<?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-2508161232509046624</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:40:24.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celestine</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-7191090708007301526</id><published>2009-04-05T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T19:58:27.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Celestine! I came to post, cause I have nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;You owe me my present. And I owe you yours. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;See you at the other daisy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-7191090708007301526?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/7191090708007301526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=7191090708007301526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/7191090708007301526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/7191090708007301526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi-celestine-i-came-to-post-cause-i.html' title=''/><author><name>CUPCAKE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06711421712972614022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-8788982810848217156</id><published>2008-12-31T21:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T21:34:29.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>violetdaisies</title><content type='html'>My small little mistake&lt;br /&gt;My dirty little secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-8788982810848217156?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/8788982810848217156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=8788982810848217156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/8788982810848217156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/8788982810848217156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/12/violetdaisies_31.html' title='violetdaisies'/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-234039167607386293</id><published>2008-12-31T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T21:28:01.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>violetdaisies. don't ask so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-234039167607386293?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/234039167607386293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=234039167607386293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/234039167607386293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/234039167607386293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/12/violetdaisies.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-4168960094044981529</id><published>2008-11-21T22:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T22:47:34.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot is George</title><content type='html'>What a killjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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George'/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-4812051241884067079</id><published>2008-11-20T21:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T21:34:28.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Celestine comes home. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-4812051241884067079?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/4812051241884067079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=4812051241884067079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/4812051241884067079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/4812051241884067079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/11/celestine-comes-home.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-1524404385597914860</id><published>2008-11-12T21:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:40:20.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am blogging! Aren't you surprised? bye,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-1524404385597914860?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/1524404385597914860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=1524404385597914860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/1524404385597914860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/1524404385597914860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-blogging-arent-you-surprised-bye.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-1543386895230276706</id><published>2008-11-12T21:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:12:03.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there is dance tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was dance yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there 's no dance today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hip hip hooray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-1543386895230276706?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/1543386895230276706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=1543386895230276706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/1543386895230276706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/1543386895230276706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/11/there-is-dance-tomorrow-there-was-dance.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-4610451605967741077</id><published>2008-10-05T21:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T21:53:53.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You don't know how much you are hurting the people around you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-4610451605967741077?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/4610451605967741077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=4610451605967741077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/4610451605967741077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/4610451605967741077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-dont-know-how-much-you-are-hurting.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-2899195859960771172</id><published>2008-10-04T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T21:34:14.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You'll never be there for me when I'm sad.&lt;br /&gt;    Cause you are always the one to make me sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-2899195859960771172?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/2899195859960771172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=2899195859960771172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/2899195859960771172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/2899195859960771172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/10/youll-never-be-there-for-me-when-im-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-2827096927478450631</id><published>2008-10-04T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T10:31:03.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good luck. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going mama shop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-2827096927478450631?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.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-2508161232509046624.post-4133693239098150262</id><published>2008-10-03T17:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T18:02:56.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S OVER</title><content type='html'>I saw Miss Quek today. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-4133693239098150262?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/4133693239098150262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=4133693239098150262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/4133693239098150262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/4133693239098150262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-over.html' title='IT&apos;S OVER'/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-7765009486871309047</id><published>2008-10-02T14:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T14:21:58.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a funny drama.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-2170038956118972908</id><published>2008-10-01T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T22:57:08.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mummy bought me a giraffe for childrens' day. and an elephant for my sister.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-2170038956118972908?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/2170038956118972908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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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-2508161232509046624.post-787732689653786864</id><published>2008-09-30T22:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T22:12:23.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've got a new phone. I'm getting a new phone. :D I'll go get it before results come back. :D before my mum change her mind. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-787732689653786864?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/787732689653786864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=787732689653786864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/787732689653786864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/787732689653786864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/09/ive-got-new-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-6457212024728470526</id><published>2008-09-21T20:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T20:59:01.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>George rocks George rocks George rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday is coming. :D Yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-6457212024728470526?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/6457212024728470526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=6457212024728470526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/6457212024728470526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/6457212024728470526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/09/george-rocks-george-rocks-george-rocks.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-3442293953337754332</id><published>2008-09-15T21:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:20:25.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love you&lt;br /&gt; but i wish you never existed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-3442293953337754332?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/3442293953337754332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=3442293953337754332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/3442293953337754332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/3442293953337754332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-love-you-but-i-wish-you-never-existed.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-902531725923199743</id><published>2008-09-10T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T21:17:34.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like a madwoman. Whenit's still farfaraway from exams, I don't blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if they'll kick me out of chinese next year. I'm going to cross my fingers for that. It's not as if I'm going to use that marks for O-levels. I don't need a 9 points just for one subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for exams to be over. :D bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-902531725923199743?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/902531725923199743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=902531725923199743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/902531725923199743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/902531725923199743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-feel-like-madwoman.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-6809154378579590412</id><published>2008-09-08T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T21:27:30.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I made a new friend today. &lt;strike&gt;His name is&lt;/strike&gt; Ok, i don't know his name. HAHA. Apparently he know my father. Well, that was after i told him. Kind of funny. I just told him my dad's bus number, then he started telling me about where i stay, what car my dad has, etc. HAHA. Then i didn't hold the handle when i took the bus. So he called me to hold it, in case i fly out of the bus. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Lysander's got a barney cake. :D It was so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Min looks very different in the Barney show. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A teacher shouldn't teach unless she knows her stuff. You don't. Go away. But here you stand feeding us the wrong information. &gt;: ( No wonder it looks so weird. Concave mirror is concave mirror, convex is convex. fingers meet means fingers meet, fingers don't meet means fingers don't meet. Read up, read up. You must be aging. You're going out of your mind. Opps, you don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to watch Barney. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-6809154378579590412?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/6809154378579590412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=6809154378579590412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/6809154378579590412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/6809154378579590412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-made-new-friend-today.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-3004896433450461981</id><published>2008-09-07T17:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T17:18:56.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY LYSANDER!</title><content type='html'>Know i'm kind of late. Haha, not like you wished me happy birthday anyway. Boy, you're getting old. Seems like yesterday you were just one year old. Actually you really were. HAHAHAHAHAHA. i think i'm going to crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to get a backpack. Don't think I'm getting it online. Hard to find. Maybe I'll get a Miss Quek one. Haha, hard to imagine her carrying a backpack. I don't even think I'll get to see it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Lysander's birthday celebration. :D I think he got a BARNEY CAKE! :D My mum says she will get me a giraffe cake for my birthday next year. :D bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-3004896433450461981?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/3004896433450461981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=3004896433450461981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/3004896433450461981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/3004896433450461981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-lysander.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY LYSANDER!'/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-6381270560636904559</id><published>2008-08-30T12:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T13:01:46.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blah, this better be joke. but i'm not laughing. it's not funny seriously, you just leave without a word. you better come back when school reopens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really regretted not paying more attention in your class. regretted more after we change teacher. change to one who's totally opposite of you. the voice, the teaching method, the size etc. in her lessons, we only listen to chermaine's storytelling, while she just sit there staring pleasantly out of the window, calling us do something that might not even come out in exams. it was then i realised the value of your teaching. it took me so long to realise it, and when i did, it comes useless. can you believe it, if no one found out the truth, and you just go. you think it will do us good? you kept hinting that you're retiring, but i never once did believe you. now i wish i did, so the impact of the fall won't be so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry, i forgive you. this isn't even your fault. hope you will be happy. get a boyfriend, goodbye. i'll miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-6381270560636904559?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/6381270560636904559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=6381270560636904559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/6381270560636904559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/6381270560636904559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/08/blah-this-better-be-joke.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-988746730666187434</id><published>2008-08-16T16:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T17:04:01.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay, i'm online after a long break. how entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;index number change. :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i passed all my tests. :D i'm praying hard for science. i almost failed chinese. passed by half mark. hopefully they'll kick me out of chinese next year. -cross fingers- must get 29 for maths next test. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally understand electricity after a 2 hour session at tuition, while any waste so much time teaching in weird language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg, bye. long post. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-988746730666187434?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/988746730666187434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=988746730666187434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/988746730666187434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/988746730666187434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/08/yay-im-online-after-long-break.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-4489198650988473653</id><published>2008-08-04T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T19:02:25.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="mailto:!@#$#@!$#%^$#@^@%$@$"&gt;!@#$#@!$#%^$#@^@%$@$&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhh, stupid you. i spent so much time making that stupid card. and then i put it on my table, and you had to take it away, to frame it, my foot. you want one then say, i make one. just snatch it away. and you talk about manners. &gt;:( what is this world coming to? so what if you are older? !#@! all men are created equal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala, stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today dance was entertaining. though i don't think i'll be able to sleep at night. D: sally was bad enough. then there had to be this corpse smiling at you, and a duck at the back of the car. LOL. but it was a good way to waste time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what magic any does in class, but everyone seems to fall asleep. it can't be helped seriously. much as i try to listen to the rubbish class, my eyes keep closing. :( oh well, at least she never say anything important. i realised she stay back a lot recently. better make her an award. never stayed back for even two minutes usually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow there's chinese oral. imagine if i have to take it. tomorrow there's chinese test. i better not fail it. :( i hope we write compo instead. GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhh. chinese sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to cut my hair. but the queue always so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DINNER TIME. :D then i'll make a new birthday card. and none for the frekaing you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-4489198650988473653?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/4489198650988473653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=4489198650988473653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/4489198650988473653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/4489198650988473653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-is-this-world-coming-to-so-what-if.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-2825378599195838275</id><published>2008-07-07T14:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T14:54:50.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yay, I memorized my lines. :D one down, one to go.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm starting to think history is interesting. Don't ask me what i did to Celestine, but how to kill a mockingbird is interesting too. Lee Kuan Yew looks weird in the past. I'm at chapter 4 now. What a waste of time. That chapter is like stupid. I'm going to skip to chapter 6. The war part. :D then i can finally study for the test. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What wrong with the stupid lms. I can't find the new timetable. Any says that odd week recess change timing. I hope that tomorrow SEL will be after swimming. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saturday was madness. I thought CIP starts at 12.30. So when I missed the stupid expensive bus, I went to take a cab. Since the stupid expensive bus comes everyhalf hour. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Waste of $12. When i reached there and called Jerusha, I realised to my horror that CIP actually starts at 1.30. &gt;: ( And so I spent like 1 and a half hour at the taxi stand reading How to Kill a Mockingbird. Again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Depressing. Then while we were doing CIP, I was eating oreo biscuits. Then this guy come up to me and said that I should be eating this, or i will get a belly like him. :( What a mockingbird. :( then his wife said that he only said that because he wanted me to offer him some. haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Friday was fun. Add a 'ny' behind that and it will fit better. Sometimes our class is amazing. From nobody to everybody. LOL. at first no one even wanted to join. Then the day before, everyone suddenly joined. What last minute crap. like that excursion.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wth. We were all sitting in class talking about express yourself day and listen to the sally story, when suddenly we were told to go to the foyer for excursion. Wth. But we shouldn't be surprised since the teacher is ttt. oh well. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm going to read historyy. GOODBYE. :D my boyfriend rocks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-2825378599195838275?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/2825378599195838275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=2825378599195838275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/2825378599195838275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/2825378599195838275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/07/swear-to-tell-truth-whole-truth-and.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-9165188951700052484</id><published>2008-06-28T14:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:04:21.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GyELxWfDkCs/SGXhVGXFIyI/AAAAAAAAAHI/PBCbx-PhxBI/s1600-h/CHINESE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216823495979508514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GyELxWfDkCs/SGXhVGXFIyI/AAAAAAAAAHI/PBCbx-PhxBI/s400/CHINESE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i knew my chinese was improving. LOL. my record was one second. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-9165188951700052484?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/9165188951700052484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=9165188951700052484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/9165188951700052484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/9165188951700052484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/06/yay.html' title='YAY'/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_GyELxWfDkCs/SGXhVGXFIyI/AAAAAAAAAHI/PBCbx-PhxBI/s72-c/CHINESE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-4003986481193829062</id><published>2008-06-19T16:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T16:52:49.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Days</title><content type='html'>To Orchid Garden Tour. Haha. Interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally managed to read the whole of the play of mockingbird, or something like that. Kind of interesting. Though i still don't understand what's boo's problem. And in the end all die. Gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five more days to school. How horrible. And we haven't even do History and Lit yet. Oh well, Mrs Jay happens to like last minute works. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Kungfu Panda on Tuesday. The show's damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEFT WITH CHINESE. freaking chinese. ew.ew.ew. I might consider doing it. Can you believe that. I'm left with 13 Open ended chinese comprehensions. The whole thing, not just 13 questions. EW EW EW. Sucks. But i should understand. It's chinese anyway. But that's not compulsary to do. Actually it is, but it's houlaoshi call us do one. Not the school, which also means don't need to do. Yay, I don't know how to type chinese with this computer anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, I'm trying to type with all the caps and all, kind of irritating, i keep forgetting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my history textbook, that sucks. I can't start the history script. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow got leadership training. FOUR HOURS. I could be at home doing the history script.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO DAYS TO ORCHID TOUR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-4003986481193829062?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/4003986481193829062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=4003986481193829062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/4003986481193829062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/4003986481193829062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/06/two-days.html' title='Two Days'/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-4543212037999689779</id><published>2008-06-16T21:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T21:48:37.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mothers The Bothers</title><content type='html'>I really wonder what's going on my mum's mind. I put my books on the table, she complain. Then i put one small stack [the ones i'm going to bring back to school] on the side of the floor, she complain. I put some on the sofa, she complains. then where am i supposed to put the books? On my head everywhere i go? Insane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-4543212037999689779?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/4543212037999689779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=4543212037999689779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/4543212037999689779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/4543212037999689779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/06/mothers-bothers.html' title='Mothers The Bothers'/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-2227495473665815806</id><published>2008-06-14T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T22:22:13.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SNAP</title><content type='html'>today we did cip again. there was this weird guy. who acted like some private investigator. he came to the desk when i was playing freecell. [btw, i got the longest losing streak there] i was concentrating super hard, when he suddenly ask me, if i was doing work. then i thought it was the whole cip thing. then i said yes. then he take his camera out and wanted to take photo of my game. LOL. then i closed it. &gt;: ( break my concentration. he kept wanting to take picture of us. and we had to hide under the table. then he walked away. then i continued my game. then suddenly FLASH! and we looked up. then saw him appearin from behind a pillar, wearing a smug grin saying 'got you'. did he think we were some celebrity of some sort?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was a madman on the phone. he was saying so angrily something about park connectors, mac r ichie reservior blahblahblah. so muffled. crap. he say got not enough signs around the way. WTFFFFFF. you think there's signs to everywhere you want to go? gahhhhhhhhhhhhh. stupid ass. anyway, we hanged up on him. accidentally mind you. we wanted to divert. but we pressed the hang up button too long. and there goes the divert. TOO BAD. he was probably waiting there for damn long. then he called back. lol. then we divert and don't know what happen. ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was also this freak, who called us asking the address of jacob ballas' children gardens. we told her the brochure got no address, because there really isn't, but she didn't believe us, apparently. her brain was awry. i knew at first sight. so we tell her to tell the taxi driver 'nus campus antrance'. but she don't want to believe. trying to play smart aleck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum gone mad and bought a thousand and one barney cds back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-2227495473665815806?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/2227495473665815806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=2227495473665815806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/2227495473665815806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/2227495473665815806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/06/snap.html' title='SNAP'/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-2325686995022318399</id><published>2008-06-12T13:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T13:19:02.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>daddy got a new car today. the seat was nice. the car too. i'm going to collect with daddy today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a normal car mind you. not a turquoise jungle carvan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-2325686995022318399?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/2325686995022318399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=2325686995022318399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/2325686995022318399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/2325686995022318399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/06/daddy-got-new-car-today.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-7184362068000015707</id><published>2008-06-05T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T21:59:33.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Outing :D</title><content type='html'>today was class bbq outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't eat anniething. only four marshmallow and half a chicken wing. LOL. and two mouths of green tea. but it was fun, trying and failing to light the pit. haha. the stupid fire starter didn't work. so it became punk [or something like that] fire instead, which eventually turned to paper plate fire. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went with anu, rachel, lingyi, beaunice to skate. my butt hurts. :( rachel and lingyi ran away. so i went with beaunice and anu. and ended up just getting pulled and pulled. and then i fell down. haha. those two people who walk with their bicycles fault. haha. how do you ever skate. then we reach the skating rink, and bad bad beaunice and anu abandoned me. lol. and rachel and lingyi came back from the mad man who lent us a lighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opps. i just made the screen super big. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i went to walk to macs with my boyfriend. :D he kept talking about how it is getting dark and do, um nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday andria, fazz and i went to marina for movies. made of honour. haha. i went to school to get new moon first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-7184362068000015707?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/7184362068000015707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=7184362068000015707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/7184362068000015707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/7184362068000015707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/06/class-outing-d.html' title='Class Outing :D'/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-3102347230945866457</id><published>2008-06-01T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T22:21:15.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;1. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll call my boyfriend to scold him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Whose butt would you like to kick?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't kick butts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buy that gigantic george&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. If you could only take one thing with you in a fire at home, what would you take?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why can i only take one thing? i can always carry a bag. &gt;: (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loving my boyfriend :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a boyfriend. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE IS NOT ATTACHED! &gt;: (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. Is there anything that has made you extremely happy?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. If you can die in one way, how will it be?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dropping from a giraffe head. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. How do you see yourself in ten years time?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a mirror? or i'll just look down. obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. Who is currently the most important people to you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny. HAHAHAHHAHAAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14. Would you rather be single &amp;amp; rich or married but poor?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll have a boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;15. What's the first thing you do when you wake up?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;17. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;18. What type of people do you hate?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOCKing birds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;19. The people who you want to do this quiz?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annieone who sees this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celestine ate ice cream. :D brownie ice cream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-3102347230945866457?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/3102347230945866457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=3102347230945866457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/3102347230945866457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/3102347230945866457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/06/1.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-8887056185218288909</id><published>2008-05-30T09:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T10:14:22.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CIP last saturday was hilarious. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met jerusha at plaza sing, to buy food to eat there. better than that 'cheapest' cafe there. we bought snapple. DAMN heavy. we meant to drink it &lt;em&gt;cold&lt;/em&gt; when we get there. MEANT. but didn't happen. lol. i don't know how we did it but we managed to walk all the way to band stand and curve to swan lake. LOL. oh well. you have to know the place well to understand this. anyway, it was one whole big round. lol. the 15 to 20 minute walk became 45 minutes. LOL. so when we reach there we look like shit. yeah, then we saw farzi warzi there. or something like that. lol. wonder how we know her name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought she was rahimah at first. since i didn't wear my glasses. lol. look like from far. but up close it's not. obviously. she must be doing something suspicious on the computer at the desk. lol. she immediately walk briskly to the desk from that aircon room, and closed something on the computer. anyway, we went to history and saw where she went to. A LOT OF WEBSITES. lol. and then we randomly click one blog. and the photograph on it look like her. lol. the name is farzy warzy or something. LOL. and she went to web messenger, which inspired us to use ebuddy. then we had lunch break. cup noodles. haha. we wanted to use the hot water from that water dispenser. but it was empty. lol. then we did something crazy. we were seriously mad that time. there were a lot of extra that water thing on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we attempted to lift one. which i think is 10 litres. and turn it over to fit the dispenser. LOL. heavy. we had three attempts, and two of them somehow landed on my leg. int he end we did it. lol. very funny. and we had our cup noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm hungry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-8887056185218288909?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/8887056185218288909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=8887056185218288909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/8887056185218288909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/8887056185218288909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/05/cip-last-saturday-was-hilarious.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-5463879567241963742</id><published>2008-05-23T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T22:30:37.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a pleasant morning. there was cross country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was running and running like mad with aarthi. then i fainted. and so, instead of splashing me with water, they splash me INTO the water. so i woke up, gasping for breath, almost dying of thirst. because there was no water around. so i decided to swim acoss the reservoir, instead of getting up and run and faint and almost got drowned, blahblablah. and anyway, i swam across, to the finishing line. yay. cooling run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah yeah. i can't swim. i just happened to forget momentarily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like sleeping good night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-5463879567241963742?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/5463879567241963742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=5463879567241963742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/5463879567241963742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/5463879567241963742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-was-pleasant-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-4142114681705719995</id><published>2008-05-21T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T22:53:21.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ANY CRAPPY SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth, who locks the classroom ten minutes after school ends. um, teachers releases at two. crappy shit. so at two we just call someone outside to lock us in or something. lame shit. you might even be the one who broke the wire. even vijaya don't know about it. and somehow you did. lkfdjsornenmacmkcms. come on, leave us alone, you are just a freaky monster, a poor expression reader, and another freaky monster. so, we lock the classroom up, and while waiting for cca, we stay in the staff room? alright, i don't mind. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, forget that, bell rings at 1.50, you leave school at 1.51, um, care not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;botanic gardens rocks. a better garden than the rc one anyway. like duh. which one isn't better than rc. the staff there very scary. she suddenly appear in the counter and give us a shock. haha. and we were unable to execute our plan of hiding it under the telephone paper. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the computer there is also stupid. they blocked all the websites, except for the boring ones. so we ended up spending the whole time playing the computer game. haha. not that there is a lot. only four. haha. but enough to entertain us for 8 hours. haha. i think the visitors are funny. HAHA. one of them dropped their skate into the fountain. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was also this group of people, who were playing amazing race or something. kind of stupid. when we don;t have the answer, they ask for it. when we have the answer, they don't ask. or well, their loss. haha. i wonder which group wins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's last day of school. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-4142114681705719995?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/4142114681705719995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=4142114681705719995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/4142114681705719995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/4142114681705719995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/05/any-crappy-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-4816420401837692619</id><published>2008-05-17T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T22:02:33.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>five days ago, i finished my cup of milo. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was limelight. i think i mentioned it a little in the previous post. the performance ended very fast. miss chye was funny. LOL. funny. but i wasted the whole day there. then i couldn't do the design brief. so my whole group stayed up all night to do it. but in the end, we didn't need to hand it in. &gt;: ( what a waste of energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, me and andria went to walk around um, some place? we went to KFC to eat first. the chicken taste horrible now. ew. and somehow the crispy part that andria love so much ended up missing. LOL. some secret place. yeah, and we didn't eat the chocolate fondue from that shop, don't know what name. haha. then we went to the george shop. there was a big big big big big big big big big big big big big big big big big big big , um, yeah, you get the idea? george. damn cool. :D bigger than me. lol. but this branch doesn't have a man stalking us or getting the idea of our love for george. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was buzz at canteen. :D INTERESTING! duck group rocks. we ought to win the competition. :( bad audience who booed. bad judges who talk crap. but good duck group. yay. i didn't expect our class to shout so loud. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday is the meeting of all weird people. firstly was that doctor, yeah. freaky. i waited two hours plus just to have a little five minute chat. YOU THINK I'M VERY FREE? i still have to look forward to seeing any... lol. half hour waiting. five minute talk. 55 minutes paying and all. plusminus. lol. so, i saw this tiny sign saying that they are implementing a new system at the cashier, where you paying for seeing doctors like wong keng yeng. LOL. so i thought it woulg be faster. yeah, that was what i thought the sign was supposed to mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after seeing the doctor wong keng yeng, we waited at the cashier. to pay of course. blah blah blah. i heard this woman saying that she waited 45 minutes for something i couldn't hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;i got a shock and my eyes popped out. then i had to go through the emergency to fix my eyes back in and all.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then my dad called me to go collect medicine at the phamacy first, as it is also another long queue. who is that minister who still say that there's not enough people living in singapore?! &gt;: ( and so, i waited and waited at the pharmacy for my number to come out. finally, it came, like duh. it better. yeah, and so, i went to this counter. with this man who looked like the professor of maths olympiad. lol. then one i thought taught maths remedial at first. haha. then he was like staring at me. and he said, so you are [my chinese name], as it only shows the C of celestine at the end, then he ask how old i am. and wth, you have to be 18 and above to collect a medicine. FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF. all the waiting for nothing. then he keep testing me, as if to check whether the medicine really belong to me or something. ppppffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffttttttt. yeah, so he seemed kind of convinced. like duh, the medicine is mine, but then, to my utter disappointment, he said that it is against the law to give out the medicine like that. &gt;: (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went back to daddy. haven't pay yet. wth gone wrong with that 'new' chasier system? &gt;: ( so that same woman was complaining again. that she waited  one and a half hour and her number still haven't come out yet. lol. then my dad went to talk to the person too. because all the small number never come out. but all the newer number come out already. and another customer also came up angrily and said soemthing about the cashier very lousy and then they say 'i don't want to pay anymore' and walked off. lol. malulu la. in the end you'll still have to pay. all the trouble for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that we rushed back to school. lol. to meet mrs gay. she said i pay only 60% attention in class. she say everytime she look at me i'm mostly day dreaming. but i don't day dream, so i think that she's a bad face reader. then my mum complained to her about miss poon not accepting my mc. such a life and death matter. lol. then she said that i should have told her because adult talk to adult easier. "you know, student-adult um" then she made that one eyebrow higher than the other expression. i kind of agree. especially someone like misspoon, who spends most  of the time talking thigns that no one but himself understands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then got today's botanic garden. haha. next time then post about it.  i'm tired. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-4816420401837692619?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/4816420401837692619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=4816420401837692619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/4816420401837692619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/4816420401837692619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/05/five-days-ago-i-finished-my-cup-of-milo.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-7496287076683612512</id><published>2008-05-13T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T22:38:30.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOO JIN, there's no giraffe hair clip. :( bad bad yoo jin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's choir limelight. and friday's meet the parents day. :D CAN'T WAIT. lol. today mrs gay said the best thing ever. she said that register 33 onwards will talk to her. i had never been so happy in my life. it was just a matter of alphabets and i could have been an unfortunate 33. thank god thank god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs gay drives a green van. not exactly green. it's this greenish blue. weird. i always thought someone delivering things. i didn't notice it's there all the time. not all. mrs gay didn't come to school yesterday. fascinating. fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. botanical gardens was funny. chermaine was making such a din. we were listening to her complain and tried to maintain peace and order between us. however, it became that chermaine started making such a din. first she took a rubik's cube. then she turned and turned and turned it. SO LOUDLY. piercing the silence between us all. &gt;: ( look who's talking. then she said that she wanted to call chx, to ask about the rahimah person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then she YELLED and YELLED. she shrieked hysterically, she hollered, she blasted, she blared, she vociferated. what a horror. what a &lt;em&gt;good impression.&lt;/em&gt; she she complained to chx about us. then chx still said that we were making a lot of noise at the botanical gardens. she keep saying good impression good impression. but the botanical gardens people are horrid. they make us go all the way there, and then call us to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't mean we're not supposed to go back, but they say that there were not enough people to talk to us. &gt;: ( you think i want to talk to you? lol. evil people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so me and jerusha went to plaza sing instead, as we thought there might be a mini toons there to buy the yoo jin giraffe hairclip. but there wasn't. :( how depressing. so we went to buy ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's lime light. i think i mentioned it earlier. but anyway, there's limelight tomorrow. and IT, excuse me, i've got a lot of mc. :D you can choose which one you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister likes tom and jerry now. she thinks it's funny. i think it's funny too. my brother too, my sisters, my maid, my mum, my dad, my brother in law thinks it's funny. HHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. you should watch it. it's so stupid. there's crab today. surprising. my dad suddenly felt like cooking crab. so he bought them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. we're getting a new car :D comes next week. lol. the present car driver seat door cannot open. so everytime my dad wants to drive, he has to crawl through. the worst part is that the seat beside is a baby seat. so he has to climb over the whole baby seat. LOL. what a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;limelight's tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! tom and jerry's very funny. HAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay, giraffes sucks. don't ignore the previous post. some angel possessed me, when i typed it. that particular angel has a name too. it's called andria. same name as my son, same personality too! angels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-7496287076683612512?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/7496287076683612512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=7496287076683612512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/7496287076683612512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/7496287076683612512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/05/yoo-jin-theres-no-giraffe-hair-clip.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-4770735742541399064</id><published>2008-05-13T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T15:23:43.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;Giraffes suck. A tad much.&lt;br /&gt;I love my son and daughter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-4770735742541399064?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/4770735742541399064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=4770735742541399064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/4770735742541399064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/4770735742541399064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Andria</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-357229601926549207</id><published>2008-05-02T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T21:06:14.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AWW. i want a george pencil case too. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is depressing day. joey is funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was wallking into class. then she suddenly ask me why my hair so long. and then i said i don't know. and this was what she said. "i know! you finally comb your hair!" &gt;: ( lol. ahem, short hair doesn't mean no comb. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then next period, miss poon greated us and claimed that me and jerusha are overweight. &gt;: ( my weight was like 38 point something when i first stepped on the weighing machine. oh well, i was carrying a 4kg weight. sniff. this is depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then next period, i was so hungry. but then i can't eat for recess since i'm overweight. HOWEVER, my group keep looking for food, and i was looking at an ice cream book. there was low fat ice cream. and vanessa keep changing everything in it to durian. :/ well, at least it make me feel like puking instead of eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then some horrible horrible person went to copy my mindmap. sheeeeeeeeeeeesh. get a own brain can't you. then joey kept asking duky if creativity counts. i hope i takes up five marks. &gt;: (&lt;br /&gt;come on, get your own life. ducky's getting famous. D: miss quek got short teerm memory. when i say short term, it's not like those three month things. it's like only few seconds. or even milliseconds. joey keep asking her to come over. then she will look at joey, and say, ok. then she will forget. then joey will call her go over again. then she almost walking there, another person intercepted and asked her a question. this went on for a long long time. then finally miss quek walked over to her table. joey was about to begin her story when miss quek strightened and attempted to walk away. then joey almost wanted to pull her hand back. haha. but in the end, joey had to go to her and talk instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm having a flu. and so, i don't have to go tuition. sniff. and my horrible rashes. i wonder what it is. there's like dot dot dot dot dot dot dot and more dot dot dot. i think it's my panadol and athenol clashed and canceled each other out, and created a new substance, called rashes. it's damn itchy. i scratched. then we sweat a lot of pe. then the water touched it and it was painful. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teapot was so evil. she adding wounds to the salt. somethign like that. she keep laughing and laughing at us for being overweights. sniff. it's unfair. a ceramic honey pot is heavier than a paper teapot. haha. but we made up and became friends again. and we went to tampines to eat kfc&lt;br /&gt;:D i made her miss her bus. delightful. she was at the traffic light there crying and pointing and jumping at the bus opposite. LOL. maybe she thought that if she jump a lot, maybe she can fly onto the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then aarthi kept laughing at us too. she even laughed at my simple jingle bell song. &gt;: ( it was depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't go training today. :D i want to keep everyone in suspense. my mc lasts till sunday. oh monday. i can't remember. :( and the miss poon didn't let me make good use of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;barney rocks, anu. george too of course. i'm going to eat my medicine and sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-357229601926549207?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/357229601926549207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=357229601926549207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/357229601926549207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/357229601926549207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/05/aww.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-183967594997222018</id><published>2008-04-29T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T20:54:28.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need to change my blogskin. :( all the animals ran away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today discovery centre trip was boringggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg. but fun. the lego was the only fun thing. and the ring or pacifier. whatever it was. it was supposed to be a ring, but then rachel made it look like a pacifier. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the show was boring. and boring. and boring. lol. according the the fake shajni, mrs gay yawned twice. and then she said sanjana ate up all her popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the show was boring. um, what are we supposed to learn? i could have been getting a free ice cream cone instead of getting a headache watching the show. the whole show just keep repeating repeating repeating itself. sharon was damn funny. haha. rachel is horrible. how can anyone eat that pacifier or ring whichever for so long? it's so sweeeeeeeeeeeeeeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;barney is nice. barney songs are nice. barney songs are nicer than the mummy movie. it's damn gross. all the bodies kind of decomposed and they say they are not. :/ they even took out the liver. gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. lingyi found me a blogskin. it is dedicated to miss wan. (: hopefully after she sees it she will get well faster. haha. i wonder what happened to mrs choo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEORGE ROCKS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-183967594997222018?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/183967594997222018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=183967594997222018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/183967594997222018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/183967594997222018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-need-to-change-my-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-5051012746048933383</id><published>2008-04-24T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T16:23:21.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your score: 330 keys per minute ~ 66 words per minute&lt;br /&gt;Language/mode: en&lt;br /&gt;Ranking: That was fast - you can still improve, though.&lt;br /&gt;Comparison: 26% of 30399 registered TyperA users using this language have typed a better result; 74% have a lower or equal result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You typed: It's hard to learn that we don't leave the best parts of ourselves behind back in the dugout or the office. If you call a wee thing with chubby cheeks and pink hair ribbons a woman, you will probably not get into trouble, and if you do, you will be able to handle it because she will be under three feet tall. I have an existential map. Laugh, and the world ignores you. The truth about a woman often lasts longer than the woman is tue. A no uttered from deepest conviction is better and greater than a Yes merely uttered to please, or what is worse, tro avoid trouble. What you'd say id you had another chance. Smoking is, as far as I'm concerned, the entire point of being an adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mistakes: behind(behind,), tue.(true.), no(No), tro(to), id(if)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! YES! YES! Andria, beat that. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-5051012746048933383?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/5051012746048933383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=5051012746048933383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/5051012746048933383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/5051012746048933383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/04/your-score-330-keys-per-minute-66-words.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-5079114906338518425</id><published>2008-04-21T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T22:46:11.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GyELxWfDkCs/SAyoe9ArHJI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/mQ_fDWYHVRU/s1600-h/cedarchoirrrr.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191709720178269330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GyELxWfDkCs/SAyoe9ArHJI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/mQ_fDWYHVRU/s400/cedarchoirrrr.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;not me, but you can watch me too. :D i'm going to clean the esplanade spikes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-5079114906338518425?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/5079114906338518425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=5079114906338518425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/5079114906338518425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/5079114906338518425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/04/not-me-but-you-can-watch-me-too.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_GyELxWfDkCs/SAyoe9ArHJI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/mQ_fDWYHVRU/s72-c/cedarchoirrrr.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-3545643229001758722</id><published>2008-04-18T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T22:58:43.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i had a nice little chat with mrs gay. how pleasant. haha. thanks to the bell it was littler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was 2.4. :( how horrible. i got last years position. i wonder how aarthi suddenly shot up and run so fast. haha. azri beat me too. then shih hui jiewei all very close. :( that miss leong call us sprint sprint sprint. like we not tired. :( then i sprinted and died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i improved. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid red bull. so sweet. haha. then drink too much then run. haha. faarthi say she run half way wanted to vomit. haha. she lead a funny life. and evil one too. she say she will run with me. then when she walk i try to catch up she will suddenly sprint forward. haha. then she say last part she suddenly walk. then azri behind her calling her crazy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;half way miss leong ask her if she want to stop. aarthi said she peed in her pants. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a wonderful timing. haha. kind of too chinese. haha. jie wei keep insisting that i beat her. i don't mind, but the thing is she beat me. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is horrible, but i don't want to rerun again either. haha. someone play barney may i with me. i'm bored. maybe i should sleep. i took cough medicine. :D it taste like cough medicine. how horrible. like too much red bull. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. stupid red bull. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-3545643229001758722?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/3545643229001758722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=3545643229001758722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/3545643229001758722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/3545643229001758722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-i-had-nice-little-chat-with-mrs.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-3785797433780478528</id><published>2008-04-12T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T21:31:56.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. my dashboard. the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; blog last year only three post. and right below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was sports day. i wish we could have it again. this time i will take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;george&lt;/span&gt; with me everywhere i go. in case of thief. ROSE GOT SECOND:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;. i got back &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;George&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ixora won. :( i wonder why they were crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like anu said, if those people who say rose cheer sucks because their house didn't beat us, um, this means you are saying your house sucks more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. what happened to our rafia skirts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. i got back george. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we went to pizza hut to eat lunch. baked rice rocks. then i think we spent like thousands of hours there talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISS POON SUCKS LA. wth. if the mc's not mine then whose is it? birthcert number not even singapore. so it's not other people one also what. &gt;: ( stop that crappy shit. we played floor ball until i got two cuts and blue blacks on my hand. haha. floor ball is a rough game. how can those elderlys actually play that game. my hosue the community centre always have floor ball competitions. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lingyi very funny, smash the ball into half. then can swing the stick 360 degree. haha. dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. my tuition teacher call me talk to mrs gay, call her help me tell miss poon. HAHAHA WTF. wait till the moon disappear i also won't tell. opps. later the moon really disappear tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to bathe. bye. yay. i got geroge back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-3785797433780478528?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/3785797433780478528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=3785797433780478528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/3785797433780478528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/3785797433780478528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/04/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-901943881668167967</id><published>2008-04-05T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T21:03:57.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. i shall continue the story. but i got no more time. haha. i shall keep the suspense. longer. now that elephant is dead, my spirits are higher. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, hospital again. haha. i went in as emergency and apparently i wasn't emergenced enough. :/ i had to wait like fifteen minutes to wait for my turn. actually it's pretty fast. seeing the crowd. yay. i b\rought elephant too. and stuffed it into a tiny pocket. &gt;: ) it almost suffocated. so i had to go trough another emergency for elephant. ok. don't talk about rubbishes like elephants. &gt;: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they had many doctor again. the doctor damn screwed. &gt;:( he injected the right hand. then he said, "SHIT!" then then he plucked out the needle and went over to the other hand. &gt;:( you think not pain is it? poke so many times. then they put the drip and i wnet to sleep. haha. on the elephant. i forgot it was in my pants pocket. then i lie down on the pants that pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i woke up and had a horrible sleep. there was something near my leg, that was giving me blue blacks. :( the horrible elephant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT NEW MEDICINE :) the doctor scolded me for not taking medicine for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got mc. nicer ones than jerusha. 3 days leave, can skip geog ct, and 1 month excuse from pe. &gt;: ) 2.4km.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freak. my maid damn irritating. she keep calling me to bathe. &gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-901943881668167967?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/901943881668167967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=901943881668167967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/901943881668167967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/901943881668167967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/04/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-3048321852811229680</id><published>2008-04-04T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T21:30:02.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DON'T BOTHER READING RUBBISH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i'm telling the truth. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this story is for haha. the mean mean mean ha ha. who don't want to come online to listen to this suspension story. &gt;: ( just for some stupid last episode show. &gt;: (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the story you are about the read is &lt;u&gt;not rubbish&lt;/u&gt;. and this yizhen or yizen person is &lt;u&gt;real&lt;/u&gt;. no matter what ha ha lies about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day, which is today, there was cheer practice. then we moved to flos because it was bigger. then there was a canteen table there. and so i turned around for a while for i don't know what. and when i turned back, i saw this person with another person. HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA. guess who it was. HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA. what a suspense. scroll down for the answer. &gt;: )&lt;br /&gt;suspense&lt;br /&gt;more suspense&lt;br /&gt;more more suspense&lt;br /&gt;more more more suspense&lt;br /&gt;more more more more suspense&lt;br /&gt;more more more more more suspense&lt;br /&gt;more more more more more more suspense&lt;br /&gt;more more more more more more more suspense&lt;br /&gt;more more more more more more more more susense&lt;br /&gt;more more more more more more more more more suspense&lt;br /&gt;more more more more more more more more more more suspense&lt;br /&gt;more more more more more more more more more more more suspense&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;and&lt;br /&gt;more suspense&lt;br /&gt;more more suspense&lt;br /&gt;more more more suspense&lt;br /&gt;more more more more suspense&lt;br /&gt;more more more more more suspense&lt;br /&gt;more more more more more more suspense&lt;br /&gt;more more more more more more more suspense&lt;br /&gt;more more more more more more more more susense&lt;br /&gt;more more more more more more more more more suspense&lt;br /&gt;more more more more more more more more more more suspense&lt;br /&gt;more more more more more more more more more more more suspense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is the suspense killing you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hoep it is. &gt;: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE SUSPENSE. i'll continue in the next post. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-3048321852811229680?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/3048321852811229680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=3048321852811229680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/3048321852811229680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/3048321852811229680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/04/dont-bother-reading-rubbish-but-im.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-3648648494504726714</id><published>2008-03-24T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T21:31:46.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ONE MORE DAY! ONE MORE DAY! ONE MORE DAY! YAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is fun. :) i love counting downs. especially when it's my birthday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel's evil. as usual. tomorrow going to die. off a giraffe head and die. :) a happy death. i'll miss you rachel. :) make sure you shut up all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today cheer practice was fun. only five people there. then shaomin said to play that ice and water game. haha. we ended up more tired than we first started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE MORE DAY! YAY! i saw ha ha at basketball. then she don't want to wave to me. :( BAD HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-3648648494504726714?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/3648648494504726714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=3648648494504726714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/3648648494504726714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/3648648494504726714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/03/one-more-day-one-more-day-one-more-day.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-8451334329296895705</id><published>2008-03-23T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T20:45:12.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH YAY updateupdateupdate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO MORE DAYS! YAY! andria almost got grounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to blog about something this morning. but i forgot. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new blogskin (: jerusha FORCED me tto make a blog. with our wonderful blogskin, with it's wonderful colours of the wonderful giraffe. i like that little polar bear jumping on the right. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel shut up. gah. haha. yay. i must stop eating so much. i'm eating kit kat, seaweeds, this twistie thing all at one time. with some dried mango and this pi pa fruit. and now i'm thirsty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday skip cheer practise go celebrate. :) shhhh. don't tell anyone. haha. i doubt i will. celebrate in school. yay. i call macs here. or i order buffet. put outside our classroom like the teachers use to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only if osmeone provide the money. haha. i keep making typo errors. :( haha. no wonder i can't beat anu at the typer game. haha. rachel is crazy. ok. as usual. haha. a typical rachel toh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got muscle ache all over my body. :( i stuck salompas pad all over my body. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO MORE DAYS! dinner at swensens tomorrow. YAY! got the birthday ice cream i think. i shall go eat ice cream now. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ice cream is cold. :) giraffe rocks. TWO MORE DAYS:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-8451334329296895705?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/8451334329296895705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=8451334329296895705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/8451334329296895705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/8451334329296895705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh-yay-updateupdateupdate.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-6057607891619662837</id><published>2008-03-16T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T22:12:09.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay. zoo. (: go thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-6057607891619662837?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/6057607891619662837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=6057607891619662837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/6057607891619662837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/6057607891619662837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/03/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-4865322290657336531</id><published>2008-03-02T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T20:06:43.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAH!&lt;br /&gt;i miss oversleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. it was damn funny. it just took one person to say 6.30 AND EVERYONE WILL SUDDENLY WAKE UP. OPPS. I ACCIDENTALLY PRESSED THE CAPS button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man. thanks to JERUSHA that we only get to play on one night. &gt;: ( should have called her to put the oil earlier. but we ended up not sleeping and making a jelly and a din, until jerusha made us sleep. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the second day was damn funny. we were playing playing then suddenly lingyi and rachel sitting side by side the telephone and talking in a solemn voice. i thought someone fainted or something. wth. then they ended up sleeping in our room. HAHA. stupid teachers never check. then we went to lingyi room because we had not enough pillows and blankets. then nwe had to call jie wei to ask her if she wanted any pillows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we had to call, huixian to get marlene number to get lee number to get leena number to get jiewei's friend room number. haha. then lee was sleeping. so we had to change the whole thing. lol. it was confusing until finally jiewei appeared at the door. lol. it was so funny. we did all that just ask jie wei if she wanted a pillow. haha. then we were talking talking talking until jie wei said TWO  MORE MINUTES! lol. then we panicked and carried allt he blankets and pillows over to the other room! it was a super funny sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then then four alarms rang and gone and no one wake up. lol. and we manages to prepare in fifteen minutes! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH someone buy choir tickets from me. 20 dollars. haha. cheap. it's less than hundred at least. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-4865322290657336531?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/4865322290657336531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=4865322290657336531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/4865322290657336531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/4865322290657336531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/03/hahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahaah-i.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-2927970764340120230</id><published>2008-02-23T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T10:47:19.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yaya. mrs gay still sucks. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was dance yesterday:D it was so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sad. then my mum told me that my aunt told her that the jacket is ready. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love yesterday. i got to miss tuition:D then my mum call me to change to other day. :( there shouldn't be such thing you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then the phantom song is so high. the female part so high. the male part so low. and then the other song rachel go crazy. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fail lit test. :( lol. again. my fifth time i think. haha. i must stop saying haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;barney that green friend is so lame. i think it made a mistake. they wre looking for green things and then someone said that it is green. then it look at it's tummy[which is purple] and say happily that it is green. wth. colour blind at a young age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say you'll love me every waking moment. i can't believe i'm going to say that to rachel. lol. horrible. can't we just do barney? lol. i can memorise the whole show already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-2927970764340120230?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/2927970764340120230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=2927970764340120230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/2927970764340120230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/2927970764340120230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/02/yaya.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-2805244426524117655</id><published>2008-02-21T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T22:13:03.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mrs gay sucks sucks sucks sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's like a super freaking idiot. she's blind, she's deaf and kaypo crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to think we thought she was not bias at all. wth were we thinking. she's an ass. stupid crap. seriously, two people she can see as four? she purposely did that to show she's a bias asshole. seriously, you think your jokes' very funny? Vijaya's much better than you la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope i'll never see you again. AHHHHHHHHHHHHH, i'm setting false hope. lol. unless she suddenly dies on the spot. must make a reminder to anu to teach me how to write a death note again. TODAY'S L BIRTHDAY! LOL. i still don't know the full story. that person is so mean. he just killed everyone. &gt;: (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's lit test tomorrow. i'm going to flunk it again. :( lol. then there is performance tomorrow. :( until ten. how do i sleep then? &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. mrs gay sucks. :( she spoils the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't she just do a good deed and shut up for one day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss the briefing tomorrow. i'm depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum sucks more not that i think about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-2805244426524117655?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/2805244426524117655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so angry with anu. because she doesn't want to answer my call. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. i'm too lazy to blog about today. such a long journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-6575827052381765644?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/6575827052381765644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=6575827052381765644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/6575827052381765644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-3398735020786247495</id><published>2008-02-14T19:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T19:33:30.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RACHEL IS WEIRD! SUPER WEIRD. i told her to paint the magnet yellow with orange spots. i wanted heart one. so it will not look weird. but she gave my this LIP one. and she doesn't have the colour. so she painted it GOLDEN and PINK! it look damn disgusting. but think carefully, rachel gave it, so it's pretty understandable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was nice. i didn't have to go for av meeting. there was dnce instead. and not dance dance. it's dance games. haha. it's was super funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i ate finish my tictac in one hour. all thx to thanks. though i still think my giraffe doesn't look like a snake. haha. i hope one day michelle will eat you up. &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i killed jerusha's elephant yesterday. pull pull pull and POP! haha haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm super disappointed in IT. IT just abandoned us for some sec2 class. i'll never talk to it ever again. although i think it lesson very boring. it kept teaching us about science. and then carry this heavy medicine ball which we eventually didn't even use, all the way to the highhigh library, to watch it five minutes of the show, but we took half an hour there. IT is so lame. i hate IT now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did i ever say i like it. such a horror. and then that jerusha still like it. i wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and houlaoshit is in love with this oneS girl called i don't know what's her english name. haha. chinese is fun. can sleep and no one knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there;s it tomorrow :( no yays. hopefully we won't have it. i don't want to see it ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. flunk science CT (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-3398735020786247495?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/3398735020786247495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=3398735020786247495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/3398735020786247495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/3398735020786247495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/02/rachel-is-weird-super-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-8509767963295881644</id><published>2008-02-12T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T18:24:55.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's IT lesson tomorrow. yay. i missed IT so much. maybe it can cheer me up from my depression. it has such big eyes and long whiskers. with that kindergarten clap which make it look like a cat. those china peopel so mean. is it a male or a female. what a mean question. can't they just tell that it is a cat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall vote it as best teacher. but it would be so depressing to see it get the award. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as depressing as it is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel is getting weirder and weirder. i think she's getting more insane than usual. yesterday during lit she suddenly shout out FLOWER! then she made me laugh. :( such a cheating way of cheat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then jerusha stole my ice cream today. :( she ate it all up and then played with the sticks. then she throw and BOOM! the sticks all break and splash everywhere. during miss quek lesson. so nevermind anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-8509767963295881644?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/8509767963295881644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=8509767963295881644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/8509767963295881644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/8509767963295881644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/02/theres-it-lesson-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-3556071797566481310</id><published>2008-02-11T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T19:03:28.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay. i finished the mickey mouse (: but i think it's the wrong colour. it their face white? it had a simple cover though. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then it was a happy day until i tried anil's account. damn. someone changed the password. ): i'm going depressed. maybe i keyed wrongly. but i handed in my homework already anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! i just saw mickey mouse on the wall! the face is beige. :( i'm depressed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i found out today that andria changed my x to a font sized 2 . on the giraffe blog. lol. i had a hard time clicking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music is fun. lol. alice in wonderland. better than CATS, ha ha. cats is so like IT. and IT is so like him, but him is a girl ): i'm getting lost in this wonderland of cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow there's chinese competition. someone lend me electionic dictonary :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr anil sucks. i'm going to lock my blog :D so that anil can't come here. he probably invented something to hack into accounts. stupid terrorist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-3556071797566481310?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/3556071797566481310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=3556071797566481310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/3556071797566481310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/3556071797566481310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/02/yay_11.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-1322433047731657610</id><published>2008-02-09T14:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T14:07:51.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i found a giraffe chop in my room cupboard. -sniff- it was -sniff- so cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalala.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-1322433047731657610?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/1322433047731657610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=1322433047731657610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/1322433047731657610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/1322433047731657610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-found-giraffe-chop-in-my-room.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-4903809473828366868</id><published>2008-02-08T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T23:19:58.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH NO. I'M DEPRESSED. ): -SNIFF-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-4903809473828366868?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/4903809473828366868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=4903809473828366868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/4903809473828366868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/4903809473828366868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh-no.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-4708694580207973333</id><published>2008-02-08T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T20:30:53.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WEEEEEEEE. ANU AND I HAD SOME VERY NICE IDEA OF WHAT TO DO AT CAMERON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF WAKE UP AT 6 WE WAKE AT 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RUN AROUND THE HOTEL WAKING UP GUESTS, OR GIVE OUR OWN WAKE UP CALLS, THEN GO INVADE THE NEXT DOOR ROOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN WEEAR MASKS, SCARE THE TEACHERS, GO THEIR ROOM BANG BAGN BANG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. THEN WE WILL GET A LECTURE AFTER THAT, WITH THE TEACHERS WARNING US BLAHBLAHBLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME TO SLEEP. ANU CAN CONTINUE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-4708694580207973333?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/4708694580207973333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=4708694580207973333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/4708694580207973333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/4708694580207973333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/02/weeeeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-2311130238214525632</id><published>2008-02-08T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T20:19:13.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Considering this hotel was supposedly one of the better ones in the Highlands, I was really quite unpleasantly surprised. The room smelled, the other tenants were extremely noisy, the breakfast was AWFUL because the food looked old and stale, and the chef who cooked the omelette coughed all over it before serving it to us. The building was in very poor condition and needed a good paint. Sorry but a definite NO NO for this hotel if you're looking for a quaint, charming Cameron Highlands experience."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For a 3 star, it's the worst one I've ever been to. The room's very dirty and smelly, we went for breakfast at 9:30am and found the hot food are cold and looks very much like left overs from other's plate, and the fruits had insects all over it. We booked the hotel for 2 nights and checked-out after 1 night stay cause we cannot stand it. Apart from "size" there's nothing that worth noting about this hotel at all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. THAT SHOWED HOW CHEAP OUR SCHOOL IS. DUMBO. WASTE SO MUCH MONEY ON TABLET PCs AND IMACS. DON'T KNOW HOW TO GO BETTER HOTEL. FRUITS WITH INSECTS. DISGUSTING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-2311130238214525632?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/2311130238214525632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=2311130238214525632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/2311130238214525632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/2311130238214525632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/02/considering-this-hotel-was-supposedly.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-1444219365935128320</id><published>2008-02-08T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T18:36:36.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK. SOMETHING WRONG WITH BLOGGER AGAIN. OR IS IT MY COM? I BET IT'S RACHEL'S STUPID VIRUS. LOL. I'M BORED. HOME ALONE WITH MY SISTER AND MAID. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT ALL THE ANG PAOS ALREADY. NO POINT GOING WITH MY PARENTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW I'M BOREDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANU JUST GAVE ME THE INPIRATION OF WHAT TO WASTE TIME ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TYPE EVERYTHING ON THE PAPER. SINCE I'M TOO LAZY TO READ EVERY WORD. UH. I MADE IT A LITTLE MORE SUITABLE FOR TEENAGERS THESE DAYS. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. MY MUM  READ ALREADY. DON'T NEED TO READ.&lt;br /&gt;2. ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. REACH SCHOOL BY 4.45AM, THE EARLIEST, ON WEDNESDAY, 27 FEB AND WAIT OUTSIDE SCHOOL; AS THE COACH LEAVES AT 6.50 SHARP. HINT: IF YOU DON'T WANT TO GO, DON'T COME EARLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. REMEMBR TO FORGET TO BRING YOUR PASSPORT, IF YOU MISS YOUR MUM, AS THE COACH MIGHT DRIVE YOU HOME TO TAKE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. ALWAYS MOVE IN GROUPS AND FOLLOW THE CNUTS, SO THAT WE CAN ALL GET LOST IN GROUPS. FOLLOW THE TIME LIMITS AND INTRUCTIONS GIVEN BY CNUTS. DO NOT KEEP EVERYONE WAITING. KEEP THE COACH DIRTY AND HAVE SOME FUN. BE RUDE AND UNGRACIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. TAKE RESPONSIBILITY WITH YOUR PHONES, LAPTOPS, TABLETS, TELEPHONES, PILLOWS AS COMMUNICATION WITH PARENTS ARE NECESSARY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. YOU CAN MAKE THE HOTEL ROOMS DIRTY, AS THEY WILL ALWAYS CLEAN IT UP IN THE MORNING. ALSO, YOU CAN MAKE AS MUCH NOISE AS YOU WANT, AS TOURISTS CAN NEVER WIN THE WAR BETWEEEN THEMSELVES AND OUR BIG GROUP OF PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. ACCOMODATION IS FIVE PEOPLE PER ROOM. HAVE FUN! BRING AS MANY THINGS AS YOU WANT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. ALL MEALS ARE PROVIDED. BRING ABOUT RM 1000 IF YOU WANT TO PURCHASE THE THINGS THERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. AFTER JB, YOUC AN THROW YOUR PASSPORT OUT OF THE WINDOW, SO THAT YOU CAN TAKE IT BACK ON THE WAY BACK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. BRING AS MUCH COUNTRABAND ITEMS INTO SINGAPORE AS YOU WANT. EG,CHEWING GUM, ILLEGAL DVDS, AS THEY RARELY SELL THESE IN SINGAPORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. PLEASE WEAR APPROPRIATE ATTIRE: MINI SKIRTS, SHORT DRESSES, SHORTS, HIGH HEELS, ROLLER BLADES, ANKLE SOCKS, SLIPPERS, NIGHT GOWNS, SPAGHETTI STRAPS, OR NOTHING AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. NO LONG SKIRTS ALLOWED:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. LEARNING JOURNEY ITINERY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY ONE: SAY HI, EAT, DRINK, SLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY TWO: WALK AROUND IF YOU WANT, EAT CHEWING GUMS, BUY DVDS, SLEEPWALK, HAVE FUN, DRINK BEERS, GO SHOPPING, DON'T WORRY ABOUT SCHOOL WORK. MAYBE GET HOSPITALISED FOR PALPITATION? HAHA. I DON'T KNOW THE SPELLING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY THREE: LEAVE HOTEL, WALK TO JB, OR CYCLE, BUT NOT ME, REACH SCHOOL AT 7 AND WAIT FOR DADDY TO DRIVE ME HOME:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. CHECK THAT YOUR PASSPORT PHOTO IS A CUTE AND CUTE ONE OF YOUR CHILDHOOD TIME. SO THAT THE PERSON WILL THINK YOU ARE SO CUTE AND JUST LET YOU PASS WITHOUT LOOKING AT YOU EVEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. THE TEACHERS ON THE TRIP WILL NOT INCLUDE:&lt;br /&gt;MRANILSHIT&lt;br /&gt;MISSTEHTIMEMACHINE&lt;br /&gt;MRMONKEYNEVERZIPPANTS:(&lt;br /&gt;MRSCHECKMYSKIRT&lt;br /&gt;MISSRUNAWAYFROMNAIR&lt;br /&gt;MR OPPS MRS OPPS MDM OPPS IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONE. TIME FOR EATING:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-1444219365935128320?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/1444219365935128320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=1444219365935128320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/1444219365935128320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/1444219365935128320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/02/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-1301631741820745330</id><published>2008-02-08T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T12:09:49.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ONCE UPON A TIME THERE WAS THIS GIRL CALLED JERUSHA HA HA HA CHEE HEE HEE HEE. SHE IS VERY BAD BECAUSE SHE CAME TO MY BLOG AND DIDN'T TAG. SO I WENT TO TELL it ABOUT IT. THEN IT WAS ANGRY WITH ME FOR TELLING IT ABOUT HAHA HEEHEE BEHIND HER BACK. BECAUSE. IT  WAS JERUSHA HA HA HA CHEE HEE HEE HEE. LOL. I FEEL LIKE I'M SEEING THE UMBRELLA SONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NO. TIME TO GET MORE ANG PAOS ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL GO TO MANY PEOPLE HOUSE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-1301631741820745330?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/1301631741820745330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=1301631741820745330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/1301631741820745330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/1301631741820745330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/02/once-upon-time-there-was-this-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-8668423058265491977</id><published>2008-02-07T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T16:43:45.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI EVERYONE. I'M ANIL VESAD[SOMETHINGSOMETHING]. I SUCK YOU KNOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-8668423058265491977?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/8668423058265491977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=8668423058265491977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/8668423058265491977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/8668423058265491977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/02/hi-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-6396137576193039567</id><published>2008-02-07T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T11:47:24.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M SUPER ANGRY WITH THE PERSON WHO MADE ZODIACS. HOW CAN HE NOT INCLUDE GIRAFFES? WHAT A MEANIE. IF HE DID INCLUDE THE GIRAFFE WOULD RUN THE FASTEST. AND TODAY COULD BE THE GIRAFFE YEAR! OENAOSCNOENQOPDE. I BET IT WAS MR ANIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY. TODAY IS GET REDPACKET DAY! WITH THE YEAR OF THE rat. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE'S A LOT OF RATS HANGING ON THE WALL OF MY HOUSE. SCARY. LATER THEY WILL CLIMB UP THE CLOCK AND THE CLOCK STRUCK ONE AND IT HAS TO RUN DOWN AGAIN. ALL  BECAUSE OF THE CAT WHO WAS CATCHING THEM. THEN THAT LITTLE JOHNNY THIN WILL TRY TO DROWN IT. AND THEN JOHNNY STOUT WILL PULL HIM OUT. AND THEN IT WILL REGRET ALL THE THINGS THAT HE DID ABOUT CATCHING THE RAT WHO CLIMBED THE CLOCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN THE DOG WILL CHASED THE CAT, HEYHOAMERRYO THE DOG CHASE THE CAT. THE CAT WILL CHASE THE RAT AGAIN (HE DOESN'T KEEP PROMISES), HEYHOAMERRYO THE CAT CHASE THE RAT. THEN THE RAT CHASE THE CHEESE, HEYHOAMERRYO THE RAT CHASE THE CHEESE. THE CHEESE RUNS AWAY, HEYHOAMERRYO THE CHEESE RUNS AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NO. I THINK MY WISH WON'T COME TRUE. I CAN'T STOP CRAPPING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE'S A LOT OF FOOD TODAY:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-6396137576193039567?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/6396137576193039567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=6396137576193039567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/6396137576193039567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/6396137576193039567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-super-angry-with-person-who-made.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508161232509046624.post-8138947156059953325</id><published>2008-02-06T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T23:23:31.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY. I GOT A NEW BLOG URL. AND I'M WAITING FOR THE LUGGAGE.I GOT MY FIRST RED PACKET(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CELESTINE! I WENT TO THE MOVIES TO CELEBRATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY GROUP GOT FIRST FOR CHINESE. CHANX TO BANYUEJI. CNUT'S GOT A SAME HAIRSTYLE. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'VE GOT TICTAC:D IT WAS MEANT FOR CHANX. BUT I WAS TOO TEMPTED. OH WELL. THIS IS THE THIRD TIME. I BOUGHT THREE BOXES. BUT IN THE END I ATE ALL OF THEM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANIL SUCKS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2508161232509046624-8138947156059953325?l=3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/feeds/8138947156059953325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2508161232509046624&amp;postID=8138947156059953325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/8138947156059953325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2508161232509046624/posts/default/8138947156059953325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3no1oj21p19e201o1so02j1o0j3o1no4p0io2.blogspot.com/2008/02/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>CELESTINE-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
