just sounds so wrong. i don't want to go! i keep asking myself. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;WHY ME. WHY ME?&lt;/span&gt; there are so many other ppl u can choose from. and me? why? i just don't get it. just because they have a part in petergunn then u don't want to choose them? im happy in AB u knw. u keep telling me, more exposure more exposure. how much exposure do u want me to have. i've had enough exposure for god sake. chingay, ndp, tht stupid workshop u made me go, and making me conductress. not enough? what do u want me to knw from CO. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;bottom line: its chi na.&lt;/span&gt; wad else? chinese songs.. blah blah blah. please.. let me off for once? u always make me do stuffs that the majority of the band ppl don't get to do. and i don't like it. ok? give others a chance. they might just do better than me. for once i hate being known for having piano skills. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;haiiz.. im scared. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i don't want to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;wad would CO be like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i obviously wont fit in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;cuz i can't speak chinese for nuts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i don't want to go to sch tmr!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;talking about sch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i've got 3 tests to study. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;stress! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;there's history on either wed or thurs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;bio on thurs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and chinese on wed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;haiiz.. its only the second month of sec 3 life and im dying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;how how how. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i don't want to see myself going through sec 3 going straight home after sch activities and starts studying like crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i want my life back! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;sec 2 life has been the best so far. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i shall pray to God tonight tht i won't have to go CO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and tht everything will go back to normal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;bless me ppl! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-117058718283209945?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/117058718283209945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=117058718283209945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/117058718283209945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/117058718283209945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/02/hello_04.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-117042736654165093</id><published>2007-02-02T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T22:42:46.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;hello..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sch was well.. ok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;another grp did their debate. on whether children from wealthier families will be an advantage to children from poorer familes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the debate was interesting... heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;anyway.. today's my super duper ulucky day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i got back test results today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;kinda so-so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and then band. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i went to band with a very happy mood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;VERY happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;little did i know i went to meet my doom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;on the way going for AB.. outside the music rm.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i saw him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;he called me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;then he told me tht he was going to or wanted to put me in CO for syf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;like wtf la. i don't want! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;he gave tht face ok.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;THT face! i knew something bad was going to happen to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;why does everything have to happen to me.. so irritating la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;got so many other ppl in PB u can choose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;im already involved in AB and u want me to just change like tht. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;how can?! haiiz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;really hope i don't have to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;yy quit PB. haiiz.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;so sad! i'll miss tht oh so bubbly and cheerful junior of mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;well she's going to batminton. hope she likes it there!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-117042736654165093?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/117042736654165093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=117042736654165093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/117042736654165093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/117042736654165093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/02/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-117033654069101944</id><published>2007-02-01T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T21:29:00.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hey.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haven have the time to blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;been so busy lately.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;all the hw and stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ah well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;its sec 3 life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;get back to reality sharon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;today english lesson was fun. damn funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;we were talking about teachers having too high expectations for our class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;complaining all the stuffs th teachers say to Ms Kang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;she's like the only teacher who doesn compare us with other classes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;so nice right. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;she thinks its wrong to compare just because we're in the best class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;at least a teacher agrees with us. FINALLY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;thank god. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;sec 4s were doing some project selling stuffs at the link way using carts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;the stuff they make are nice.. but i didn wanna buy.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;cuz i could make them on my own too. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;had AB after sch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;then swimming after tht. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;did the 30 laps timing. tired........ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;tmr got band! yay.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;it was fun playing the drumset.. hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-117033654069101944?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/117033654069101944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=117033654069101944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/117033654069101944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/117033654069101944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/02/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-117008190709168303</id><published>2007-01-29T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T22:45:07.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;today sch was kinda ok.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;except for physics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i almost slept ok! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;three freaking periods of physics.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mr quek talk and talk and talk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;aiyoo.. can sleep lor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;oh yah. after recess was bio. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;so we went to the MPR2. which is all the way the other side of the sch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;next was A maths.. and mr poh warned us before not to be late for more than 5 mins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;so after bio we ran all the way back to class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;RAN so fast.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;and u know wad?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;when we reached our class..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;ms lim hadn ended her class.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;mr poh was taking his sweet time walking from the hall to our class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i was like WTH. i was panting like shit.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;haiiz.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;talking about running.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;today pe we ran the first half. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;now my knee cap very pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;don't know why.. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;wads the problem with u ppl la.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;don't know the truth don't anyhow say can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;super irritating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;its also none of ur freaking business. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;so why care? im not even close to u and ur grp of friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and i don't rmb doing anything to u. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;so just buzz off ok? wad i do or wadever is my life! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;MY LIFE. it has fucking nothing to do with YOU.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-117008190709168303?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/117008190709168303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=117008190709168303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/117008190709168303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/117008190709168303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/01/hey_29.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-116999090420557641</id><published>2007-01-28T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T21:28:29.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hello..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;today had cat class. uh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;did some stupid thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;need to explain our meaning/version of the apostle's creed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lol.. we anyhow do wan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;then ya. went for church. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;after tht went to eat lunch. went to semei.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;my bro bought new pair of shoes and batminton racket. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;so lucky la.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;im jealous. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;walked around.. bought stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;went home after tht. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;yupp.. bought a new boardgame. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;a mini one.. very cute.. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;its very good for POA students.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;its very fun though. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;then watched dance floor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;stupid la.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;tmr.. sch! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;haiiz.. still not in the mood for sch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;still in camp mood. ahhh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Eightalicious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-116999090420557641?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/116999090420557641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=116999090420557641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/116999090420557641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/116999090420557641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello_28.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-116982350121003073</id><published>2007-01-26T22:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T22:58:21.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;today was quite an ok day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sch started off with reporting at trophey area for prefects. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so funny.. i was taking attendance for my grp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then the council started doing this thing where everyone has to only step on and within one tile on the floor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;only the grp leader can move around but still step within the tiles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;abit lame la.. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;el. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;had debating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;it was.. heh ok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;guess everyone wasn tht prepared after coming back from camp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i was the best speaker and my team won the debate. yayness.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;after tht had photo taking at 9am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i had my freaking sun burn. still had to take photo. wth la.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but it was for rtc anyway. so i don't really care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;had chem after tht. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;usual stuff. going to have test on chapter 1 next tues. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;then recess! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;after tht was chi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;did formal letter writing format. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;boring.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;next was physics.. uh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;finished one chapter in like 45 mins. lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and i got back my physics test. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;not tht good. but heck.. first test of the year. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;last two periods was e maths. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;went to the com lab. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;did the online hw which they didn post on the net. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;managed to finish the hw by the end of the lesson. yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;then had AB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;quite ok.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;played splat and double wacko in the first half. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;stacy was so frantic when she was suppose to splat someone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;so funny la! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;after tht played the syf piece. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;tht person was there!! ahhhhh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;so cute.. hehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;went for band. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;boring as usual. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;he doesn really care if we come back for band anot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;its like he doesn treat us as pb girls anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;just feels wierd la. like we weren suppose to be there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;like hello.. we're still from pb. we just went to AB because u asked us to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and tht it was too late when i wanted to quit. ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so im stuck in AB. i just got this eagerness to go back to band everytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;but we've got nothing for us to play there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i miss band alot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;but its no point going back not doing anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so ya.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;still thinking if i should continue going back for band. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;anyway.. sec 1s are coming in next wed! yay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;got the ppl i want got into pb. HAHA.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;they seem nice.. this batch of sec 1s. yupp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-116982350121003073?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/116982350121003073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=116982350121003073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/116982350121003073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/116982350121003073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/01/hey_116982350121003073.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-116982330912388630</id><published>2007-01-26T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T22:55:09.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;today was quite an ok day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sch started off with reporting at trophey area for prefects. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so funny.. i was taking attendance for my grp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then the council started doing this thing where everyone has to only step on and within one tile on the floor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;only the grp leader can move around but still step within the tiles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;abit lame la.. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;el. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;had debating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;it was.. heh ok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;guess everyone wasn tht prepared after coming back from camp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i was the best speaker and my team won the debate. yayness.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;after tht had photo taking at 9am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i had my freaking sun burn. still had to take photo. wth la.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but it was for rtc anyway. so i don't really care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;had chem after tht. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;usual stuff. going to have test on chapter 1 next tues. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;then recess! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;after tht was chi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;did formal letter writing format. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;boring.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;next was physics.. uh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;finished one chapter in like 45 mins. lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and i got back my physics test. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;not tht good. but heck.. first test of the year. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;last two periods was e maths. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;went to the com lab. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;did the online hw which they didn post on the net. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;managed to finish the hw by the end of the lesson. yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;then had AB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;quite ok.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;played splat and double wacko in the first half. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;stacy was so frantic when she was suppose to splat someone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;so funny la! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;after tht played the syf piece. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;went for band. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;boring as usual. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;he doesn really care if we come back for band anot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;its like he doesn treat us as pb girls anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;just feels wierd la. like we weren suppose to be there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;like hello.. we're still from pb. we just went to AB because u asked us to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and tht it was too late when i wanted to quit. ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so im stuck in AB. i just got this eagerness to go back to band everytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;but we've got nothing for us to play there.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i miss band alot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;but its no point going back not doing anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so ya.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;still thinking if i should continue going back for band. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;anyway.. sec 1s are coming in next wed! yay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;got the ppl i want got into pb. HAHA.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;they seem nice.. this batch of sec 1s. yupp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-116982330912388630?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/116982330912388630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=116982330912388630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/116982330912388630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/116982330912388630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/01/hey_26.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-116973009631933645</id><published>2007-01-25T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T21:01:36.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im bored.. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;today was an ok day. didn do anything fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;only hw.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;practiced for my debate tmr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;scary mann.. heh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yup..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;going to kill vanessa tmr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;anyway.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yeah thts it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and i got sun burnt! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;haiiz.. stupid la.. my face is peeling! UH.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-116973009631933645?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/116973009631933645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=116973009631933645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/116973009631933645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/116973009631933645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello_25.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-116964376977698408</id><published>2007-01-24T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T21:02:50.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hello! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;changed my skin.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and im back from camp!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;haha.. had a wonderful time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;monday (1st day of camp corri)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;met rachelle and the whole grp at the foyer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;had briefing in the hall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;on the way in the bus we made our cheer. damn nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;started off with flying trapeze at sentosa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;damn fun mann.. but i was freaking scared when i went up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;it was difficult.. but i managed to do it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;we had rui de and william as our so-called facils.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;they are A lvl students btw.. all of them are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and the guys are cute.. XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;well most of them. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;anyway.. after trapeze went dragon boating.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so fun! had a race with the other half of the class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;these two activities took like 10 hours in total. yeah. and i had sun burn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;when we went back we bathed.. then had dinner then night activities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;tuesday&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;woke up at 6am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;had breakfast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;took off for pulau ubin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;took the bumper boat! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so fun.. hahahahah.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;but pulau ubin was like disgusting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;first of all we walked through the forest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;saw many wild dogs.. huge spiders.. and huge huge monitor lizards. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;had to pass through many dirty, muddy, deep and slippery puddles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;accidentally stepped into it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;got my shoe half dirty. uh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;pei rong and geraldine's shoe totally went in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;walked like 5 hours straight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;then went back to sch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;couldn have night walk cuz it was raining.. like wth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;tht part ruined my camp. HEH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;went back to class to do the skit anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so waste of time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;after tht had debrief then slept. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;oh yah.. forgot to say something else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;when i went to bathe.. mathea was like telling me to faster cuz later the sec 1s will come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so after drying myself, i literally put a clothe around me and came out of the cubicle to go to another cubicle to change. then.. the sec 1s came. they were so freaking noisy la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;scream and scream and scream. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;then i came out of the toilet tht did not have the shower. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so one of the sec 1 girl went in after me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;as i was still waiting for my friend in the toilet.. the girl who went in after me took off her clothes and all.. then suddenly she screamed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;she was like 'ahhh.. there's no shower inside this toilet! how how how?!' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i was standing there laughing like shit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i purposely didn want to tell her.. muahahaha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;who ask them so noisy. heh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;after tht mathea sort of scolded them.. good mann.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;woke up at 5.30am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;went for high elements today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;only did like for one hour plus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cuz we were going to break camp at 2.30. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;came back.. had lunch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;had cheer competition. i thought ours was nice.. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;used fergie's song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anyway.. had prize giving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the teachers so funny la.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;had the most hungriest camper and the most enthu and loud camper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but the most united class was 3/8! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yeah mann.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;knew we could do it.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-116964376977698408?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/116964376977698408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=116964376977698408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/116964376977698408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/116964376977698408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello-changed-my-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-116930167604795386</id><published>2007-01-20T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T22:01:16.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;hello..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;today so funny.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;went out with michelle and claire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;actually i was begged to go by someone. so ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;just went la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;went to vivo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;really stupid la.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anyway. we went to eat LJS.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then went to toys r us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;played like some childish freaks.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but it was fun.. XD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;first we went around playing with those kiddy toys.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then the baby clothes. which were so cute! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and then had those soft hammer. claire used it to whack my head. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i got back at her by hitting her with the pillow. hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it was damn fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we were practically crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;after tht went to best denki and challenger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;then walked the whole shopping mall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;oh ya. after lunch we went to the toilet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;well claire only went. then me and michelle threw toilet paper into her cubicle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;then michelle tried to open her door. didn succeed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;so i tried. and the door really opened! OMG. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;HAHA. lucky she haven u know. yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;so stupid. we were going hyper in the toilet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;went to candy empire! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;bought my jelly bean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;yayness.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i was a happy child! haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;after tht went on the train. not knowing where to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;then dropped off at bedok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;claire's dad called. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and told her to meet him at city hall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;she.. so stupid.. ask us to follow her back there. like wth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;then we bargained.. so we followed her back there.. and she's going to treat us to expensive lunch someday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;wheee.. what a generous senior. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anyway.. after tht went home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then ate yummy mee siam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;now slacking.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;shall pack for camp tmr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;lazy to pack now.. yup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cat class tmr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;something i nvr looked forward to.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;gtg now! nites!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-116930167604795386?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/116930167604795386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=116930167604795386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/116930167604795386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/116930167604795386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello_20.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-116926779098337557</id><published>2007-01-20T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T12:36:31.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yst sch was ok i guess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;just the fact tht they gave us so many freaking hw.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;managed to finish half of it this morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;anyway.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;yst morning did 25 push ups. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;actually everyone's grp's attendance except grp 1 was good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;so the council gave us a choice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;if we wanted to do with them 25 push ups.. or see them do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;so everyone decided to do with them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;so nice right.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;heh.. but they had to do 10 more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;well i guess we gotta get used to doing push ups.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;unless we think of a better punishment than tht. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;sch was ok.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;then after sch went for AB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;we thought of leaving as early as 4 since ms faridah didn come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;then chelsea said ok.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;so we were so excited to go back for band cuz obviously we miss it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BUT jazeille came to ruin it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;she came and stayed till like 5 plus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;like wth. we didn want to ask her if we could leave cuz obviously she won't allow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;so at 5 plus we went up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;they were playing peter gunn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;he was kinda in a bad temper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ppl make mistake he scold. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;pitied sarah, sonya, and jo ann. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;heh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;didn really play much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;after tht bullied sarah.. hehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so funny.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;she left her wallet on the floor in the music rm and she didn even know until she was about to go into her car then we shouted and gave it back to her. XD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;went to the bubble tea shop. then 7 eleven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;took 222 to interchange than went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yeah.. tht was my day yst. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;today.. NO PIANO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;how nice.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;going to meet michelle and claire later at 1.30pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;going to velocity.. nvr been there.. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so we're going to find our way there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;gtg now! bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-116926779098337557?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/116926779098337557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=116926779098337557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/116926779098337557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/116926779098337557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/01/hey_20.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-116903666971061700</id><published>2007-01-17T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T20:24:29.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;hello..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;the start of sch was embarrassing.. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;today assembly was in class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;then we went down for prefects stuffs.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;so many ppl from each grp didn turn up.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;like 6 to 11 ppl.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;from each grp ok.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;so we were punished. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;push ups. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;like wtf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;we are prefects.. not from some sports cca or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so embarrassing la.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;everyone walked pass staring at us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and the ppl who didn turn up from my grp were mainly the sec 4s.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i thought the sec 4s were usually the ones on time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and now like tht.. heh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;so i have to remind them to come.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;must be firm to them.. like wad ruzanna said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;cannot lor.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;first, i can't be strict one.. its just not me.. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;secondly, they are my seniors! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;how to scold or remind them.. haiiz.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;later they think im some big shot person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i'll try to sms them in a nicer way.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hope they won't get misunderstood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;anyway.. sch was fine.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;after sch was shitty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i wasn suppose to be going for band now since im currently in AB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but i went.. and they were going to combine sec 2s 3s and 4s for peter gunn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and he said AB girls aren going to play! WTF. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;how unfair is tht! its not as if we quit band or something.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;we still make the effort to go back on wed ok.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;pls appreciate tht! UH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i was really pissed.. but i didn show it duh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;so stoned there.. helped amanda.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;yup thts it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;so now im home.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;gtg now! bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-116903666971061700?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/116903666971061700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=116903666971061700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/116903666971061700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/116903666971061700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello_17.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-116894935753894023</id><published>2007-01-16T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T20:09:17.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;hello..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;sch was kinda ok today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;oh and did i say.. tht im going to fail my physics test.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i don't know how many times i've said this.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;lol.. God bless me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;yst had AB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;quite fun.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;today was ok i guess.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;after sch went for the 'i organise' meeting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;it was sort of a follow up though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;but it made me think a little deeper about stuffs.. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;then pei rong and i accompanied joan to simei. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;her piano lesson was somewhere there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;went to eat BK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;long time nvr eat le.. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;then saw xs, shanna and jo-ann too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;cabbed back with pei rong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;so here i am.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;finished my el hw.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;did half of my chem.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and im now slacking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;waiting for 'The Arena' to start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-116894935753894023?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/116894935753894023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=116894935753894023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/116894935753894023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/116894935753894023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello_16.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-116877708574754054</id><published>2007-01-14T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T20:18:05.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;hello..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;yst had piano.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;and my teacher wants me to be the accompaniment of one of the choir's soloist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;going to have a mini concert on the 1st of April. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;me and another diploma student going to play. yup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;scary.. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;but i saw the piece.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;guess its quite ok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;but its a chinese song though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;went to church after piano. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;then went to my bro's godpa's grandmother's funeral. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;89 years old.. sad.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but she lived a long and good life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;supported by her 3 sons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and i met many other non blood related relatives.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i don't even know them.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and they know my name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;they said hi. then i was like 'hi!' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then i turned to my mum asking who he or she was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;stupid la.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;anyway.. today went to church again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;then bought lunch back to eat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;at 1.30 went to Damai Sec to collect my edusave scolarship award. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;so many recipients..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i was one of the first few.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;then got so many after tht.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;from pri 1 all the way to poly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;so siann.. almost fell asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;kept smsing joan.. who was a few seats away from me.. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so now im home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;got physics test tmr.. haiiz.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;gtg now! bye! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-116877708574754054?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/116877708574754054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=116877708574754054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;starting to like it. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;anyway.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;had bio the first period. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;at combine class with 3.7 for history.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sat with nat and poh hun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;today the whole day i kept passing by 2.8.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then kept seeing sarah chan at the back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;once i walked passed.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;she dropped something on the floor.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so funny.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then another time she was almost falling asleep.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;anyway.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;had photo taking after chi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;funn... lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;had physics the last two periods.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;it was... heh ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;had AB then PB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;didn do much during AB today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;still trying to adapt to the environment.. heh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;its just so different compared to PB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;everyone was just so noisy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;didn even listen to chelsea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;chelsea was the conductress.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i kinda know wad she's going through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;then during sectionals some ppl were saying chelsea this chelsea tht. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;do ppl in PB feel the same way about me too? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;haha.. i don't know.. hope not though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;but i guess they just have to be more disciplined. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;thts all.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;during AB i was just so eager to go back to PB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;PB has made tht much of impact on me tht i can't even bare to leave it for a period of time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;will be so excited when the sec 1s come. XD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;but sadly i'll still be in AB. can only come on wed.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;was down for duty for the camp corri briefing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;we won't be going to pahang this year!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;tht is soooooo unfair! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;just because of the freaking weather. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so shitty la.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i was really looking forward to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and now it would be held in sch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;how nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;really hope the activities they plan for us will be good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;instead of those boring stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;gtg sleep now.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;really tired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-116861208092702216?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/116861208092702216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=116861208092702216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/116861208092702216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/116861208092702216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello_12.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-116843725166874550</id><published>2007-01-10T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T19:23:29.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hello..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;today sch was.. heh quite ok.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;had chi the first two periods.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;then e maths. mrs adrian teaches damn fast.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but it was ok.. was very alert during her class.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cuz she calls ppl to ans ques. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so no choice have to listen to wad shes talking about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then recess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then el.. uh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ms kang and her long speech.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;she's nice.. heh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then RE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ms raju's funny.. heh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;talks alot about herself.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wasn really listening though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;lastly was bio! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;bio is damn fun.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;get to play with the microscope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i find bio fun.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;ms voon is very good. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;after tht went for prefects meeting at 4/7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;going for friday's parents night camp corri briefing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;down for duty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;gonna be a long day on friday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;me nat and stacy decided to go for band today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;auditions were on.. so we did sectionals outside again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;me and nat was suppose to entertain the sec 1s.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;and stand outside the door there to call ppl in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;so fun.. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;got to know the sec 1s.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;most of them were very familiar.. and they recgonise me too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;haha.. wish them luck for the results.. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;there was once.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i was leaning on the door when one of them opened it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so i almost fell in.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;luckily i didn la.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;if not so embarrassing.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;tmr got three periods of physics!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so going to diee.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;mr quek just can't teach. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;no one listens to him.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and to those who does.. doesn know wad he's talking about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;then tmr got the el workshop thingy also.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;after tht got aungklung. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;haiz.. i want to quit lor.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;but can't quit le.. so shitty la.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;so freaking boring.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;now if i stay back for band and aungklung.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i would only be free on tue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;the rest of the days i will be back at like 6 plus 7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;how nice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hope it'll just end sooner or later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but afterall i can minus 5 points from my o lvls.. hehe.. XD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;just by participating.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;gtg now! nites!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-116843725166874550?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/116843725166874550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=116843725166874550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/116843725166874550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/116843725166874550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-116805986760556767</id><published>2007-01-06T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T13:04:27.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yst sch was ok.. until half way my food poisoning stomach ache came back! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and it lasted for the whole day until i got home which was like 10.30pm.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i took my pain medicine but it didn work! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i almost died there k.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;well the reason i came to sch was bcuz of sec 1 orientation and parents night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;it both went pretty ok.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;no comments about any of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;today.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;woke up.. ate breakfast.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;did my piano hw.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;did my sch hw.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and im slacking now.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;before practicing my piano. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i think i woke up at the wrong side of the bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;im freaking irritated now.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ppl seem to be pissing me off.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;maybe its just me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;heh. watever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yeah ok.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tht's all.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-116805986760556767?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-116788772285777461</id><published>2007-01-04T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T13:15:22.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;today didn go to sch.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;got food poisoning and high fever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;haiiz.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yst was the first day of sch.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;kinda started really bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;my form teacher is mr poh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;he's so fierce la.. very scary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tht morning i vomited at home.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wasn really well in sch.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;vomited in the toilet also.. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;went for band. already had fever by then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;xs and ye yeng went opposite to buy penadol. thanks u guys.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;band was ok.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;had sectionals outside cuz auditions were going on inside the music rm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;soon the sec 3s came to find out i was sick.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so they went to tell mr juraimi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and i went to the G.O. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i really didn want to go home.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but the women inside forced me to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wth.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;xs went to the rm to get my stuffs.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i was waiting outside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;he called me in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;asked me some stuffs.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yeah.. then went down to wait.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;my aunt came to fetch me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;at night went to the doctor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;was really really sick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;temperature was 39.4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;today woke up at 10 plus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ate breakfast.. took medicine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;did my hw.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;yup.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;im having a really bad stomach now.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and headache. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;wad a day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-116773203484497098</id><published>2007-01-02T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T18:00:34.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yst went out with family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;watched charlotte's web.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;damn nice! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;so touching.. heh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;after tht went shopping.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;yupp.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;then went home to rest before going to church at 6pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;after tht went to the lagoon to eat with family and grandaunt and granduncle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;had a hard time getting a place.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;heh.. there were two families quarelling over who came first and all.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;so lame. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;after dinner went home.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;it was already 10 plus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;bathed.. used com.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;until like 1 plus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;couldn sleep.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;stoned on my bed till 2-3 plus.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;managed to get some sleep after tht. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;yup.. so today.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;last day of hols.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;NOOOOO... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;gotta be in sch by 6.45am tmr.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;haiiz.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;wonder wad duty im going to get.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;hope its not pledge or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;pb on the first day of sch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;thts something im looking forward to.. i think.. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;can't wait for the auditions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;new sec 1s coming in.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;another batch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;good or bad? heh.. i don't know.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;gtg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-116773203484497098?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/116773203484497098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=116773203484497098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;haiiz.. this year has passed so quickly.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;im going to be sec 3! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;one year of band is over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;so many things have happened this year.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;both good and bad.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;hope year 2007 will be a much better one! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;nevertheless.. it has been a great year for me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;learnt new stuffs.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;forgot wad has to be forgotten..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;challenges came and gone.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i just wished i could have done more these past few years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wonder who my form teacher will be.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;who i will sit with in class.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wad will happen.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;blah blah blah.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im just not looking forward to going to school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;more test.. more stress.. more pressure.. etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anyway.. gtg watch the countdown now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hope u guys have another great year ahead!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-116739558513880298</id><published>2006-12-29T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T20:33:05.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;hello..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;yst band was FUN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hehe.. sad its the last prac for the year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;but it ended well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;did strokes in the beginning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;was ok.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;then went for lunch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;did winter games when we came back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;woah.. fun mann.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;though we only managed to finish the first part.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;it all sounded nice.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;cool mann.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;wish i could play the main melody.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;anyway.. after tht juniors plus ruz and claire played interplay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;conducted half of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;then peter gunn and sabre dance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;yupp.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;today went to the swee lee sale with xs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;bought a prac pad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;went to watch death note 2 at century square. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and i cut my hair.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i got fringe now.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;look damn wierd la.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yeah.. so tht was my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-116739558513880298?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/116739558513880298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;hellooo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;today went out with claire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;we needed to buy stuffs for ppl.. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;all the ppl in the monkey family wasn free.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;except me and claire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yup.. so we went out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;to orchard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;we were both damn blur today.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;more of claire actually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;we got down the train.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;took out my umbrella.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;when we walkeded out of the station.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;we walked straight into a big puddle of water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so ya.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;her shoes and socks were all wet.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and my slippers were slippery. lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;another thing.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;on the way up the escalator to the over head bridge to far east.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;claire went to the going down side instead of the going up side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;so stupid and blur la.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;it happened again when we were at Tiong Baru Plaza. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;don't ask me wad i was doing there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;now claire owes me big time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;well.. not really.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i kinda backed out in the end.. so ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;but at least i followed her there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;made xs come with me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;her mum was like scolding me over the phone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;after tht walked around the plaza for awhile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;claire met up with us again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;after tht went to clare's house for some gathering. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;till like 11.45. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;now im home.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;just finished wrapping ppl's late pressies.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;really sorry.. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;band tmr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hope it'll go fine.. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;going for aungklung from 9 to 12. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;then band from 1 to 4.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;well gtg get some sleep le. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;nites! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-116698376037854971</id><published>2006-12-25T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T02:09:20.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;HELLO..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS everyone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;can't blog for long.. need some slp.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;just came back from midnight mass.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;yupp.. tmr still have to go to church.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;uncle chris and my cousins will be there too.. yay.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;just wanna say thanks to those who gave me pressies and those who wished me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;love ya lots! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;gtg sleep now! nites!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-116698376037854971?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/116698376037854971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=116698376037854971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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cum chalet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;it was funfunfun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;especially in the evening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;anyway.. first day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;had our new groupings.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;which is the same group as next year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;yupp.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;my group is called the aphrodite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;don't know wad is tht but yeah.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Jan came up with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;eh my group includes.. me, joan, rachelle, jasmine, sara, shi qi, sharmaine, hui ling and jan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;in the morning the council taught us some cheers and songs.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;but everyone was practically dead. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;went up to the avt to put our bags down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;then they showed some pics from the previous camps we had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;funny.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;then it was our turn to lead them in some game. for the next 2 hours or so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;it was quite ok.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;best was the treasure hunt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;but it turned out to be chaotic and all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;ruz had to hide in the black toilet.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;she was like damn scared. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;me steph michelle tsin ning and maria had to accompany her inside there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;seniors and ex seniors gave their feedback and comments.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;you should know wad they would say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;but it was ok i guess.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;gotta learn to get used to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;had lunch opposite sch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;was totally drenched by the rain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;came back.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;left sch for chalet at around2 plus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;reached there at 3 plus.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;settled down then at 4, we had to split our group into two. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;all group As will have to cook fried rice for some cooking competition. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;then all group Bs will have to do our group flag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i was in group B.. yup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;had like 1 1/2 hours to do tht.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;played taiti the remaining time we had, together with group 5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;after tht had dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;at 8pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;we were told to set up the water bomb game. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;the monkey family together with tsin ning went to bungalow B's kitchen to do it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;it started to get a little boring.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;so i saw one of the plastic bags which had a little bit of water in it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;just so happen claire wass beside me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;so i poured the water on her.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;haha.. so funny.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;then we started playing and playing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;the whole kitchen was flooded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;claire then wanted to test the water bomb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;so i allowed her to try it on me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;damn pain la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;and i got really wet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;we brought all the water bombs outside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;then.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;we started to play! wahahahaha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;so fun la.. i got totally wet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;at least claire not so bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;after tht got them to gather there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;then the game started! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;lucky the rain stopped for awhile. if not we won't get to play it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so fun la! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;after the game ended. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;yinghua asked all of us to go bathe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;me and claire continued to play.. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;she is officially my water bomb buddy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;everyone's going to queue up for the toilet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;so me, claire, shin ling, hui ling, maria, michelle continued to play. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;joan and steph even worse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;took the big pail to splash. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;LOL. it was damn fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;after it all ended.. we went into the kitchen to clear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;but we ended up playing again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;whee.. haha so fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the eight of us bathed together in the toilet. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;break the record. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;obviously we didn take out our clothes la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;slept at 1 plus am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;before tht mrs joseph gave us a talk on sch rules again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;almost fell asleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;today..&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 7am.&lt;br /&gt;packed up stuffs and ate breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;i personally didnt want to eat breakfast..&lt;br /&gt;after tht i think yinghua got a little pissed at the se 1s and 2s.&lt;br /&gt;so she ordered the sec 1s to finish eating the bee hoon.&lt;br /&gt;and u know wad we had to eat?&lt;br /&gt;tht kuay too pat. the rice thingy tht always comes with satay.&lt;br /&gt;and it was alot ok.&lt;br /&gt;damn disgusting la.&lt;br /&gt;i almost puked.&lt;br /&gt;nvr ate so much rice in my life.&lt;br /&gt;everyone ate like only 4 or 5.&lt;br /&gt;i ate like 9 la.&lt;br /&gt;but steph worse la.. ate more than 15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;well overall it was fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;especially the water bomb part. hehehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-116618805063208044</id><published>2006-12-15T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T21:07:30.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;today woke up at 9.45am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;suddenly ruz called me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;telling me tht i had to go for the meeting in school.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haiz.. no one told me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;well actually my grp leader forgot to tell me michelle and olivia.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so we all came late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;well something unusual happened in school today.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;totally shocking.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;shall not talk about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yah then we were selected to sort of facilitate in the games for prefects camp next tues. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;for the first 2 hours.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;its gonna be fun.. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;imagine playing a game with 100++ prefects.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;gonna be chaotic.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;yup.. discussed about the games till 12.45.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;went to eat lunch with the monkey family at macs.. me maria olivia and michelle.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;during lunch discussed more.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;well i hope its going to be fun.. the bonding session/chalet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;after tht went home.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;babysat cousin again.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;then went rollerblading while he was sleeping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yupp.. and i watched my chi show again.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and michael got the new phone i wanted!!! tht is so unfair!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;well i just realised i can't change my phone.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;cuz not even one year yet.. AHHH.. not fair.... ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;tht was random.. haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;thts my day.. boring right.. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;christmas's next week.. can't wait.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;one year has just passed again.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;soon i'll be sec 3.. feel so old.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;then sec 4.. then JC.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;time just flies so fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;slow down mann.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-116618805063208044?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/116618805063208044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=116618805063208044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/116618805063208044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/116618805063208044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2006/12/today-woke-up-at-9.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-116600631496405255</id><published>2006-12-13T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T18:38:34.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hello...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;had piano in the morning.. went quite well.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;it was very sunny and nice then.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;came back.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;watched 'the devil wears prada'.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;then rotted at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ate lunch.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;then watched 'sukob'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;scary show mann.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;then rotted somemore at home.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;yupp.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;and it has been raining on and off since afternoon.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;haiiz.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;wad a boring day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;don't know wad i'll be doing tonight.. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;you start talking to me on msn again.. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;after being MIA for a long time.. wth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-116600631496405255?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/116600631496405255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=116600631496405255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/116600631496405255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/116600631496405255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-116593001998434747</id><published>2006-12-12T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T21:26:59.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha changed skin again.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ppl said the tagboard was small..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ah well.. i liked this one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;anyway.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;today my toddler cousin came. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;was assigned to take care of him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;he's such a spoilt brat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;got a kiddy 'x-box'.. like wth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;games like winnie the pooh.. the train cartoon.. and other stuffs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and i have to do everything for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;but he's kinda independent for his age though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;can bathe himself.. can change himself etc.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;its cute and amazing to see a 3 1/2 year old kid doing tht.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;watched 'stay alive' while he was sleeping.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;after tht got to change shift with my sis and bro.. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;got to use the com for awhile.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;he already went home.. so yah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;im free! haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;going to watch 'devil wears prada' later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;tmr gotta go for piano at 8.45am! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;argh.. another early morning.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;gtg! cya! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-116593001998434747?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/116593001998434747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=116593001998434747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/116593001998434747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/116593001998434747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2006/12/hey-haha-changed-skin-again.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-116584439411255024</id><published>2006-12-11T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T21:39:54.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;went to angela's house today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;finally finished the book!! mann.. it took us two whole days to do it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;whoots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;left her houes at about 4pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;by the time we reached the bus stop.. it rained! heavily! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;damn.. we were stranded at the bus stop.. cold and wet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;one effing car drove pass and got us all wet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;waited there till 4.30.. until angela's sis brought umbrellas for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yup. thanks christina! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;after tht went east point for awhile.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;then to tm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;bought christmas pressies.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;went hunting for natasha's new shoe for christmas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;she ah.. so fussy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;'no this one so plain!' 'no this one the heels too high!' 'no this one not nice colour!' etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;like wth.. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;the shoes were nice k.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;fussy girl.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;reached home at 6.45pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;tmr i'll be free.. yupp.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;going to watch my super ex girlfriend later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;didnt manage to watch it yst. lol.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-116584439411255024?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/116584439411255024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=116584439411255024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/116584439411255024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/116584439411255024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2006/12/hey_11.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-116574498632606255</id><published>2006-12-10T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T18:03:06.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;hey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;today was a niceeeee day!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;went to church in the morning.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;usual. RG church choir sucked. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;they took over our slot today.. cuz many of our choir members were on hol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;they kinda sucked.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;alot. ok maybe a little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i thought youth choirs should be much better.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;well.. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;after church went to singapore cricket club to eat lunch with my godma and my mum's godma.. and they are both sisters btw. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;we went in the guest place.. cool mann.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ours is air conditioned.. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ate steak! yummy.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;had pizzas too.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and fruit punch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yupp.. nice lunch indeed.. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;then ate deserts while the adults (including my grandma) went to the casino. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;wow i tell u my grandma is lucky mann.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;she played with $2 and earned $20. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;wonder why she didn want to play somemore. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;chatted at the cafe area.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;till like 3 plus.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;then came home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;watched 'john tucker must die'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;damn funny show..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;going to watch 'my super ex-girlfriend' later.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;yupp.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;so tht's my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and stacy im not being depressed or wad.. i was saying the truth. ahh well. i shall just stop saying stuffs about band now. i don't want it to spoil my mood!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-116574498632606255?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/116574498632606255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=116574498632606255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/116574498632606255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/116574498632606255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2006/12/hey_10.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27094783.post-116567009695431072</id><published>2006-12-09T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T17:34:47.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;hey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im bored mann..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;been rotting at home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;well today had piano. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;finally got to play other pieces besides my exam pieces. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;but all the sonatas and fugues etc for my grade all so difficult.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;it'll take a long time to play it properly.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;lol.. well at least its better than my exam pieces.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;anyway.. after piano came home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;watched ant bully.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;after eating dinner watched singapore dreaming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;nice show.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;typical singapore scene.. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;tmr got church.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;yupp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;don't have to go up tmr.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;yay. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;well.. recently heard the juniors saying skip two's very nice now etc..obviously its bcuz he was there to make it better.. its like.. he comes one day and changes the whole feel, making it so much more better.. and i have been trying again and again to finish the song. im such a failure. wad i do doesn seem to pay off.. guess they really chose the wrong junior conductress. i really don't want to continue having this post for the next two years. i can just die. i've tried so hard.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but it doesn match up to wad he does and wad he expects. i really don't know wad to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i love pb.. but id rather have no post.. than have one but doing it lousy. being in pb is the best thing tht happened to me.. well sort of.. but the stress lvl for me is way higher than anything else. i don't know wad will happen to me next year. will i quit? or will i stay on suffering there? the passion has always been 100%. but i can't continue on doing something i don't like. but who knows.. maybe i won't get tht student conductress post. so yah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27094783-116567009695431072?l=reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/116567009695431072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27094783&amp;postID=116567009695431072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/116567009695431072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27094783/posts/default/116567009695431072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectingbackonmylife.blogspot.com/2006/12/hey-im-bored-mann.html' title=''/><author><name>shar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07265018012253771926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
