<?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-15633909</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:56:06.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>adolescence-</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>216</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-115244017674289067</id><published>2007-01-01T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T03:16:16.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'VE MOVED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUHBYE ADOLESCENCE-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://crisscross-.blogspot.com"&gt;CLICKCLICK :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-115244017674289067?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/115244017674289067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/115244017674289067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2007/01/ive-moved-buhbye-adolescence.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114723726677640203</id><published>2006-05-10T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T22:51:26.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heee I am feeling so carefree right now, thinking about what I should be doing this afternoon, when Mega SIA is due in less than a week's time. I guess I have sort of learnt to let myself relax, though I have this feeling this is not an appropriate time to because I am supposed to be working really hard for it [seeing how this project stands 30% of the overall score for GEOGRAPHY, HISTORY &lt;u&gt;AND&lt;/u&gt; LANGUAGE ARTS].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But having completed and handed in ALL [well, all the important ones at least] the homework that I owed the teachers, you have no idea how relieved I am. BECAUSE, the knowledge that you have assignments overdue IS NOT A GOOD THING. You get guilty and paranoid [wondering when the teacher is going to announce to the whole class that you still have not handed in (insert assignment name) and that you will be getting a 0 as a result], and then the &lt;em&gt;angelic &lt;/em&gt;part of you will go: &lt;em&gt;Yo! Don't you intend to finish up your work? Your score will suffer if you don't!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that the &lt;em&gt;devilish &lt;/em&gt;side of you will rebutt: &lt;em&gt;AIYA, it's okay, you still have what, ONE hour to do it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, as expected, I ALWAYS succumb to the persuasion of the devil and not do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think anyone might have realised this, but I am turning into a really naughty girl. I haven't beem doing ANY work diligently, and I spent most of the time copying assignments /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOO, from today onwards, I shall:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Stop using the computer the whole day doing God-knows-what, leaving all my homework to the eleventh hour&lt;br /&gt;- Do my work diligently [which includes stop copying people's assignments even if they offer their work to me to do so]&lt;br /&gt;- And stop succumbing to the devil inside me :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114723726677640203?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114723726677640203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114723726677640203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/05/heee-i-am-feeling-so-carefree-right.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114672429436104498</id><published>2006-05-04T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T23:31:34.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right, I am currently in the library! Hee have just managed to, with &lt;u&gt;great difficulty&lt;/u&gt;, complete the comprehension passage that was given out yesterday. Since I wasn't in school the day before, I had lots to catch up. But I realised that Sandy and Liang Hui were as slow as me, even though they were given an ENTIRE HOUR to do it. Haha, I am fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Sandy is equally fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because right now, Sandy and I are currently blogging, while Liang Hui is trying to find a redundant word in her summary writing so that she can finish it up with 160 words, which is the word limit that we are given :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I am supposed to leave this comfortable place with free computers and air-condition for Science very soon because WE ARE SUPPOSED TO PRESENT OUR ATOMIC STRUCTURE TO THE WHOLE CLASS! AHH I am getting the jitters already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shucks, the bell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114672429436104498?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114672429436104498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114672429436104498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/05/right-i-am-currently-in-library-hee.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114637837000580181</id><published>2006-04-30T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T22:06:43.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woohoo! Current location: Lianghui's house :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. I woke up early this morning to come all the way here for the purpose of finishing up the Science atomic structure THING, that is sadly due on Tuesday. And right now, since there's nothing much I can really do while we are waiting for the clay to dry so that we can proceed to painting them, I shall just take this time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three of us [i.e. Sandy, Lianghui and me] went to Mac D's for breakfast in the morning because I was, well, hungry, and Lianghui was craving for Sausage Egg muffin. As I was already at her house at the time we decided to have breakfast outside, the both of us walked to Junction 8 to meet up with Sandy, who kindly helped us to get seats since she was there early :D And sadly, I was unable to finish my share, so I wasted my favourite Sausage Egg muffin. Blah, so wasteful /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, as we had to get the stuffs for the making of our structure, we wanted to go to Popular, but it turned out that it only opened at TEN THIRTY, and it was only NINE FORTY-FIVE when we got there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOO. We had to sit outside of Popular, ON THE FLOOR, and basically stone, until the bookshop finally opened its door for us. And I tell you, my butt was hurting like mad because the floor was simply too hard for comfort, and I couldn't exactly walk properly during the course of time while we were shopping for the items that we needed for the project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the book store, man, the three of us weren't able to decide on the things that we should be buying, as we did not exactly have a rough idea of what we are going to do [yes, it's last minute work &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;] and we wasted a total of ONE hour there. I was so pissed, I walked away without waiting for the both of them because I wanted to get things done and over with haha. The two of them, however, decided to play a trick on me by running to the escalator while I wasn't noticing because they know very well that I am not familiar with Junction 8, having only been there for about ten times. And the duration of each time is only about an hours or so??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. But nice Sandy decide to slow down and walk with me, leaving Lianghui alone! HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while the both of us were walking past the CD shop, I realised that &lt;em&gt;I Not Stupid Too&lt;/em&gt; is out in stores already! Both in VCD and DVD format! I am so going to get it! And you people should too! It's seriously a nice movie not to be missed (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I sound like a salesgirl, but whatever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After God-knows-how long, we finally got back to Lianghui's house and started on the making of the structure. I had to make these small balls of approximately the same size with the clay that we bought from Popular and oh my gosh, I really hate clayyyyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grahh! It's sticky, gooey and smelly and washing your hands that is plagued with clay can choke up the basin as well! See how destructive clay can be??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to it, the water in Lianghui's basin refuses to drain away. So right now, the basin in Lianghui's bathroom toilet has milky residue in it /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh! While we were working on the clay, I thought of another IQ question to test Lianghui:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: Between 1kg of feather and 1kg of brick, which one is heavier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lianghui&lt;/strong&gt;: Brick &lt;em&gt;lorh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I seriously have no comments xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hmm.. that's all that has happened so far for today, so till next time! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Edit]&lt;br /&gt;The Princess Diaries &lt;strong&gt;Seven Heaven&lt;/strong&gt; is out in stores already! AHHHHHHH xD&lt;br /&gt;[/Edit]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114637837000580181?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114637837000580181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114637837000580181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/woohoo-current-location-lianghuis.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114646145225328061</id><published>2006-04-28T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T23:36:39.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now that I am feeling far more calm than I was in school, I guess it would be safe for me to post without breaking down or anything. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art was really fun today [yes, I can't eve believe that I am saying this] because all we had to do were make some finishing touches to our sunset scene and [not trying to flatter myself here,] but our work looks reallyreallyreally nice! Haha but this piece wouldn't have been completed [and look as nice] without Sandy, Lianghui and CHEOGNG YINGHUI!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, we also learnt about two famous artists who used textures in their paintings, which is what we are &lt;em&gt;supposed&lt;/em&gt; to be doing in our varoius scenes. I forgot the name of the first artist, seeing as how I have never heard of him before today's lesson. But his art works were really awesome, and very detailed. I personally like the one in which he painted his garden with &lt;u&gt;manymany&lt;/u&gt; flowers and her daughter :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the other artist is none other than Vincent Van Gogh. I really pity this guy I tell you. Not only is he a bit, well, mentally unstable, died early, but also, while he was still alive and living, only &lt;u&gt;one&lt;/u&gt; person ever bought his work. And what do you know? His brother was the one who bought it, lying to Van Gogh that someone else did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. That poor guy. He even cut his &lt;strong&gt;ear&lt;/strong&gt; off. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, enough about his sad life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent Chinese lesson writing &lt;em&gt;yi lun wen &lt;/em&gt;because we weren't able to persuade Mdm Cheong to forget about it, with her being really firm about her stand today. Haha and so during that whole hour, I was doing nothing but writewritewrite. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back Geography test after that! Am quite disappointed with my marks because they were penalised because of careless mistake - SPELLING ERROR. Pfft! But other than that, all were fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, continued with&lt;em&gt; yi lun wen &lt;/em&gt;during CME. And I managed to finish it during lunch so I was free (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was quite surprised upon receiving Science paper during Science after lunch. I actually did okay when I thought I totally blew it! Serena did better, by only a mark more though. Haha and the &lt;u&gt;both&lt;/u&gt; of us actually spelt &lt;em&gt;testosterone&lt;/em&gt; as &lt;em&gt;testerone&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lost one mark each for that -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114646145225328061?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114646145225328061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114646145225328061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/now-that-i-am-feeling-far-more-calm.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114621676232587834</id><published>2006-04-28T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T02:32:42.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My gosh, the Council interview just ended and I am all alone in class finding it hard to calm myself down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't see why. I mean, I have told lots of people that I am not keen on being a Student Councillor because I want to lead a simple and non-advanturous Secondary school life with no hiccups whatsoever. I want a smooth-sailing four years in Nanyang and I thought I was sure that I would be giving a &lt;em&gt;no-no&lt;/em&gt; sign when the panel of Councillors and teachers ask me questions as to whether or not I would like to hold the position of a Councillor. Because being a Student Councillor would mean lots of commitment of time to Council work and stuffs like that. And knowing myself, who often does last-minute work and cry over failures, Council job just doesn't seem to be my cup of tea. But after loads of thinking before the interview, and the disappointment that I am feeling now for pretty much screwing up the interview, it kind of made me realised that part of me DO want to be a Student Councillor. And who wouldn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right now, having gone through the interview, I am still comtemplating as to whether or not I should consider taking up the post as a Student Councillor. I mean, yeah, I do want to hold a leadership post in Nanyang [which is going to make me look wa-ay good on my resume] and besides, being a councillor might be fun. I mean, you get to organise events and activities for the school and people just look up to you. AND you get to contribute to the school, repaying the school for the education that it has provided you and moulding you into what you are today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why anyone would wish to experience circumstances whereby he/she has to sacrifice lots of sleep to finish up work [not only academic-wise, but Council-wise as well] is beyond me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right now, with this huge workload and CCA trainings and all that, I don't see how I am going to be able to cope if I was added with a burden of being a leader of the school, who has duties to attend to, proposals every now and then to complete, you know, things like that.&lt;br /&gt;And sacrificing recesses/lunches for meetings??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advice, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Edit]&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe I am worrying too much. I haven't even gotten back the Council interview results yet! For all you know, I won't even be able to get through it, let alone participate in the election. Right?&lt;br /&gt;[/Edit]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114621676232587834?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114621676232587834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114621676232587834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-gosh-council-interview-just-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114613952197893588</id><published>2006-04-27T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T09:29:34.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoots! I am &lt;em&gt;finally &lt;/em&gt;free from the wrath of common tests for this term! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't have to get so stressed up during lessons and be all anxious all day long until after the June holidays. No mugging also means more sleep! Haha this so great :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today started off terribly because having slept at only 12 plus night and staying up late for the past few days to study for all the horrible tests, I just couldn't keep my eyes open. Yet, at the same time, butterflies were flying in my tummy so the feeling that I was experiencing was awful. And having Math did not make things better. I just couldn't concentrate, when I am so worried about History test which was just right after that. I was torn between wanting to do the sums that Ms Teng asked me to do, and studying my History notes to further prepare myself. Guess I wasn't able to come to a conclusion because I sort of stoned the whole hour through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the gruelling hour of Math, Ms Koh came in and went through with us, for the last time, the format of the answers that we should follow. And then my gosh it was the test! I am not allowed to disclose much about the test right now because not all classes have sat for it yet so I shall keep my mouth shut. But I would say it was quite alright, [&lt;em&gt;so-so, &lt;/em&gt;as Liu Chang says]. I was able to answer the questions using the information that I have studied, though I am not sure if they are correct. But what remains is that I am free! And seriously, that's all that I am concerned about right now (: I will just have to deal with the marks later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha OM was great fun. We did spontaneous questions [SP] today, even though Mr Goh had promised to take us out of school for lunch because he owes us a treat. But being the understanding people that we are, we decided to forgive him. LOL. And we didn't really mind his breaking-of-promise because it was quite interesting and enjoyable to do SP and we didn't mind doing them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Mr Goh that spastic guy.. He went to sprinkle water all over us right at the end of the entire period! Say what: &lt;em&gt;I give you water of blessings! &lt;/em&gt;[Something similar to that.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God. Have you ever seen a more childish teacher?? LOL :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I found out that 206 is very persuasive, after we managed to talk Mdm Cheong into bring us to the library [to slack], when we were supposed to be writing composition today. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are cool! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the library, Serena, Limmin, Serene, Larissa and I held a little meeting :D And it was quite interesting when we, I don't remember why, suddenly went into the topic of childhood and were sharing the funny incidents that we experienced as reallyreally young children. Hahaha and Qianwen was able to open the fridge at the age of three when her older sister, who was 3 years older than her, couldn't! Hahaha how amazing is &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;? And I told them I had this wierd obessesion with phones when I was 2 and how my mom had to beat me to get me to stop playing with the phone.. Hahaha really, it was really kinda cute :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that reminds me the time Jordan/Joshua [I have no idea which one] dialled &lt;em&gt;999&lt;/em&gt; and told the policeman that his brother wanted to kill him when all they were doing were playing with each other and Aunty Amy almost got into trouble just because of her son's playfulness.. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss being an innocent and carefree child ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't get back our Geography test today, because some other classes have not taken it, &lt;em&gt;again. &lt;/em&gt;But the good news is that an announcement by Mrs Amy told that the lowest score attained from our class is 15! Haha so no matter what score I get, I will still be assured an A1! Alright! :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having Council Interview tomorrow! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I became a Cleric today :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114613952197893588?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114613952197893588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114613952197893588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/whoots-i-am-finally-free-from-wrath-of.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114606447505183077</id><published>2006-04-26T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T09:32:44.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my. I think I totally bombed Science today. And Chinese as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science was as difficult as can be. Poooot! Sigh, I would be really glad if I can pass it; I don't want to fail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nay, scratch that, I cannot AFFORD to fail!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese would have been okay if I didn't not miss out this particular 6-mark question at the front! Paoooo. I didn't know that there was this last question for the first comprehension of the paper because I thought that since the first two questions were already worth three marks each, there wouldn't be another one that requires a complete answer. So I proceeded on to working on the paper. When I finally realised that I still had this last question left, which only happened after Lianghui gasped in horror beside me, making me wanting to make sure that I didn't do anything wrong, I only had enough time to write ONE sentence.. And that question is SIX marks for Pete's sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh never mind, shall put that behind and focus what's important right now. I am studying History with Serena right now, on the phone, for about three hours already. My ear is hurting like Idontknowwhat and it is burning /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how high my phone bill will hit this month since this isn't the first time I have been on the phone with my great pal studying. For HOURS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why but studying with Serena somehow works for me. No, works &lt;u&gt;better&lt;/u&gt;. Like, I am able to understand and remember more things than I normally would with other people. And even though I don't think I did really well for Science today, the revision with Serena three times in a row really benefitted me a lot. And I wouldn't have known how to answer a single question if it weren't for her teaching :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Serena! :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, right now, the both of us are taking a break because it is nearly eleven already and our eyes can hardly open. So I intend to go to sleep as soon as I am done with this post even though I am not confident about taking History the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is: I don't think anyone is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray hard everybody :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114606447505183077?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114606447505183077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114606447505183077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/oh-my_26.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114603045128504578</id><published>2006-04-21T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T21:11:51.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay.&lt;br /&gt;I know I said I am on hiatus, but I can't help but want to come post something here because I can't stand having posts missing for a longlong time. Soooooo, I am taking a little of my study time to jot down the happenings of my day in school, before I get a relapse of STM and forget about everything that took place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, today was really fun. HAH! Two fun days in a row, guess my awfully dull life is looking up! Hee :D Hopefully it remains this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pleasepleasepleaseplease! /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah anyway, today started off with PCCG, during which we spent the entire time working on our Earth Day project, that is creating this table cloth for one of the longlong tables in the canteen. Instead of just letting the three people appointed do the job while the rest of us slack around, we decided to have each and everyone of us design a piece of cloth before putting them together like a quilt of some sort, so that everyone or us plays a part and to ensure the two people in-charge [Jocelyn and Katherine] do not die of &lt;em&gt;overworking&lt;/em&gt;. And it's really rare for everyone of us to come together to work on something as a class, especially when what is required to be done is to SEWING, something so &lt;em&gt;feminine&lt;/em&gt;. Haha - and *NOTE* I seriously can't sew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say that our quilt thing is kinda looking good even though it's still in bits and pieces but hopefully, we can win! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reasons unknown to me, I dreaded Malay, which was right after PCCG. Malay's fun, interesting and we are being taught by a really nice teacher, Cikgu Hanim, but let's just say that I am finding myself &lt;s&gt;totally&lt;/s&gt; a little lost during Malay lessons because I don't exactly put in a lot of effort to understand the Malay words and remember them because well, I have more urgent stuffs like projects and revision to do. So when you are lost and the teacher has the tendency to call people up to answer questions on stuffs learnt during the last lesson, it's not much of a surprise for him/her to hope for it to end AS SOON AS POSSIBLE, yeah? And that was the mentality that I had during the one hour of Malay. And sadly, I was unlucky enough to be called upon. But thanks to the people sitting around me, who hushed the answer while the teacher is not noticing, I was able to answer the question and escape unscath (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One hour of Home Econs, on the other hand, was really funnnnn! And I was hoping it didn't have to end so soon.. Today's lesson was about Table Etiquette and my oh my, it was really interesting and YES, FUNNY! Haha I never knew that Mrs Lee could be so fun, since the only well, eh.. more &lt;em&gt;elderly&lt;/em&gt; teacher I know whose lessons are interesting is Ms Koh. But other than that &lt;em&gt;elderly &lt;/em&gt;teachers = boring :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Mrs Lee, like Ms Koh, is definitely an exception as well :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learnt about what each dress code meant and I learnt that &lt;em&gt;black tie&lt;/em&gt; meant the males have to wear tux, while the ladies wear gowns (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andandand:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mrs Lee&lt;/strong&gt;: So girls, what is the first thing that they serve in a &lt;u&gt;posh&lt;/u&gt; restaurant??&lt;br /&gt;[Among the many murmurs of &lt;em&gt;bun/bread/loaves&lt;/em&gt;] &lt;strong&gt;Haidee&lt;/strong&gt;: PEANUTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA I couldn't stop laughing :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And many more but I clearly do not remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, sad to say, History was horribly boring after this interesting period of Home Econs. Not that it is normally, I mean History, in my eyes, is a really fascinating subject which allows me to understand the past (: But no matter how hard I forced myself to keep my eyes open, I still succumbed to the dozing-off streak, that I am so prone to these days, during the last fifteen minutes of the lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama was quite okay, did some cat-walking! Haha, with different expressions.. Was so embarrassing! xD We then proceeded to doing some improvisation, which ended with us laughing hysterically, especially during Lianghui's group performance.. Haha she was embracing and kissing the TOILETBOWL! xDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, got to mug. Sighhhhhh ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114603045128504578?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114603045128504578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114603045128504578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114550788572784147</id><published>2006-04-20T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T08:51:58.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hee guess I worried too much last night. The test was alright, and manageable. It was only the pain from my right wrist which sort of bothered me while I was answering the questions because halfway through the test, I heard a sound between &lt;em&gt;snap&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;crack&lt;/em&gt; coming from my wrist. But other than that, it was okay and I am quite confident of passing :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the hard work paid of. And of course, the last-minute cramming of information from the worksheets which I left under my desk in the morning helped a lot too because HA, THE QUESTION FROM THE WORKSHEET CAME OUT IN THE TEST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, so remember to go study the worksheets that have been assigned to you the next time there's a next geography test. It helps. It really does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmmmmmm. [&lt;em&gt;Suffering from STM&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, Ms Teng was absent from school today. Not sure why because we were given a worksheet to complete so I was too busy to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have this bad feeling that assigning work to us didn't prevent us from causing noise pollution during that one hour of Math. But the worksheet was really funnn to do! Hahaha I was acting spastic the whole time with Sandy while we attempted the questions. Doing work with Sandy will never be boring (: And I was really smart okay, I worked out an answer for this particular question that no one around me knows xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I seldom have disclaimers for my posts because this is my blog where I express my opinions. HOWEVER, for people whose sense of humour is completely nil, &lt;u&gt;please&lt;/u&gt;, I am only JOKING. So don't go around thinking I am this snobbish girl and start hating me alright?&lt;/em&gt; Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So moving on, it was OM after that! [Yes, I have no idea why I suddenly have such great enthusiasm for this project, I remember I used to show great detest for this, well uh, THING.] Hee we spent the whole time gossiping about this *AHEM*particular*AHEM* school. And it was HILARIOUS. My gosh, I couldn't stop laughing, especially when Mr Goh, [YES, MR GOH], joined in!! Haha my tummy is still hurting AND I almost got a jaw-cramp just now from all that laughing. HAHAHAHA :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I AM ANGRY AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH WE STILL HAVE TO COMPLETE THE REPORT FOR MR GOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH SIGHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought I am done with OM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ah well, to speak the truth, I really enjoyed OM, apart from the &lt;s&gt;frequent&lt;/s&gt; seldom fits of frustration and irritation for not being able to work things out and the deadline nearing, stuffs like that. So, maybe writing the report would bring back the wonderful memories and valueable lessons that I may have gained from this experience. And I believe that there would be loads. There have been several times when our meetings at Lianghui's house were filled with laugher and hysteric [whichever] and I believe all 7 of us enjoyed the times we spent together and treasured one another's company despite the disagreements and anger at one another for trival matters that I won't be making an effort to list here (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be exaggarating here, but I can't imagine life without OM for the next half of the year that is ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So writing the report would count as reminisence. It could be fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that it was Chinese and I really, for once, did not dread lesson today. Could be because lesson was held at the computer lab but mainly I think it's because of the degree of coolness Mdm Cheong's powerpoint was. It didn't even look like a powerpoint. It was more of a website to me, with hyperlinks EVERYWHERE and all those cute moving Pokemon pictures just brightened up my day, well, even more. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent Language Arts recapping all that we have learnt so far this year. And part of it was dedicated for our self-revision since Mrs Tan insists that there ain't anymore things to teach. Well, until we are due to start on Romeo and Juliet. Haha and I spent that time sort of revising for Science quiz that we happened to be taking right after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hard work, ONCE AGAIN, paid off because I did pretty well for the quiz this time :D Scored 7/8 and I am really glad. Because I didn't fail! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home with Pamela because I am still on medication which can cause drowsiness so I have been advised not to attend training until I finish my course. Unless, of course, I want to risk dozing off while running warm-up or something. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then realising that I didn't have my keys with me, I went to Pamela's house to seek &lt;em&gt;refuge&lt;/em&gt; for the whole afternoon till about 7 in the evening. And I really enjoy being with Pamela, even if all we do is sit and talk or yell at each other (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was filled with fun, happiness and laughter. Hopefully, the days to come would be just as wonderful, if not better..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114550788572784147?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114550788572784147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114550788572784147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/hee-guess-i-worried-too-much-last.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114550813968440560</id><published>2006-04-20T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T00:44:31.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And I can't stand people who tries to read what you are typing on your computer when you don't even know her. Don't I even deserve some privacy. Irritating person. And I can't believe that she's in the same level as me. STOP STARING LA. EEYER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114550813968440560?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114550813968440560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114550813968440560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/and-i-cant-stand-people-who-tries-to.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114554510166967024</id><published>2006-04-19T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T08:33:06.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am totally not prepared for Geography test tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tried my best to study for it for the whole of toray when I should be resting, being sick and all that. And to make myself feel better, I kept telling myself that I have done my best and how well I fare in this test would repend on how well I can recall the facts that I have learnt and how efficient I am in putting my contextual knowledge into good use during the test itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's this horrible thought that keeps bugging me and it is making me really worried and flustered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean so what if I have memorised the whole chunk of information from the powerpoint? I wasn't even there when she went through the THREE AND ONLY* worksheets that we have on this topic of Weather and Climate because I had to leave for ACSI for OM Spontaneous Problems. And for all you know, those questions from the worksheets may very well come out in the test. And that was EXACTLY what happened in the last test that I took. A particular question in this worksheet I was too lazy to attempt came out in the paper and I was totally caught unprepared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as expected, I did badly in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see, I am really afraid that history will repeat itself but as much as I would like to prepare myself for the test tomorrow by diligently attempting the qusetions in the worksheets that were assigned, I left the worksheets AND THE ANSWERS under my desk in class so there is nothing that I can do. I am so frigging disgusted with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus despite gobbling down 4 horribly big pills last night and sleeping for a total of 12 hours, my fever has not totally subsided and I am feeling all weak and fragile. I am not in the state of mind to cram anymore stuff into my head [though I doubt there is even any space left but that's beside the point]. What I am concerned about is this: What if what I missed out so happens to be in the test??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I would totally hade myself for having feverat the wrong time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do all these things happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sounds wierd but you get the picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114554510166967024?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114554510166967024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114554510166967024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-am-totally-not-prepared-for.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114536456232230574</id><published>2006-04-18T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T21:11:32.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I learnt something about myself today. I realised that I am a right-hander through and through and that it is impossible for me to do anything right with my left hand, apart from assisting my right hand in everyday matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I went about finding that out is easy: I had the misfortune of injuring my right wrist during PE today by pulling a muscle or two I think, because it hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started out quite alright. We had lots of fun during IT filming our little skit! And Lianghui was hilarious, acting someone who is totally the opposite of what she is in reality. I didn't know that Sandy and Katherine are such good actresses too! If only Sandy would refrain from laughing so much that it would have been perfect :D I was not in any of the scenes that we filmed today, because I wasn't feeling very well, plus we didn't have much time left to shoot anymore scenes as there were too many NGs already. Hahaha hopefully I would get to act in the scenes in which my character appears in real soon! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we had Chinese and got back our compositions! I see an improvement in my marks but I would have gotten more if it weren't for all my stupid careless mistakes. I got FOUR MARKS deducted just because I was too lazy to go look up the words in the dictionary. Guess I deserve it. SIGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were asked to run 6 rounds around the track for PE today. &lt;em&gt;Who in the world told us that it was going to be EIGHT? Scared the hell out of us..&lt;/em&gt; And I ran with Sandy! Once again, I am really proud of her because she refrained from walking during the run! You go girl! Believe in yourself and you can do it! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we did drills and what she called leg-strengthening exercises. It was quite fun, but really tiring and I could tell that no one was enjoying PE, what with the prospect of Math test right after that, and the longlong run of 1.8km before. And it was then that &lt;em&gt;disaster&lt;/em&gt; struck. Haha we were asked to play Netta Netball and I was asked to go catch the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what happened because everything happened so fast but I knew for sure that I got hit by the ball after it was released and I couldn't open my right eye properly immediately after. So I decided to squat down because my vision was sort of blurred from the blow. And again, I didn't know what happened but all of a sudden I heard Wenjiao screaming and felt this heavy load over me and then a long, sharp pain surged through me as my hand came in contact with the ground when I tried to support myself from being knocked over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sort of got knocked out for a while. But when I opened my eye [not eye&lt;u&gt;s&lt;/u&gt; because my right one still hurt and refused to open], I saw people crowding over me and soon after Ms Chang came over to me. She kept asking which part of me hurt, but because I was feeling pain from every part of the body, I didn't know what to say. My right eye, my right knee, my back [must be hurting been due to Wenjiao's weight] and my right hand especially, were killing me and all I did was cry because the pain was excruciating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And without the following people, I might not have overcome the &lt;em&gt;ordeal&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Yushi for go getting the ice for me, Lianghui for helping me compress my wrist with it, Jin Qing, I believe, because I couldn't quite see the people around me, and Zhiying for staying there beside me, Lilan and Wenjiao for your concern and apologies [but I didn't blame the both of you at all :D], and SANDY, for helping me tie the sling for my arm (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, everyone else who asked how I was and enquiring if my right wrist still hurt :D Thanks a lot for your concern!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I couldn't use my right hand, I had to eat using my left during recess and I kept scooping my rice onto the table instead of into my mouth. I got so frustrated, I threw away my packet of char siew rice and went hungry ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then during Math, I was unable to take the test because I couldn't write with my right arm casted, and all I did was stone the whole time through though I did try out the bonus question that Ms Teng told me to do. I was so bored that I actually went to find out 5 answers for that question, but I am not sure if I am right. And because solving questions require writing the steps and answers down, I tried doing so with my left hand but I got so frustrated that I gave up in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got back my Science quiz after lunch and DAMN IT, I failed again. Guess I am destined to fail in Science, no matter how hard I try. If that's the case, I shan't make myself miserable and get all upset over it. But the feeling of failing suck and I am sick of it. I really want to pass Science. I reallyreallyreally do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And uh I was supposed to take the Math test after school because I thought that it would be better by then but sadly it did not and of all days I had to come down with a fever during Science and it didn't subside when school ended so Ms Teng had no choice but to let me go home. I hope I didn't scare her by crying right in front of her because the pain from my wrist, after doing so many corrections for my stupid quiz, became worse and I was feeling very uncomfortable and unwell that I couldn't help but break down. Plus the fact that I was under tremendous stress and being a screwed-up case did not help one bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNNNNNNNND, I won't be taking this test at all. Rather, it will be put under VR [valid reason] and my other tests would help cover the marks. I am not sure if not taking this test is a good thing or not but I guess there's nothing I can do even if it isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I will have to stop here because using one hand to type out such a long post is no small feat and I have to give my left hand a rest now. Cheerios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I am under one day M.C. and for those who asked, I am feeling fine and my right wrist, despite still hurting a little bit, is a lot better already :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel loved and cared for, thanks to you people! :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114536456232230574?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114536456232230574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114536456232230574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-learnt-something-about-myself-today.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114535747393536522</id><published>2006-04-17T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T03:51:14.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is so wrong of me, I should be diligently practising my Math sums nowww! Grr I am in desperate need of self-control because Math test is just TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah never mind, I shall practise them after I am done with this post. Gak, evil distraction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha okay first lesson was Art. Nothing much, though Lianghui, Sandy, Yinghui and I got our fingernails stained &lt;u&gt;orange&lt;/u&gt;. And they smelled horrible mind you. The paint I mean, not our nails.. Haha and I went to cut my fingernails with scissors during class because I couldn't stand them being so, well, orange-y. Haha they made it seem as if I ate oranges the day before and didn't bother to wash my hands la! Pao (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am really satisfied with our painting :D We painted a sunset scene with HA, cotton wool! Yup, so that we would be able to get the texture of the sky right! Heh and Mrs Tan said it was nice! Weets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, it was Math I think. Ms Teng went through lots of questions with us, but I still don't get them. Well, most of them I did, I just find it hard to grasp the concepts of a few wierd questions here and there, but I am quite okay with Math for now. Hopefully, I would not be as careless as I was for the last test, and do well this time. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andthenandthen, I don't remember what happened /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do recall that after school, Lianghui, Sandy and I had a sort of Math study group at Lianghui's house! And I am quite proud of the three of us because we really did mug, for about FOUR HOURS! Hahaha we are great (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I am back here, not wanting to do anything but go to sleep because it is quite late alreadyyy. Sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114535747393536522?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114535747393536522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114535747393536522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/this-is-so-wrong-of-me-i-should-be.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114517326651867339</id><published>2006-04-16T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T00:43:32.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright! I have made a few slight changes to my blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most prominent of which is definitely the embedded player which I have right after my profile :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to spend 2 hours just to have it working just now because I am a computer retard, almost, and I am really happy with the result! Do watch it if you have the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a video created by Sheridan, remixing several scenes that we have seen from Goblet of Fire. It should please Harry/Hermione relationship fans like MEEEE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if anyone of you know the title of the song, please do inform me about it. Thanks and enjoy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just realised that I am missing a few posts x(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114517326651867339?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114517326651867339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114517326651867339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/alright-i-have-made-few-slight-changes.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114515857334923760</id><published>2006-04-16T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T20:36:13.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;童话世界不再美丽;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it wasn't meant to be..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114515857334923760?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114515857334923760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114515857334923760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/if-it-wasnt-meant-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114511898957340360</id><published>2006-04-15T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T09:39:47.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WE WON!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, before any of you gets too happy for me, we only got 2nd. Haha yeah, Raffles beat us and would be going to USA later this year, while all we got were trophies for ourselves, and a bigbig one for the school. But I am really very happy with it already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't even believe it when they announced the results. Because I somehow told myself that the most, the VERY MOST that we would be able to get is maybe 2nd runner-up because we really didn't do very well, and knowing that Singapore Chinese Girls' School won the third placing just crushed all the hopes that people around me, and myself, were pinning. I thought I was dreaming when they told us that we won and wasn't sure if I should stand up and run up to stage just in case it was all just my imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we reallyreallyreally wonnnnnnn! HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*squeals!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really didn't expect it alright? All of us agreed that the whole presentation was screwed up. Basically because I said the wrong line and confused Serene who then later screwed the whole thing even more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in conclusion, it was all my fault!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHH I AM SO SORRY! *apologises profusely*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably caused my team the chance to go to USA for OM World. Grahhhh I hate myself ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the batteries had to die on us for no good reason whatsoever right before it's our turn to present! The connector had to malfunction too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering all these difficulties and problems that we had to face before the performance when we were all feeling nervous and all that jest.. We did not expect to win AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly because we weren't able to transfer all the items in the allocated time due to the failure in the batteries and connectors, and did not manage to complete the TWO TEAM CREATED TASKS [YES, THE ONES WE SPENT SO MUCH TIME THINKING ABOUT]. And because of my mistake, the whole plot for the story went haywire. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am really HAPPYYYYYYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All 6 of us [excluding Yushi, who wasn't present] were screaming like there ain't tomorrow and Lianghui hugged me on stage! It was like a dream come true.. And knowing that all our hard work and sacrificial of our Sundays for the past four months have paid off, I just, I am just so relieved and proud of my entire team. I was practically crying after I received the trophy because everything was just so overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anxiety before the presentation, the horror while we perform, the agony and disappointment after, and finally, the relief and elation knowing that we have won..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, OM has been a really great experience for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/OM-SINGAPORE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;THE 6 OF US! :D NOT FORGETTING YUSHI :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/OM-SINGAPOREEE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;THE 6 OF US WITH OUR MENTOR TEACHER, MR GREGORY GOH :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WE ROCK :DDD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And oh yes, two Nanyang teams got into the World Finals! WOOHOOOOOO ALL THE BEST :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114511898957340360?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114511898957340360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114511898957340360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/omgomgomgomgomgomgomg.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114516425064882397</id><published>2006-04-15T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T22:10:50.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weets~ My favourite actress turns 16 today, exactly 10 days after mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here to post a short update to wish Emma Watson a sweet sixteenth birthday! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY EMMA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114516425064882397?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114516425064882397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114516425064882397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/weets-my-favourite-actress-turns-16.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114511706187782859</id><published>2006-04-14T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T09:40:49.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ha. What was meant to be a holiday did not turn out as one for me. Please do realise that you are a real lucky kid if you aren't force to do any work today. Please. For if you don't, I shall box you. Because you are reallyreallyreally lucky. Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole of today was spent on touching up on our performance for OM Singapore tomorrow and we were actually very confident that we would be able to finish that it no time and would therefore have ample time for practise right after. But what we didn't realise was that we had &lt;u&gt;loads&lt;/u&gt; of things to touch up and repair on until we started doing them and checking to see if we have met what was required. Because, well, we hadn't exactly been reading the instruction booklet thoroughly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's a lesson learnt people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus we were forced, under desperate circumstances, to make HUGE changes to our presentation, when the competition is just TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I am frantically trying to memorise my new lines now, when I had none in the original script. I seriously hope that I do not screw up tomorrow. Or I would be pulling the whole team down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus my day hasn't been going very well, from 7 in the morning till now, and that's about 12 hours of bad luck. Meeting several failures and having problems cropping up while doing OM, and totally getting into a fight with my mom [resulting in her not wanting to let me into the house].. I really, truthfully, sincerely hope that everything is going to turn out okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to make my post less gloomy, here's a hilarious incident which happened today. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started with Lianghui's sister, Liangbei, bringing a snail on a newspaper into the room, trying to persuade us to make it come out from its shell, but [&lt;em&gt;duh&lt;/em&gt;], none of us were willing to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The thing is, I still don't get why she wants us to do that in the first place. But oh well, she's cute, and that's all that matters. Heh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, seeing that no one was willing to help her, Liangbei then gave up, and left the snail on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lianghui, who was not around when the snail was being brought in, then sat down and tried to, I don't know, do some work, &lt;em&gt;I think&lt;/em&gt;. For God-knows-what reason, she got frustrated and decided to lean backwards, using her hands to support her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, she heard a small &lt;em&gt;crack&lt;/em&gt; sound when one of her hands touched the floor. Instantaneously, she lifted up her hand and told me that she burst something. As I didn't have my specs on, I wasn't able to identify what it was that she had just &lt;em&gt;burst. &lt;/em&gt;Well, right until Valerie screamed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S THE SNAIL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lianghui then started extending her hand real far away from herself and couldn't stop screaming and jumping like a mad baboon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was she screaming you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THOUGHT IT'S M&amp;amp;MS AND WANTED TO LICK IT!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114511706187782859?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114511706187782859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114511706187782859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/ha.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114535474556174213</id><published>2006-04-11T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T03:05:45.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I should be at training now, but thanks to my mom, I had no choice but to skip it and come home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks mom, thanks a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a lot better than yesterday. Maybe without the Monday-blues, I was able to enjoy myself a bit more in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent Chinese writing composition first thing in the morning. But thank God a shortshort one was all that was required because it was &lt;em&gt;gong han&lt;/em&gt;. And such compositions are so much easier than those which we are forced to do every now and then. So, Chinese wasn't THAT bad. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember what we did during Language Arts. Ha, guess I am really suffering from STM. Sigh, must have been due to Eileen's influence.. Tsktsk. I think we did some self-revision &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt; for the whole hour.. Though I must admit I was slacking the whole time through.. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then it was PE! I almost got a shock when I heard that we had to run 5 rounds around the school track for warmup. WARMUP you know. Because 5x300m is actually about 1.5m! Do we even run that much during training?? But the run turned out to be quite okay. Maybe because I was running with my fellow lovely human! I am really proud of Sandy okay, because she did stop at all during the course of the run. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nervousness was all that I felt during recess because Malay was right after that! We had a few run-throughs in class and oh my God, it's so embarrassing la! And the group name malu really fits us. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's our script! Never mind if you don't understand it, I just wish to keep my memories somewhere :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Linlin&lt;/strong&gt;: Jemput masuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Allyssa &amp; Lianghui&lt;/strong&gt;: Selamat petang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wenjiao&lt;/strong&gt;: Selamat petang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Linlin&lt;/strong&gt;: Sila duduk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Allyssa&lt;/strong&gt;: Kita datang untuk menyertai audition pernyanian Malaysia Idol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wenjiao&lt;/strong&gt;: Siapa nama awak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lianghui&lt;/strong&gt;: Nama saya Lianghui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Allyssa&lt;/strong&gt;: Nama saya Allyssa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Linlin&lt;/strong&gt;: Berapakah umur kamu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lianghui&lt;/strong&gt;: Umur kita empat belas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wenjiao&lt;/strong&gt;: Lagu apakah yang kamu hendak menyanyi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Allyssa &amp;amp; Lianghui&lt;/strong&gt;: Potong itik.. ANGSA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Linlin &amp; Wenjiao&lt;/strong&gt;: AH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Allyssa &amp;amp; Lianghui&lt;/strong&gt;: [Starts singing horribly]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Linlin&lt;/strong&gt;: Alamak! Tolong tolong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wenjiao&lt;/strong&gt;: Jangan menyanyi lagi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Allyssa&lt;/strong&gt;: Huh? Mengapa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lianghui&lt;/strong&gt;: Saya tahu menyanyi! Bolehkah saya nyanyi lagi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wenjiao&lt;/strong&gt;: Okay. Apakah yang kamu boleh mempersembah lagi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Allyssa&lt;/strong&gt;: Melakon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the point when I totally made a fool of myself by grabbing a broom and hop/bounce/run [I don't know which, maybe it's a combination of all three] around the entire class with it, like HARRY POTTER. Ahhhhh! But my embarrassment is nothing as compared to Lianghui's, who had to act like the dragon, breathing fire and chasing after me. HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Linlin&lt;/strong&gt;: Sila jangan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wenjiao&lt;/strong&gt;: Maaf, jemput keluar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lianghui&lt;/strong&gt;: [agitated] Beri kita pas audition ini kalau tidak, saya akan membunuh awak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding scissors in our hands, we tried to kill Linlin and Wenjiao. HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goodness, I can't think of any other ways to embarrass myself further than I am already okay. Today's been really malu alright?? But I think Cikgu Hanim is quite happy with it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we baked BANANA MUFFINS during Home Econs after lunch! Sounds weird? Yeah, but it tastes &lt;u&gt;wonderful&lt;/u&gt; (: I enjoyed making it! Especially the part where I got to use the mixer machine to whisk the egg and sugar together to form &lt;em&gt;AIR&lt;/em&gt; BUBBLESSS! And I realised that Miss Lee's quite nice you know! (: Hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114535474556174213?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114535474556174213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114535474556174213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-should-be-at-training-now-but-thanks.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114492173909544201</id><published>2006-04-10T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T06:24:59.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hee I have been a really good girl! Because I have been diligently revising my upcoming test for the past one and a half hour! And since I am really happy with my progress, I am rewarding myself with a break. Hahahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently feeling sort of worried about the skit that we are suppose to perform for Malay lesson tomorrow. It stands, I believe, 4o percent of the total score that I would be getting for this subject and I really want to do well because I kind of like Malay (: Even though we have some really spastic and funny ideas for the performance, I am not sure if we would be able to pull it through and get a good score out of it because we have not had a single rehearsal! Ahhhhh hopefully it does.. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't believe that I would actually be making of fun of my ultimate, #1 idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goshhhhhhh. It's unforgivable!! T^T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it would be great fun to do, definitely :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I shall go to sleep now. Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114492173909544201?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114492173909544201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114492173909544201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/hee-i-have-been-really-good-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114492026641903777</id><published>2006-04-10T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T02:24:26.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Suffering from Monday-blues now. Can someone please cheer me up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was uninteresting. BECAUSE NOTHING MUCH HAPPENED. And if everyday is to be as boring as today, I think I will scream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we did have a math quiz today on Linear Graphs during, well, Math. And I realised that I am not doing well in Math once again. Because I had no idea how to do any of the questions thatwere given. Sigh, I am in big trouble alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MUST BUCK UP AND DO WELL ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Chinese, let's just say that I no longer hold this language in high regard anymore. I don't even see myself learning anything in class. All we do is read passages, discuss about them and that's it; class ends.And most of the time, the teacher is the one doing all the talking and students will be found secretly listening to their MP3s, doing their own work or even worse, sleeping. And to think I LOVED Chinese to bits right back inPrimary School..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What on Earth happened to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then it was one and a half hour of Language Arts during which we discussed about what we should be doing for our CIP [when that is approximately a &lt;u&gt;month&lt;/u&gt; away] and then did some self-revision for the common test that is scheduled for Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THAT IS ONLY TWO DAYS LATER! AH HELP! I haven't even started revising!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily there was Drama today to help make the day a more pleasant one.. Without it, I probably won't even have the mood to blog now. During drama today, we were asked to walk around the class at various speeds. And when Mdm Oehlers shout for us to jump, we would assume a specific position of a character that we hope to imitate when we land. And it was really kind of fun! The first time I imitated Wonderwoman, and was flying across the sky, the other I was Princess Aurora, otherwise known as Sleeping Beauty, sleeping on the floor, and the next thing I knew I was Legolas holding a bow and arrow :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEH (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the best part was when we were asked to come up with plateaus [sp?], aka as non-moving pictures of scenes from a story. And the story that we had to work on was Cinderella! Hahaha and goodness, it was really damn hilarious la! Janice was the Cinderella and Serene was the Prince! Wierd combination right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha the two lovely humans, Sandy and myself, were the two evil stepsisters! And Cheryl! Hahaha she was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First scene: The evil stepmother pulling Janice's ear. Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;Second scene: The clock striking 12 at the dance [only, her hands did not point to 12 midnight, it pointed to 9 instead haha]&lt;br /&gt;Last scene: The priest who was there to witness the wedding of Cinderella and the prince.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA first a wicked old lady, then a CLOCK, later a guy who can't marry.. Cheryl, xin ku ni le! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114492026641903777?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114492026641903777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114492026641903777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/suffering-from-monday-blues-now.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114491623854215814</id><published>2006-04-09T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T01:19:52.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, what life eh? I spent every minute of my spare time doing my Home Econs essay today, a SUNDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, I am a nerd, so sue me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, if I have a choice, I would rather not be one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But being the result-conscious girl that I am, sigh, you can't blame me you know. I can't help it. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am almost done with the essay already! Although I am stuck at the recommendations part for it, so I can't conclude the entire assignment. But for goodness sake, how would I know what Singaporeans' diets are. Even though Singapore is a small country, 4 million is still a BIG number alright. Yup, so I am stuck hence I am just leaving it as it is for now, and take a little break by blogging. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still don't get why we are required to write an ESSAY for HOME ECONS. I thought Home Econs is a non-examinable subject so why the sudden workload? Do they even have the right to burden us with such a heavy assignment? I am fine with a piece of worksheet or something of that sort because I can still handle that, but a 1500 to 2000-word essay on cancer??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got to be kidding me. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I would be revising for my Science now [because I am TOTALLY HOPELESS in it, I am not even kidding] if not for this stupid essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh well. Just my luck, just my luck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And back to school tomorrow - oh man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114491623854215814?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114491623854215814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114491623854215814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/wow-what-life-eh-i-spent-every-minute_09.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114450639735997528</id><published>2006-04-08T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T07:14:36.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Realised that I haven't been reply tags for a long long time! Haha forgive me alright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm there are too many tags to reply already! And I am kind of too lazy right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, I would like to thank Kaeyuan, Meilin, &lt;s&gt;Larrisa&lt;/s&gt; Larissa [sorry larrie!], Sheila, Haidee, Jonathan and Wanyee for wish me a Happy [some belated] Birthday! You guys rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall dedicate an entire post to thank other people like you all some other time when I feel like it d:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114450639735997528?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114450639735997528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114450639735997528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/realised-that-i-havent-been-reply-tags.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114450543456601442</id><published>2006-04-08T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T07:10:34.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dug them out for your viewing pleasure! I believe they would only please Zhiyang's fans though :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=ZwQ6DUS8u00&amp;search=Zhiyang"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=ZwQ6DUS8u00&amp;amp;search=Zhiyang&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=zBu1vc-XDFE&amp;search=Zhi%20Yang"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=zBu1vc-XDFE&amp;amp;search=Zhi%20Yang&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=Dc_oupvEdQ0&amp;search=Zhiyang"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=Dc_oupvEdQ0&amp;amp;search=Zhiyang&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114450543456601442?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114450543456601442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114450543456601442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/dug-them-out-for-your-viewing-pleasure.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114491378040831457</id><published>2006-04-08T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T00:36:20.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay! Like many times before, I have a sudden change of mood [thanks to my sister who made me SMILE :D] sooooo I am back here again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to put the race behind me because this is my first race in, what, 2 years?? So actually I did quite well considering I am a first-timer. And Ms Tan didn't blame me or anything, and so I realised that all I am doing is being hard on myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, really, I am aware that I am reallyreallyreally slow as compared to the rest of my [dearest] trackmates, so it is quite apparent that I won't be able to do as well as them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should just treat this as an experience which, hopefully, will help me improve in my techniques and running skills. Right Sarah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha and like what Jamie have posted in her blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's just another experience with the bingbingbongbong zoom zoom heartbeat before the race, the gunshot, the drink after that, the cheers, the sweat and the perseverance. HA and of course the cursing and swearing at people overtaking or being mean to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I know that this is the second time that I am quoting this but bear with me, I find this paragraph really true (:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, however, the cursing and swearing part is kind of inaccurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So looking back, I realised that I have been real foolish to have been so upset about my performance for the entire time just now. And so, I shall be happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE I WASN'T LAST IN THE RACE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think I was the fifth or sixth in my heats and I should be contented with that for now :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114491378040831457?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114491378040831457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114491378040831457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/okay-like-many-times-before-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114482255576925125</id><published>2006-04-08T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T23:17:32.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I screwed the race. Thanks everyone for all your consolations, but please, if anyone of you dare mention anything along the line of what matters is that I have done my best et cetera et cetera&lt;u&gt; AGAIN&lt;/u&gt;, I will box you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that is really mean and that people are just trying to make me feel better about my &lt;em&gt;screwing&lt;/em&gt; of the race. I know, but stop it already. All those consolations do nothing but make me feel guilty about not training all the time. And all these words of encouragement just makes me feel angry at my mom because of her countless refusal of my attending trainings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am disappointed with myself. I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114482255576925125?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114482255576925125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114482255576925125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-screwed-race.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114446968223685364</id><published>2006-04-07T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T06:51:26.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Koped&lt;/em&gt; this from &lt;a href="http://www.walkingthefallen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Weiqing's blog&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EILEEN&lt;/strong&gt;: Is that Joy? Eh, looks like her leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEIQING&lt;/strong&gt;: Er, EH! Really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALLYSSA&lt;/strong&gt;: Is it? OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEIQING&lt;/strong&gt;: Wanna shout to her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EILEEN&lt;/strong&gt;: Okay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALLYSSA&lt;/strong&gt;: (I think she was quite stunned at this point of time!) [&lt;em&gt;I WAS.&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEIQING&lt;/strong&gt;: 123!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEIQING&lt;/strong&gt; AND &lt;strong&gt;EILEEN&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;Hello Joy &lt;em&gt;jiejie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! (Pretty please note that we were on the bridge and Joy was beside the road walking back to Hwachong.)&lt;br /&gt;JOY: -quickly turned back and screamed- &lt;strong&gt;Ahhh! Stop it! Why never go trng?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EILEEN&lt;/strong&gt;: No trng today! Today's rest day cos tmrw have comp!&lt;br /&gt;- Conversation went on for probably a few minutes. Imagine a group of people on a bridge screaming to a girl on the pavement with vehicles zooming past. Damn hilarious. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEIQING&lt;/strong&gt;: You wanna say bye to her??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EILEEN&lt;/strong&gt;: Okayokay! 123!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALLYSSA&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;EILEEN&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;WEIQING&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;Byebye Joy &lt;em&gt;jiejie&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JOY&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;Ugh! Stop it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once again, if you don't get the joke, LEAVE IT.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above-&lt;em&gt;koped &lt;/em&gt;conversation was only a snippet of what happened this afternoon when W.E.A [Weiqing Eileen and ME] went out for the FIRST TIME EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Coronation Plaza &amp; Jamie tried to scare us when we met her there: &lt;em&gt;Why aren't you all at training?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to get bubble tea first! Haha Weiqing and I got Chocolate blended ice, while Eileen got a mango one. WEIQING, NEXT TIME REMEMBER TO SHAKESHAKESHAKE IT OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made our way to the, uh, previously-named Cafe Wadever and believe it or not, we spent &lt;u&gt;TWO WHOLE HOURS &lt;/u&gt;sitting there eating wedges and fries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, 4 1/2 servings of POTATOES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, I think I am going to be sick. Of potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we decorated this foolscap paper to stick it onto the board that they have in the cafe! I wanted to do that for a longlonglong time and I finally did! With my two best buddies :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*INTERRUPTION*&lt;br /&gt;I need to go sleep now because competition's tomorrow and I need lots of sleep the day before so I shall leave my recount at this. Those interested may visit Weiqing's blog (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114446968223685364?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114446968223685364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114446968223685364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/koped-this-from-weiqings-blog-eileen.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114491821752610742</id><published>2006-04-07T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T01:50:17.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Did plateau today during Drama! And goodness me, it is damn hilarious! Janice was Cinderella and Serene was the prince!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wierd combination eh?? Hahaha (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114491821752610742?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114491821752610742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114491821752610742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/did-plateau-today-during-drama-and.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114439372528458127</id><published>2006-04-06T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T20:13:37.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;ALL I COULD REMEMBER WAS THE SOUND OF MY HEART GOING BOOMBOOM BOOMBOOM AS I TRIED TO DO ALL THAT I HAD TO IN FRONT OF THREE HUNDRED OVER PEOPLE WHILE HOPING NOTHING GOES WRONG.. I NARRATED, GRABBED THE WIRE, SMILED ALL I CAN-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN IT WAS OVERRRRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEEE~ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite slack apart from the apprehension that was bugging me the whole time until the presentation ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Amy wasn't here today for Geography. She was on some course I think. And &lt;em&gt;kiasu&lt;/em&gt; us, spent the entire time practising for OM. And we found out that the electromagnet couldn't pick up a single thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though Math required a lot of participation, my mind couldn't help but drift to thinking what might happen during OM after recess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we sacrificed recess practising for OM, AGAIN! Urghhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we knew it, IT WAS OM PERIOD ALREADY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha the presentation didn't go very well. We realised that two of items were without paperclips WHEN WE WERE ALREADY ON STAGE and Serene didn't know where to go! [Probably because she still couldn't get over the fact that she was forced to wear a dress.] HAHA, but I regret to say that today's performance was actually the best that we have ever done so far.. So, I am happy la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, no one criticised our performance! Although I have this hunch that it is partly because they have no idea what we were doing. But that is fine by me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOH! People said that Serene almost &lt;em&gt;zou guang&lt;/em&gt;! Haha I have this feeling that this experience is going to make her hate dresses even more but remember it's for OM, Serene! For OM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forget it if you don't understand that joke. ALRIGHT?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get to see the rest of the other groups' performances because I was busy pacing around, saying my prayers the whole time I was at the backstage so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Junior's two days away!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114439372528458127?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114439372528458127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114439372528458127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114446665327930639</id><published>2006-04-06T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T20:24:13.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM GOING OUT WITH EILEEN AND WEIQING TOMORROW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114446665327930639?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114446665327930639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114446665327930639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-am-going-out-with-eileen-and-weiqing.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114439257814541811</id><published>2006-04-05T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T23:58:20.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Grah! OM presentation's tomorrow and we are totally unprepared! AND THE WIRE HAD TO BURN UP AND &lt;u&gt;SNAP&lt;/u&gt; WHILE WE ARE PRACTISING TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can die right now from overdose of anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, that way, I wouldn't have to embarrass myself on stage at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I am still too young to die! And it is going to sound so stupid that [&lt;em&gt;touchwood&lt;/em&gt;] 'Allyssa died on her birthday.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IRONY. How difficult can life be??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a FAR LIGHTER NOTE, my parents surprised me with a birthday cake just now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned out that they have already bought a cake for me in the afternoon and have hid it in the fridge before I came home! And I thought they found it too troublesome to bother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No words can expressed how touched I was (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then after the usual singing of 'Happy Birthday' in English and Chinese, my maid sprung out of nowhere and sang the Bahasa Indonesia version!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH MADE ME REALISE THAT MY MAID IS ACTUALLY THE BEST THAT YOU CAN EVER ASK FOR :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thenthenthen I made a wish, blew out the candles and ate my CHOCOLATE BIRTHDAY CAKE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everything goes well tomorrow! Cross your fingers alright!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114439257814541811?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114439257814541811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114439257814541811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/grah-om-presentations-tomorrow-and-we.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114433175574350859</id><published>2006-04-05T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T06:42:50.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Watoto Children's Choir helped celebrated my birthday too! Weets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/DSC01378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/DSC01378.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha see that girl on the left? That's Haidee (: &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/DSC01377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/DSC01377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They were here rather early and we prepared for breakfast for them! But the preparation process didn't go on very smoothly because we were missing our RIBENA! Later we found out that Haidee was the one who took it.. /:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/DSC01419.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/DSC01438.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/DSC01424.jpg" border="0" /&gt;They performed during Assembly and I got the BEST seat because I was right in the middle! MUAHAHAHA. And they really made my birthday an awesome and spectacular one with all their wonderful voices and enthusiasm.. I love Watoto!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/DSC01433.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After all the singing, Lianghui, Xueyan and Jieyi were being asked to go on-stage [okay, we forced them to] and they had were asked greet like a Ugandan, make that shrieking sound that none of us know how to and..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/DSC01434.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Shake like them!! Haha that's Xueyan there. Wasn't able to get a clearer picture because she wash shaking too fast! And aww I didn't catch Lianghui in action! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The youngest in the Choir was none other than Derrick!! He's only 6 and ohmygoshohmygosh, he's just so adorable!! But I didn't get to take a photo with him! Lucky Lianghui did!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/Untitled-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then they had to go! Poots.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/DSC01446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as a way of support, I bought a 10-dollar necklace from them! YAY! I wanted to buy more, but I didn't bring enough money!! Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE WATOTO :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114433175574350859?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114433175574350859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114433175574350859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-birthday-to-me-happy-birthday-to.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114432859328928660</id><published>2006-04-05T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T06:03:13.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I JUST TURNED 14 :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114432859328928660?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114432859328928660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114432859328928660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-just-turned-14-d.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114432426980635496</id><published>2006-04-04T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T05:12:14.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY GOODNESSSSSSSSSS! I NEVER KNEW THAT HE IS SUCH AN IRRITATING PERSON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that people have been telling me that he's the worst _____ that they have ever gotten, he's fierce, unreasonable yada yada. Yes, I had a rough idea of how he is but I didn't know that he's SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO IRRITATING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who's going to explain why no one informed us about the NSW IT competition that we had to take today until THIS MORNING DURING ASSEMBLY?? HMMM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of all times they have to allocate the Sec 2's at THREE THIRTY TILL FOUR THIRTY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't remember agreeing to sit for the paper! It's not like it's free you know. Why does Nanyang have to make all these redundant things COMPULSORY FOR ALL OF US？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ESPECIALLY OM. ESPECIALLY OM!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp; that stupid guy didn't want to let us off until EVERYONE SINGLE ONE IN THE LECTURE THEATRE HAS FINISHED THE PAPER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mygoshmygoshmygosh. I ALMOST HYPERVENTILATED. AND IF MURDER WASN'T AGAINST THE LAW, SEEING YOUR COCKY AND 'I-AM-SUPERIOR-SO-YOU-MUST-OBEY-ME' LOOK, I WOULD HAVE PLUNGE MY SCISSORS INTO YOUR HEART YOU BABOOOOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he said HE WAS THE ONE WHO PAID FOR THE PAPER THAT WE ARE TAKING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO, IF I'M NOT WRONG, WE ARE THE ONES WHO HAVE BEEN FORCED TO TAKE THIS STUPID TEST WHILE THE COST HAS BEEN INCLUDED IN THE MISCELLANEOUS FEE THAT WE PAID AND YOU STILL HAD THE CHEEK TO SAY THAT YOU PAID FOR IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH YOU SURE LIE WITHOUT BLINKING MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you were the one who paid for us to take the test [which you didn't], I would rather NOT take the test because that way, I would not only be able to help you save your eight dollars [not that I care] on some stupid test paper that I don't know the answers to practically all the questions that were given, I would also have saved MYSELF, from all that UNNECESSARY, UNREASONABLE AND UNCALLED-FOR SCOLDINGS FROM YOUUUUUUUUUU！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GTH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114432426980635496?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114432426980635496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114432426980635496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-goodnessssssssss-i-never-knew-that.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114432628473357946</id><published>2006-04-04T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T06:01:33.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why did it all turn out this way? It was just a change of sitting arrangement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now people are blaming me for suggesting it in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, excuse me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, shan't talk about it anymore. Mentioning it just makes me boil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought our class was far more united. I never thought that people in our class would actually act the way that they did just because of a minor incident like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just so disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm running 400m for Nationals Junior and it is this Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SO it's just another experience with the bingbingbongbong zoom zoom heartbeat before the race, the gunshot, the drink after that, the cheers' the sweat and the perseverance. HA and of course the cursing and swearing at people overtaking or being mean to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got it Jamie :D Except for the cursing and swearing part. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few more hours! YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114432628473357946?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114432628473357946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114432628473357946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/why-did-it-all-turn-out-this-way-it.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114407357148832472</id><published>2006-04-03T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T07:12:51.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am still finding it hard to get over the excitement from yesterday's CSS finals :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Zhi Yang won!! YAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha okay, my last post, about me not minding who the ultimate winner would be in the end, was sort of half-true. Yeah. Because I found myself unknowingly wanting to vote for Zhi Yang while I was watching the finals and realised I was actually upset when they showed that the votes for Teresa surpassed that of Zhi Yang's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was the first time which I actually VOTED for someone on reality shows like this. Wonder what my father would say when he finds out.. And I voted quite a few times eh.. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114407357148832472?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114407357148832472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114407357148832472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-am-still-finding-it-hard-to-get-over.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114398989651570873</id><published>2006-04-02T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T07:58:16.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ZHIYANG WONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114398989651570873?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114398989651570873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114398989651570873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/zhiyang-wonnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn-d.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114398917427668125</id><published>2006-04-02T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T07:46:14.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY GOSHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA ZHIYANG AND TERESA WONNNNN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter who wins the title of Campus Superstar because I like the both of them and I am really glad that they won in their respective categories!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114398917427668125?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114398917427668125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114398917427668125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-goshhhhhh-hahahaha-zhiyang-and.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114405574215908221</id><published>2006-04-02T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T06:41:05.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My goodness! Today was such a funny day! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valerie: Liang Hui, I can make you say 'how'&lt;br /&gt;Liang Hui ponders for a while, then:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAHA! I almost died laughing la! And my tummy still hurts from all that laughing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"One day, a white cat fell into a drain and a black cat came along to save it. What would the white cat say to the black cat?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Meow", because a cat can't talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"What would Hello Kitty say in response when Doraemon said 'hello'?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing, because Hello Kitty has no mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Let's say Hello Kitty has a mouth and says 'hello' to Doraemon, what would Doraemon reply?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing, because Doraemon has no ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha so we spent most of the time during OM meeting today asking one another spastic jokes like these but for some reasons, despite being lame, they really helped lighten my mood and took my mind off several things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HALF AN HOUR MORE TO THE CAMPUS SUPERSTAR FINALS!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still have my stupid model to paint. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114405574215908221?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114405574215908221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114405574215908221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-goodness-today-was-such-funny-day-d.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114405522653031937</id><published>2006-04-01T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T02:07:06.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahahahaha I am a happy girl and I feel loved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents actually remembered my birthday this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a thing won't probably mean much to you, but it is of a great significance to me because my parents, sadly, forgot that 5th April is their daughter's birthday last year until her &lt;s&gt;big-mouth&lt;/s&gt; sister reminded them about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So YES, I AM HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad even got me my favouriteeee chilli crab with fried paos to celebrate! I know it's not my birthday today, but we decided to celebrate it early instead of having to rush it through on Wednesday night! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my gosh, the chilli crab is AWESOME! If only my sister would actually gave up her pincers to me! I mean, it is my birthday we are celebrating here. And she should very well know that that is the only thing out of so many parts of the crab that I eat. But no, the first thing she did when my dad came back with the crab is to grab the pincers first. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ah well! I still feel very happy! And I mean VERY. For the first time in such a longlonglong time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am turning 14 soon! HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114405522653031937?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114405522653031937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114405522653031937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/hahahahaha-i-am-happy-girl-and-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114397756355663179</id><published>2006-04-01T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T01:57:52.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Haha I am in the National Library now :D And I finally managed to get my laptop connected to the wireless connection here. So I am trying to use it as much as I can, while I can. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness, being in a library for three hours straight sure tires you out. And all that reading is soreness to my eyes already..&lt;br /&gt;@-@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha and what a way to spend my Saturday eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's the first of April! Yay! My favourite month of the year other than June and December.. :D My birthday is just around the corner so hooray! I am turning 14 soon! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh yes, Happy April Fools Day my friends! Hahaha a great day to play tricks on unsuspecting friends right? And that's what Serena, Sandy and I did! To Liang Hui!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wasn't exactly happy about it la of course, but we all had fun. Even Liang Hui, I believe! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trick that we did on her isn't what you people would call a great prank, but we had to consider the sensitivity of the victim before deciding what we should be doing. And since Liang Hui isn't exactly a very *AHEM*forgiving*AHEM* person, we agreed playing a small-scale prank on her will do the trick. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the three of us did buy a cheesecake to apologise to her after that so we are even!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, other than that, today ain't fun at all. Because the four of us were cooped up in the library from 10 till about 5 with only a lunch break in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Pasta Mania for lunch! I wanted to go Mac's for some fries but somehow, the other three managed to persuade me. So I ended up eating pasta! Actually all of us did hahaha. Then we shared a 10-inch Hawaiian pizza! Yum yum. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liang Hui ate the most I believe, since she took some of mine too! And I thought she's supposed to be on a diet la. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH. I was feeling really satisfied with the quality of my lunch and how full I am when Liang Hui told me the cost of my lunch and I fainted due to the immense horror her information brought me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there wasn't even a drinkkkkk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time, I am NOT going to have my lunch there again. I shall have it at Macs and no one is going to change my mind about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, my FIVE DOLLARS!! *chokes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serena and I got earrings again! Hahahaha guess I got another fetish. But sadly, I am still unable to get lightning-shaped ones! ): And this time around, the pair that Serena got was for her sister, so we couldn't exchange them with each other like we did the previous time. Haha but oh well, I am happy with just mine! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also quite happy with the information that we got today. Not sure if they will help in our project, but at least, we have for SOMETHING to show the teachers this following week for the mid-point check. Ha :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114397756355663179?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114397756355663179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114397756355663179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/04/haha-i-am-in-national-library-now-d.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114397279989028595</id><published>2006-03-31T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T03:13:19.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have refrained from blogging since Wednesday because I was in a really bad mood. And I know that I would end up cursing and swearing here if I did, hence I decided that not posting would be the best solution. So, sorry for the lack of updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few days have been quite eventful for me. Yeah, but in an unpleasant way though.&lt;br /&gt;Migraine has been the root of most of my problems this week. Not only has it caused me much pain and trouble from the aggravations, it is also about to stop me from being a trailblazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. My mom is now more certain than ever about getting me out of Track and Field because she insists that my trainings have been causing all the unneccessary suffering that I had to endure after I had another aggravation during yesterday's training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I admit that I am safe from migraine attacks when I am not training, but that doesn't mean that running is the main reason for all those aggravations, right? There are times when I don't suffer from headaches when I train so doesn't that prove that trainings aren't actually the ones resulting in all my migraine aggravations??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what I should do right now. I can't possibly go against my mother, but neither do I want to quit my CCA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone tell me what I should do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also OM which I have totally lost hope on. Everything is screwed and we are supposed to present on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA. Great, just great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114397279989028595?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114397279989028595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114397279989028595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-have-refrained-from-blogging-since.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114459176307372444</id><published>2006-03-29T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T07:09:23.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's raining now. But unlike the day before, I am not liking it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's basically because it is raining ultra heavily right now. And I am all alone at home, not knowing when the electricity is going to be cut off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I AM SCAREDDDD ): The thunder is SOSOSO LOUD! MUMMYYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What happened on the 5th of November?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114459176307372444?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114459176307372444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114459176307372444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-raining-now_29.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114355016080053455</id><published>2006-03-28T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T04:49:26.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bam wham slam! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am aching all over from training so after I get started on my IT assignment, I shall go to sleep. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time zooms! Ughhhh. I didn't realise that it is the 28th already. No, I know that today is the 28th of March, but it just didn't sink in that 3 months have almost passed this year, until just now when I look at the deadlines of the various projects that I have and found out that well, I have quite a few assignments due reallyreallyreally soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, ha.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday's experience is just like a broken-down tape recorder, playing over and over again.  Every morning, I wake up at 6, wash up and sets off for school. After school, I'll run off to training or home to sleep because I need all the sleep that I can gettttt! After that, I will probably bathe, start on my homework, then use the computer, and when possible, turn in at 11. Then the same routine repeats itself again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sick and tired of everything already. Some life I have okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only interesting thing which happenedd today, well, was my cat fight with Lianghui at the back of the class during Language Arts! Hahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait my mistake, it wasn't a fight, it was more of her bullying me because I didn't get a chance to retaliate! Lianghui pulled my hair la! And everytime I re-tied my hair, she has to mess it up again. -.- Grahh! Then she pinched me ): Hahaha so I tried to pull hers back but she bit me!! And her saliva was dripping all over la goshhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our mini &lt;s&gt;cat fight&lt;/s&gt; lianghui-bullying-allyssa-little-drama. Hahahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a mark showing where she bit me /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114355016080053455?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114355016080053455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114355016080053455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/bam-wham-slam-i-am-aching-all-over.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114345456166167541</id><published>2006-03-27T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T02:16:01.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's raining now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like listening to the rain, it makes me want to sleep (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring day in school again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone tell me what I should do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114345456166167541?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114345456166167541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114345456166167541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-raining-now.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114345282182303763</id><published>2006-03-27T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T01:47:05.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Days seem so boring and uninteresting after the closing ceremony of the Commonwealth Games yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS IT SO MUCH LA. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114345282182303763?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114345282182303763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114345282182303763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/days-seem-so-boring-and-uninteresting.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114336787097112547</id><published>2006-03-26T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T02:11:10.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore had another 1-2-3 finish at the Table Tennis Women Singles event!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOLDSILVERBRONZEEEEEEE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How cool is that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114336787097112547?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114336787097112547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114336787097112547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/d-singapore-had-another-1-2-3-finish.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114329841300590287</id><published>2006-03-25T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T02:07:14.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boing~!&lt;br /&gt;Haha I am back here again because I had a sudden change of mood. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh I am wierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yup anyway! I woke up at 7 today to catch the Commonwealth Games coverage! I was hoping that they will be showing the table tennis final that I regrettedly missed yesterday, but instead they were showing diving so I thought: Uh, I shall just watch, they will probably telecast it afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So well, I waited and waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNFORTUNATELY, the diving event took place from 7 to 10, so all that they telecasted till 10 was, well, diving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so frustrated, I almost threw the computer out of the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But instead, I switched off the television and got onto MSN. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, I discussed and finalised the time and venue with Serena for the both of us to meet because we had to go the National Library at Bugis for some research work to be done, all thanks to the mega SIA that we were assigned to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serena: What do we have to bring ah?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Uh, I don't know eh. But I am bringing my camera so I don't have to copy down the notes; I just have to take a photo of it!&lt;br /&gt;Serena: LOL&lt;br /&gt;Serena: I know I am bringing paper and pen but I have no idea what else to bring..&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh! Bring sweater!!&lt;br /&gt;Serena: LOL I am not going to bring it because I don't get cold easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this feeling she's going to say otherwise now that she has gone there.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up as arranged and went to Mac D's for lunch! The both of us got Mc Chicken and started talking about the Commonwealth Games! We talked about many sports ranging from table tennis to badminton to *netball [- *basically about how humiliating it was for them to get thrashed.] and everything else that we thought of.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thenthenthen, we went SHOPPING! HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we bought earrings! I bought a pair of shirt earrings while Serena got a pair of jeans earrings! And then we decided to give one of the two to the other. So now I have a shirt earring and a jeans earring, while Serena has the other pair! Cool eh? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha after walking around Paco Bugis, we &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; decided to go to the National library and start on some work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh my goodness the library is so HUGE! It is 14 levels high and that's more than three times the height of the one in Jurong East la. Thank God there were lifts, if not I would have died climbing the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, there weren't any stairs; there were escalators, so maybe if there weren't lifts it still wouldn't be &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; bad. But imagine having to take 14 escalators.. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that place is so freaky! It is SO QUIET, you will really be able to hear a &lt;u&gt;needle&lt;/u&gt; drop. So you hardly have the freedom to speak at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We aren't allowed to bring any bags in to the various places where the books are shelved too! Plus all the books were labelled with NOT FOR LOAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought the purpose of having a library is such that we can BORROW books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was a wasted trip since none of us had a cashcard with us to photocopy the information that we needed from the books. And besides, how many pages can we photocopy anyway? Copying more than 10% of the book will be mean infringing the copyright laws so this is so damn frustrating!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I had a great time with Serena today! Thanks girlfriend! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114329841300590287?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114329841300590287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114329841300590287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/boing-haha-i-am-back-here-again.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114319011208469839</id><published>2006-03-25T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T06:06:34.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hohoho~&lt;br /&gt;From the latest news that I have received, Singapore pocketed another gold today from the women's doubles! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an all-Singaporean finals but I am still feeling really pissed for missing the live telecast today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not exactly in the mood to update today. Actually, I am not in the mood to do anything today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114319011208469839?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114319011208469839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114319011208469839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/hohoho-from-latest-news-that-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114325332706593164</id><published>2006-03-24T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T18:22:07.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH MY GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore got the BRONZE, the SILVER &lt;u&gt;and&lt;/u&gt; the GOLD in the Table Tennis mixed doubles!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a 1-2-3 finish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEETS~! I AM SO HAPPYYYYYYYYYYYYYY! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114325332706593164?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114325332706593164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114325332706593164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/oh-my-god_24.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114318990283611947</id><published>2006-03-23T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T00:45:02.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am currently feeling very disappointed with a certain someone. It's hard to believe that she is actually someone like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I trusted the wrong person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114318990283611947?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114318990283611947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114318990283611947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-am-currently-feeling-very.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114310359121043674</id><published>2006-03-23T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T23:43:14.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, Term 1 Progress Report for this year is out already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am quite happy with it. There aren't any really exceedingly postive comments but there weren't any really horribly negative comments too so yup, I am contented. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography - ME for all the qualities, and NIL for comments [Really convenient eh? I don't even think she knows me.. Hahah oh well.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese - A for 学习态度 and B for the rest. Comment?&lt;br /&gt;学习态度认真，继续努力!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History - Ms Koh was kind enough to award me ME for the qualities even though I failed the test. And her comment was really satisfying too!&lt;br /&gt;Allyssa has very positive work attitude and is very attentive in class. She participates actively in class discussion and her enthusiasm has made her an asset in any group discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mathmatics - Considering the fact that I didn't really do very well for the tests, getting MEs is sort of unexpected. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Language Arts - I got one EE for contributing during class discussions. Hahaha guess I talk too much. And Mrs Tan wrote:&lt;br /&gt;A mature and creative learner, Allyssa thinks deeply about issues presented during lessons and does independent investigation. Her work often shows high standards. She is a very efficient Language Arts representative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science - An EE was rewarded to me for showing enthusiasm for the subject! But that grade kind of contradicts me in character because I DON'T LIKE SCIENCE EH. The comment too:&lt;br /&gt;Allyssa puts in a lot of effort to understand the subject matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am not complaining. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, best not to disclose my results because, well, there are red marks. Hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114310359121043674?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114310359121043674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114310359121043674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/wow-term-1-progress-report-for-this.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114308890397911705</id><published>2006-03-23T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T20:41:44.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;marquee&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIANG HUI!!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are fourteen now! So stop being so spastic alright? Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently at home right now because of an unfortunate aggravation of migraine last night. Gees, I am missing school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My migraine has been aggravated on a regular basis, it seems, and it is killing me. The pain is terribly unbearable. I wasn't able to sleep properly last night just because of it and I am feeling horrible right this very moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114308890397911705?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114308890397911705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114308890397911705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/happy-birthday-liang-hui-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114308537906812237</id><published>2006-03-22T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T22:43:53.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY PAMELA!! &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha school's alright today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to chop onions to extract their DNA during Science practical, cool eh! I had quite a good time doing so, except for the smell which made me nauseous after a while. We first had to chop the onion till it is nothing but a fine mesh, and then add salt and ice water. We then strained it to seperate the water content and the onions before adding detergent into the solvent. After about 5-10 minutes, we added meat tenderiser and alcohol and TADAA~ the DNA's ready to be extracted! But I didn't know that the DNA of onions are so huge, I thought they were microscopic. Eek! Or did I extract the wrong thing??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day was quite the normal, nothing fun or unusual. Only, Ms Teng wasn't fit to come to school today so we had a bit of self-studying during Math and took a quiz on Simultaneous Linear Equations during the last fifteen minutes of the period. I think I did okay, I mean, the answers made sense anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really happy that I am coping well with Math this year. I am doing quite well, as compared to last year, so HOORAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assembly wasn't very interesting this time. I was trying very hard not to fall asleep but apparently failed, quite badly. I wonder how Haidee and Lianghui were able to stay awake throughout the entire time. We were briefed about the sabbaticals that are available for us this year, and was informed about some of the changes that they have made. And then there was a talk from Mrs Tan about the Watoto project. I-don't-know-who then talked about loads of things on the Food and Funfair on July the 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me: I have not sold a single ticket which were given to me!They have been in my drawer for about a month already. SO, those who are interested to come to my school for some food, games and services on 1st July, which is a Saturday, please let me know so I can get some tickets off my hands. :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114308537906812237?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114308537906812237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114308537906812237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/happy-birthday-pamela-haha-schools.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114308327018268075</id><published>2006-03-22T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T19:07:50.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right. I have no idea what is wrong with me these days. I can't sleep well at night, I can't concentrate on anything that I do, and I keep snapping at people who might have just talked to me out of concern. Just what is up with me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114308327018268075?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114308327018268075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114308327018268075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/right.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114303659222086155</id><published>2006-03-21T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T06:10:06.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from my first training in two weeks! And it would have been a really pleasant one if it weren't for the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Today have been a rather lucky day for me! Just last night I was finding it hard to sleep because I remembered that I hadn't done my IT assignment [which was supposed to be uploaded last friday], and I regreted not starting on my DNA model which I found out was due today. But all turned out fine for me! Ms Ang extended the deadline for ALL the assignments till this friday without us asking! I am still quite puzzled by it actually, but clearly, I am not complaining. And because many people did their DNA model wrongly, Ms Lee had no choice but to have the submission date changed till tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA today's my lucky day! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For training, it was okay too! And I really gave my best when I was asked to run. Even though I didn't exactly finish the workout,  I am still quite happy with my performance. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't very excited about having my first PE lesson on netball today. Yeah, because I don't really like the sport, seeing as how I am totally horrible in it. [But I am really looking forward to badminton next term though! It has been so long since I last played it and I can't wait already!] After a very long talk from Ms Chang, we did some runs around the basketball court [don't ask me why it ain't at the netball court even though we are learning netball and not basketball], and did some drills which were really similar to the ones we do during training. And that's all for lesson today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there was Science which we started on Chemistry! Alright~!  I am not very good in Chemistry, but at least I can PASS in it, unlike Biology which I never seem to be able to score a 60 in, so I am glad that we have moved onto this branch of Science! But ATOMS ARE DRIVING ME CRAZY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What protons, electrons and neutrons. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An hour and a half of it!! My brain was at the brink of bursting I tell you. Everyone's was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114303659222086155?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114303659222086155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114303659222086155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/hey-yall-just-got-back-from-my-first.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114286189231643635</id><published>2006-03-20T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T03:02:37.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my gosh! I am watching Campus Superstar as I type this post my God, Teresa sings so well!! I didn't even know that a sixteen-year-old girl could sing so wonderfully! Is it even possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's going to be a good singer if she wins Campus Superstar. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weets! Zhi Yang just finished his song! Hahaha he performed well today! Well, as usual! 35.5 points eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO ZHI YANG! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, I realised that I have been so tied up with things that are going on around me, especially the actions from the Commonwealth Games-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that Singapore got another Bronze medal from shooting! Which brings the total medal tally from shooting to three! GO SINGAPORE!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, as I was saying, I totally forgot to post about what happened today with all the distracting things that have taken place. So here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today's the first day of school for Term 2! And I was hardly looking forward to it. So I didn't want to wake up in the morning at all. I wanted to just sleep and sleep and sleep and never have to attend school. I would have just continued sleeping if my father didn't purposely place a RINGING alarm clock right BESIDE my ear to wake me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had no choice but to go to school today. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Art first thing in the morning, which didn't bode well sinceI am known to be rather grouchy within 2 hours after I wake up and there's this fact that seeing her is enough to make me really irritated. But I got even grouchier when she told me that she didn't receive my logo assignment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE DIDN'T RECEIVE MY ASSIGNMENT. YEAH, THE ONE I SPENT TWO HOURS ON! HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over my dead body will I ever accomodate the fact that if SHE cannot find MY work, I will have to redo it. I WON'T. NO WAY. Two hours is &lt;u&gt;way&lt;/u&gt; precious to me with all the workload that I have. It would only be a waste of time to spend it on REDOING something okay. And she has assigned another piece of work already! Ughhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEE HOO HAH HEE HOO HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was half-sleeping during Math lesson today. Ha and I wanted to improve in my Math eh. But I was really sleepy, I couldn't help it. I wasn't able to get to sleep last night because, well uh, something, something happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Cheong came back to teach us today! Yup! Her tummy is big now! And she said that her child is due in August! So that means that she won't be able to teach us then and we will probably get a relief teacher. I didn't get to see Ms Wong today but I wish her all the best for her studies in Australia. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Language Arts was spent learning how the wierd characters in the dictionary are pronounced. When you check up a certain word on the dictionary, there is the pronunciation that is made of the wierd characters at the side. And most of the time after looking at it, I still do not have the slightest idea how the word should be pronounced, so today's lesson benefitted me quite a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that concludes my oh-so-wonderful day at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How interesting eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114286189231643635?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114286189231643635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114286189231643635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/oh-my-gosh-i-am-watching-campus.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114285546444647379</id><published>2006-03-20T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T03:51:04.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHH! Singapore's Men Table Tennis team lost to India in the finals!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114285546444647379?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114285546444647379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114285546444647379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/ahh-singapores-men-table-tennis-team.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114285558694095475</id><published>2006-03-20T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T03:53:06.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my! This is so freaky! Go check &lt;a href="http://www.2828.net/flash/6876.htm"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the instructions carefully and do as you are told! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114285558694095475?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114285558694095475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114285558694095475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/oh-my-this-is-so-freaky-go-check-this.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114284751789569196</id><published>2006-03-20T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T01:38:38.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;OH YEAHHHH! Singapore's women Table Tennis team won the GOLD in the Commonwealth Games!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SQUEALSSSSSS*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I am so excited now, I can hardly breathe. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I AM SO HAPPY!! &gt;&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I managed to watch the last part of it on the bus just now. Hahahaha and I couldn't help but shout when Tan Paey Fern scored a point and go &lt;em&gt;aww&lt;/em&gt; when she lost a point. Like right in front of everybody in the bus. One particular auntie was quite amused by my enthusiasm! But I ain't embarrassed about it because I LOVE SINGAPORE! YAY! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope the guys will do well in their finals too! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;GO SINGAPORE! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114284751789569196?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114284751789569196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114284751789569196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/oh-yeahhhh-singapores-women-table.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114284384838931602</id><published>2006-03-19T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T00:37:28.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pearl Harbour is such a sad show. I am feeling all sad and down just because of it. ): AND DANNY HAS TO DIE. WHY WHY WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly, shows in which handsome guys die in them just aren't the type for me. I will just end up crying like Lord-knows-what.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114284384838931602?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114284384838931602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114284384838931602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/pearl-harbour-is-such-sad-show.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114284518789422815</id><published>2006-03-19T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T01:03:58.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright. I am feeling real stressed up now because of OM. We have done everything that we could, buy everything that we think will help but it still can't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we just pull out or something? Really. I don't want to compete in OM Singapore at all. I don't even think we are good enough to compete. It's wrong to give up, I know. But there's just no way we can make it. Presentation's on Thursday and we are not even ready. We will just make total fool of ourselves and receive criticisms and whatnot from the teachers when we didn't even want to present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha I so want to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait! Maybe they will think that we are not good enough and kick us out! Yeah! And I would be jumping with joy about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114284518789422815?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114284518789422815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114284518789422815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114284591650230644</id><published>2006-03-19T01:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T01:14:15.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wabershabergaber! The holidays are ALMOST OVER ALREADY. Paoooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me, time doesn't fly; it zooms. I hadn't even had my share of fun okay. And there's still the huge amount of homework that I have not touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have only done Math worksheet and my Chinese portfolio this holiday. But since I remembered not having completed a single homework this time last year, it's quite an improvement already! Yeah, so I shall praise myself for it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay alright. I intend to do Art when I come back from Lianghui's house &lt;s&gt;tomorrow&lt;/s&gt; tonight. And hopefully, I can finish it in time to have it handed in to Mrs Tan since Art is the first lesson that we would be having for Term 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, where are my poster paint and brushes??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114284591650230644?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114284591650230644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114284591650230644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/wabershabergaber-holidays-are-almost_19.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114284310682333067</id><published>2006-03-18T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T00:25:06.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eek! I am suffering from sunburns nowwww. My shoulders are totally killing me!! And I am wearing a sleeveless shirt because donning on my pyjamas would mean torture and pain throughout the night. I SHOULD HAVE APPLIED MORE SUNBLOCK LOTION!! Now I look like Rudolph. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I would say the pain is worth it. Yup. I spent the entire day today having an outing at Wild Wild Wet! :D For about eight hours at least.. Despite the place being small and crowded, it is still a nice place to spend the Saturday at, I realised. Because there are slides everywhere!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only they were talking and not acting like some jerks, it would have been a lot more enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. The Shiok River there was not comparable to that in the Jurong East swimming complex at all. It was too short. And the wave pool was far too mini already. It is like a tiny relica of the one near my house. /: But the Slide Up was freaky!! I was screaming as if I was screaming for my life on the way down the slide. HAHAHAHHA but it was great fun nevertheless! And there's also the Yakult Professor Lab! Yeah the container.. THING, which pours huge amounts of water down a specific spot every now and then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, the thought of me not completing my work at all bugged me the whole time I was there. Poot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114284310682333067?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114284310682333067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114284310682333067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/eek-i-am-suffering-from-sunburns.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114258684138512195</id><published>2006-03-17T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T01:14:01.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Replying tags since there ain't nothing to blog about. Hahahaa. Thanks people! Keep those tags coming in! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kaeyuan&lt;/strong&gt;: Hahaha no, bLAHDSHdkahs is &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; a code. And is there something special with that blogskin? Thanks for the compliment and congratulations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Danial&lt;/strong&gt;: Hey dude! :D Oh, I am using Adobe Photoshop 6. Yeah I am trying my utmost best to get my parents to buy Photoshop CS. Why do you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zhenping&lt;/strong&gt;: Hey Zhenping! Alrighty! Thanks girl :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Katherine&lt;/strong&gt;: Hello! Thanks a lot! Love you guys loads too.. I am totally not looking forward to 2007 when all of us have to be seperated. T^T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eileen&lt;/strong&gt;: Hey my dear!! Hahaha thank you, thank you! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weiqing&lt;/strong&gt;: Honey! Really thank you so much!! Glad you like it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Serena&lt;/strong&gt;: HAHAHAHA this is the reason why I am always unable to hand in my homework on time! And you don't have to change blogskins just because Sandy and I did. By the way, HAPPY BIRTHDAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Choony&lt;/strong&gt;: Hi Choonyyyyy! Hahaha don't have to be jealous la dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Limqing&lt;/strong&gt;: Hello Limy! Yes, your tagboard is not dead anymore, thanks to &lt;u&gt;ME!&lt;/u&gt; Hahahaha kidding. Thanks! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haidee&lt;/strong&gt;: ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jamie&lt;/strong&gt;: Oh hey senior! Haha yup! EMMA WATSON!! Ooo! I love lightsticks too! But I don't get to buy them because my parents say they are useless. ): Care to spare some the next time you play them?? Hahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joelyn &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;Wanyee &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;Danial&lt;/strong&gt;: Hey guys! Thank you so much! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sheila&lt;/strong&gt;: Oh wow! That's great! Hahahaa let's all work hard for it! All the best trackmate! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sandy&lt;/strong&gt;: Oh hello my lovely human! :D Hahaha thanks for dropping by! You are missed by me too! Hahaha and yeah, we aren't given enough holidays if you ask me.. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114258684138512195?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114258684138512195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114258684138512195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/replying-tags-since-there-aint-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114251489187037466</id><published>2006-03-16T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T22:48:42.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dread the feelings that are stirring within me. Especially the feeling of anxiety for not having completed even half of my given assignments, most of which are due next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I always find myself in such a situation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know better than to procrastinate but everytime it's time to do my work, I find it hard to make myself do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRAHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. I shall SMILE and be HAPPY! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114251489187037466?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114251489187037466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114251489187037466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-dread-feelings-that-are-stirring.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114257956144159784</id><published>2006-03-15T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T23:12:41.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BOING BOING~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes, I know I am supposed to be doing my homework now and guess what? I am watching Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire! And I don't even feel the &lt;em&gt;least&lt;/em&gt; guilty about it. Oh my God, someone murder me please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah it's okay! There's still tomorrow and Friday and Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, who am I kidding??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my attitude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114257956144159784?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114257956144159784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114257956144159784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/boing-boing-yes-yes-i-know-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114238931985263764</id><published>2006-03-14T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T18:21:59.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right now, I am contemplating as to whether or not I should go start my assignments, or just continue using the computer until it is time to go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poot, I seriously lack self-discipline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVER MIND, it's only 8. I shall start on my work at 9 or something. Yeah, I will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114238931985263764?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114238931985263764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114238931985263764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/right-now-i-am-contemplating-as-to.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114226457845044633</id><published>2006-03-13T23:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T07:45:41.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is just something amusing that happened just now. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as mentioned in my previous post, I have OM meeting tomorrow at Lianghui's house. And I asked her if it is okay with her if I got there at 7 since I totally hate going to people's house for work in the afternoon, because it not only seems to be a waste of time, which irks me, and also sort of disrupts my daily routine A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, I am not sure if I will even be able to reach Lianghui's house at 10 tomorrow or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, my dad is not going to be fetching me there but the journey there is approximately an hour. So the MRT was the alternative that came to my mind, since that is the transport I have been taking to get to Lianghui's house. But then I was told that taking the bus would be faster than the MRT, now that bus route for bus 52 has been changed. However, we realised that even though 52 gets to Bishan, it does not reach Junction 8 at all. So I will probably get lost and confused. Then, my dear shopping partner, Eileen, told me that the only bus that reaches there is 156. The problem is: 156 doesn't pass by here Jurong East st. 21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after checking with this trackmate of mine, the only thing I can do to get to Lianghui's house, is to take 66 to Nanyang before boarding 156, which goes all the way to Junction 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN I WAS THINKING, I might as well take the MRT. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114226457845044633?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114226457845044633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114226457845044633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-is-just-something-amusing-that_13.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114226362895300756</id><published>2006-03-13T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T07:30:41.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Awwww, T E C H N O only lasted a week! Hahaha oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new skin is one that features Emma Watson. Hahaha yup! I have been longing to do one on her, but I wasn't able to find a right picture. Thanks to &lt;a href="http://colormered-cons.livejournal.com/"&gt;this site&lt;/a&gt;, I was able to get this totally wonderful and gorgeous picture of the actress who acts as Hermione! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did some editing to the picture [i.e. taking out the words on the right and substituting it with brushes and my own text], and I hope it is alright with the creator. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh-kay! I wasn't able to post yesterday because I actually went out shopping the whole day yesterday, thinking that it was Saturday, when in actual fact it was a Sunday. So I had to rush and finish up the Science worksheet that is due today during supplementary immediately after I found out my mistake at 9. Yeah, I cannot believe how stupid I can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there wasn't much to talk about yesterday, other than the fact that MY MOM ACTUALLY GOT ME A &lt;u&gt;LAPTOP&lt;/u&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually have a laptop now! MUAHAHAHAHAHA! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the persuading and begging paid off - I am so proud of myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OH YEAH. I have no idea why it is already out in stores now but, I HAVE ALSO BOUGHT &lt;u&gt;HARRY POTTER AND THE GOBLET OF FIRE DVD&lt;/u&gt; YESTERDAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking about it makes me so happy, I can faint of happiness. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today was a total drag. Imagine having to wake up at 6.30 in the morning just to make it in time for extra lessons during the holidays. What the hell la. And Miss Lee was late for half an hour or so okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have no idea how pissed I was. Lessons during the holidays?? What a joke. And I had to sit through four hours of it okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thank God there were food to keep my mood up, - and not to mention - my eyes open. I had so much junk food today, I can die. Chocolates, crackers, chips.. EVERYTHING. And I believe I finished my share within half and hour, and was koping &lt;s&gt;some&lt;/s&gt; A LOT of Cheryl's after that. Heh. But it will probably help me gain weight so it might not be that bad an idea. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after four grueling hours, we still had to meet up with Mr GG for OM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I DECLARE: OM IS THE STUPIDEST THING I HAVE EVER DONE IN MY ENTIRE LIFE. WHAT THE FISH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time-consuming;&lt;br /&gt;It's nerve-wrecking;&lt;br /&gt;It takes up loads of time even though it is some useless piece of crap;&lt;br /&gt;It increases to our already high stress level and;&lt;br /&gt;It does nothing but makes me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's a meeting tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREAT. Thinking about it just pisses me off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114226362895300756?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114226362895300756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114226362895300756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/awwww-t-e-c-h-n-o-only-lasted-week.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114207225750772718</id><published>2006-03-11T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T02:17:37.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boo!&lt;br /&gt;It's the holidays already! The time has finally come for me to have fun! OH YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was tagged by Weiqing to do this quiz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page18 and find line four.&lt;br /&gt;"She nodded dutifully."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can.&lt;br /&gt;Done, and?? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is that last thing you watched on TV?&lt;br /&gt;Sleepover! Alexa Vega is cool! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Without looking, guess what time it is.&lt;br /&gt;6.00pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Now look at the clock. What is the actual time?&lt;br /&gt;5.59pm. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?&lt;br /&gt;My granny shouting at my sis to go bathe. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When did you last step outside? What were you doing?&lt;br /&gt;Just now. I had to come to my granny's house for lunch. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Before you started this survey, what did you look at?&lt;br /&gt;"Never Had A Dream" lyrics. The song is nice! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;A three-quarter gray jeans with many strings, and a black top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Did you dream last night?&lt;br /&gt;Nah, I was sleeping like a pig. Camp sure zaps a hell lot of energy off someone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When did you last laugh?&lt;br /&gt;When I was watching Sleepover just now! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is on the walls of the room you are in?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing. Except for a fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Seen anything wierd lately?&lt;br /&gt;Workers painting my block of flat looking into my room through the window. Goshhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you think of this quiz?&lt;br /&gt;Stupid, lame and time-wasting. But since I have got nothing to do, I might as well complete this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is the last film you saw?&lt;br /&gt;I NOT STUPID TOO! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy?&lt;br /&gt;A ticket to England to see Daniel Radcliffe! OMG! ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Tell me something about you that I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Who are you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you change?&lt;br /&gt;Don't really get the question but definitely: Rid the world of war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you like to dance? Not exactly, I am okay with it I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. George W Bush.. American? Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Imagine your first child is a girl, what will you call her?&lt;br /&gt;Never thought about that.. I am only THIRTEEN please. Alina maybe??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Imagine your first child is a boy, what will you call him?&lt;br /&gt;Adam?? Something starting with A. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Have you ever considered living abroad?&lt;br /&gt;Yup! In Canada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What do you want God to say to you when you reach the pearly gates?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.. You are pretty?? Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. 4 people who must do this in their journal:&lt;br /&gt;Haidee!&lt;br /&gt;Sandy!&lt;br /&gt;Serena!&lt;br /&gt;Limy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114207225750772718?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114207225750772718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114207225750772718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/boo-its-holidays-already-time-has.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114207014015114402</id><published>2006-03-11T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T01:43:30.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;NEVER HAD A DREAM COME TRUE&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://ourworld.cs.com/x33%20FALLENforYOU/ineverhadadreamcometrue.wma"&gt;[Listen]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-S Club 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's got something&lt;br /&gt;They had to leave behind&lt;br /&gt;One regret from yesterday&lt;br /&gt;That just seems to grow with time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no use looking back or wondering&lt;br /&gt;How it could be now or might have been&lt;br /&gt;All this I know but still I can't find ways&lt;br /&gt;To let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never had a dream come true&lt;br /&gt;Till the day that I found you&lt;br /&gt;Even though I pretend that I've moved on&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;I never found the words to say&lt;br /&gt;You're the one I think about each day&lt;br /&gt;And I know no matter&lt;br /&gt;Where love takes me to&lt;br /&gt;A part of me will always be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in my memory&lt;br /&gt;I've lost all sense of time&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow can never be&lt;br /&gt;Cuz yesterday is all that fills my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no use looking back or wondering&lt;br /&gt;How it should be now or might have been&lt;br /&gt;All this I know but still I can't find ways&lt;br /&gt;To let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never had a dream come true&lt;br /&gt;Till the day that I found you&lt;br /&gt;Even though I pretend that I moved on&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;I never found the words to say&lt;br /&gt;You're the one I think about each day&lt;br /&gt;And I know no matter&lt;br /&gt;Where love takes me to&lt;br /&gt;A part of me will always be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be the dream&lt;br /&gt;That fills my head, (Yes you will, say you will, you know you will)&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be the one I know (I'll never forget)&lt;br /&gt;There's no use looking back or wondering&lt;br /&gt;Because love is a strange and funny thing&lt;br /&gt;No matter how I try and try&lt;br /&gt;I just can't say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No no no no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never had a dream come true&lt;br /&gt;Till the day that I found you&lt;br /&gt;Even though I pretend that I moved on&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;I never found the words to say&lt;br /&gt;You're the one I think about each day&lt;br /&gt;And I know no matter&lt;br /&gt;Where love takes me to&lt;br /&gt;A part of me will always be&lt;br /&gt;A part of me will always be&lt;br /&gt;With you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114207014015114402?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114207014015114402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114207014015114402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/never-had-dream-come-true-listen-s.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114206767830680655</id><published>2006-03-11T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T01:43:45.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BECAUSE YOU LIVE&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://ourworld.cs.com/xIsh%20a%20Duckyx/becauseyoulive.wma"&gt;[Listen]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Jesse Mccartney&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring out at the rain with a heavy heart&lt;br /&gt;It's the end of the world in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Then your voice pulls me back like a wake up call&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking for the answer&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't see that it was right there&lt;br /&gt;But now I know what I didn't know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you live and breathe&lt;br /&gt;Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;br /&gt;Because you live, girl&lt;br /&gt;My world has twice as many stars in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's alright, I survived, I'm alive again&lt;br /&gt;Cuz of you, made it through every storm&lt;br /&gt;What is life, what's the use if you're killed inside&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I found an angel&lt;br /&gt;Someone&lt;br /&gt;Who was there when all my hopes fell&lt;br /&gt;I wanna fly, looking in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you live and breathe&lt;br /&gt;Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;br /&gt;Because you live, girl&lt;br /&gt;My world has twice as many stars in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Because you live, I live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you live there's a reason why&lt;br /&gt;I carry on when I lose the fight&lt;br /&gt;I want to give what you've given me always&lt;br /&gt;Because you live and breathe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;br /&gt;Because you live, girl&lt;br /&gt;My world has twice as many stars in the sky &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you live and breathe&lt;br /&gt;Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;br /&gt;Because you live, girl&lt;br /&gt;My world has everything I need to survive&lt;br /&gt;Because you live, I live&lt;br /&gt;I live &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114206767830680655?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114206767830680655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114206767830680655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/because-you-live-listen-jesse.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114200580790148954</id><published>2006-03-10T23:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T17:28:47.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH MY GOD.I'M BACK FROM CAMP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;, I survived! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gosh, there's so much to say, I have no idea where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha first thing's first: I totally miss my computer to bits! And my bed too! There's also the television, the air-condition, and &lt;em&gt;totally&lt;/em&gt; flexible bathing time! I miss practically everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But camp was GREAAAAATTTTTTT! Yup! Hahahaha I had &lt;u&gt;loads&lt;/u&gt; of fun. Of course, there were times when I felt that things were lame, and unfair [it's unavoidable], and boring but I still enjoyed myself &lt;u&gt;a lot&lt;/u&gt;. Especially when my classmates were there with me - they were awesome! Camp wouldn't have been half as fun without them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU 206! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty! Camp started with the Amazing Race! [Yes, we wanted to start the camp with a big bang, no?] And oh my, I wouldn't say it was exactly fun for me. Duh, who would find walking around with no exact aim in mind under the bright, hot Sun, with a walkie talkie at hand? And for let's see, &lt;u&gt;at least&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;THREE HOURS&lt;/strong&gt;?? And it resulted in blisters on both my feet which almost killed me with pain. x-x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think the game went on quite smoothly, and yeah I am relieved! :D I am so proud of my class, and not forgetting 209 too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU GUYS ROCK! YAY! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha okay okay. I forgot which class won, I think it's uh, 203? Hmm, no idea. And walkie talkies are COOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we had picnic lunch! Shan't comment on the food, because I didn't really touch them, being so tired and worn out. But, of course, we still had strength to take a class photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE ONE BIG FAMILYYYYYYYYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/foursome.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lianghui, Yushi, me and Serenaaaaaaaa! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[I know the photos are blur, will try and get hold of the clearer ones. :D]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a bus back together after that! And I just slept and slept and slept once we got back to school. I was sooo tired la! And all of you have to come up with what concert and wake me up from my sleep! Eeyer! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/concert.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hahahahaha, but I must admit that the concert was funnnn! We should have them more often yeah guys? :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/yh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHA Ying Hui is our very own Superstar! :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/superstars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Serene and Cheryl are the dancers. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telematch was a mixture of anger, pain, frustration and fun. But mostly, it was fun. Especially the blindfold game! I wasn't able to complete it but oh well, it was still fun! And the use-the-straws-to-transfer-the-rubberband game was totally HILARIOUS! I love it :D Hahahaha. Only game I didn't like was the tie-your-legs-together-as-a-class-and-walk-to-the-other-side-and-back game because the stupid raphea strings totally cut my skin open where the blisters were. I ALMOST DIED OF PAIN. WTH. That game totally spoilt the entire session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shower was, uh, how should I put it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is that thoughts of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How we had to wait for AGES for our turn to bathe,&lt;br /&gt;How we had only had &lt;u&gt;five minutes&lt;/u&gt; to take our shower,&lt;br /&gt;How we had to endure the cold water that we were given to wash up,&lt;br /&gt;How we had a limited amount of water to do so and,&lt;br /&gt;How we had to clean up the toilet after that.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;.. just make me shudder.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I am just so glad it's all over already. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Watching&lt;em&gt; Bring It On &lt;/em&gt;in LT1 made me want to shout and cheer! Hahahaha! Great movie to watch during a camp! And yes, Haidee, Cliff is handsome. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We slept in the homeroom on the first day. But I hardly had any sleep because &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; was snoring throughout the night. And very loud in fact, since I was sleeping just right beside her. So I found it hard to fall asleep. -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Which probably explains why I was acting so grouchy the next day. x-x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But the Personality Assessment totally lightened up my mood. Thanks to Ian, who was the speaker of the seminar! He is so FUNNIEH man! :D The talk lasted three hours la. But because of that I now know that I am a high C, with a teensy weensy bit of D in me. Contradictive eh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Leadership games were enjoyable! Yeah! But too bad I couldn't participate in the MUD [uh,] THING whereby we have to dip one leg into a bucket of mud and retrieve as many marbles and pebbles as we can. It looked so fun la! Stupid blisters! Ahhhh!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/muddyfeet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We also had to be blindfolded and crawl under a series of desks and walk over a bench. LOL, so lame. And then we had to look for J9 because the game wardens kidnapped her!! They hid her in the toilets near the lockers!! We spent fifteen minutes lookng for her and that caused us the game. Hahaha but it was great fun nonetheless. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then it started to rain! But everyone [well, except for quite a number of selfish people], from the Sec 2 level came out of our classrooms with brooms and rags and mops and newspapers and started drying the quadrangle together! Without anyone asking us to!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was a really touching scene la, showing how united we are and all that. And I am really proud to be a Sec 2'2006. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/cleanup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEC 2S, WE ROCK!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then, it was dinner:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/dinner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/milo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh yes. We were given Milo for breakfast, lunch and dinner, for &lt;strong&gt;two&lt;/strong&gt; days. Imagine THAT. I am sick of Milo already. Yuck.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/candle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then 208 surprised us with candles to be placed on the groundsheets where we were having our dinner! They are so sweet la! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/movie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After we were full and satisfied, we started getting ready for the movie! :D And the second movie that we watched was &lt;em&gt;Remember the Titans&lt;/em&gt;! It's such a sad movie la! Oh my gosh. I couldn't stop crying. Even Ying Hui cried eh! And it's based on a true story!! OMGOMGOMG.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/night.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then getting ready to sleep under the stars! Woohoo! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/night2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I managed to see 19 stars that night! YAY! Hahahaha Serene said that she only saw one, and that is the moon. -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was able to sleep soundly throughout the night this time around. Thank God. Hahaha, because I slept with Haidee and J9, so no snoring at all. :D Yup! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next day was Drama! And for that we acted out the scene on the bus when Rosa Parks refused to give up her seat to a White. Yupyup! I was the bus driver eh! And we won the &lt;u&gt;1st prize&lt;/u&gt;!! *squeals*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Weets! We also won the most ENTHUSIASTIC CLASS AWARD, presented by 202!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE ARE THE BEST!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/handphonesgalore.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/twoohsix.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/206%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/classtee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So are our class tees!! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sec 2 Lifeskills Camp was a blast! Love it!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114200580790148954?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114200580790148954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114200580790148954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/oh-my-god_10.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114173846440255453</id><published>2006-03-07T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T05:34:24.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY! :D&lt;br /&gt;Yay I just finished packing for camp tomorrow! And I seem to have a lot lesser things this year as compared to 2005, when I had to lug two huge bags to school. This time, I only have one hand-carrier, and a plastic bad for my shoes. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh, I am feeling so exhausted after training today that all I want to do now is go to sleep. Yeah, another killer training. &lt;u&gt;But&lt;/u&gt;, I have decided to blog before doing so, since it'll be another three days or so before I can blog again, so here I am! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will blog all about today after I am back on Friday or something, because right now, all that I am thinking of now is &lt;u&gt;CAMP&lt;/u&gt;. Hopefully it will be a good one! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; THIS BLOG WILL BE ON A MINI HIATUS UNTIL FRIDAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try not to miss me alright? Hahahaha and have a great camp everybody! BYEEEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114173846440255453?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114173846440255453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114173846440255453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/hey-d-yay-i-just-finished-packing-for.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114156718651518655</id><published>2006-03-05T22:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T06:03:22.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New layout -T E C H N O! Hope it looks okay. Awwww! I am going to miss potterpuffs so badly. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, there's school tomorrow. I DON'T WANT TO GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall I skip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, I cannot believe that I just suggested that. *slaps face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it's like- As expected, I did not finish my assignments over the weekends. ): Instead, I spent hours on this blogskin. And I am feeling so disgusted with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math and Chinese ain't done. And Art is due on Tuesday.. Shucks, just wait and see how I die tomorrow. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am happy and high, becausebecausebecause: This week would be a really short one, and then, it's the holidays! Sleep, TV, fun and COMPUTER! Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lifeskills Camp's on Wednesday. Hmm.. I won't say I am actually looking forward to it. Because I love my homeeee! And I don't want to wash my hair in the sink again, it's so gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what if the Amazing Race is not a success?? o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am being so random today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114156718651518655?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114156718651518655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114156718651518655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-layout-t-e-c-h-n-o-hope-it-looks.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114156425335992099</id><published>2006-03-05T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T05:10:53.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's about time for me to reply my tags!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jerlyn:&lt;/strong&gt; Hello my dear! Yup! You take care of yourself too! And yup, I have relinked you already. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Choon Fah:&lt;/strong&gt; Thank you choony! Hahaha I have gotten over it already.. And not being able to take your tests may not be a bad thing afterall eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EILEEN:&lt;/strong&gt; HEY EILEEEEEEN! I want to go shopping with you too! WHEN WHEN WHEN? Hahaha okay, shall let you know the next time I have it. Eek! Touchwood! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kaeyuan:&lt;/strong&gt; Alright mate! Will liven it up for you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sheila:&lt;/strong&gt; Hey girl! Hahahaha that is so random. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jonathan:&lt;/strong&gt; Yo dude! Oh oh, yes sir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wanyee:&lt;/strong&gt; Hey dear girl, what's up? Smile and be happy! Miss you a lot, cheer up okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haidee:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh hello Haidee! :D Because of what you tagged, I have decided to delete that post to prevent further misunderstandings. I didn't mean you in that post. ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Limqing:&lt;/strong&gt; Hello Limy! Glad to hear that you are alright already. :D I haven't done my work too! x-x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Serena &amp; Kaeyuan:&lt;/strong&gt; Oooooh. xD Hahahaha what a coincidence eh? *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sandy:&lt;/strong&gt; Lovely humannnn! HELLO (: Never mind. Just tag me more often the next time will do! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS KAEYUAN~! Your compliment is greatly appreciated. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114156425335992099?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114156425335992099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114156425335992099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-about-time-for-me-to-reply-my-tags.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114156299331649404</id><published>2006-03-04T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T04:52:42.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Muahahahaha! Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire DVD is going to be released in Singapore on March 17! OMGOMGOMG, I am going to buy it, &amp;&amp;amp; watch it over and over again! YAY! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I LOVE HARRY POTTER :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, the point in writing this post is not to declare my love for Harry Potter but to let the whole world [or at least, the people who visit my blog] know about he fact that I am so angry with myself. That's right. But no matter what I tell myself, I am just too lazy to get my eyes off the computer and go do my work. Grahh! Computers are evil distractions. /:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am going to change my blog layout tomorrow, it is coming along well, and hopefully it will turn out alright! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114156299331649404?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114156299331649404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114156299331649404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/muahahahaha-harry-potter-and-goblet-of_04.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114140137245600750</id><published>2006-03-03T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T22:30:14.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's the weekends again! Oh yay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I really hope that I will stop procrastinating and slacking this weekend, and complete ALL the assignments that I have so that I won't have to rush like some mad dog at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully everything goes as planned. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today! I woke up at 5.30 and got to Botanical Gardens for recceing at 6.40. [Sigh, I desperately need more sleep, or I will turn into a zombie sooner than anyone would expect.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recce was okay, only, I feel that the station masters didn't really do what they were expected to, despite me telling them countless times that they have to, and I am kind of disappointed. They don't seem to be putting in much effort into what they have been assigned to but at least they now know where their stations are, and hopefully nothing crops up on that day itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And walking around Botanical Gardens can be deemed as training, I realised. Especially when you are lugging your bag full of textbooks, and a bag of GLASS bowls and plates, walking around looking for missing people. It's TIRING OKAY. The distance that we have to cover from the Visitor Centre was hell enough. I am so glad that it will be over soon. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lianghui lost her phone there while she was recceing. -.- Oh well. But she's not sad that she lost it; she's sad at the fact that she has no idea how she lost her phone. Wierd girl hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back to school at 9 because several people went missing [Yes, it is &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; big] so we were late for lesson. Malay was kind of uninteresting today since I wasn't paying attention, instead, I was sort of fishing and orbiting in my own world. But during recess I was rushing like I-don't-know-what to print the analysis and script for the Home Econs presentation, for which I think we did okay. I wasn't verbalising very clearly, but heck, the teachers didn't say anything about it. We may not have won, [Janice's group did, their pasta was nice (:] but at least we tried our best. Miss Wong even praised our idea, saying that it is really unique! *claps hands* :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more cooking already! Congratulate me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History was next! I swear that History can be the most interesting lesson in the world if you have Miss Koh as your teacher. :D That's right, I learnt a lot of general knowledge today, though I am not sure exactly how many I am able to recall. I thoroughly enjoyed lesson today because I learnt new things! :D And Gangis Khan - or however his name is spelt - sure had wierd ideas when he named all his five sons. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama and CME aren't really worth mentioning, since right now, all I want is to go to bed and have a good night's sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Survivor Exile Island is NICE. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114140137245600750?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114140137245600750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114140137245600750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-weekends-again-oh-yay-d-now-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114140001291326144</id><published>2006-03-02T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T07:33:32.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I can't wait till the March holidays. I seriously cannot!! Poot! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but think that this year has been a total disaster for me. It has been so screwed, I just feel really down when I start pondering and wondering about random things alone. And it seems like that is all that I am doing this year.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I keep thinking and thinking and thinking, it's scary.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I were to look back on these two months that have passed, there doesn't seem to be anything which had happened that I feel happy about. Except, of course, my math result which I am very satisfied with.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that? Ha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114140001291326144?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114140001291326144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114140001291326144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-cant-wait-till-march-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114139935120548902</id><published>2006-03-02T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T08:04:02.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, another day has passed. And boy am I glad. Yes, because this means that I am one day closer to the March holidays, which is all that I am looking forward in life &lt;u&gt;right now&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was alright today. But I was dozing off most of the time - I need sleep! But not during Math of course, because I was diligently practising my sums! Hahahaha. And Chinese too, because we had to write a composition about our views on the newly implemented system of 16-year-olds not being allowed to stay out after 11 at night without a reasonable, uh, reason.Uh huh, so I could not afford to waste time and fall asleep. Which reminds me that I still have this composition to complete before I can go to bed. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! My views on this system: I don't think it's going to work. FULLSTOP. But to me, this system isn't exactly useless and a total waste of time. It certainly helps in some other areas, which I am not going to elaborate here. Briefly, it is definitely going to be able to help parents to efficiently [at least &lt;u&gt;more&lt;/u&gt; efficiently] look after their kids. And besides, the government decided to implement this &lt;em&gt;law &lt;/em&gt;purely out of the goodness of their hearts - because they care for us teens, and does not wish to see teens being victims of crimes and all that, which I really appreciate. And this increases the confidence I have for our Singapore government, and makes me even more proud to be a Singaporean. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to school: Science quiz was fine too, because I STUDIEDDD! :D Wow eh? I didn't do as well as I have expected myself to, but it's still okay. :D It's an improvement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OM was funny and enjoyable. We didn't allow Haidee to change her role in the story! HAHAHAHAH HAIDEE, too bad eh! And I am the narrator! Yup! And Serene has to wear a dress! Not trying to be mean, but imagine &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to search for pictures of slaves and servants to help us in the design of our device [Mr GG actually allowed us to!], but all we got were pictures containing nudity and gore. YES. So, don't ever search for such pictures on the internet, because all you will get is disgusted and a slightly &lt;em&gt;dirtied &lt;/em&gt;brain. And oh! Mr GG was damn mean la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Are you happy with our progress?&lt;br /&gt;Mr GG: Okay la, better than some time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell. But he's quite pleased with it so yay! :D We are meeting him on Tuesday, so that means I have to take a one-hour journey there and back to Lianghui's house for a meeting this Sunday again. Jeesh, my weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to have a &lt;em&gt;siesta&lt;/em&gt; during Language Arts today! And you have no idea how badly I needed it. I really think that Mrs Tan treats us really well. I seriously have no idea how &lt;em&gt;people&lt;/em&gt; were able to criticise her like that. Hmph, I shall just ignore those comments because MRS TAN WAS, AND &lt;u&gt;REMAINS&lt;/u&gt;, A GOOD TEACHER. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training was tough! Yup! That's why I have to go to bed now because I am sooooo sleepy. *nods*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope tomorrow's Home Econs presentation will be alright!&lt;br /&gt;Nightie night! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114139935120548902?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114139935120548902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114139935120548902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/well-another-day-has-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114120407173524278</id><published>2006-03-01T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T01:07:51.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First day of March! A start to a whole new month. Wonder what this month would be like, since February wasn't exactly a month that went very well. What with the test results and arguement and all that. So I hope the month of March will be a good one! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, JK Rowling has updated her website to wish Ron Weasley a Happy Birthday, and I intend to do so too, before I start rambling about my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY RON! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had double periods of Language Arts today. We talked about stuffs on TKAM, and had some reflective learning blah blah blah. I was feeling really bored so I started rubbing this blue-black mark on my hand and now it has become &lt;u&gt;red&lt;/u&gt;dish, and not &lt;u&gt;green&lt;/u&gt;ish anymore. And it hurts! Blame it on that stupid door. Grah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started on a new topic for Maths today! Simultaneous Linear Equations. And I understand! So yup, I'm happy. I want to improve in my Math, since I am seriously, totally, hopeless in Science. ): And there was no homework! :D Ms Teng, Ms Teng, Ms Teng!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese was just the norm, newspaper reading, sharing with the class what you think about this yada yada. That's why I said it's the norm. Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has just hit me that I no longer think of Chinese as an important subject anymore. It's as if, I have hardly any interest in it, and these lessons are just periods I use to catch up on my homework or sleep. And I don't like this attitude, I used to like Chinese a lot, and I am just clueless as to how I can feel like this about Chinese. I guess people really do change as time passes. The thing is, I am not sure if I like the way I am changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that aside, Science was uh, I would say, peaceful?? Yeah, because we hardly did anything, except presenting information about STD [don't ask what it means, you wouldn't want to know], and I doubt anyone in class was actually paying much attention. But she's going to reinforce so never mind. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poot. I just realised that there's going to be a Science quiz tomorrow, so got to blast! I don't want to fail another quiz.. BYEEEEEEEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114120407173524278?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114120407173524278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114120407173524278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/03/first-day-of-march-start-to-whole-new.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114120518408685940</id><published>2006-02-28T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T01:29:59.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Running to Turf City and back from Nanyang almost killed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training was tough as it can be. Even though we did lesser things than we normally would, running under the Sun is more than I can handle. And the Sun was evil today! T^T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUPPP. But I am glad that I was able to complete all the runs that I was supposed to finish because that means I improved! Hahahaha. Of course, I still have a long, long way to go.. But I know I can do it! And I will. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Today is the last day of February! Bye bye February! Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is a total drag man. Shucks. I really want to quit schooling or something. I CANNOT STAND IT ANYMORE. ALL THE HOMEWORK ARE SQUEEZING ME DRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Don't ask me what that last sentence means because I don't know what it means too. Guess I am not making sense. No, it's because I have no idea how to describe the way I am feeling in words. Yup, that's what.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaining the knowledge that many of my ex-schoolmates are going out on weekends and having the time of their lives without me made me realised how deprived of fun my adolescence is. And that is an unbearable truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very thought that my life is really a miserable one, that all I do is being forced to study and desperately completing work made me asked myself exactly what I want from life. And I found out that if I was given a choice, if I was a tad more courageous, I will just leave my homework to burn in hell and be a teenage rebel for the rest of my childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But too bad I am just not brave enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness Mrs Tan agreed to extend the deadline for CO2. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114120518408685940?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114120518408685940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114120518408685940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/02/running-to-turf-city-and-back-from.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114103308444759041</id><published>2006-02-27T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T02:00:22.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been feeling really down these few days. And I don't even know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My test results? Lack of sleep? All the homework I have not started on which are due this week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right! First period today was Art and we are doing clay &lt;u&gt;again&lt;/u&gt;. Ewww. I detest the smell of clay. Yuck yuck yuck! And this time we are supposed to come up with a model of a, uh, model, wearing a traditional costume of any race. For Racial Harmony day. It's such a waste of time la! Is there even a need to make us do this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha then I got back my Mathematics paper! &amp;&amp;amp;&amp;, I am happy with my result! :D&lt;br /&gt;I did okay. Yup, at least I didn't fail. Thank goodness, because if I did, I would be grounded for another month or so [Yes, I am already grounded thanks to my Science - I &lt;u&gt;failed&lt;/u&gt;. Don't wish to elaborate any further. :D]. And highest in class is once again Linlin, who scored 53/50. o.O Yes, yes I know: &lt;em&gt;ta bu shi ren&lt;/em&gt;. Hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we got back Chinese too! And mine was satisfactory. Again, I am glad that I passed. And that's good enough for me already. I don't expect myself to top the class or anything, because I am sick of studying. Besides, 5 marks per question?? Ha! Wonder who set this paper.. He/she must be out to make us miserable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our first part of speech-giving for TKAM during the last period, and there wasn't time for me to present. :D So instead I will be presenting tomorrow, which gives me time to further improve on my speech.. Yushi was extremely funny! And so was Xueyan. Hahahahah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then school ended! I like today. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jees. I read this &lt;a href="http://www.srxx.net/blog/user1/40/archives/2005/156.asp#"&gt;story&lt;/a&gt; and couldn't help crying. It isn't really very well-written or anything, but maybe the fact that I am already feeling down made this story seem extra sad to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114103308444759041?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114103308444759041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114103308444759041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-have-been-feeling-really-down-these.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114087117138287131</id><published>2006-02-25T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T04:54:36.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my gosh. I dedicated &lt;u&gt;eight&lt;/u&gt; hours today to do my assignments and guess what, I only managed to finish TWO of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh. All thanks to the Geography essay which took away FIVE HOURS OF MY TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the pizza I had for dinner made me feel better. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;206ers! Here's the&lt;a href="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b125/aries_alice/class-tee-206.jpg"&gt; design &lt;/a&gt;for our class tee this year! Liang Hui's brother designed it. Go see, go see! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114087117138287131?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114087117138287131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114087117138287131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/02/oh-my-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114078613856190330</id><published>2006-02-24T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T05:05:48.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's the list of homework I have. I need to write them here because I keep forgetting them [There's simply too many to remember]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Portfolio [with at least two entries].&lt;br /&gt;CO 2.&lt;br /&gt;Geography essay.&lt;br /&gt;Math Journal 1 entry.&lt;br /&gt;To Kill a Mockingbird [more commonly known as "TKAM" in my class] speech on the subject of "Appearance versus Reality".&lt;br /&gt;Science RAFT assignment.&lt;br /&gt;IT assignment on Macromedia Flash.&lt;br /&gt;Two Art assignments, since I didn't complete the previous one. T^T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework is the worst thing that we children can ever be forced to do. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114078613856190330?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114078613856190330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114078613856190330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/02/heres-list-of-homework-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114074411831838450</id><published>2006-02-24T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T05:03:19.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's sad how nobody cares if I am dead or alive. Poot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114074411831838450?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114074411831838450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114074411831838450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-sad-how-nobody-cares-if-i-am-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114076814280349614</id><published>2006-02-24T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T00:02:22.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ha. I am all alone at home right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. My migraine attack got worst last night after its slight aggravation during training yesterday, which I hadn't bothered to mention in my last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I woke up in the morning at about 6.15am, I had a splitting headache and my vision was severely disrupted. There was no way I could go to school in that state so I asked if I could stay at home today and my dad kindly allowed me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it has been so long since I last had a really good, long sleep. I slept for a total of 14 hours today, and that is two times the amount of what I sleep daily since the beginning of the school term. You have no idea how refresh and alive I am feeling right now. And my dark eye circles are definitely less obvious already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I learnt that even though having migraine isn't exactly a thing someone would like to boast about, sometimes it can really help me when I need help the most. Take today for example. Just last night I was wondering how in the world I was suppose to finish all the work that are assigned to me. But because of this attack, I get to stay at home and have some extra time for my homework and assignments, many of which I have not started on and are due next week. So it really helped a lot. Not to mention the extra hours of sleep it has given me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have wasted quite some time trying to recover my vision so there really isn't exactly a lot of time for me to start on my homework, to speak the truth. But hey, at least I got the sleep that I have been deprived of for so long. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114076814280349614?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114076814280349614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114076814280349614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/02/ha.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114074888766463371</id><published>2006-02-23T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T18:41:34.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>With all the things that were bugging me yesterday [and still are, actually], I was in a really bad mood throughout the whole of today. Hope I didn't provoke anyone in anyway. Apologies to those who have been affected by my sulkiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened today, so I shan't bore you with any uninteresting details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, a moody post to match my unmatchable moodiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope something or someone will lighten my day tomorrow and help me regain the smile that has been long missing from my face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114074888766463371?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114074888766463371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114074888766463371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/02/with-all-things-that-were-bugging-me.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114061512545371711</id><published>2006-02-22T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T05:32:05.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What the hell. I seriously find it hard to suppress all the frustrations and anger that is building up within me as the days go by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am about to explode soon. Especially with the way that you are treating me, you never know when I might just _______. I don't care if you are ignoring me, because I have had enough. Stop treating me like some useless shit, thinking that I will show you more respect to appease you. In fact, you are just pissing me off with your attitude. I AM A HUMAN TOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am 13 going on 14. I am not some 4-year-old child who you can beat and scold whenever you like. Don't vent your anger on us, it's just &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; right. I know now that I can stand up for myself. So don't think that you can just treat me badly and expect me to just accept it. I KNOW WHAT IS RIGHT, BUT CLEARLY, YOU DON'T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And besides, haven't you realise that you hardly ever cared for me? All you care about is your yoga lessons, your gym schedules, your facial appointments, your foot reflexology sessions - you don't know if I am sick, if I have had my dinner, or anything else for that matter. It's as if I am not your daughter at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know that I have a test tomorrow and needs urgently to get home to study? Ha, somehow I doubt so. All you care is about yourself. Shopping is all you can think of after work. You don't even act like a mother, reaching granny's home only at about eight, close to nine, making us wait till you have finished dinner before going home. How do you expect me to score well when the time that is left for me to study is an hour a day??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I am still using the computer at 11, you scold me, saying that all I care is having fun and chatting over MSN - you have never tried to get the facts right before commenting with those hurting words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am doing my work. School work. And why is it I have to take so long to complete them? You say I am not productive enough. It has never occured to you that it is all because of YOU. A lot of my assignments require the use of computer. When we get home by 9 just because you took your time to take your dinner, all I get is, at most, two hours to finish my homework, because I need sufficient sleep too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you just try and understand me more? Can't you be more considerate and stop being so self-centered? I am your daughter, all I ask from you is to reach home early so that I can have time to do my work. You are not the only one around who's busy. I know you have all those activites that you have joined, but my assignments, projects and revisions require time for me to complete too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When have you become like that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114061512545371711?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114061512545371711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114061512545371711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114060540850042608</id><published>2006-02-22T18:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T03:02:38.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is so ridiculous. This is so terribly ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found my thumb drive. Yes, I have. The technicians found it. BUT THEY REFUSED TO RETURN IT TO ME BECAUSE THEY SAY I HAVE NO PROOF THAT IT IS MINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they said that the thumb drive was found quite a long time ago. But I lost it &lt;u&gt;yesterday&lt;/u&gt; laaaaa! And it IS mine! I am so darn sure okay. I mean, all my assignments are saved in them. And they were all written by ALLYSSA WEE. Not some Mary Sally person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went on to tell them that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have my assignments saved in it and my names are there. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To which they replied:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It does not prove anything. It does not prove that it is yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha! Why would my work be in the thumb drive if it isn't mine?? What, someone is so incredibly in love with me that she saves my work too?? It doesn't make sense to me at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could even list out a few of the documents I have inside you know. Just because they have this concept that it was found quite a while ago, they are so damn sure that it can't be mine, since I said mine was lost yesterday. So no matter what evidence I came out with, they refused to believe me. Wooo, talk about professionalism. NEXT TIME, GO RECORD THE DETAILS OF THE THINGS FOUND WILL YOU??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And their lamest question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How many folders are there inside? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell la. Who in the world remembers the number of folders or documents in his/her thumb drive?? Especially when you have tons of them? It's like, URGH! And then, and then:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you have any photos of yourself in the thumb drive?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rolls eyes* A thumb drive is used to save documents and reports, NOT PHOTOS OF YOURSELF. I am not some &lt;em&gt;zi lian kuang&lt;/em&gt;. And I can bet with you anything that even if I were to have photos of myself in it, they would go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, but it still does not mean anything. The owner may possess your photos too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT, RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I shouldn't be blaming anyone because I lost the thumb drive myself. But who can tolerate such, such unreasonable uh, behaviour??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if the thumb drive really doesn't belong to me, why would I make such a big hoo-hah just to get hold of a thumb drive that is not mine and risk being exposed SO EASILY? I am not stupid you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe it. I seriously cannot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thanks to Miss Ang, and Haidee, Liang Hui, and Sandy of course, I managed to get it back. THANKS A LOT, YOU PEOPLE SAVED ME FROM A TERRIBLE FATE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, I swear I am going to label my thumb drive with my name, save at least ten of my photos inside, and keep record of the files and documents it contains in a notebook in case I ever lose my precious again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I wouldn't have to worry about ___ technicians anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114060540850042608?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114060540850042608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114060540850042608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/02/this-is-so-ridiculous.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114060072590119180</id><published>2006-02-21T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T01:42:54.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's unbelievable how unlucky today have been for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I overslept in the morning and was almost late for school. I just couldn't be bothered to open my eyes and get my butt off the bed. So I only woke up at 6.45.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know that you people might be thinking that me waking up late has got nothing to do with luck, but how lazy I am, but it's not everyday I oversleep you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had to listen to this &lt;u&gt;huge&lt;/u&gt; lecture about sleeping early and stop leaving things to the last minute from my dad in the car after that. And the fact that he was running late did not help things out, it only made him angry, and snap at the slightest thing I do wrong. But it's not as if I WANT to sleep late and still have assignments to do at the eleventh hour. I mean, I am one sleep-deprived kid. Can't you tell? I totally look like a panda right now, so tell me you don't believe and I will smack you in the face. There is just too many homework given. Don't believe? Ask anyone in my class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, instead of being able to bat and hit a homerun when we are playing softball during PE, I was hit in the eye by the softball I was supposed to catch. And Valerie was the one who threw the ball so imagine the force. People said that my eye was sort of bigger than the other so I probably looked like this: o.O&lt;br /&gt;And my vision was disrupted after that, I couldn't figure out whoever who might be walking towards me, or read any of the words on the white board. Things are still kind of blurry to me right now. Great huh?&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't even get to bat!! Stupid strikes. Ack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And imagine how I might be feeling when I received my Science paper after lunch and found out that I only just passed? YES.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;u&gt;just passed&lt;/u&gt;. Despite putting in so much effort to study for it the day before. What the hell la. &amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;, I have to get the paper signed by today! What will my father say?? Gosh. &lt;em&gt;I don't even want to think about it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just a few hours ago, I realised that my thumbdrive is missing.&lt;br /&gt;Gone.&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere to be found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my God. My dad is going to kill me!! And my homework! Grahh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it cannot be found in the school computer lab, where I lost it [we had Home Econs there and that was the last time I remember seeing my beloved, dear, most treasured thumbdrive,] I would like to thank Qi Tian, for taking time and effort to help me look for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cannot believe my luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114060072590119180?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114060072590119180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114060072590119180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-unbelievable-how-unlucky-today.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114044219774645116</id><published>2006-02-20T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T05:59:16.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't intend to blog today because I really have quite a lot of things on my hand. I still have to accompany my granny to the hospital later. But don't worry, nothing happened to her, she just wants to visit someone. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just here to post some photos for your viewing pleasure:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/legolas-on-hand-2.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/legolas-on-hand.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I AM TOTALLY CRAZY ABOUT LEGOLAS [ORLANDO BLOOM] NOWWWW! :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/colour-pencils.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Photos of colour pencils - taken by Liang Hui! Hahaha colour pencils were provided by me. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/colour-pencils-3.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/colour-pencils-2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Not bad right! Comparable to those in Gettyimages.com in my opinion. *nods*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/1600/cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/cute.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ain't it the cutest thing you have ever seen?? Hahaha this is a stress ball, and I think it belongs to Lim Min.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3426/1453/200/cute-with-wig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A stress ball on top of another stress ball. LOL. It loves to rock, yo. HAHAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lim Qing, do ask me personally for the photos. I have made these smaller so that they can fit into this thin, thin column.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sigh, I should have made them wider..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114044219774645116?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114044219774645116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114044219774645116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-dont-intend-to-blog-today-because-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114033621139973026</id><published>2006-02-19T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T00:03:31.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tada~! A new layout! Pretty cute huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a very simple one, just how I wanted it to be. And please don't tell me that the columns are too thin, 'cause I like them this way. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two cartoons in my layout are called &lt;u&gt;Potter&lt;/u&gt; puffs, in case you people don't know. They look like the Powerpuff girls, but are actually Harry Potter characters; hence the name. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl riding a broomstick is actually Cho Chang, but I realise that it actually can resemble me too - black, long hair and brown eyes! YAY! So that will be ME! Hahaha even though my eyes aren't that huge..  And the girl with the curly hair at the bottom right hand corner is Hermione! So uberly adorable! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still not very satisfied with it, so I might be making a few changes here and there but I doubt it will be soon. Maybe until all the tests are over and I am more or less free. Yup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment alright! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114033621139973026?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114033621139973026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114033621139973026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/02/tada-new-layout-pretty-cute-huh-its.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114031816179881399</id><published>2006-02-19T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T00:03:50.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm supposed to do this since uh, last month, but I didn't bother to, so here it is now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules: Express your Love for SEVEN and get others to know more about you. :D Copy and Paste the following into your own blog and complete all SEVEN bullets of the SEVEN questions. Then, pick SEVEN people to pass it on! Have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S E V E N things that make me smile:&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter! Movies and books. :D&lt;br /&gt;Lord of the Rings. [Eh, movies only. The book is too thick. Haha]&lt;br /&gt;Cadbury chocolates!&lt;br /&gt;My computer :D&lt;br /&gt;My blog :DD&lt;br /&gt;Mugglenet.com&lt;br /&gt;Shooting stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S E V E N ways to win my heart [right now]:&lt;br /&gt;Finish up my assignments for me. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Get me the One Ring. :D&lt;br /&gt;Buy me loads and loads of Harry Potter merchandise!&lt;br /&gt;Let me meet Daniel Radcliffe in person [with the risk of me falling in love with him! xD]&lt;br /&gt;An ipod for free, no?&lt;br /&gt;Show me you love me. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Uh, just love me. ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S E V E N things I believe in:&lt;br /&gt;Fairytales.&lt;br /&gt;That fact that dreams do come true.&lt;br /&gt;Hope.&lt;br /&gt;Miracles.&lt;br /&gt;I WILL GET TO MEET DANIEL RADCLIFFE SOMEDAY!&lt;br /&gt;World peace and,&lt;br /&gt;That one day, all terrorists will be eilminated. *nods*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S E V E N things I'm afraid of that are just BLAH:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before I list down the following, &lt;b&gt;touchwood&lt;/b&gt; ah!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting some wierd and incurable diseases, BIRD FLU!&lt;br /&gt;Failing in my tests, examinations, assignments.&lt;br /&gt;Terrorist attacks in Singapore :/&lt;br /&gt;People I know dying.&lt;br /&gt;Cockroaches, spiders, &lt;u&gt;lizards&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Dying due to following reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Eaten up by some animals.&lt;br /&gt;- Burnt to death.&lt;br /&gt;- Sliced into pieces [Remember the &lt;em&gt;Huang Na&lt;/em&gt; case??]&lt;br /&gt;- Blasted into bits and pieces. x/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S E V E N things I do everyday:&lt;br /&gt;Breathe.&lt;br /&gt;Sleep!&lt;br /&gt;Talk.&lt;br /&gt;Eat.&lt;br /&gt;Move.&lt;br /&gt;Bathe.&lt;br /&gt;Yawn xO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S E V E N people I want to see right now:&lt;br /&gt;THE ENTIRE GANG! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S E V E N people whom I chose to do this:&lt;br /&gt;Haidee&lt;br /&gt;Sandy&lt;br /&gt;Liang Hui&lt;br /&gt;Eileen :D&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan&lt;br /&gt;Serena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, apparently the person who came up with this questionaire thing, likes the number 7 huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114031816179881399?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114031816179881399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114031816179881399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-supposed-to-do-this-since-uh-last.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114031591081346574</id><published>2006-02-18T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T18:28:06.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a slacky day. :D I woke up at 9, maple-d till 12, before meeting Liu Chang at the Entertainment Centre. I seriously like to tell Liu Chang :"Enough already!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it's so depressing for me to walk side by side with her. I am at least 15cm shorter than her okay. Poot. Some people are just so lucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had lunch at Mac D's! And Liu Chang was laughing at me all the time thoughout the meal because I made a total mess out of the burger and the tray. I didn't know what was wrong with me today, but I couldn't eat properly. Yes, the cabbages with the sauce were all over the tray, and as I was trying to clean up the mess, the tissue got some stains of chilli sauce which were all over my cup of coke by the time I finished because I didn't realise that stains were coming in contact with it. Hmph. But it was not intentional eh! Fancy her laughing so loudly. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end we got the 2 o'clock show - with middle seats somewhere at the back. And we went in 10 minutes before the show was due to start. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; &amp;amp; &amp;. I Not Stupid Too is just so incredible! I was crying my eyes out throughout the movie la! Everyone in the theatre was [even &lt;u&gt;boys&lt;/u&gt; okay] - it was &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;sad. Hahaha Jack Neo really outdid himself eh. You people must go and watch it while it is still on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you people must take note that my command of the English language is not doing justice to the movie. :D It's a must-watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is still playing in my head! Gak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah! Hsiang Wei just complained to me that he thinks it's unfair how the management of Entertainment Centre closed down the arcade just like that *snaps fingers*. LOL. And what he has so many fond memories there and feels attached to it. HAHAHAHA attached to an arcade! Loser him. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And CHOONY! How come you protect your blog with a password?! Now all I get when I click on your blog is SJI's website. Pao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have found &lt;a href="http://www.mugglenet.com/viewer/?image_location=ootp/lunalovegood_lynch.jpg"&gt;Luna Lovegood&lt;/a&gt;! :D Quite pretty eh! Go see, go see!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114031591081346574?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114031591081346574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114031591081346574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-slacky-day.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114025520669570499</id><published>2006-02-17T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T17:21:54.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everything is turning out wrong for me. Everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First it was OM, followed by my Geography test, then training and now??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Wierd how something as minor as this can cause me so much distress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is it did, and it isn't all that surprising, is it? What with the homework and the assignments and the examinations and the constant nagging-s?&lt;br /&gt;How am I even suppose to handle everything in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am only human you know. I am not superwoman for Pete's sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I am going to watch I Not Stupid Too tomorrow! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114025520669570499?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114025520669570499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114025520669570499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/02/everything-is-turning-out-wrong-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114016419186606113</id><published>2006-02-16T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T01:21:04.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MAN. Training was TOUGH today. I am totally dead now. It's like striding 12x100m may not be much to you, but it is HELL LOT to me. My legs are jelly now! Grahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just die? o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School ain't good too. Got back Geography test and I am disappointed! So are my parents! How is it there is &lt;u&gt;a thing&lt;/u&gt; in this world that I can excel in??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and Liang Hui had a performance in the morning today, so she wasn't around during lessons that were before lunch! I was all alone!! I never knew I could miss her so much la! I was so BOREDDDDD, that I sat in her seat so that there were Yushi and Cheryl to keep me company! Hahahah and thanks Yushi for lending me your purple pen to write my angel letter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I finally replied Shi Ya. I know I am a bad angel but I wrote two full pages to make up to her okay! And I promise that I will reply her at least once every two days. I am so nice.  ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad that it is already Thursday! Just one more day and I get to rest! ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've got to HANG IN THERE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114016419186606113?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114016419186606113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114016419186606113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/02/man.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15633909.post-114000153723752299</id><published>2006-02-15T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T02:44:23.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah, it feels so good to have a short little nap every now and then, I realised. You feel so refreshed after the rest that you have the sudden urge to finish all the homework that you have had at hand. And that is telling something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is just the normal today, no extraordinary things happened so nothing really worth mentioning.There are no excitement in my life whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that I feel there is a need to mention in this post is that I can no longer stand the vending machines in my school. Seriously. You have no idea how pissed I am at not one, but three of the vending machines that I frequent so often. So far, they have cheated me, in total, three dollars since last week and that is a lot because that means that also I have to pay another three dollars for the things that I wanted to buy right from the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIX DOLLARS IS A LOT OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But too bad I can't complain, because I have got no proof!! Poot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15633909-114000153723752299?l=adolescence-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114000153723752299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15633909/posts/default/114000153723752299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adolescence-.blogspot.com/2006/02/ah-it-feels-so-good-to-have-short.html' title=''/><author><name>lil-allyssa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17829034024600072963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
