<?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-27983038</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:07:20.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ME (:</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>116</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-9047444698807297967</id><published>2009-01-29T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T23:04:32.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moved</title><content type='html'>In case you missed the little link on the welcome page, I've &lt;a href="http://alllergy.livejournal.com/"&gt;MOVED. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-9047444698807297967?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/9047444698807297967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=9047444698807297967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/9047444698807297967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/9047444698807297967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2009/01/moved.html' title='Moved'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-8684572853810678301</id><published>2008-12-31T16:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T18:29:38.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shizz, yet another year gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are actually 2 unposted posts before this which i haven't completed but since i don't have much time before 2008 ends, my trip post of epic proportions will have to wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So it's the end of another year again. Sigh, I really liked 2008 a lot. Really. Gonna miss it very much. Sure, it's been a year of many ups and downs (in fact, now that i filter through my memory, a lot of downs) but they're all over and i'm still sitting here a happy person. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A few days ago, i started my annual big cleanup of my room and when I say big, I mean BIG. Like, my room pretty much resembled World War 2 while I was digging everything out, sorting and putting everything back. While going through my stuff, I came across some very interesting things which i forgot i ever had/wrote. Because I am a hoarder through and through, my room is like a giant time capsule. I found my sec 2 lit notes and realized how fun lit used to be to me. Romeo and Juliet was incredible and I actually feel like reading To Kill a Mockingbird again. How things have changed though. Lit is so not on my favourite subjects list anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then there are the essays I used to write. Hahahaha they were hilarious! It's quite hard to imagine how i actually managed to churn out such cheesy stuff. I think i can apply to be a scriptwriter at Mediacorp. (Speaking of Mediacorp, i just watched the last episode of The Little Nyonya on Mobtv, not that i actually followed the whole show. Hahaha my whole family laughed like shit when we saw the second last scene. Not going to spoil though. :D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And there were the clay stuff we made in Sec 2. There's this sculpture thing which we had to make by basing our design on a famous sculpture and modifying it ourselves and the whole class was laughing at mine because they thought it looked like the Ribena mascot. Going further down the timeline, I found my Sec 1 notes, and the reflections i wrote for stuff like CLE. HAHAHAHA I think i almost laughed my teeth out. And thinking of the things i used to do then makes me feel like a complete baby. They were so horribly lame, it hurts thinking about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Going even further down, my primary school work. Especially my tuition work, where you are allowed to express your creativity and work your imagination by writing about things you're forbidden to write about in school. Eg. UFOs, aliens, running houses, weird creatures etc. So yeah, in my folder lay "news reports" about houses which grew legs and cowboys who robbed banks. Plus an essay which i really wanted to share but i can't be bothered to upload the photo now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The oldest artefact i uncovered was a photo though, of me in kindergarten. My my, one of the most vivid memories i have of it. The photo was taken for this skit thing we did during kindergarten graduation. I was supposed to be the red butterfly in the skit so yeah, you can just imagine how i look like in the photo. How i got the role is another long and embarrassing story so i'll just skip it. God forbid i write anymore long and boring stories here. Honestly, i get bored reading my own blog sometimes. But it's good to have a record of your life just in case your memory fails you someday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So i cleaned and cleaned and worked my ass off for many many days. It wasn't all smiles though, some things just don't change with time. Like, my fear for creepy crawlies. I was just removing books from a shelf when this lizard FLEW out at me. Being me, i screamed and threw the book and the lizard scrambled somewhere. Still being me, i got my father and brother to come catch it but they couldn't and decided it had left my room when i was HUNDRED PERCENT SURE it was still here. And then, still, still being me, i got frustrated at the thought that i couldn't control the stupid lizard and get it out and that it will continue staying in my room and touching my stuff and that i could do nothing, i sat down in the middle of all the mess and cried for half an hour. How embarrassing, i haven't changed a bit in this aspect from the day i was born.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Time moves and humans change (in some ways at least) and i guess all i can say right now is, I'm glad about all that has happened to me. I didn't manage to write a graduation post so i'll make up for it now. (Technically though, today is the last day I'll be a rgs girl, not 31 oct when i graduated so it's kinda appropriate.) I'm really happy to have had the chance to be a rgs girl. It's been an experience like no other and i'm absolutely sure i would not have had as much joy or become who i am today if i had chosen any other school. I am sincerely thankful for all that rgs has given me and grateful to all the people i have met. Thank you all very very much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To 409, my fabulous class, our last year together has been amazing. I think we really became closer this year and working together for all the class events was very fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To the classchairs, RX JW and Fiona, you all have done a wonderful job. I honestly do think that all the success we had this year would not have been possible at all without the efforts of the three of you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To the group of people who can never meet on time (i am guilty too, to be honest, but only once), thanks for all the stupid and non-stupid stuff we do together and all the fun we derive from it. And yeah, just for being friends. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To the team, it hasn't been the easiest time staying in RGGym but i'm really glad i did. You all are very special, not to mention crazy, people and like i said months ago in my post gym comp post, i'm really going to miss you all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To Claire, well, my thank you to you always seems to be long (especially in my Just-In-Case-Of-Anything Goodbye note which i wrote before leaving for Japan but more on that later) so i'll keep it short here. Thank you thank you thank you for being such a great friend and person to talk to. My wish for us in 2009 is to be able to decided where to eat when we're out in less than 10 minutes. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To my dear family, well, um, sorry for being nasty when i am which actually is pretty often because life gets hard but i do love you all very very much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To my darling cat Zack, although I don't know where you are anymore or even if you're still alive, I pray you are well and still hope that you'll come back one day. You were the bestest cat ever with one hell of a personality. Love you sososo much, please come back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To my turtle (because i don't give him/her the same amount as attention as i give Zack), even if your name is too embarrassing to write here (my fault actually, cuz i gave you that name), i love you too and wish i could release you without causing you to die. I promise i will continue thinking of ways to make your life better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To Cheryl, thanks for everything you've done for my family and I these few years and hope you have a safe delivery! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To RX again, thanks for being my first fellow Arashi fangirl and one of the best people to fangirl to. I still wish we could have met up in Japan and gone crazy in Takeshita-dori together. Hope we'll still squeal to each other next year whenever we read or watch something new about them! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And to the rest of the people whom I haven't thanked yet, well, thank you. For everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That must be the longest thanks i have ever given. Even longer than my Just-In-Case-Of-Anything Goodbye note which i wrote before leaving for Japan. Yeah, once again, embarrassing but i am really scared of flying and in case anything happened (touchwood), I didn't want to leave without any last words.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But seriously, i think i have a lot to be thankful about this past year. May the next year be just as good or even better. I will welcome you with open arms, 2009. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-8684572853810678301?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8684572853810678301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=8684572853810678301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/8684572853810678301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/8684572853810678301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/shizz-yet-another-year-gone.html' title='Shizz, yet another year gone'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-5519952829260645672</id><published>2008-10-30T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T22:07:02.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Day</title><content type='html'>This is it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow, I graduate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a feeling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-5519952829260645672?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5519952829260645672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=5519952829260645672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/5519952829260645672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/5519952829260645672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/last-day.html' title='The Last Day'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-3528741665692412956</id><published>2008-10-28T20:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T20:05:28.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 days is not enough</title><content type='html'>It just hit me that i'm not ready for school to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ridiculous, i know, but it just doesn't feel like it's time yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days is not enough to do all that i want to do before i leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And i haven't even cleared out that locker of mine in which a lizard resided. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-3528741665692412956?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3528741665692412956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=3528741665692412956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/3528741665692412956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/3528741665692412956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/3-days-is-not-enough.html' title='3 days is not enough'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-3954287834695464710</id><published>2008-10-28T19:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T19:50:58.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HSM 3</title><content type='html'>Yay High School Musical 3. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit even i thought there were some cheesy parts in the movie but on the whole, really worth a watch. And new songs! Personal favourites right now are "Can I Have This Dance", "A Night to Remember", and "The Boys are Back". That list will probably become much longer after I listen to all the songs over and over again. Heh. Yes, HSM songs are addictive as usual. Can't wait till we all know the lyrics and start singing them spontaneously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, graduation's in three days and it feels really sudden. Like, after 4 years I have just 3 days left? Unbelievable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-3954287834695464710?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3954287834695464710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=3954287834695464710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/3954287834695464710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/3954287834695464710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/hsm-3.html' title='HSM 3'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-4659403238405453116</id><published>2008-10-08T22:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T22:41:08.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why can't I laugh?</title><content type='html'>My dad just told me not to laugh when i'm watching my videos because it sounds like i'm going crazy. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT, that's not the main point of this post. Well, in fact, this post hardly has a point at all. It's just a nice little update after what? A few postless months? Actually, what triggered this post was reading the blog of someone and realising how erm, lame blogposts can get and how much i wish my posts don't sound like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life's been good :D It's slacker heaven, compared to the brothers of which one's facing A levels and the other year ends. Math tests officially closed with the last paper today and right now, all we gotta do is devote our time to Chinese! (wowee, cheng yu wan sui.) Papers are slowly trickling back to us these two weeks and i guess it isn't too bad. Only slightly annoying when your register number is right at bottom of the list and you have to wait nerve-grappingly at the end of the class watching the papers being passed back from hand to hand for what seems like eternity when all you want to do is grab your paper and receive the verdict. Yeah. At least my surname doesn't go by hanyupinyin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm, options. I got all my choices but I'd say not all are what I expected. Then again, i'm so late with this post that it doesn't really matter anymore since options are ending in like, a week? The timetables were astounding though. I had like 4 hours free in a row before physics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The PITA (Pain In The Ass) shopping for FAM - as put by Guiqi. Haha, only 1 month to go! Time sure flies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teacher's Day Perf: Once again, extremely belated but it was awesome. I'm kinda only referring to the gym part btw. They managed to do everything even when the rain was coming down and making the mats slippery. Well done guys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BBQ: Eh heh, so interesting and fun. Someone organise again! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bingo is an amazingly fun game when you play with interesting topics instead of boring numbers. It's also completely addictive when it's Harry Potter Bingo. You definitely need to try it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Netcarn's approaching, 3 days! :D V exciting, i think we're much better this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I seem to be very disorganised and incoherent right now. Eheh, too much laughing i suppose.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anw, now that i have one less subject to worry about, i can work on my ever growing list of things to do! Yay :) There are so many things i want to do and you'd be surprised at some of them. Well well, let's just wait and see how my little projects turn out, shall we? heh, they're secret! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This post has been completely inane and i can't stand reading it anymore. Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-4659403238405453116?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4659403238405453116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=4659403238405453116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/4659403238405453116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/4659403238405453116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-cant-i-laugh.html' title='Why can&apos;t I laugh?'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-1545679031478958695</id><published>2008-09-15T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:05:30.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arashi!</title><content type='html'>Happy 9th Anniversary, Arashi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am completely taken with Arashi starting nicely one day before their 9th anniversary. Love you loads, Arashi and mostly, MATSUJUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;150908&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-1545679031478958695?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1545679031478958695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=1545679031478958695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/1545679031478958695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/1545679031478958695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/09/arashi.html' title='Arashi!'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-1525288550418793121</id><published>2008-07-19T14:21:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T15:44:18.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all over</title><content type='html'>So. Gym comp 08 is over. It's a feeling of liberation as well as a feeling of loss at the same time. When i went to sleep, or more like tried to sleep, on tuesday night, i wished wednesday would never come. Because wednesday meant that comp would arrive, and comp would be over. And once comp was over, well, i guess it meant that my time in rgartgym would be drawing to a close too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, wednesday did arrive. C compulsory in the morning, B optional in the afternoon. I am very very very proud of all of you. C Div, you all were awesome, especially on the floor. I will remember to treat you all to slurpies. :D Brilliant job too, other members of the B Div. Your routines were spectacular, can't really say the same for my performance though. Gym Dinner 08 was at Han's Novena and i swear, near the end, everyone went crazy brewing disgusting concoctions and taking pictures. Performances were vv sweet, i think i would have cried if not for all the puns and funny stuff woven in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SIGPiit1coI/AAAAAAAAAlM/PrJZ4WKgkBc/s1600-h/IMG_0312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SIGPiit1coI/AAAAAAAAAlM/PrJZ4WKgkBc/s320/IMG_0312.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224614866323862146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SIGPjFUAnWI/AAAAAAAAAlU/GzEuQsCGT2U/s1600-h/IMG_0313.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us and Jean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SIGPjFUAnWI/AAAAAAAAAlU/GzEuQsCGT2U/s1600-h/IMG_0313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SIGPjFUAnWI/AAAAAAAAAlU/GzEuQsCGT2U/s320/IMG_0313.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224614875610783074" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumpshot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SIGQXyJqTuI/AAAAAAAAAmE/BsNNZtOdaZQ/s1600-h/IMG_0314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SIGQXyJqTuI/AAAAAAAAAmE/BsNNZtOdaZQ/s320/IMG_0314.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224615781000171234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juniors who brew weird stuff and dump it on their seniors' table in an attempt to make us look like the immature ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SIGQFOrivJI/AAAAAAAAAl0/ZjZeTvd-Zyk/s1600-h/IMG_0330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SIGQFOrivJI/AAAAAAAAAl0/ZjZeTvd-Zyk/s320/IMG_0330.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224615462240959634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SIGTRTxu4YI/AAAAAAAAAmc/DXZB373mBP0/s1600-h/DSC00746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SIGTRTxu4YI/AAAAAAAAAmc/DXZB373mBP0/s320/DSC00746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224618968302412162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The WSWSPG, White Sony ericsson Walkman Sliding Phones Group! Phones from left to right: Nazyra's, Wan Ting's, Claire's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SIGPjfuOZgI/AAAAAAAAAlc/2Pj_pOUtPWI/s1600-h/IMG_0327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SIGPjfuOZgI/AAAAAAAAAlc/2Pj_pOUtPWI/s320/IMG_0327.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224614882700060162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Jumpshot. We jumped, and shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SIGPjtWa4KI/AAAAAAAAAlk/4lGwmZ3DBEA/s1600-h/IMG_0328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SIGPjtWa4KI/AAAAAAAAAlk/4lGwmZ3DBEA/s320/IMG_0328.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224614886358311074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Batch 08 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SIGQ9NMqjtI/AAAAAAAAAmU/Vx-KapINNs0/s1600-h/IMG_0310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SIGQ9NMqjtI/AAAAAAAAAmU/Vx-KapINNs0/s320/IMG_0310.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224616423915687634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RG ARTGYM 08 ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very very much rgartgym 08. You all have given me so much support and encouragement, and i really appreciate it. No other gym team is like you all, all fun and excitable. :D I'm going to miss trainings with everyone and just spending time with you all. And all your very punny performances throughout the year. I'm glad i chose rg gym back in sec 1, it's been an unforgettable 4 years. So once again, THANK YOU. Love you all muchly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SIGQYNIyZuI/AAAAAAAAAmM/fe4KqOkbE8c/s1600-h/IMG_0317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SIGQYNIyZuI/AAAAAAAAAmM/fe4KqOkbE8c/s320/IMG_0317.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224615788244264674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, there is one person i'm going to thank specially. Thank you so much for everything. I won't ever forget all you've done for me, especially during comp. You've really been the greatest friend anyone could have. Okay, you know what i mean. Love you lots. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, bonus section today: tag replies. Because i've been such a lazy person who doesn't reply tags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl: Thanks and linked :)&lt;br /&gt;Kelly: Thanks too but nah, my floor routine was quite screwed. haha&lt;br /&gt;Claire: Talk about yourself man. :D&lt;br /&gt;Felicia: Thanks, you did well too!&lt;br /&gt;Lydia: haha, thanks, but it was really just luck.&lt;br /&gt;Eunice Goh: TY!&lt;br /&gt;Karen: Thanks and yes, twilight rocks. can't wait for breaking dawn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it then, what an unforgettable week it's been.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-1525288550418793121?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1525288550418793121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=1525288550418793121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/1525288550418793121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/1525288550418793121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-all-over.html' title='It&apos;s all over'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SIGPiit1coI/AAAAAAAAAlM/PrJZ4WKgkBc/s72-c/IMG_0312.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-6269200922282313276</id><published>2008-07-15T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T22:58:42.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13 Hours</title><content type='html'>It is 13 hours to comp and i'm going to sleep soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few hours i have been shivering. Yes, shivering. I am such a good example for the team, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will all turn out fine, it will all turn out fine. I pray that it will all turn out fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAFFLES ARTISTIC GYMNASTICS FTW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, team.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-6269200922282313276?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6269200922282313276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=6269200922282313276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/6269200922282313276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/6269200922282313276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/07/13-hours.html' title='13 Hours'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-2286234382969187978</id><published>2008-07-11T22:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T22:33:04.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like Sunshine :)</title><content type='html'>Like Sunshine, choir concert 08 was yesterday. Went with claire and was there with 409 ppl. It was very good. And guiqi's skirt was priceless. Check out the length of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SHdsZSwFAuI/AAAAAAAAAkk/rANzhrRKjoU/s1600-h/IMG_0275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SHdsZSwFAuI/AAAAAAAAAkk/rANzhrRKjoU/s320/IMG_0275.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221761474745402082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SHdsa0S3nOI/AAAAAAAAAks/WghaI-pC4Wk/s1600-h/IMG_0278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SHdsa0S3nOI/AAAAAAAAAks/WghaI-pC4Wk/s320/IMG_0278.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221761500929563874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great job carol and guiqi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SHdsbzHt_RI/AAAAAAAAAk0/Uj4aQqKi4KA/s1600-h/IMG_0250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SHdsbzHt_RI/AAAAAAAAAk0/Uj4aQqKi4KA/s320/IMG_0250.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221761517794229522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, stripes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SHdsckA42rI/AAAAAAAAAk8/jRnqqSfAiDI/s1600-h/IMG_0282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SHdsckA42rI/AAAAAAAAAk8/jRnqqSfAiDI/s320/IMG_0282.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221761530918918834" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bento nazyra made for me! It's super adorable and very pink :D Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comp's in 5 days. I get the feeling it's affecting me more and more. Okay, scrap that, i'm tremendously freaked by it. It's way too soon and i hardly feel prepared. Bloody kip. Please please please please please just let us get through this. We'll do our best and walk away feeling like we're at the top of the world and nothing can get us down. Let's do this. 5 days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-2286234382969187978?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2286234382969187978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=2286234382969187978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/2286234382969187978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/2286234382969187978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/07/like-sunshine.html' title='Like Sunshine :)'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SHdsZSwFAuI/AAAAAAAAAkk/rANzhrRKjoU/s72-c/IMG_0275.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-471674666932728887</id><published>2008-07-06T18:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T18:48:38.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Days</title><content type='html'>Life's always like that. The worst things come together and hit you at the same time when you least expect it. And every single time you'll be unprepared for it. But it'll make you realise a few things you never knew. So yeah, may the next 10 days be the best they can, for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a totally separate note, i finished eclipse yesterday and the twilight series is definitely one of my top ten titles. It's a little like a very long and developed piece of fanfiction, agreed, but it's very sweet. It's such an addictive read, really. Can't wait for Breaking Dawn to be out :D The book reading thing has gotten to me, i think i'll be looking for titles to borrow, or collect, now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck everyone, with the hundred and one pts hanging over our heads, waiting to crush us one by one. Personally, i hate the ss one the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And good luck team, we'll pull through. :) I know we will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-471674666932728887?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/471674666932728887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=471674666932728887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/471674666932728887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/471674666932728887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/07/10-days.html' title='10 Days'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-3583620218655075815</id><published>2008-06-22T16:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T17:06:25.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How fast</title><content type='html'>Back to school once more, it's amazing how short the holidays felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, chooyenlin and i spent like a lot of the last week of holidays on harry potter. Can't believe that we were discussing harry potter at 12.30 am in the morning. Harry potter trivia is fun. Harry potter fanfic is funner. :D But nothing beats the books, really. Pity my book 4 is termite infested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was angklung concert. haha, jw's very energetic and slightly eccentric conductor. and the girl from bandung who kept spinning her double bass. Well, great job, jw :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math is getting complicated. Like half equations and fleming's right hand rule. And the horror of once again realizing that my chinese is so bad, i actually want an A for the one and only O-level i'm taking! Pfft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-3583620218655075815?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3583620218655075815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=3583620218655075815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/3583620218655075815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/3583620218655075815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-fast.html' title='How fast'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-4135721072797920011</id><published>2008-06-04T21:17:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T22:10:59.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's juneee</title><content type='html'>I am very bored. Taken to surfing wikipedia kind of bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it's not like i have nothing i want to do. It's just that i feel bad about not working and yet can't bring myself to work. And to reduce my guilt, i take to not enjoying myself while not working. Life's full of such annoying situations. I need willllllpowerrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, i remember wanting to post in remembrance of my big cleanup day! :D I am very proud to announce that I CLEANED MY ROOM (even if it took me the whole day). And that is a very enormous feat for me. Behold the befores and afters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SEagpU_TQvI/AAAAAAAAAkU/asiiCkwARIc/s1600-h/Shelf+BA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SEagpU_TQvI/AAAAAAAAAkU/asiiCkwARIc/s320/Shelf+BA.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208026650969850610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SEagfd1oDXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/F_2KHdTd7qk/s1600-h/Desk+BA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SEagfd1oDXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/F_2KHdTd7qk/s320/Desk+BA.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208026481546497394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SEagflQWuQI/AAAAAAAAAkM/7NZEKN4bTaE/s1600-h/Corner+BA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SEagflQWuQI/AAAAAAAAAkM/7NZEKN4bTaE/s320/Corner+BA.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208026483537656066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SEahIisdUTI/AAAAAAAAAkc/wKUcoEq7C2Y/s1600-h/IMG_0089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SEahIisdUTI/AAAAAAAAAkc/wKUcoEq7C2Y/s320/IMG_0089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208027187224858930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this, my pride and joy, my greatest accomplishment of the day, I SEPARATED MY USED PAPER! :D haha, isn't it amazing how i can derive self-satisfaction from the littlest things in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, i can keep up being neat for a while more. But honestly, everyone needs a little mess, with the exception of chooyenlin. Mess makes me feel at ease. :) It's like, knowing that you don't have to be perfect in every single aspect of your life. That you don't have to meet up to standards in at least one place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun, everyone! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-4135721072797920011?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4135721072797920011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=4135721072797920011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/4135721072797920011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/4135721072797920011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-juneee.html' title='It&apos;s juneee'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/SEagpU_TQvI/AAAAAAAAAkU/asiiCkwARIc/s72-c/Shelf+BA.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-2072308551717585094</id><published>2008-05-18T23:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T23:40:08.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not just another day</title><content type='html'>Wow wow wow. You'd think that after years and years of celebrating the same thing on the same day one would get tired and bored but hey, i still love birthdays :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much to everyone who wished me, i'm really really happy to get your smses! :) love you all. And yenyee and guiqi, who planned a surprise for me. Keyword is "planned". Hahahaha, it was well thought out but erm, heh, not so well executed. They tried to leave me a clue outside the esplanade toilet to lead me to the roof terrace. But limyenyee couldn't find the clue while i was in the cubicle, lewguiqi held the wrong side of the door while trying to stall me from getting out of the cubicle and she ended up telling me the plan and explaining what was going on to me. But i loved the "surprise", you two! :D yay yay yay. I had a lot of fun today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sixteeeeennnn. gotta enjoy it while i can! :D I feel sort of old now. heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-2072308551717585094?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2072308551717585094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=2072308551717585094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/2072308551717585094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/2072308551717585094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/05/not-just-another-day_18.html' title='Not just another day'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-8691793662794430160</id><published>2008-05-15T20:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T21:07:21.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drown your sorrows</title><content type='html'>MYAs have been, to sum it up in one word, depressing. And i don't think i have recovered from them yet. All weekend and this week i've been wallowing in self pity and well, just sitting around feeling like crap and thinking "What am i going to do now?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i'll just give myself a little more time to drown my sorrows and continue living in this "floating around" state. Yeah, so presenting, drowning sorrows the wan ting way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Binge. Eat when you're depressed, just don't overdo it. Eat all sorts of stuff, curry rice, milk pocky, kiwi fruits, whatever. At least you work your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Watch 20 episodes of anime in one day. That's a lot considering i've watched them more than twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Read 40 chapters of ouran straight. Okay, this is only part drowning sorrows, I do love reading ouran! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Sit silently by yourself somewhere and cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After doing all that, it'll be time to get my ass out of the deep hole i've fallen into and try to get out. But for now, maybe i'll just let myself wallow a little while more before i move on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-8691793662794430160?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8691793662794430160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=8691793662794430160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/8691793662794430160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/8691793662794430160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/05/drown-your-sorrows.html' title='Drown your sorrows'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-1750956273749440405</id><published>2008-05-04T17:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T23:57:12.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Return of the Tim Tams</title><content type='html'>I remember during EYAs last year, my dad kept the fridge stocked with Tim Tams. Coincidentally, or not, the same thing's happening again! But i apply self control and have so far only eaten 2 of those fat content-wise offending little biscuits. yay :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS was erm, well, the usual no one knows what is correct kind of paper. Chinese's still the same, except for the fact that 1 80 word summary is worth the same amount of marks as 1 2 sided and more ying yong wen. How motivational. English essay, haha, quite fun to write actually. Only that competition is damn fierce cuz i think almost everyone wrote Qn 3. I thought my example about shark's fin was good okay! Don't laugh at it! :) Geog was wow, first time taking exam in the hall, v v exciting. So many people scribbling furiously away non-stop for one and a half hours. If i was the teacher marking standing there, i would feel totally overwhelmed. Imagine all the scripts you'd have to mark, all in the process of formation! Physics MYA should be entertaining, especially if the first question is on fleming's left hand rule. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 5 more days and 5 more papers to the end! CAN'T WAIT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-1750956273749440405?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1750956273749440405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=1750956273749440405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/1750956273749440405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/1750956273749440405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/05/return-of-tim-tams.html' title='Return of the Tim Tams'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-3285977068669993611</id><published>2008-04-27T20:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T20:22:01.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MYA MYA</title><content type='html'>Once again, the MYAs are looming over us and omggg can't wait for them to be over! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying's not all that bad, you learn stuff, feel smart but yeah, people need breaks. anddd it's 12 days to the end of MYAs! That's less than 2 weeks! yay. gogogo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things i want to do when MYAs are over:&lt;br /&gt;1. Go out. sat night dinner out made me realize how long i've not been out. I have no life.&lt;br /&gt;2. Play this really old computer game which we found. It's so old, it was made for a windows 95.&lt;br /&gt;3. Tidy up my computer files, make backup copies and the works. Three years i haven't organized my docs, it's about time, really.&lt;a href="javascript:void(0)" tabindex="10" onclick="return false;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Go shopping. Duh.&lt;br /&gt;5. Watch a lot of tv. I really have no life, huh? :D&lt;br /&gt;6. Exercise, play more squash etc.&lt;br /&gt;7. Go for training. I can't believe i'm saying that but yeah, training's actually pretty fun right now, cuz teo's stepping in.&lt;br /&gt;8. CLASS OUTING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and many more things which i haven't really thought about yet cuz well, there's still exams to deal with. My dad stopped/excused me from going to my grandma's house tonight because he thinks i shld use the time to study industriously in a quiet environment at home. So yep, guess i'll do just that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER i finish blogging, that is. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh guess what, Conceptual Physics is actually a really good book. It gets me interested in physics when i feel like thrashing all my physics notes. It's not very good as a textbook, but hey, it works for me. :) I hereby announce it as "The book to read when you're feeling damn shitty about physics"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math math math, i love differentiation. not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck for exams, everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chooyen: omg my computer damn hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me: haha. introduce us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 128);font-family:Georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-3285977068669993611?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3285977068669993611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=3285977068669993611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/3285977068669993611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/3285977068669993611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/mya-mya.html' title='MYA MYA'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-6022901340253342762</id><published>2008-04-23T22:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T22:45:46.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Understand?</title><content type='html'>After having so many teachers who are just teachers, you come to realize how unbelievably lucky you are to have teachers who actually care. Like Jeremy Wong and Dr Sakhar. and Teo. :) It just feels so different when you know that to them, the people matter more than the things they achieve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really upset that mr jeremy left, but i hope he gets the job he wants. And Dr Sakhar. I actually felt disappointed in myself when i got back my lit sa not because i did like shit but because you could feel the disappointment in him and how he takes how we did personally. Plus his speech about how the students matter the most. It's enough to make a person cry. Then there's teo, who understands what you're thinking and how you're feeling. He won't push you if he know you can't but he'll help you do what you can. Teo always makes me feel so positive about gym when i'm getting sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so rare to meet people who understand. and that makes it all the more sadder when you disappoint them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-6022901340253342762?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6022901340253342762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=6022901340253342762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/6022901340253342762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/6022901340253342762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/understand.html' title='Understand?'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-1530571482645030636</id><published>2008-04-20T21:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T21:44:13.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only a week</title><content type='html'>I realized everytime i post, i write a lot. because i haven't blogged for a long while and many things have happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's been ORA, which was small-scaled but quite fun. I like the dunking machine :D OM where all the teams were so so good, we are so much better than all the other schools really. And some people are just so biased. Yenlin chowyue and i went to support OM together and haha, every time chowyue and i are tgt stupid things happen. Stupid but funny. anw, great job ommers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday 12 Apr was a school declared holiday cuz of good A level results but like all the industrial people we are, we still go back to school. Or maybe it's cuz RS presentations were on the following day. I went for Masquerade rehearsal for most of the time though. And limyenyee saved my life by appearing with a whole wallet of coins in the canteen where only the vending machines are working. Had lunch at plaza sing with claire and nazyra and i have been declared the slowest and weirdest eater who likes to dust the salt off her fries because they taste better that way. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tues - CmPS presentation. Thank goodness that switched the teachers judging. Didn't go too badly in my opinion. Baked oh-so-cute cupcakes and cookies in oh-so-cute cupcake cases at night as souvenirs for the tramp team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed - Physics SPA and tramp comp. I cannot believe i dropped the stupid ammeter while panicking. Stupid stupid stupid. But rushed off to support tramp comp afterwards so yeah. I'm really really proud of you trampers! Could tell you all really enjoyed yourselves up there. Like Fiona was grinning so widely. haha. yay, Bdiv 2nd! great job, everyone, keep it up next year even though the judges may be imbecilic morons. Gym dinner at KAP Macs was quite amusing. Made quite a lot of noise though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs - Masquerade item prac during training. heh, vv fun cuz we digress and drift off halfway to take pictures. And i ran out after nazyra in socks cuz she forgot to take along sth. All the way to henry park gate okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri - NATURE WEEK PERF DAY! omg, i'm so proud of you, 409! I spent the morning doing the costumes for the characters while talking to claire. i particularly liked the balloon noses and squidstye's tentacles which are actually stockings stuffed with newspaper. Ingenious, no? It's so exciting being part of this whole thing and i'm really thankful to all who put in so much effort in our performance. The brilliant scriptwriters, the actresses, the background rappers, prop makers, EVERYONE. So so so proud of you 409, for coming together :D Love you all muchly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masquerade day 1 after school. AND CLAIRE'S BIRTHDAY! yay, happy birthday girl! be good now ;D we got her a cake and this locket thingum which we hid in tons of raspberry jelly so she had to earn it by eating. Our performance was quite good, hopefully, don't think we screwed up majorly. oh, and we didn't remove our hair cuz it was too much of a hassle to tie it again on saturday. Lots of people thought our masks were cool! yay, but quite uncomfortable since it hardens up. The rhythmic items were fab, flex and flowy and all. I was kinda rejecting the whole performing thing at the start but hey, thinking of it now, i wouldn't really mind going through the whole thing again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annnndddddd it's sunday night and the weekend where i hardly did any work at all is ending. I find it quite sad actually, to think that most of my life has been defined by how much work i have done. And that i can't slack without feeling guilty afterwards. Like how i am feeling right now at 9.40 pm blogging even though i have not done chinese compre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, the past week has been terribly busy and packed and late nights but hey, i loved every moment of it. It was really a week of almost everything in my life. School, 409, gym, CmPS, friends and all. To put it in 4 words,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; it was the love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS (Photos later on!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-1530571482645030636?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1530571482645030636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=1530571482645030636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/1530571482645030636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/1530571482645030636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/only-week.html' title='Only a week'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-8882096752013001888</id><published>2008-04-10T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T21:08:20.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My cat hates me</title><content type='html'>Yeah, my cat hates me. But i love it all the same :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was mr jeremy's last lesson with us and i'll miss him. haha, he's so amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;409 got in for nature week! congrats and great job to those who did the radio play. I'll do my best to help for the perf! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should honestly be doing the expected-to-be-completely-crap-or-it-won't-be-an-FA SS FA now but whatever, it's expected to be crap anyway. I have no idea how mr chew finds those loopholes in arguments. I can never do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golf is quite, achy. for the hands. and i suck at it, can't get the ball to fly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tramp comp is next week. CmPS presentation is next week. Gym concert is also next week. Physics SPA is also also next week. And a lot of other things are also on next week. I so love next week. Okay, SSFA SSFA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Why is this happening? Can you please just tell me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-8882096752013001888?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8882096752013001888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=8882096752013001888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/8882096752013001888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/8882096752013001888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-cat-hates-me.html' title='My cat hates me'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-5624211387528154202</id><published>2008-04-06T09:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T11:03:25.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports Fest 08 and Zack</title><content type='html'>Hey world, it's been some time. but school's been just like it always is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday 040408 was Sports Fest! and 409 was running for class relay, which made us runners very scared of embarrassing ourselves in front of the whole school by tripping and falling or dropping the baton. haha. So we practiced in the corridor outside class on friday while waiting for mr jeremy to come have english lesson. we used a marker for a baton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we didn't drop the baton in the end or fall. We even won! :D yayyayyay. Xinyuan was really really really fast man, thank goodness her talent didn't go unrecognised. Poon Chow Yue the extremely lame was also running for her class and she shared the same fears as us. As she put it "Eh, Meijia, if you fall, you can just lie down and blend into the track. Yilin, you can run into the field and lie down." (mj's from tarbet and yilin's from buckle) -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerleading was all fab, i think waddle's costume is really cute. and this year, every hse put in their mascot into their routine. wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, waddle was overall first, richard second and hadley third. Hadley lost her sports fest 1st place but i guess it's expected. Well done, still. went for dinner with guiqi and yenlin and we talked a lot. a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R_guFknMj2I/AAAAAAAAAiM/rqPVxES2JZ8/s1600-h/DSC00634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R_guFknMj2I/AAAAAAAAAiM/rqPVxES2JZ8/s320/DSC00634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185945644179427170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mj's milo cup tower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R_guF0nMj3I/AAAAAAAAAiU/UPOpjXSUQxE/s1600-h/DSC00651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R_guF0nMj3I/AAAAAAAAAiU/UPOpjXSUQxE/s320/DSC00651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185945648474394482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R_guGknMj5I/AAAAAAAAAik/7MDcH8CThgs/s1600-h/DSC00669.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R_guFEnMj1I/AAAAAAAAAiE/o1hr3-dzS8M/s1600-h/DSC00630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R_guFEnMj1I/AAAAAAAAAiE/o1hr3-dzS8M/s320/DSC00630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185945635589492562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we celebrated my grandma's 76th birthday at the usual chinese restaurant. Family gatherings are always so trying. But well, it's family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and coming on to what's been keeping us busy, our new darling, Zack! He's a 6 month old white cat :D I was very scared of him at first because he almost jumped onto my bed but i'm okay with him, he's absolutely adorable. but he bit me! like, chomp! and, cat shit stinks. really really badly. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R_g8lknMj8I/AAAAAAAAAi8/UX4W9Vrmw_E/s1600-h/DSC00659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R_g8lknMj8I/AAAAAAAAAi8/UX4W9Vrmw_E/s320/DSC00659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185961587098030018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R_guGknMj5I/AAAAAAAAAik/7MDcH8CThgs/s1600-h/DSC00669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R_guGknMj5I/AAAAAAAAAik/7MDcH8CThgs/s320/DSC00669.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185945661359296402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R_g3wUnMj6I/AAAAAAAAAis/cFrj_Jq_Vgk/s1600-h/DSC00676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R_g3wUnMj6I/AAAAAAAAAis/cFrj_Jq_Vgk/s320/DSC00676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185956274223484834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R_guGknMj5I/AAAAAAAAAik/7MDcH8CThgs/s1600-h/DSC00669.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-5624211387528154202?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5624211387528154202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=5624211387528154202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/5624211387528154202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/5624211387528154202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/04/sports-fest-08-and-zack.html' title='Sports Fest 08 and Zack'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R_guFknMj2I/AAAAAAAAAiM/rqPVxES2JZ8/s72-c/DSC00634.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-6859740550073607751</id><published>2008-03-23T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T22:54:04.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hasta la Vista, Baby</title><content type='html'>Hasta la vista, baby. It's the 100th post! :D My blog actually survived till its hundredth post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viva: Ohmyword, i screwed it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World Bank talk: Hmm, pretty interesting, actually. And the speaker looked like pre-transformation Mia. Oh, and for lunch, the only stall with proper food open was stall 7. Yes, that's right, stall 7, nasi padang. We queued for a grand total of 20 min. But the worst part? We were standing in front of 2 very nasty women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lit-study Session": The worst morning of my life. I got off the bus and it was raining really heavily. So out comes the umbrella. I advance on the pavement. The wind blows. Whoosh, my umbrella upturns and i try desperately to pull it down, which is extremely embarrassing. I struggle to get it to be normal again and continue walking. Which wasn't very successful either, cuz i realised that i had stepped into Grade A MUD, bright orange variety. So for the next 10 m or so, i drag my foot along to try to scrape it off. After the zebra crossing, i anticipated that the cars zooming past would splash me and the intelligent me stood far far away from the edge of the pavement and waited for the best time to walk. Then a LORRY cruises by. I get soaked from knee down. Which is marvellous, as my socks were already mud-stained. No more rain + mud mornings for me. Especially tues, please please don't come on tues morning, rain. Thnks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geog field trip: Boring. Ho-hum. Yawn. Haw Par Villa, Kent Ridge Park and Mt Faber. Puh-lease, at least do stuff related to the place we're visiting la, what's the point of making us walk about and feed mozzies when we can just listen to the talk on the bus or sth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Friday!: Yay, went out with G, vv fun. Haha, good shopping partner, she doesn't make me feel too bad cuz she buys almost as much stuff as me! We shall go again someday! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat: Cmps at plaza sing macs, we are very productive :) Gym was like, great! Except for teo's terrible conditioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun: TERMINATOR 2: JUDGEMENT DAY! Hoho, i like Arnold Schwarzenegger! He's so cool! :) Plus, he's the governor of California! I didn't know that. I was so sad when he had to be terminated, even though he always gets reprogrammed in the next movie, but still. I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World Bank Games: FUN! I was Indonesia, with Erika Jiayi and Yishyuan. We sucked in the first round with looming unemployment rates but we struck deals with Europe and Japan and became a booming country! Haha, it's so amusing. Ppl are like shouting across the room "WE HAVE STEEL!" "SELLING LOW-SKILLED LABOUR!" USA was like so serious (haha yes you, yilin and yenlin) and was exploiting all the poor countries! And poor Venezuela got robbed bigtime. This game reminds me of some game i played in primary school where we had to do the same thing too, just that it's about singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: I heartz bubble tea. Do the pearls really cause cancer? Stupid brewery tour timings were so rubbish and kept changing so we just sat in the canteen and talked. Then moved on to the squash courts to play! Haha, we have discovered yenlin's squash doppelganger - yilin. Both have powershots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brewery tour: Smelly. I liked the Tiger Tavern though, feels like a junior bar! We played I Never with the cups of coke we were given (no beer for under 18s). I Never is so intriguing :) Haha, someone has never crushed anyone before - we need to get her around guys, pronto! :D And a lot of other embarrassing stuff la. We were the only ones talking on the bus ride back, the rest of the bus was as if they were observing minutes of silence. We talked about even more stuff. So fun. :) Then there were the people with bursting bladders and we conveniently made the appropriate noises to drive them crazy. Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, wan ting seems to love narrating. No more for today. Zip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-6859740550073607751?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6859740550073607751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=6859740550073607751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/6859740550073607751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/6859740550073607751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/hasta-la-vista-baby.html' title='Hasta la Vista, Baby'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-4081436733945029924</id><published>2008-03-18T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T22:10:32.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free blocks galore</title><content type='html'>It feels like the exams are all over already! With a gazillion free blocks floating around yesterday and today, it really isn't that bad for a school day :) Played lots of squash and chooyenlin is violent. Like, really violent. Avoid physical closeness during the game or you may just end up a casualty. Guiqi watch out, you'll be the next victim. Haha. But squash is good and fun, you feel the calories simply melting away. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played uno during another free blk. A game of uno with can go on FOREVER. Heh, i like sitting next to guiqi so i can deal her the colours she doesn't have. Fiona Lee was having a winning streak la, i'm very sure it's cuz she shuffled the cards, like shuffled all the luck to her. At one point in the game, i had so many cards, almost a third of the deck, that i had to separate my cards into piles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese was random guan4 yong4 yu3 which i'm pretty sure i will forget and never use. Was supposed to go for CIP and class relay after sch but both were cancelled so what do we do? Play squash again! Haha. It's the loveeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today had less of those joy-bringing blocks, only one cuz ms chun didn't come. So the grp of friends sat outside class and talked about 101 random things. From childbirth to mutilation to erm, barnacles. hahahahaha, funneh. It's so interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viva tmr. I have to SPEAK math.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-4081436733945029924?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4081436733945029924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=4081436733945029924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/4081436733945029924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/4081436733945029924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/free-blocks-galore.html' title='Free blocks galore'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-7191066605620175213</id><published>2008-03-16T20:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T21:03:50.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom kills</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R90Z-nRUc1I/AAAAAAAAAh8/7tBNT2s4J6M/s1600-h/Boredomwatch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178323710030148434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R90Z-nRUc1I/AAAAAAAAAh8/7tBNT2s4J6M/s320/Boredomwatch.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom can actually kill sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to school again tmr, but with manymany free blocks. I like. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-7191066605620175213?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7191066605620175213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=7191066605620175213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/7191066605620175213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/7191066605620175213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/boredom-kills.html' title='Boredom kills'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R90Z-nRUc1I/AAAAAAAAAh8/7tBNT2s4J6M/s72-c/Boredomwatch.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-9034400574241087627</id><published>2008-03-14T22:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T23:26:43.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Girls</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY JIAWEN AND AERA, hope you enjoyed thurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched L Change the World at cine with chooyen guiqi and yenyee at cine first. Not as much stunning brain work as Deathnote and it feels so similar to Outbreak. The whole ebola and bombing the village thing. But whatever la, L is cute. :) Stupid mineral water cost me $2.40 though. Yes, 6-8 times the price in supermarkets. I am so bringing water everywhere from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chooyen left to get her teeth plucked and the three of us journeyed in the rain to marina square. We were coming up with ideas to present the cake and presents as we walked. Like, there was the "yenyee lying that she has to get home plan", the "go to the toilet plan" and the "I have to go buy sth for my mum plan". Haha, but we chanced upon polar puffs and cakes and decided to buy many different slices of cake instead and carry it in an Art Friend bag so they wouldn't notice. Smart, smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at macs where they keep playing the startup tune of maple story. God knows why but it really gets on your nerves. We were all sick cept for guiqi who wanted to quarantine us. WT: first stage flu = sore throat. JW: second stage = sore throat plus headache YY: third stage = everything plus cough. And she has cool lozenges which look like ribena pastilles but don't taste exactly like how they look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to go bowling but it was closed for some private function till 3.30. Time then = 2.35. So we went to the arcade first. Bishi Bashi is like the ultimate heartracer. You just WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK the buttons until your hands hurt and you feel like you're going to get a heart attack. They have funky names in the machine though, like Bikini Queen, Marilyn and Stud. Heh, i always lose when i play it. I suck la. Anw, we moved on to Para Para. It's the funniest thing on earth when you don't know how to dance properly. JW and i went first and guess what, we actually got through every round! But we looked like a couple of streetfighters going "shadugen!" or like we're swatting flies. G and Y tried to use their feet tgt with hands and resembled Mr Bean. For 50 cents, we played an amazing number of rounds and even got the high score! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm i narrate too much. Anw, i bowled terribly but whatever, we had fun. The pink ball is my lucky ball! We gave jw and aera the presents + cake :) yay, i hope you all like them. Presents for each of them was a personalised notebook and photoframe. Refer to &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/potholes"&gt;www.xanga.com/potholes&lt;/a&gt; for pics+details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R9qYrXRUcyI/AAAAAAAAAhk/wwisw579HbY/s1600-h/DSC00571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177618592364262178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R9qYrXRUcyI/AAAAAAAAAhk/wwisw579HbY/s320/DSC00571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R9qYsHRUczI/AAAAAAAAAhs/sv9BZkN4NRg/s1600-h/DSC00575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177618605249164082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R9qYsHRUczI/AAAAAAAAAhs/sv9BZkN4NRg/s320/DSC00575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, i'm down with the flu and my nose is a leaky tap. But tramp trials are tmr and i want to see the seniors. :)&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Plus, no laoshi tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R9qYsHRUc0I/AAAAAAAAAh0/ylRgbuorZqQ/s1600-h/Vdayold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177618605249164098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R9qYsHRUc0I/AAAAAAAAAh0/ylRgbuorZqQ/s320/Vdayold.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo editors are cool. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-9034400574241087627?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/9034400574241087627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=9034400574241087627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/9034400574241087627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/9034400574241087627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/birthday-girls.html' title='Birthday Girls'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R9qYrXRUcyI/AAAAAAAAAhk/wwisw579HbY/s72-c/DSC00571.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-7422440209463029333</id><published>2008-03-13T20:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T23:07:19.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gym Camp 08</title><content type='html'>The last of gym camps i attend and well, i must say, it's the one i won't ever forget. Not like i actually forgot about all the previous gym camps, but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After weeks of organizing with C, gym camp finally arrived and started with concert prep. Then icebreakers and torturing the juniors. Haha, with um, not so very fresh powder and lipstick. After lunch, we set them off on a scavenger hunt. "Be back in FORTY FIVE minutes okay!" The first grp came back in 8. Amazing how they actually got ringgit. The last item on their list was "Entertain the captains/exco". Now everyone knows lame jokes don't work on us. But proposals such as "Marry me because i made the effort to climb so high!" do, as well as singing a modified version of teletubbies. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Station games around school! I was doing the spider web station and honestly, you'd feel like a spy trying to avoid the laser beams. The animal-imitation was hilarious. "FROG!" Everyone starts hopping up and down. "HIPPO!" Everyone opens their mouth as wide as they can. "KOALA!" Everyone tries to hug something. Priceless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;C disappeared totally during dinner, without taking her phone or anything. Haha, i was so scared she was in trouble, or like taken away by mas selamat or something. I even went to the freaky KS Chee toilet with the horrific fossilized lizard to look for her! After dinner, the darling groups performed their grp items. So sweet :) It's like, they put in so much effort, with music and all! Haha, great job, everyone. Our item was really impromptu. Honest. Believe us :) Okay, not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; impromptu but amusing all the same, no? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Night surprise was a blast. At least i didn't have to go through it. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watched step up in the gym, i heartz channing tatum. Cucumber-flavoured chips are weird, only claire would love them :) Froze through the night and woke up like every 2 hours. Woke up to a rousing bout of hollaback girl. So amusing to see so many heads popping up one by one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Urban hike! Stood at tangs for close to 4 hours. Like, 1 grp comes every one hour. I actually fell asleep standing there waiting under the sign. But it was quite fun. Haha, i didn't have to run about in the rain. Breaking camp was quite sad, like, it's the last camp i will attend in rgs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loads of thanks to the organizing committee and the whole team, seeing you all having fun makes me happy :) And especially claire, who's gone through 4 gym camps with me. Haha, actually, i never thought our sec 4 camp would be like this. I heartz you loads C. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R9lC4nRUcxI/AAAAAAAAAhc/nZDUG5edQEc/s1600-h/DSC00530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177242787020829458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R9lC4nRUcxI/AAAAAAAAAhc/nZDUG5edQEc/s320/DSC00530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Impossible is nothing, yoz.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess i'll really miss this group of people. All of you from every batch. Love you all lots. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: Get pics from fellow teammates if you want, thank you. I didn't exactly have time to take.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-7422440209463029333?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7422440209463029333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=7422440209463029333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/7422440209463029333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/7422440209463029333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/gym-camp-08.html' title='Gym Camp 08'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R9lC4nRUcxI/AAAAAAAAAhc/nZDUG5edQEc/s72-c/DSC00530.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-3422322067573767657</id><published>2008-03-11T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T19:59:22.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It never lasts</title><content type='html'>Okay, here is my previous post on my xanga account:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my my how exciting. I just suddenly felt like moving to xanga so yeah, here i am. I wonder how long it'll be before i get fed up with the layouts and move back to blogger. Anw, i think i'll miss my blogger, it's been with me for almost 2 years, can't really bear to abandon it.  Ahh, move on wan ting, move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well la dee la, past few days have been funfunfun cept for geog which was bad. But i'm quite proud of myself, i actually remembered that recent article about China's one child policy!  Then again, i messed the rest of the parts up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun was cuz i'm surrounded by not so normal people. Yenyee the dinosaur/sadako and Jiawen tried to scare me outside the toilet and failed miserably. hah. then yenyee got pushed onto the sanitary bin by Guiqi and the chase ensues. Then we all take pictures. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was eve of geog SA and studying with yenyee can be so productive and not at the same time. For the first hour, we did so much. like, woah. But then we start laughing. and laughing. and laughing. Essentially, we spent half an hour simply laughing and talking. heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art Friend is my new dream shop. It is one of the most amazing stores you can ever enter. I feel inspired and tempted to buy loads and loads of stuff everytime i enter. Like the bucket of foam hearts which i have wanted since sec 2 or the cool embellishments and whatnots. So many possibilities, so little capital. The woes of being a student. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did choreo for rhygym concert item today. Or more like, claire did and i operated the cd player. We went looking for the costume later on and ohmyword, it was so effing tiring. By the end of it, both she and I were bushed. Well, at least we got sth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, when I was waiting for my family today, i went to read in the library. I've missed Animal Ark! I don't know why but i really like it. haha, maybe cuz it's about saving animals.  I also flipped through cookbooks. Jamie Oliver's dishes are so . I will be a great chef someday. Or a patessier. Or a hotel owner. Or a zookeeper. So much for career talks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym camp is in 2 days! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as you can see, my love affair with xanga lasted for a mere &lt;strong&gt;4 days&lt;/strong&gt; before it ended. Bravo. Whatever, i'm back. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-3422322067573767657?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3422322067573767657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=3422322067573767657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/3422322067573767657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/3422322067573767657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/it-never-lasts.html' title='It never lasts'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-4112316128067414559</id><published>2008-03-05T20:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T21:23:44.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mona Li Sa</title><content type='html'>hahaha, get it? If your surname is Li, your english name Mona and your chinese name Sa, you'd be Mona LiSa! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, today was the day of name-giving. And it appears EVERYONE thinks names which contain alliteration are fun. Go on, guess the number one popular name i was given. Hint hint: think ALLITERATION. There's Kimberley Alyssa Lisabelle Lew, Yvonne Choo/Lim, Kelly Khoo, Lucy Liu and oh man, Ba Quah. Omg, that's the best man. I'll never name my child Ba. (note: None of these names are real, they are for pure fun and laughter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain rain so much rain. I like the rain, cept that they keep postponing interclass relay. Annoying much since we keep having to report and dismiss. And we can't have our tennis assesment and we play captain's ball in the hall instead. For obvious reasons, captain's ball has never been my thing. Ah well, life's like that. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new show is Mars VS Venus! It is awesomely funny, one of the best Singaporean dramas of last year. Guiqi is watching the new 9pm show so yeah, yenyee guiqi and i are gg to update each other on the shows we're watching. Saves time. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were talking about guys in dramas during chinese, mostly the main male lead and the second male lead. Like yenlin, she likes the male lead from the start. For me, i will like the second, then change to the main, Lew Guiqi, the poor thing, always likes the second male lead and always has to watch him be heartbroken. Yenyee ah, "varies" from drama to drama. haha, some of the guys are really an accquired taste, you need to watch for a while to take a liking to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update on my pretty little burn: IT'S NOT HEALING. Like, the skin dries up, gets wet, peels slightly, THEN DRIES UP AGAIN. Over and over again, the cycle repeats itself. Feast your eyes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R86d3iBTr1I/AAAAAAAAAhU/0XiPVGqvVB4/s1600-h/DSC00359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174246599245934418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R86d3iBTr1I/AAAAAAAAAhU/0XiPVGqvVB4/s320/DSC00359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ewww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-4112316128067414559?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4112316128067414559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=4112316128067414559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/4112316128067414559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/4112316128067414559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/mona-li-sa.html' title='Mona Li Sa'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R86d3iBTr1I/AAAAAAAAAhU/0XiPVGqvVB4/s72-c/DSC00359.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-2545196786788629443</id><published>2008-03-03T18:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T18:41:52.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My toes are laughing</title><content type='html'>IMITATION IS THE BEST FORM OF FLATTERY. hahaha, can't wait for a sleepover :D LYY! Volunteer your house! I want to see your dog who SHAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am very tired today, maths peetee was being cranky at 12 am and i slept for a grand total of 3.5 hr after a 19.5 hr day. Pfft. And we never did solve the problem. But considering we only took slightly more than a week to complete it, hey, it's good :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohohoh 409 won class deco! YAY YAY YAY, we actually won! Good job to 405 and 406 too :) It feels so good to know that our effort didn't go to waste. And considering our dismal class deco last year (ie. no deco), this year is a great achievement for us. The problem now is, we've got to patch up our deco now. haha, it's all slowly coming apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Founder's day on sat was so entertaining. hohoho, the lion the witch and the wardrobe. and once again, the batch displayed it's vocal attitude. the concert was more of a presentation instead of a performance, but still nice :D I find the banners a little, um. Let's just say, aren't they a wastage of resources? School cheers at the end was so ironic/coincidental. "We'll fight in the sun, we'll fight in the rain" and the rain pours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we have a new coach. I'll reserve judgement for now :) i'm a nice person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-2545196786788629443?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2545196786788629443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=2545196786788629443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/2545196786788629443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/2545196786788629443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-toes-are-laughing.html' title='My toes are laughing'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-5667697754561793355</id><published>2008-02-29T17:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T18:29:41.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burnt</title><content type='html'>Burnt. By a test tube, right off the fire. Now i have a lovely patch of skin which looks like it's festering. Thank goodness we weren't marked on handling lab equipment this SPA, or i would definitely have failed the lab safety part. And the worst thing? I totally messed up my SPA and topped it off with a burn. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, that was yesterday, today was ss and i actually felt quite good about it after finishing :D then i heard everyone else's answers and well, i hope i can do well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rewinding back to the past two weeks (or i won't have anything to read when i'm old), there's been banner painting for CMPS, SLI, TDD, English Orals, lots of tennis and manymanylessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banner painting at my house over some weekend! :) VV fun. Our productivity was quite high at first and then i switched on the tv. Turns out that xinen elyssa and i all like the lion king. haha, and we love simba! um, and we uh, were kinda saying that he was good-looking. For a lion. lol, kids at heart, kids at heart. And the thing about Disney movies is all the sing-along parts. It's so fun to sing along, especially for the nice songs. Anw, we managed to finish within 2 days at 3-4 ppl/day so yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLI - G.O.H was quite a good speaker, i actually listened! Lots of investing and stuff, Chooyenlin walks like she wants to kill someone. And i borrowed my brother's camera for the day and since its shutter speed is probably like half of my old camera's, i took all the photos at all the wrong times! Eg. The person in the photo is either half walking to the bowing spot with one leg off the ground or halfway through their bow so you only see the crown of the head. Bah. Items were on the average, good. Anw congrats to everyone involved. You've been invested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post-sli aka 10 am. Jw and i decided that there's no point in going to orchard so we went down to my hse instead. We bought char siew rice for lunch at a hawker stall called "Just Do Eat". Harharhar. Squash was really good :D You feel the calories melting away. and the new phrase is "Broke it." heh. Ate lunch and watched POTC 3 (again) but it's still nice. Then we played neopets and its silly little games. haha, the bank one could give you a heart attack. We pogo-sticked because she saw my pogo stick. and then she fell. heh, like right on her behind. hoho, i have the video. After all the fun, jw left, got distracted and then promptly got lost in mandai. and i didn't hear her calls for help so yeah, thank goodness for nice bus drivers. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total Defence Day - surprisingly entertaining. Had fire drill and marched off to the field as usual and TW and i talked abt different ways of extinguishing fires. haha. like breathing in all the oxygen so the fire can't burn. the civil defence swooped down after like 45 min or so to demonstrate their skills of fire-extinguishing. well, they sprayed the netball courts. Food rationing in class afterwards and we had one whole hour, which we, as good students, put to good use. We played some chinese verb game thing, those that they play on taiwanese variety shows. only it's mighty interesting for our version, we fling our rations at the person who makes a mistake ;D Most hit victim: GUIQI. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope my orals were okay. Fine, i mispronounced paradigm. Not a terribly wrong pronunciation, but still obviously wrong. And i didn't exactly give a global perspective. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons still as usual, except some have transcended the normal levels of bore. If it was even possible. Eg. physics. and geog. Tennis is still fun, but i absolutely detest 2nd and 3rd block PE. the sun just glares down at you. and picking up balls is so not fun. as with running. I HATE RUNNING. Unless it's interesting, like, not just rounds around the track. 2.4 feels like a nightmare now. and it's in 1-2 months. I have no idea how people actually run marathons or even ultra-marathons. Just thinking about it gets me tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting back to the present, i have maths pt to finish. We kept changing our game so yeah, we kinda just used 1.5 weeks to finish it. Founder's Day is tmr, my last founder's day. I've always liked founder's day. :) And Mrs Tan's the GOH. Yay, i think the school's missed her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-5667697754561793355?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5667697754561793355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=5667697754561793355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/5667697754561793355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/5667697754561793355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/02/burnt.html' title='Burnt'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-1404822962080947015</id><published>2008-02-14T21:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T22:23:55.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>V-Day</title><content type='html'>THIS VALENTINE'S DAY, LOVE IS IN THE AIR! CAN YOU FEEL IT, I SURE CAN! - Liu Jiawen aka Gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i WAS supposed to be greeted by that in the morning, but someone came especially early (betcha couldn't wait to see me, haha) so yeah, wasn't as much of a surprise. but still really sweet, thank you. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carol's cakes were ohmyword. they LOOKED good, and TASTED good to boot too! She should really go into cakes and pastries next time. Then i can do the cookies! haha, i baked cookies for people. Lots of the sticks broke but nvm :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love to everyone who gave me stuff/wished me happy v-day/hugged me, yilin jiawen yenlin yenyee carol xianmin tingwen guiqi aera shikaye rgnewgeneration weimeng huiqi penny chowyue violet emelia xinen elyssa yingxuan claire and everyone else. I can feel the fats already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus plus, today, i finally confirmed that the HPPS mirror LIES. BIG FAT LIAR. It makes you look skinnier than you actually are. Pfft. Which means i've been fooled for so long before i actually noticed! Grrr, stupid mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R7RLOX-yDhI/AAAAAAAAAgs/bjPzrLBUk_A/s1600-h/DSC06458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166837382828396050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R7RLOX-yDhI/AAAAAAAAAgs/bjPzrLBUk_A/s320/DSC06458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R7RLOn-yDiI/AAAAAAAAAg0/RE1TXnTUMbg/s1600-h/IMG_3408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166837387123363362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R7RLOn-yDiI/AAAAAAAAAg0/RE1TXnTUMbg/s320/IMG_3408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cookies :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R7RLOn-yDjI/AAAAAAAAAg8/1ccfNyGy8aE/s1600-h/IMG_3409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166837387123363378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R7RLOn-yDjI/AAAAAAAAAg8/1ccfNyGy8aE/s320/IMG_3409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R7RLO3-yDkI/AAAAAAAAAhE/hzbUfh5kMNQ/s1600-h/IMG_3410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166837391418330690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R7RLO3-yDkI/AAAAAAAAAhE/hzbUfh5kMNQ/s320/IMG_3410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carol's outasite cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R7RNo3-yDlI/AAAAAAAAAhM/qvsXOE7LKgg/s1600-h/haha.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166840037118185042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R7RNo3-yDlI/AAAAAAAAAhM/qvsXOE7LKgg/s320/haha.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine's everyone. Lots of love, hugs and kisses, Wan Ting ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-1404822962080947015?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1404822962080947015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=1404822962080947015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/1404822962080947015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/1404822962080947015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/02/v-day.html' title='V-Day'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R7RLOX-yDhI/AAAAAAAAAgs/bjPzrLBUk_A/s72-c/DSC06458.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-3967030956016050586</id><published>2008-02-12T22:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T22:18:49.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet :)</title><content type='html'>"Sometimes it's nice to lie in bed, and think of something wonderful that's happened to you." - Charlie Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, that is so cute. Charlie Brown's actually such a nice guy but he always gets bullied. Poor boy, at least he has Snoopy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's already Week 7, time sure flies. and the damned exams are approaching again. I resolve not to screw up any of them to get a nice GPA. Then again, my dad says it's the A levels which matter and even if i don't do well for them, i can go open a bakery and he'll help me manage it. Haha, my bakery will be a super-classy one called "THE WANTING", named after my non-existent hotel. The slogan will then be "You know you WANT it". Support my hotel/pastry shop if they become existent one day! &lt;em&gt;You know you WANT to ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-3967030956016050586?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3967030956016050586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=3967030956016050586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/3967030956016050586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/3967030956016050586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/02/sweet.html' title='Sweet :)'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-5410504792622960694</id><published>2008-02-10T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T14:42:47.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year!</title><content type='html'>The pig's gone and the rat's here. Yay, i like the year of the rat. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY celebration was quite fun, the qipao modelling thing was so cool! and pretty. Class party was She's the Man. Very funny and channing tatum ♥. Hope you're alright Ms Kee. Went shopping with Jiawen afterwards cuz yenyee pangsehed us. We walked for hours but didn't buy anything but it's ok, cuz we're both very not-impulsive buyers and very scared of shopper's regret (jiawen's term). She convinced me out of buying the not very worth it umbrella. :D we had takoyaki and i don't like octopus. it's so.. weird. haha. i'll just stick to ham and cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY this year has been slightly more fun than last year. Just visiting but i saw my distant cousins! They are absolutely adorable. A pair of boy two-year old twins, Leonard and Lucas. They're very hyper and jump around, bringing coke and sweets to you when their parents tell them to. The older one's very smiley but shy while the younger one looks kinda fierce, hardly smiles but is very friendly. heh. when we tried to take the older one away, the younger one pulled him to a corner and blocked us away! haha, awesomely cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my parents' old friends gathering was still oh-so boring. and it's worse this year as it was at someone's semi-detached, unlike last year's multi-purpose hall where at least there's somewhere to disappear to when you have nothing to do. Maybe it's cuz i don't go socialise with the other kids or something, couldn't be bothered to. So my brothers and i just hid in the kitchen and played hangman. ah well, at least there were angpows. That night was much better. We went to my uncle's new house. Omg, it was very big, very luxurious and very very pretty. It's like a small scale palace, really, complete with gorgeous mini pool and all. And for once in a long time, my cousins and i played cards. haha, i learnt how to play texas poker but i think i was the first one to bankrupt (we used chips instead of money). I won like once or twice only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, i swear i am never going into the amazon. Anaconda did a fine job making sure of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang, school's starting again tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry there aren't any pics for anything. There probably won't be any for a while. My poor camera conked out on me. )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-5410504792622960694?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5410504792622960694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=5410504792622960694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/5410504792622960694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/5410504792622960694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/02/chinese-new-year.html' title='Chinese New Year!'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-2677498108170359612</id><published>2008-01-21T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T20:34:23.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile!</title><content type='html'>that's right, smile! because shou zu is finally picking up :D 8 days is a liar, don't believe their episode synopsis. i've been wanting to do a post on shou zu for a pretty long time already. ok, since shou zu started but i felt silly. My old posts on shows always end up sounding pretty silly. maybe it's because i'm the only one who can feel that way. i actually really liked today's episode. it's sad and all, but oh so true. :) May there be more such episodes, where auntie and uncle love relationships are kept to the minimum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, "smile" reminds me of sth jw and i were discussing. she said that i look happy even when i'm not smiling in comparison to her. haha, i'm probably happy most of the time, cuz sometimes, even the smallest thing makes me happy. Example example! It's gonna sound extremely stupid but whatever, i'm putting it down anyway. i get joy from the littlest things such as well, um, having a pack natural confectionery co. gummy bears! the thought of being able to eat them tmr with everyone and seeing who bites off which limb first or chooses which flavour just gets me happy. it helps that they taste really good too. haha. i'm weird like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, life lesson for everyone: try to derive joy from the littlest things in life, it'll make you happier and your day brighter! :D yay. you could start with telling wan ting she looks like she grew taller (hem hem) which will make you happy too cuz you know that you're still taller than her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i have to go do cmps stuff now and hopefully i can watch the last episode of Golden Path. heehee. byebye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: WELCOME BACK MISS KEE, we missed you! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-2677498108170359612?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2677498108170359612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=2677498108170359612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/2677498108170359612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/2677498108170359612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/smile.html' title='Smile!'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-2007926714008835518</id><published>2008-01-15T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T20:53:16.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a barrel of laughs</title><content type='html'>Yup, that's exactly what school has been like the past 2 weeks. Okay, there were boring bits but with such crazy classmates, it isn't that bad :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ranging from The Adventures of Mr and Mrs Choo to animated discussions of Huang Jin Lu and Shou Zu (Chen papa!)  in between lessons to explosive chem experiments (which left yellow stains all over my ws) to our "Get Well Soon Aera!" videos, quite a lot of things have happened. And i realise that A Ban chinese is very good and i think i shouldn't really be there. All the damn cheem yan yu and everything. The daily morning assembly thing also makes me kinda glad that they only implemented it in my last year. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laoshi left and went back to china today. And i kinda miss her. Especially during conditioning. Oh well, hope she has fun back in Beijing during the Olympics!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-2007926714008835518?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2007926714008835518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=2007926714008835518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/2007926714008835518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/2007926714008835518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-barrel-of-laughs.html' title='What a barrel of laughs'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-5493131530821352611</id><published>2008-01-01T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T22:05:07.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out with the old, in with the new</title><content type='html'>To quote lewguiqi's new year message, &lt;em&gt;it's out with the old, and in with the new..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, byebye 2007, hello 2008. mymy, another year has passed again. how fast. I've been looking forward to 08 for some time now, actually. Afterall, 8 is my favourite number (: it's such a lovely number. To end 07, it's been a real rollercoaster, complete with climbs, drops and loops. But it's been fun. Very very fun. And i have a lot of people to thank for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's you all in 309, for being a great class and playing good rugby (haha). The gym team, for being such a fun yet loony bunch of awesome people. My family, for well, being family. :D New Zealand trip people! Lead Camp Grp 9! OBS Suisen Watch! yay, you know i had fab times with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special mention goes out to &lt;strong&gt;yenyee jiawen yi-lin yenlin carol xianmin guiqi tingwen aera&lt;/strong&gt; for making 07 life so fantastic.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;i've got lots to say but the main point would be, THANK YOU :D hope 2008 will be as fun! &lt;strong&gt;claire and yishan&lt;/strong&gt;, thank you batchmates. hoho, let's pray that we can survive the new coach. &lt;strong&gt;ruixin, &lt;/strong&gt;thanks for being classchair and doing a fine job of it. do the same this year too kay? and to &lt;strong&gt;everyone else&lt;/strong&gt;, thanks for everything :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay half an hour to bedtime. 2008, here we come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that's a wrap, folks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-5493131530821352611?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5493131530821352611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=5493131530821352611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/5493131530821352611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/5493131530821352611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2008/01/out-with-old-in-with-new.html' title='Out with the old, in with the new'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-2933956811968294082</id><published>2007-12-19T20:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:26:54.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the days in china</title><content type='html'>I did go with my family to china in the end and i guess it wasn't that bad. (: only i didn't understand lots of stuff and the explanations. my family calls me "kentang", you see. but i can read at least 75% of the chinese words there. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. ridiculous number of seagulls at the lake at some temple we went to in kunming (sorry, i honestly don't remember names of the many temples, lakes and architecture we visited) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2k_GUN2faI/AAAAAAAAAd0/ic9ogV46ygQ/s1600-h/PICT0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145713426986073506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2k_GUN2faI/AAAAAAAAAd0/ic9ogV46ygQ/s320/PICT0103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. All the funny translations. There was one which i didn't take a pic of but the sign supposed to say "hand-dryer" was translated into "hair-dryer". As my dad puts it, since they spent so much money and effort making such a machine, why can't they at least get a good translation? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2k_HEN2fbI/AAAAAAAAAd8/8IWI9u4hQlA/s1600-h/PICT0128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145713439870975410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2k_HEN2fbI/AAAAAAAAAd8/8IWI9u4hQlA/s320/PICT0128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. The pretty hotel rooms! yay (: And i must say, most of them have a fondness for glass shower doors. No idea why, but it's kinda creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. The giant chess board in dali. Very fun for photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2k_H0N2fcI/AAAAAAAAAeE/Rqg4iyhIgJo/s1600-h/PICT0205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145713452755877314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2k_H0N2fcI/AAAAAAAAAeE/Rqg4iyhIgJo/s320/PICT0205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2k_IUN2fdI/AAAAAAAAAeM/CMfJCcCjT1M/s1600-h/PICT0236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145713461345811922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2k_IUN2fdI/AAAAAAAAAeM/CMfJCcCjT1M/s320/PICT0236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2k_I0N2feI/AAAAAAAAAeU/lu3xk9T13D4/s1600-h/PICT0240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145713469935746530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2k_I0N2feI/AAAAAAAAAeU/lu3xk9T13D4/s320/PICT0240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Rocky falls and wooden bridges. Made me think of new zealand, i miss NZ!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2lAakN2ffI/AAAAAAAAAec/C4ss2PQRVzo/s1600-h/PICT0256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145714874390052338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2lAakN2ffI/AAAAAAAAAec/C4ss2PQRVzo/s320/PICT0256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. A sort-of retro disneyland. That tian long ba bu filiming "studio" (built like an ancient city) had all these activites you only see in period dramas. Like throwing the silk ball to choose a husband. Or looking for criminals on the street with a drawn portrait. You get the idea. It was also here where they pushed 9 of us onto a horse cart drawn only by 2 horses and it was only meant to be for 7 people. And the poor horses had to go uphill. Omg, and guess what i did. I CRIED. I started tearing, and then sobbing. Like, real crying. I was so so sad for the horses who had to pull us up i got over-emotional. Oh man, and it wasn't like i could just jump off the stupid cart. Plus, they made me sit in front next to the driver and i could see the poor horses in pulling their way up tediously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2lAbEN2fgI/AAAAAAAAAek/0laSjRtvlDQ/s1600-h/PICT0291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145714882979986946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2lAbEN2fgI/AAAAAAAAAek/0laSjRtvlDQ/s320/PICT0291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2lAb0N2fhI/AAAAAAAAAes/heT4wOfGiGs/s1600-h/PICT0292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145714895864888850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2lAb0N2fhI/AAAAAAAAAes/heT4wOfGiGs/s320/PICT0292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. The tea. We drank lots and lots of tea. Bought lots and lots too. And it's only back home when you realise the tea just doesn't taste as good as it did there. Bummer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The sort of put together culture performance in this very quaint little hall, complete with wooden chairs and old architecture. But in the corner were these 2 giant speakers connected to a laptop used to play the music for the dances. Haha, funniest part was when halfway through the dance, the music crashed and the guy had to restart the comp. and the 2nd time they did the dance, it crashed again. lol, they shld just abandon technology and actually use instruments to play the songs, or maybe use a cd player. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2lAckN2fiI/AAAAAAAAAe0/B9Xo2sSdMCU/s1600-h/PICT0311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145714908749790754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2lAckN2fiI/AAAAAAAAAe0/B9Xo2sSdMCU/s320/PICT0311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. The world's VILEST and most DISGUSTING concoction ever created - GINGER TEA. omg, i can't believe i actually managed half a glass. Madam Kim must have been one hell of a woman. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2lAdEN2fjI/AAAAAAAAAe8/RBr4EIgiTIo/s1600-h/PICT0338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145714917339725362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2lAdEN2fjI/AAAAAAAAAe8/RBr4EIgiTIo/s320/PICT0338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Traditional mediacorp style breakfasts! You know those amazing feast-like breakfasts channel 8 dramas always have? Yup, we experienced it. Cuz the resort-hotel was designed such that there were many houses and each house had 3-5 rooms. We shared one with 2 other families from the tour grp and each house has one hsekeeper who makes tea/milk for you at night and cooks breakfast in the morning. Pretty cool. and each house has it's own comp, living room and kitchen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2lBlEN2fkI/AAAAAAAAAfE/HROdl6h8YNc/s1600-h/PICT0344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145716154290306626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2lBlEN2fkI/AAAAAAAAAfE/HROdl6h8YNc/s320/PICT0344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. the most horrendous and primeval toilets i have ever ever seen. Gosh, at least some still had doors, albeit only half-length. Some don't even have doors, only partitions! And the "toilet bowl" is this narrow drain thingum which is shared by all the cubicles, slanted such that all the stuff flows from the first cubicle to the last. Oh my word. And the most puzzling thing was, there was this toilet which couldn't afford to have proper locks on the doors, but could afford to have sensor taps installed! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. The world's second VILEST and most DISGUSTING concoction. Rhodiola liquid. the only thing which keeps it from taking first place is that it (thankfully) comes in 10ml bottles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145716162880241234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2lBlkN2flI/AAAAAAAAAfM/gZGufrALlzg/s320/PICT0487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. Oxygen bottles! We were up so high (around 4000+ metres, actually not that high) that the guide advised us to buy oxygen just in case. wow, but it didn't really get me high.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2lBmEN2fmI/AAAAAAAAAfU/0h-2kSCpvBw/s1600-h/PICT0490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145716171470175842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2lBmEN2fmI/AAAAAAAAAfU/0h-2kSCpvBw/s320/PICT0490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. SNOW - flaky, dry and crystal-like, but still snow (: It was so dry, you couldn't even pack into anything. Felt like i was simply holding sugar. But oh well, it's real snow. And the place looked like such a winter wonderland. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2lBmUN2fnI/AAAAAAAAAfc/I4NuiGZa3XY/s1600-h/PICT0506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145716175765143154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2lBmUN2fnI/AAAAAAAAAfc/I4NuiGZa3XY/s320/PICT0506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. The cutest dog ever! didn't get a picture, but it was amazingly cute. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. The old women who just dance like no one's business in the parks in the day. In the cold wind. You gotta applaud them really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. All the "Gu cheng" (ancient cities) we went to. They were okay, only each one felt predictably similar to the next. Ohoh, there was this gucheng in lijiang which we went to and we wandered ard during free and easy, looking for some place to rest. we were going to go into a cafe already when we suddenly spotted a KFC cup floating downstream on the river in the middle of the city. Haha, so we followed it. and lo and behold, we found a KFC! lucky it wasn't actually in the gu cheng, my brother says, or else it would be totally ruining the treasured culture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Our tour guide in Shangri-la who looks like he walked out of a period drama. Seriously! Look and decide for yourself. (: Some people said he looked like jackie chan too. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2lBnEN2foI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Ffl59VweJoI/s1600-h/PICT0577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145716188650045058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2lBnEN2foI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Ffl59VweJoI/s320/PICT0577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. The first time i ever walked on the road to board the plane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2lC-EN2fpI/AAAAAAAAAfs/gAYkkLniHls/s1600-h/PICT0587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145717683298664082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2lC-EN2fpI/AAAAAAAAAfs/gAYkkLniHls/s320/PICT0587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. As they say, when in rome, do as the romans do. So for one lunch, i had to sit on these weeny stools with a weeny table with GRASS on the floor. Long long grass. Oh my, the whole room smelt of grass! Ew, i felt like i was in a pigsty or a stable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2lC-UN2fqI/AAAAAAAAAf0/6r-6nQxcFjE/s1600-h/PICT0606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145717687593631394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2lC-UN2fqI/AAAAAAAAAf0/6r-6nQxcFjE/s320/PICT0606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21. Jiuxiang - The deep deep gorge and waterfalls and 300 staircases, 1000+ steps. When my younger brother heard about all those steps, he wouldn't smile at all, he just kept thinking of all that he would have to climb. Haha, so in all the "before the climb" pics he just stares grumpily. Well, we made it in the end. The inside of the caves were very cool and once again, reminded me of new zealand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2lC_EN2frI/AAAAAAAAAf8/HW3Rn1MrFpk/s1600-h/PICT0635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145717700478533298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2lC_EN2frI/AAAAAAAAAf8/HW3Rn1MrFpk/s320/PICT0635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2lC_UN2fsI/AAAAAAAAAgE/Vb4_qP2YeKE/s1600-h/PICT0686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145717704773500610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2lC_UN2fsI/AAAAAAAAAgE/Vb4_qP2YeKE/s320/PICT0686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22. we cut forget-me-nots which we accidentally-on-purpose "forgot" to take off the bus. Can't blame us, it really was a huge and long bundle of flowers and if we took it along, we would have to hug it aboard the plane. So yeah. But we did take pictures of it! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2lC_0N2ftI/AAAAAAAAAgM/RB3pukiuwCw/s1600-h/PICT0726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145717713363435218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2lC_0N2ftI/AAAAAAAAAgM/RB3pukiuwCw/s320/PICT0726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Strawberry fields = muddy= dirty shoes. Therefore, they provide us with the chance to experience being ronald mcdonald for one hour. Feast your eyes :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145718482162581218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2lDskN2fuI/AAAAAAAAAgU/xcpSBhJMIh4/s320/PICT0727.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(ignore tree-trunk thighs, thank you) Anw, the strawberries were really sweet and tasty. and since it was 1 bucket per person, we brought back close to 10 kg of strawberries. My house has been transformed into a strawberry factory temporarily. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2lDt0N2fwI/AAAAAAAAAgk/DfYM24zobkE/s1600-h/PICT0739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145718503637417730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2lDt0N2fwI/AAAAAAAAAgk/DfYM24zobkE/s320/PICT0739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Talent! There was this guy where we were having dinner on the last day who could cut silhouettes of your side view in less than a minute. Damn damn cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2lDtEN2fvI/AAAAAAAAAgc/EeG-1ugi8vg/s1600-h/PICT0732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145718490752515826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2lDtEN2fvI/AAAAAAAAAgc/EeG-1ugi8vg/s320/PICT0732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. The one thing seldom seen in singapore. SPITTING. It's like having to beware of landmines wherever you go. Everyone just goes "kraahhghhh PUIII!" and spits anywhere. Can't stand it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Those spirulina pills we bought which bears a striking resemblance to turtle food. And now we have loads of those little pills which we have to consume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those would be the main points. The rest are just temples, lakes, old cities, tribal performances and the works. Yeah, and very little shopping. Pfft. Things are really very cheap there though. But it does feel really good to not have to come out of the toilet freezing every morning anymore. The temperatures were more than i could take man, but winter is still my favourite season. (: which reminds me, claire tagged me to do that "i am very willing to release personal info to the whole world" quiz thingum but i guess i won't. heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-2933956811968294082?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2933956811968294082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=2933956811968294082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/2933956811968294082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/2933956811968294082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/12/days-in-china_19.html' title='the days in china'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2k_GUN2faI/AAAAAAAAAd0/ic9ogV46ygQ/s72-c/PICT0103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-2266483229456030881</id><published>2007-12-14T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T23:38:40.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello i'm back!</title><content type='html'>haha, my blog has been so dead. but not my hols! i was just lazy, heh. but i guess i'll just write everything at one go. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, let's see, the earliest thing i can remember is 6G Class Gathering cum BBQ at my house, &lt;strong&gt;15 Nov&lt;/strong&gt;. Well, wasn't exactly the most fun since i was damn stressed out. Attendance started out so pathetic and i hadn't met them for so long, i didn't know what to talk about. Plus, i had to run all over the place to fetch people. Cheers and congrats to the ones who managed to find their way in all by themselves. And thanks loads to dear barbossa for being there. :D we learnt so much about barbequeing, didn't we? Anyway, it was just games and stuff for the afternoon and then bbq at night which almost failed, thanks to the bloddy porcelain-like charcoal which JUST WOULDN'T BURN. Pftt, lucky my dad got another pack which was actually charcoal. The night was just talk and gossip and talk. Ms Heng made an appearance! The gossiping was actually quite funny. But it's just different. I guess some ppl change and some just don't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2PyDkN2fQI/AAAAAAAAAck/ckLSmTIJeAs/s1600-h/PICT0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144221342462541058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2PyDkN2fQI/AAAAAAAAAck/ckLSmTIJeAs/s320/PICT0025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16 Nov&lt;/strong&gt;. Went for my younger brother's P6 graduation! haha, felt so momentous cuz for 10 years, my dad has been driving to nanhua almost every morning. from my elder brother's first day in 1997 to my younger brother's last day in 2007. The ceremony felt pretty familiar. haha. They still have that big crest and mace thingum and ugly "torches of knowledge" which they pass on to the P5 pupils. All the talks were boreworthy and zzz and they still have that part where EVERY SINGLE P6 PUPIL goes on stage to receive their grad cert. omg, i couldn't believe it. HELLO? do they know how LONNNGG that takes? But i guess it does feel good for them to be able to go on stage. so yeah, my dad couldn't take it and went down for a cup of coffee, coming back only when my brother was going up. heh, i'm so proud of him, he finally got an award after 6 years. (: but when i ask him how he feels graduating and not seeing his friends daily anymore, he tells me "Huh, but i can meet them on MAPLE what" Just like 12-year-old boys to think of MAPLE on their graduation day. ohoh i remember! that night when we were going home, my dad somehow offended this big lorry driver and he started tailing us! it was damn scary! we turned into the condo and i saw the lorry following so i bugged my dad to drive one round around the condo before parking. lucky the lorry didn't follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmmhmm, ok, &lt;strong&gt;22 Nov&lt;/strong&gt;, EAST COAST PARK! yay :D jiawen yenlin yenyee guiqi and i went to ecp. xianmin was going to come but somehow didn't. haha. anw, we went tandem biking in the morning and it was oh so scary! i went with jiawen first and screamed my head off. then when i was with yenlin, she almost drove us into the drain! lunch was at macs and yenyee gave us presents from taiwan, thank you yenyee, i like the keychain very much (: guiqi's present was very amusing, you'll see. afterthat, we went bowling and omg, it was hilarious. especially guiqi, aka, the joker. we put our normal names for the first game and put weird ones for the second. so gorgeous, princess, joker, king and maid/maria had a lot of fun. (btw, we put guiqi's and yenyee's ones for them) haha, guiqi was like "how come jw gets to be gorgeous and i can't be sexy" so we're like ok, the next time it's your turn, we'll go "GO SEXY" and guiqi immediately regrets it. HEH. oh, and it was PSLE results day and my younger brother was very happy with his score. the 294 scorer is damn scary man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2PyEEN2fRI/AAAAAAAAAcs/7gem4ODKKqQ/s1600-h/PICT0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144221351052475666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2PyEEN2fRI/AAAAAAAAAcs/7gem4ODKKqQ/s320/PICT0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2PyEUN2fSI/AAAAAAAAAc0/WVl1xyr7Wog/s1600-h/PICT0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144221355347442978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2PyEUN2fSI/AAAAAAAAAc0/WVl1xyr7Wog/s320/PICT0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23 Nov&lt;/strong&gt;. Stubs! with barbossa. it was laughter-inducing, but we didn't manage to get violets for violet. and my my, i now know how to cure claire's stubborness. heeheehee. dinner was subway/macs and my stupid sub gave me FOOD POISONING. oh my word, i had a terrible night and a horrible next day. Tummyache the whole night until 5 am when i finally threw up. Miraculously, i remembered to remove my retainers before hurling. the next wave came around 7 am. then the hideous headache and fever. and it definitely didn't help that there was a humongous queue at the clinic and these 2 obnoxious boys and their father who sat next to me. Haven't eaten subway since then. Then again, it may have been the bubble tea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29 Nov&lt;/strong&gt;. Squash and cookies! heh, jiawen yenyee guiqi and i met at my hse in the morning to play squash and guiqi was very very late, making poor yenyee wait for her. Squash is very fun with those people, heh. Once again, guiqi makes us laugh really hard. Jiawen is damn pro in squash man, so scary playing with her. We baked cookies in the afternoon and xianmin joined us just when jiawen was leaving, haha. the cookies were fabulous! :D cept the peanut butter ones were way too soft. We made yenlin cookies to cheer her up but i still haven't passed them to her. oh well, soon soon. It was a great day, we need to meet up again now that yi-lin's back! sleepover? (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2PyEkN2fTI/AAAAAAAAAc8/6WrvufKE0zA/s1600-h/PICT0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144221359642410290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2PyEkN2fTI/AAAAAAAAAc8/6WrvufKE0zA/s320/PICT0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cool pic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2PyFEN2fUI/AAAAAAAAAdE/Etiko9ClDow/s1600-h/PICT0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144221368232344898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2PyFEN2fUI/AAAAAAAAAdE/Etiko9ClDow/s320/PICT0013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30 Nov&lt;/strong&gt;. CWY gathering at claire's hse to look at her new kitty, yuki, whom i was so sure was male cuz it did follow claire home. ;D but nah, it's a female. her hse feels so far away from civilization, really. Zachy greeted us when we opened the door! yay, i like zachy, more than the very scratchy and catty kitten who scratched poor yishan till her arms had loads of red lines. zachy just lies down and looks at you, occasionally demonstrating a broken wrist. heehee. he doesn't mind you hugging or petting him and he's just so darn cute. and fat. we played with the pets, watched movies, played with pets, ate lunch, played with pets, took pictures and played with pets. haha, so fun. but my black socks are now dog-hair ridden. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2PzjkN2fVI/AAAAAAAAAdM/jycbzbLYNDY/s1600-h/PICT0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144222991729982802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2PzjkN2fVI/AAAAAAAAAdM/jycbzbLYNDY/s320/PICT0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2PzjkN2fVI/AAAAAAAAAdM/jycbzbLYNDY/s1600-h/PICT0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2PzjkN2fVI/AAAAAAAAAdM/jycbzbLYNDY/s1600-h/PICT0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15-30 Nov&lt;/strong&gt;. The maid went back to manila and we were left to do the chores ourselves. man, it's tough being a maid. But we survived. my younger brother and i also took up squash, which is very fun. It's a nice sport cuz you can play with ppl or by yourself. which actually also makes it kinda emo, like when you're angry or depressed you just go there and keep whacking the ball. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd-4th Dec&lt;/strong&gt;, Gym farewell cum chalet! whee, it was terribly confusing and hard to get to pasir ris park but we made it there. that place is so fun and windy. after most of the people reached, we played for a while and then decided to go to the airport to send pauline off. first time i took the skytrain and saw the beautiful terminal 3. it's really wow. but i always liked airports. we got pau to say a farewell speech and hugged her before the rest went for lunch. a real farewell, eh? claire and i went to buy bbq stuff and it turned out really heavy, especially with the charcoal. after we got the rooms, the rest played games while c and i started the fire. omg, our fire was so damn good and we managed to get it going in just 45 min (: i also came up with the most emo way of smashing charcoal. we had dinner and then dodgeball and twister. haha, such invigorating yet cramp-inducing games. only a few of us stayed over and we watched high school musical first. I swear man, YOU ALL ARE SUCH CRITICS. The story's so sweet as it is but all you critics (claire yishan kelly) can only see the "this would NEVER happen in real life" part. It may okay! Enchanted must have been terrible for you all. haha. After HSM was Deathnote 1 &amp;amp; 2. But the subtitles were horribly wonky and we couldn't stand it. Kira was translated into "Very happy" and light yagami was "the monthly monarch". haha, most of us fell asleep after deathnote 2 and only claire could tahan and watched her shinobi. we left the following morning and showed the kentangs some real singaporean food. then we played the oh so addictive hangman on the mrt before i left. yay, it was really fun actually, just that not enough ppl stayed over. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2PzkkN2fXI/AAAAAAAAAdc/YMxdqhlXfco/s1600-h/PICT0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144223008909852018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2PzkkN2fXI/AAAAAAAAAdc/YMxdqhlXfco/s320/PICT0052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2PzkEN2fWI/AAAAAAAAAdU/RU7-TtwoqvU/s1600-h/PICT0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144223000319917410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2PzkEN2fWI/AAAAAAAAAdU/RU7-TtwoqvU/s320/PICT0032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2PzlEN2fYI/AAAAAAAAAdk/vLUXD0MFfZo/s1600-h/PICT0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144223017499786626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2PzlEN2fYI/AAAAAAAAAdk/vLUXD0MFfZo/s320/PICT0050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2PzlkN2fZI/AAAAAAAAAds/8MFypEZ4Zzk/s1600-h/PICT0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144223026089721234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2PzlkN2fZI/AAAAAAAAAds/8MFypEZ4Zzk/s320/PICT0059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13 Dec&lt;/strong&gt;: IN CHINAAAA. Details in next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alrighty, that's bout it. the rest of my time was spent on training, squash but mostly at home playing with my younger brother who is really kinda adorably cute and very sensitive. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-2266483229456030881?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2266483229456030881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=2266483229456030881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/2266483229456030881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/2266483229456030881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/12/hello-im-back.html' title='hello i&apos;m back!'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/R2PyDkN2fQI/AAAAAAAAAck/ckLSmTIJeAs/s72-c/PICT0025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-8884706403463407252</id><published>2007-11-11T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T22:34:45.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S is for Saturdays, Sundays and Slack</title><content type='html'>I have this sudden craving for oreos and i'm sad because someone finished the last 2 packets at home. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S is for Saturdays, Sundays and Slack. Which explains how inactive i've been and how completely fried my brain is. I need to pep up my life. and i swear i'll start soon. Like, tomorrow. Sounds like a good day! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Transformers today, it was really cool. and woah. and cool. I wouldn't mind having a car which could drive itself. (: and jiawen, as much as i don't really want to agree with you, josh duhamel looks good in there. I promise i'll watch transformers 2 when it's still in the cinemas! Which reminds me, i need to watch stardust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, another crap post this was. Whatever, my brain's crashed. Byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-8884706403463407252?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8884706403463407252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=8884706403463407252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/8884706403463407252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/8884706403463407252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/11/s-is-for-saturdays-sundays-and-slack.html' title='S is for Saturdays, Sundays and Slack'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-2671431381763035536</id><published>2007-11-09T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T21:16:13.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pic-ka-boo (:</title><content type='html'>Lalalala, lovely pics coming right up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RzRS2PAX1kI/AAAAAAAAAac/T7eg8lvPQS0/s1600-h/PICT0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130816967176345154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RzRS2PAX1kI/AAAAAAAAAac/T7eg8lvPQS0/s320/PICT0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group Nine! having fun with the timer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RzRS3PAX1lI/AAAAAAAAAak/Cpd343galD0/s1600-h/PICT0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130816984356214354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RzRS3PAX1lI/AAAAAAAAAak/Cpd343galD0/s320/PICT0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The camera stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RzRS4PAX1nI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Kq8nUZitpA0/s1600-h/PICT0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130817001536083570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RzRS4PAX1nI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Kq8nUZitpA0/s320/PICT0017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Potter and Pals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RzRS3vAX1mI/AAAAAAAAAas/OuYgct5Jbdk/s1600-h/PICT0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130816992946148962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RzRS3vAX1mI/AAAAAAAAAas/OuYgct5Jbdk/s320/PICT0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One-third of Tribe caramandu! complete with face paint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RzRS4vAX1oI/AAAAAAAAAa8/UbBzfPsL6DI/s1600-h/PICT0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130817010126018178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RzRS4vAX1oI/AAAAAAAAAa8/UbBzfPsL6DI/s320/PICT0022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our resident camwhore, in full maori fashion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RzRVmPAX1pI/AAAAAAAAAbE/ypl2Q9DDC_0/s1600-h/PICT0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130819990833321618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RzRVmPAX1pI/AAAAAAAAAbE/ypl2Q9DDC_0/s320/PICT0037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group 9 part 1: Tentmates (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RzRVnPAX1rI/AAAAAAAAAbU/cnQGnEf6tAQ/s1600-h/PICT0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130820008013190834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RzRVnPAX1rI/AAAAAAAAAbU/cnQGnEf6tAQ/s320/PICT0067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RzRVmvAX1qI/AAAAAAAAAbM/leOZCDuy9Ns/s1600-h/PICT0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130819999423256226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RzRVmvAX1qI/AAAAAAAAAbM/leOZCDuy9Ns/s320/PICT0065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have this thing for self-timers, i swear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RzRVn_AX1tI/AAAAAAAAAbk/oMmUWleCujI/s1600-h/PICT0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130820020898092754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RzRVn_AX1tI/AAAAAAAAAbk/oMmUWleCujI/s320/PICT0072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compare and contrast with the statue behind, embrace recyling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130827614400272194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RzRch_AX10I/AAAAAAAAAcc/-AwrAJ-V9jU/s320/PICT0091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Writing notes to fling at the ppl who don't want to brush their teeth :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RzRXTPAX1yI/AAAAAAAAAcM/Ivx2pcPqkkw/s1600-h/PICT0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130821863439062818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RzRXTPAX1yI/AAAAAAAAAcM/Ivx2pcPqkkw/s320/PICT0105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cheryl, what are you doing? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RzRXRvAX1vI/AAAAAAAAAb0/nr278HdnZZU/s1600-h/PICT0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130821837669258994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RzRXRvAX1vI/AAAAAAAAAb0/nr278HdnZZU/s320/PICT0085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dinner duty, and camwhoring is infectious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RzRXR_AX1wI/AAAAAAAAAb8/x2lWJtap1MQ/s1600-h/PICT0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130821841964226306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RzRXR_AX1wI/AAAAAAAAAb8/x2lWJtap1MQ/s320/PICT0090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See, i told ya so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RzRXQvAX1uI/AAAAAAAAAbs/yDeMGFZBbx0/s1600-h/PICT0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130821820489389794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RzRXQvAX1uI/AAAAAAAAAbs/yDeMGFZBbx0/s320/PICT0076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun with the milk trolley (: (please don't kill me claire)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RzRYAvAX1zI/AAAAAAAAAcU/to_cjYij7p8/s1600-h/PICT0123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130822645123110706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RzRYAvAX1zI/AAAAAAAAAcU/to_cjYij7p8/s320/PICT0123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We're the love.&lt;/strong&gt; In clockwise direction, Vionna, Cheryl A, Cheryl L, Kimberley, Sherlyn, Joyce, Jingxian, Sarah, Kalya, Claire, me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-2671431381763035536?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2671431381763035536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=2671431381763035536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/2671431381763035536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/2671431381763035536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/11/pic-ka-boo.html' title='Pic-ka-boo (:'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RzRS2PAX1kI/AAAAAAAAAac/T7eg8lvPQS0/s72-c/PICT0011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-8747517194689447083</id><published>2007-11-07T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T15:02:40.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lead camp!</title><content type='html'>I'm back! and this is the very memorable 80th post because i like the number 8. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, Lead camp for the past two days and today was really really fun and meaningful. I think i learnt some things too. Lots of activities and discussions. My group (nine) and facils were fab! I have a really lengthy post about what happened at lead camp but to avoid sounding really boring and naggy, i'll just do it in short form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had discussions, split up into tribes, went on a jungle hunt, pitched tents in the hall, cooked our own dinner, played silly games, took lots of photos, slept in the freezing hall, watched some wow videos, took shots about caring and thinking, camwhored everywhere (haha kalya), went around singapore on the "pay it forward" challenge, ran a lot, did dinner duty, listened to awards talk, more discussions, scared each other at night, took quiz and went on scavenger hunt, played ultimate hantam bola, cleaned j-blk toilet, did grp performance, wrote letters to ourselves and had lots of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some memorable/hilarious things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kalya's wonky camera which turned everything purple and blurry&lt;br /&gt;2. Claire and her program booklet schedule (:&lt;br /&gt;3. Very gooey face-paint&lt;br /&gt;4. Running everywhere&lt;br /&gt;5. Our incredible luck at the "mountain climb"&lt;br /&gt;6. Tribe Caramandu! (hopefully, it's spelt like that) Ching-balabalabala&lt;br /&gt;7. Cooking green spinach beehoon and dropping a whole bunch of it&lt;br /&gt;8. Cheryl, baked beans, poisonous fumes :D&lt;br /&gt;9. Good shots and great shots&lt;br /&gt;10. The no point bottle game without bottles&lt;br /&gt;11. Joyce's way of finding out if a flat is a one-room flat: Just throw stones at 2 windows and see if the same person opens them. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;12. Singing the school song at an increased speed in front of the statue of Raffles.&lt;br /&gt;13. Kalya WALKING into a bench&lt;br /&gt;14. Running all the way from the bus stop gate to the ks chee to the hall.&lt;br /&gt;15. Dinner duty! and bathing in peace. and someone's very shocking squeal.&lt;br /&gt;16. Flinging notes into juanmin's tent and at the ppl who didn't want to brush their teeth&lt;br /&gt;17. Screaming our best when our grp was called&lt;br /&gt;18. Scoring an incredulous 4 out of 5 pts for a maths qn during the quiz which we didn't think we'd get&lt;br /&gt;19. Managing to find a 5 cm test tube. It's so teeny and cute&lt;br /&gt;20. Doing a robotic chicken dance&lt;br /&gt;21. Joyce knowing the author "james joyce" because she googled her name before&lt;br /&gt;22. Carnivores at the table&lt;br /&gt;23. Sarah trying to intercept the ball by standing RIGHT IN FRONT of the ball-carrier during Hantam bola&lt;br /&gt;24. Claire and me with the milk trolley&lt;br /&gt;25. Injesting so much milo&lt;br /&gt;26. Cleaning the toilet and claire's lovely story about the finger. brrr&lt;br /&gt;27. Letters to ourselves! "dear me.."&lt;br /&gt;28. Grp performance! "I think, therefore i care"&lt;br /&gt;29. Rushing out notes for the facils and trying to hide it from them&lt;br /&gt;30. EVERYTHING ELSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, i kinda miss them already. Claire, Cheryl L, Kalya, Joyce, Jingxian, Sarah, Sherlyn, Kimberley, Cheryl A and Vionna. It was really extremely fun going through lead camp with all of you Potter and Pals! Thanks loads for everything (: and good luck running your ccas, i know all of you will be very caring thinking leaders. This feels almost like post-obs all over again. Pics will come in the next post, as well as videos. :D Anw, wan ting ♥ you, NINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;You don't see to believe, you believe to see.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-8747517194689447083?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8747517194689447083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=8747517194689447083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/8747517194689447083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/8747517194689447083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/11/lead-camp.html' title='Lead camp!'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-6244556605798448634</id><published>2007-11-02T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T23:34:02.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pic spam!</title><content type='html'>Post-worthy pics from the past few days. Read previous posts for relevance. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RysxlbLCr7I/AAAAAAAAAWk/Y2R8pgpzabQ/s1600-h/PICT0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128247119710433202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RysxlbLCr7I/AAAAAAAAAWk/Y2R8pgpzabQ/s320/PICT0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha carol :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RysxnLLCr8I/AAAAAAAAAWs/lwBuNgmlzqc/s1600-h/PICT0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128247149775204290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="247" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RysxnLLCr8I/AAAAAAAAAWs/lwBuNgmlzqc/s320/PICT0007.JPG" width="332" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think we lost that game. That's our shooter, btw. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RysxnrLCr9I/AAAAAAAAAW0/5QxOzhGT62c/s1600-h/PICT0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128247158365138898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px" height="253" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RysxnrLCr9I/AAAAAAAAAW0/5QxOzhGT62c/s320/PICT0018.JPG" width="338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128247197019844578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 331px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" height="251" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rysxp7LCr-I/AAAAAAAAAW8/0zMEFkUgID8/s320/PICT0041.JPG" width="342" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's artistic! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RysxrrLCr_I/AAAAAAAAAXE/2RHC7zgL0Yo/s1600-h/PICT0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128247227084615666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 331px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" height="249" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RysxrrLCr_I/AAAAAAAAAXE/2RHC7zgL0Yo/s320/PICT0043.JPG" width="340" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The hits and MISSes of 309 ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rysy6rLCsBI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Zmbcw4yK-XY/s1600-h/PICT0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128248584294281234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rysy6rLCsBI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Zmbcw4yK-XY/s320/PICT0045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eager beaver 2 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rysy7LLCsCI/AAAAAAAAAXc/IK3Vle5910g/s1600-h/PICT0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128248592884215842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rysy7LLCsCI/AAAAAAAAAXc/IK3Vle5910g/s320/PICT0054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The there-but-not-there pic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rysy77LCsDI/AAAAAAAAAXk/2wEyzuNx7lQ/s1600-h/PICT0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128248605769117746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rysy77LCsDI/AAAAAAAAAXk/2wEyzuNx7lQ/s320/PICT0055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a door. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rysy8bLCsEI/AAAAAAAAAXs/OPGlxEEiCz4/s1600-h/PICT0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128248614359052354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="251" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rysy8bLCsEI/AAAAAAAAAXs/OPGlxEEiCz4/s320/PICT0056.JPG" width="334" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear this is not representative of my cooking abilities. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know you want them, OUR GORGEOUS COOKIES. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rys1yrLCsMI/AAAAAAAAAYs/VcIXT4UqI9o/s1600-h/PICT0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128251745390211266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rys1yrLCsMI/AAAAAAAAAYs/VcIXT4UqI9o/s320/PICT0038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rys1wrLCsKI/AAAAAAAAAYc/hNEWG-7JV-k/s1600-h/PICT0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128251711030472866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rys1wrLCsKI/AAAAAAAAAYc/hNEWG-7JV-k/s320/PICT0016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rys10LLCsNI/AAAAAAAAAY0/Ngq6MnKTvlM/s1600-h/PICT0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128251771160015058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rys10LLCsNI/AAAAAAAAAY0/Ngq6MnKTvlM/s320/PICT0047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rys11bLCsOI/AAAAAAAAAY8/3Ww0zNXNZxQ/s1600-h/PICT0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128251792634851554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rys11bLCsOI/AAAAAAAAAY8/3Ww0zNXNZxQ/s320/PICT0048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128251741095243954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="252" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rys1ybLCsLI/AAAAAAAAAYk/TrYoQ_A7K2c/s320/PICT0021.JPG" width="331" border="0" /&gt;Three minute meals - Monster Fingers. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rys3AbLCsPI/AAAAAAAAAZE/6IA0Ijp11-4/s1600-h/PICT0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128253081125040370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rys3AbLCsPI/AAAAAAAAAZE/6IA0Ijp11-4/s320/PICT0050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Paparazzi shot 1 - Failed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rys3BrLCsQI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Vfqu9tFKSYU/s1600-h/PICT0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128253102599876866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rys3BrLCsQI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Vfqu9tFKSYU/s320/PICT0051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paparazzi shot 2 - Failed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rys3CrLCsRI/AAAAAAAAAZU/NCRnmCaY0gg/s1600-h/PICT0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128253119779746066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rys3CrLCsRI/AAAAAAAAAZU/NCRnmCaY0gg/s320/PICT0052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Paparazzi shot 3 - Got it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rys3DrLCsSI/AAAAAAAAAZc/67siB5gOOu0/s1600-h/PICT0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128253136959615266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rys3DrLCsSI/AAAAAAAAAZc/67siB5gOOu0/s320/PICT0057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rys3EbLCsTI/AAAAAAAAAZk/hbKtsLCxqWs/s1600-h/PICT0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128253149844517170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rys3EbLCsTI/AAAAAAAAAZk/hbKtsLCxqWs/s320/PICT0070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The QUEEN and her fellow royalty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rys-9bLCsUI/AAAAAAAAAZs/etx2JXaef1o/s1600-h/PICT0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128261825678455106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rys-9bLCsUI/AAAAAAAAAZs/etx2JXaef1o/s320/PICT0072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her jesters. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rys-97LCsVI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/57WK-dSd4po/s1600-h/PICT0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128261834268389714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rys-97LCsVI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/57WK-dSd4po/s320/PICT0059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her royal subjects. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rys--rLCsWI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/DOiKBbq-l9k/s1600-h/PICT0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128261847153291618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rys--rLCsWI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/DOiKBbq-l9k/s320/PICT0061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yi-lin's oh so cool fan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rys-_LLCsXI/AAAAAAAAAaE/DOj4VkSsw6g/s1600-h/PICT0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128261855743226226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rys-_LLCsXI/AAAAAAAAAaE/DOj4VkSsw6g/s320/PICT0082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rys-_7LCsYI/AAAAAAAAAaM/RAvUebs6osg/s1600-h/PICT0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128261868628128130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rys-_7LCsYI/AAAAAAAAAaM/RAvUebs6osg/s320/PICT0084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The awards. and no, liu jiawen's not the one who got best in class for maths. She insists she's best in EVERYTHING. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RytADLLCsZI/AAAAAAAAAaU/3cd8_m-CGe8/s1600-h/PICT0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128263023974330770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RytADLLCsZI/AAAAAAAAAaU/3cd8_m-CGe8/s320/PICT0091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why are we such camwhores? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-6244556605798448634?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6244556605798448634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=6244556605798448634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/6244556605798448634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/6244556605798448634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/11/pic-spam.html' title='Pic spam!'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RysxlbLCr7I/AAAAAAAAAWk/Y2R8pgpzabQ/s72-c/PICT0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-3262800315472207557</id><published>2007-11-02T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T22:07:48.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell</title><content type='html'>Byebye sec 4s and mrs tan. I'll really miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell lineup felt kinda stupid, but i guess it is quite nice seeing people welcome you into school all the way starting from the traffic junction. On your last day as principal. Farewell assembly, pretty cool and yet pretty boring. But my my, so many awards. Handover was sweet. :) and sad. Like, you see all the sec 3 heads lining up and you think, ohmygod, our year is taking over. Graduation song's just sad, i think i may cry when it's my turn. Concert for Mrs Tan was fabulous! Pseudonym, sec 1s, 2s, and 3s all did well. :D and of course, sec 4s. All the gifts for her were cool too! haha, abstract trees. Shit, she was a really good principal. I still wish she doesn't have to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Report book collection afterwards was sort of a pleasant surprise. :) then i realised they moderated scores. Waited for jiawen in the canteen with yi-lin later. We were just talking about how much we'll miss rgs. When i leave, i'll miss rgs like crazy. It really feels like a home. Even when it's old and small and falling apart, it really feels like home and you can actually feel the school spirit and the love. It's this warmth and love and comfort that rgs has that makes me want to stay. How cheesy, and yet how true. I'm going to take loads of photos of every little corner in rgs, because every corner is special. Classrooms, toilets, stairs, amphi, foyer, canteen, CLC, hall, kschee, corridors, etc. It'll be such a bittersweet sadness when i have to leave. More bitter than sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subway, bubble tea, home, chocolate, book and sleep. Perfect. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-3262800315472207557?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3262800315472207557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=3262800315472207557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/3262800315472207557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/3262800315472207557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/11/farewell.html' title='Farewell'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-235840886329381662</id><published>2007-10-31T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T21:37:18.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making decisions can be very tiring, so i slept in until 10. :) Lunch later with yenyee jiawen and xianmin at lot 1 then off to my house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE MADE COOKIES! loads of them, normal, double chocolate and peanut butter. and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;XIANMIN DID SOMETHING&lt;/span&gt; (and she's very proud of it). :) heehee. Our cookies were all so cute and tasty and FILLED WITH LOVE. 309, you better feel it when you munch on our branded cookies tmr. After a few batches of cookies, we decided to do our own 3 minute meals cooking show. Funnehhh. "i thought we agreed not to use the ticking sound?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL 2 screening in class! Yay! I WANT FABULOUS! ok, i'm officially addicted to that song. Acting rich is so fun. HSM songs are always so addictive. Haha i've got the vids to prove that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class closure, class party, class cleanup. I WAS QUEEN OF 309 FOR THE DAY. And when the queen says "Can you all stop moving?" very loudly (even though it's only to the jesters whom she wants a pic of), ALL HER ROYAL SUBJECTS PAUSE AND BECOME SILENT. I love being the queen (: Yi-lin and yenlin were my fellow royalty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the maths teachers are very nice, nothing like a little encouragement to keep us going. Just like primary school. :D Can't blame them for the kinda cheapo prizes though, it came out of their own pockets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym was as usual, trip to gym was not. Stupid BARBOSSA and her when-sth-is-in-my-way-i-don't-go-ard-it-i-move-it mindset. And I swear, trying not to laugh when you obviously want to is very tiring. plus mouth cramping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-235840886329381662?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/235840886329381662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=235840886329381662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/235840886329381662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/235840886329381662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/halloween.html' title='Halloween!'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-2933673113732556712</id><published>2007-10-30T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T22:57:24.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pfft.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I thought it was settled. Honestly. And i was so happy over it too. This just PROVES that NO ONE can have their cake and eat it too. The person who came up with the idiom was sure smart. So yep, i have until 10 pm to decide whether to go to DALI and XI AN (which interestingly, when put together, spells xian) or to stay in sunny singapore and go for gym farewell. HOW HOW I CAN'T DECIDE. and i have half an hour left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ahh, ok, i'll talk bout today first. Happy (: We haven't taken excursion bus ride together for so long. Right at the back of the bus, we talked about our dear childhood. haha. teletubbies "tinky winky is purple! no, he's blue!", enid blyton "omg, i have tons at home", power rangers "eh i liked the pink ranger most!" and charmed. Lew guiqi was damn amusing. "I liked the pink ranger so much, i wanted to call myself KIMBERLEY LEW" and then afterwards, when the topic shifted to charmed. "Omg, I loved the main character so much, i wanted to name myself ALYSSA LEW." Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Omnimax was k3wll but giddying. Lecture was simply hmm. I wanted to look for the ninja-window washing game after that but we ended up looking at optical illusions. Lunch at pizza hut was so good. and cheesy. poor yenlin had to wait for her pizza for like ages. School-goers left after lunch and the studious rest went to the library. Quite cool, but i was so not in the mood for reading. The rest were all so absorbed in their chosen reads and i was like randomly flipping through stuff like biological warfare and endangered animals. Oh yes, at the library, we saw this book with an author who's called Lizabeth sth and i pointed out how weird that name is. THEN, LEW GUIQI went "i wanted to call myself LISABELLE last time, after elizabeth and annabelle." omg, guiqi, are you trying to be the next yenyee? Kimberley Alyssa Lisabelle Lew GuiQi. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gym was pretty killing. Pre-gym was fun. I think i'm going to die of carbon intake after all the bbqs i have to attend this year. And apparently, my potato scheme won't work. Perhaps corn will be better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-2933673113732556712?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2933673113732556712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=2933673113732556712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/2933673113732556712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/2933673113732556712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/pfft.html' title='Pfft.'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-6221095509449385782</id><published>2007-10-29T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T23:20:49.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Netball carn 07</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We met our goal! yay, very good 309. :D And we won shooting and had the best shooter. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The day started out oh so wet and rainy. At least there was no scorching sun. Everyone changed into the shirts. They look good. And cuz the shirt is pretty small, they were all very fitting, unlike the usual potato sacks. Fitting shirts make us look skinnier. Haha :D Cheer was kinda pathetic, so never mind. But our playing wasn't all that bad. We won a few, lost a few and drew a lot. During the game against 303, my sole fell out. Not because i was playing, but because i jumped so much in excitement. Haha. I had to go through the rest of netball carn with a soleless shoe though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone played great! But i think our MVP of today is our dear Choo yen! Yay, damn pro. Congrats to 306 for winning. Btw, i swear, the PE Dept/School is really cheapo. Chips, wang wang and ribena as prizes?!? Then again, in primary school, the captain ball prizes were RECYCLED NOTEPAPER. The teachers-netballers games were awesome. Some teachers are pretty good. And funny. Heh. But the netballers pwn la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After results, we kinda pic spamed. And then we played a new game. I hereby name it NETSOLE. Featuring my rubber sole. A group of players stand around the net and try to fling the sole in. First person to do so wins! Haha. I glued the stupid sole back to my shoe later though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Was supposed to have class lunch at Sushi Tei, but we ended up going to Seoul garden. With only 16 ppl. That's not even half the class! But whatever, we'll go for lunch together another day. Jiawen Guiqi and Carol pangsehed me. Hmph. And i don't think it's very value for money. The black pepper beef is delish though. I kinda just ate lots of meat and tofu. Feel the fatss. The ice-kachang bar's really cool! and i found out that ice-cream totally does not go with jelly. Ok, remember that. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Pics and vids now! (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Anal, blogger, anal.) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Earthquake 1 at 0.11, Earthquake 2 at 2.56 and Earthquake 3 at 3.50. Cuz we like, scored, scored and won! Haha, one of the best games of today. It was against 303.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Earthquake at 2.30. Cuz we scored and later on won! Yay, another great game. Opponent was 308. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Our revolutionary game of netsole. See above for game rules. Choo yen won! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-6221095509449385782?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6221095509449385782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=6221095509449385782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/6221095509449385782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/6221095509449385782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/netball-carn-07.html' title='Netball carn 07'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-776175138284642047</id><published>2007-10-28T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T16:12:02.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yes yes, THE SHIRT!</title><content type='html'>YAY YAY Our prettaye shirt is done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;309, your darling class chairs and a very helpful yenlin (do thank her!) spent their sunday morning at yours truly's house fixing up your class shirt. And it's GORGEOUS. Cept for some which we kinda screwed up. Only slightly! Please don't kill us! Thank you. But yes, most of them ended up as something i know you'll be very proud to wear. :D Do you want a preview? Yesyes, i know you do! SO, PRESENTING... 309'07's CLASS SHIRT! Please welcome the hits and MISSes of 309! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RyWRzLLCruI/AAAAAAAAAVE/jYW3yl2G5Go/s1600-h/PICT0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126664059189636834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RyWRzLLCruI/AAAAAAAAAVE/jYW3yl2G5Go/s320/PICT0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RyWRz7LCrvI/AAAAAAAAAVM/e0_fvFX8Nxk/s1600-h/PICT0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126664072074538738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RyWRz7LCrvI/AAAAAAAAAVM/e0_fvFX8Nxk/s320/PICT0009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RyWR1bLCrxI/AAAAAAAAAVc/moc-lXYCYrI/s1600-h/PICT0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126664097844342546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RyWR1bLCrxI/AAAAAAAAAVc/moc-lXYCYrI/s320/PICT0020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RyWR3rLCryI/AAAAAAAAAVk/vh298_KBxbo/s1600-h/PICT0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126664136499048226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RyWR3rLCryI/AAAAAAAAAVk/vh298_KBxbo/s320/PICT0016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RyWR0rLCrwI/AAAAAAAAAVU/DraEP0QCZB4/s1600-h/PICT0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126664084959440642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RyWR0rLCrwI/AAAAAAAAAVU/DraEP0QCZB4/s320/PICT0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The tablecloth/blanket shirt. Haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nice right? I don't care, it is! I stressed so much just printing the letters, yenlin did them at almost twice the speed i did. But we had a lot of fun doing them. Yishan the painter(of the stencils), Wan ting and yenlin the printers, and ruixin the shirt-hander. haha, we kept suanning ruixin. (jiawen, you would have loved to be there) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went shopping in the afternoon and i found a new friend. (okay, i didn't find, i searched. Went to action city in Bugis and Plaza Sing just to look for it.) Say hello to my new friend, ____! (secret name) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RyWUrrLCrzI/AAAAAAAAAVs/VcafVBXVrvQ/s1600-h/PICT0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126667228875501362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RyWUrrLCrzI/AAAAAAAAAVs/VcafVBXVrvQ/s320/PICT0025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isn't it so adorably cute? And no, i refuse to acknowledge that it's chappy the rabbit as my brother says. It's my dear ____! hah. Alright, netball carn tomorrow. Go 309! Do your best! But whatever the outcome, i'll still love you. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-776175138284642047?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/776175138284642047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=776175138284642047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/776175138284642047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/776175138284642047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/yes-yes-shirt.html' title='yes yes, THE SHIRT!'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RyWRzLLCruI/AAAAAAAAAVE/jYW3yl2G5Go/s72-c/PICT0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-4652718618952900105</id><published>2007-10-26T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T23:30:04.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;haha ok, i didn't really know what to title this post. So yep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to blog about ice-skating on wed! anw, we went down, met xianmin and her sister and then yenlin came. quite fun la, but some blinking idiot speed skater knocked me down and my camera skidded right across the ice and i had to CRAWL over to get it. Speed skaters are all buffoons unless they can give a very good reason why they like to skate really fast, spew ice at everyone and make them fall. Another stupid one was wearing this huge yellow jersey which said "ALAN". why would you want people to remember your name when all you do is make people fall down huh? Anw, people recognized xianmin! and asked for a photo, haha. total stardom man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RyIDgLLCrlI/AAAAAAAAAUE/MkCDP3RNCok/s1600-h/PICT0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RyIDgLLCrlI/AAAAAAAAAUE/MkCDP3RNCok/s1600-h/PICT0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125663177190846034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RyIDgLLCrlI/AAAAAAAAAUE/MkCDP3RNCok/s320/PICT0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RyIDgrLCrmI/AAAAAAAAAUM/0mM5RdQcAcE/s1600-h/PICT0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125663185780780642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RyIDgrLCrmI/AAAAAAAAAUM/0mM5RdQcAcE/s320/PICT0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RyIDhLLCrnI/AAAAAAAAAUU/r14-egc7Jqs/s1600-h/PICT0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125663194370715250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RyIDhLLCrnI/AAAAAAAAAUU/r14-egc7Jqs/s320/PICT0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RyIDhbLCroI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qm9DkFX2OdM/s1600-h/PICT0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125663198665682562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RyIDhbLCroI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Qm9DkFX2OdM/s320/PICT0020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was pretty much a bore today, but it was Pokai Tahu Chan Siobhan Joan Goh Yvonne Lina Lim Yen Yee's birthday! I was like, the fifth person to wish her. Focus group discussion, movie/documentary screening and no more! love being released early. But i'm super broke now cuz lots of people owe me money. All of us were super broke. We went to taka basement for lunch and then went to art friend. then jiawen left and then yenlin pangseh me (hah, her turn this time.) to go home. Yilin xm and i had nothing to do so we just walked around, looking at gorgeous stuff and lamenting how sad it is to be broke. (STAND UP AND SPEAK OUT FOR POVERTY) We left for shaw house later and on the way there, we met yenyee's friends who chucked her birthday present from her sec 1 class with us! Haha, so yilin was suckered into bringing it home. we used it as a sunshade half of the time though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Shaw was just plain embarrassing for xm, haha, i don't think anyone has owed mcdonalds money yet! heehee. We talked and took lots of pics and vids which made us happier cuz cameras make you feel like you're still carrying something worthwhile. I don't think that made sense but whatever. We had lots of fun (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Left to collect shirts after that and they're kinda heavy really. and bulky. And singaporeans are such that no one in the whole stinking bus offered me a seat throughout the half an hour even though i was carrying this huge plastic bag roughly the size of 5 big watermelons. So i had to stand, and doze off standing. Hmph. But the shirts are pretty nice :D Shall not put pics yet, spoil the surprise! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RyIDiLLCrpI/AAAAAAAAAUk/UwGLh7o_nU0/s1600-h/PICT0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125663211550584466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RyIDiLLCrpI/AAAAAAAAAUk/UwGLh7o_nU0/s320/PICT0036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; coolest picture of the day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-4652718618952900105?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4652718618952900105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=4652718618952900105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/4652718618952900105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/4652718618952900105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/yo.html' title='Yo'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RyIDgLLCrlI/AAAAAAAAAUE/MkCDP3RNCok/s72-c/PICT0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-4417480707599030477</id><published>2007-10-25T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T21:53:22.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>309 Champs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;309 WON INTERCLASS RUGBY! WE WON THE FIRST EVER INTERCLASS RUGBY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and i wasn't there with them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh man, pre-lead camp was good (: but you don't know how much i wanted to be down there with them. Good job to 310 too for winning volleyball. and to everyone for playing their best! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;HELLO 309! Even though i couldn't be there by you all i still think you all are the BEST and i'm very very very proud of you all. You all pwn both in rugby and softball. I've heard the highlights and the nitty-gritty stuff about the matches and i still want to hear more! I only managed to catch half a match but I can tell you all are damn pro already. yes yes, I LOVE YOU! Who cares if the prize is just a bottle of H20, we showed em all! Nevermind if we're damn shit at netball (maybe we're not!), WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS FOR RUGBY! Once again, i would have given anything to have been able to be by the field or on the field, running and tackling my heart out for the class. I've heard about and seen your injuries and i feel even sadder. GET WELL SOON. You all are the best! :D And that's how gu-niang we are, hah. Rugby's so cool man. AND I BLODDY HAD TO MISS IT. Okay, forget it, it's over. I'm really exhilarated 309 won! YAY YAY YAY. I ♥ 309. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Right, pre-lead camp. It's pretty fun :D Ice-breaker games, sharing, talks, DISC profiles (aka. psychologist training), planning, jungle dance which they made us do loads of times and heart attack which gives you a total backache. Haha, yep. Lead camp should be fun (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gym was so loser and tiring today. At least i met ivy. She seems happier now. Not as stressed :) But i'm pissed now, cuz i have to go to china when i don't want to. STUPID STUPID STUPID. Especially since it clashes with sec 4 farewell. I DO NOT KNOW HOW TO SETTLE THIS. SUCKS. ok, more negotiation needed. byebye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, i need to end this post happily cuz it's mainly about 309 and rugby and i'm happy about 309 and rugby. So, WELL DONE, ILY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-4417480707599030477?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4417480707599030477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=4417480707599030477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/4417480707599030477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/4417480707599030477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/309-champs.html' title='309 Champs!'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-4428430468227507344</id><published>2007-10-21T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T21:11:22.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>松本潤 ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kimi wa Petto. For those who are anti-matsu jun, this is the drama to watch. All your steel and stone hearts will simply melt awayyyy at the sight of Momo. HYD2 is so annoying, hope it picks up in the later episodes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anw, 6G gathering date is confirmed. 15 november 2007. Come if you can! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tmr's schedule sounds super boring. And it totally aches to move an inch. harumph. ok, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Momo! 私は愛する!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RxtO-O4CLbI/AAAAAAAAAT8/cxIMYx7ZwgM/s1600-h/Jun9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123775832116047282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RxtO-O4CLbI/AAAAAAAAAT8/cxIMYx7ZwgM/s320/Jun9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-4428430468227507344?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4428430468227507344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=4428430468227507344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/4428430468227507344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/4428430468227507344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='松本潤 ♥'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RxtO-O4CLbI/AAAAAAAAAT8/cxIMYx7ZwgM/s72-c/Jun9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-4511873725504737165</id><published>2007-10-20T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T20:20:54.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only one week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt; This is lovely. It's been one month since i last did gym and the first thing on laoshi's list was conditioning. Stairs look menacing right now. D: BBQ yesterday was fabby, lots of food and fun! Wading in baby pools can be very wetttt though, especially with yi-lin's youngest brother around. Little monster who was determined to splash us all, but very cute monster. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday began well with social studies. Social studies makes me happy now, used to hate it. Hehe. Then was class cheer production and netball prac. At least class morale is up a little :D Supposed to have rugby prac but it was too late so, oh well. Did CmPS for a while then went to get back english and chinese. It was terrible. I've never ever ever done so badly for english before. Even chinese was better. I repeat, CHINESE. Just that i had a kazillion cuo bie zi and actually used kanji instead of chinese while writing a word. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lead camp briefing, i went back to class and played dress-up ariel with chooyen, yenyee, jiawen and aera. then we fooled around with the love calculator for a while (7 children and a dog, heehee) and then proceeded to optical illusions and brainteasers. lots of laugh. We would have done more, but we had to go for the bbq. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okay, pictures will do the talking now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RxnxWe4CLXI/AAAAAAAAATc/UZnmYukyHDc/s1600-h/PICT0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123391419658153330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RxnxWe4CLXI/AAAAAAAAATc/UZnmYukyHDc/s320/PICT0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RxnwNu4CLSI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Pr1vR92BHnI/s1600-h/PICT0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123390169822670114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RxnwNu4CLSI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Pr1vR92BHnI/s320/PICT0003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stand up and speak out for poverty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RxnyS-4CLaI/AAAAAAAAAT0/A6l_ysDPvXA/s1600-h/PICT0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123392459040239010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RxnyS-4CLaI/AAAAAAAAAT0/A6l_ysDPvXA/s320/PICT0018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;K-box on Wednesday (missing: yi-lin and aera)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RxnwNO4CLRI/AAAAAAAAASs/3o_4Kwuomak/s1600-h/ariel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123390161232735506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RxnwNO4CLRI/AAAAAAAAASs/3o_4Kwuomak/s320/ariel.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dress up Ariel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RxnwO-4CLVI/AAAAAAAAATM/phzeYX930K0/s1600-h/PICT0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123390191297506642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RxnwO-4CLVI/AAAAAAAAATM/phzeYX930K0/s320/PICT0041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eager beaver :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RxnwOu4CLUI/AAAAAAAAATE/lkNeQhBykM8/s1600-h/PICT0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123390187002539330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RxnwOu4CLUI/AAAAAAAAATE/lkNeQhBykM8/s320/PICT0040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Chaotah satay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RxnxV-4CLWI/AAAAAAAAATU/li4kbwpYBaA/s1600-h/PICT0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123391411068218722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RxnxV-4CLWI/AAAAAAAAATU/li4kbwpYBaA/s320/PICT0044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RxnxWu4CLYI/AAAAAAAAATk/ciWQfDNLflc/s1600-h/PICT0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123391423953120642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RxnxWu4CLYI/AAAAAAAAATk/ciWQfDNLflc/s320/PICT0057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wet wet waders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RxnxXO4CLZI/AAAAAAAAATs/BM4-Nd8RCAg/s1600-h/PICT0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123391432543055250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RxnxXO4CLZI/AAAAAAAAATs/BM4-Nd8RCAg/s320/PICT0059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;love! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-4511873725504737165?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4511873725504737165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=4511873725504737165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/4511873725504737165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/4511873725504737165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/only-one-week.html' title='Only one week'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RxnxWe4CLXI/AAAAAAAAATc/UZnmYukyHDc/s72-c/PICT0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-5937101874731464229</id><published>2007-10-18T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T22:22:18.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The list!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;17,18,19. You could smile or you could cry. Pick one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I haven't gotten over geog yet. Physics wasn't as bad since i didn't have that high expectations. But geog is just depressing. Now that you think of it, GPAs are actually a sucky way of computing your score. Half a bloddy mark can make all the difference. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But maths was good! yay, happy happy. What will tomorrow be, i wonder? English is a confirmed bleh. There's still hope for chinese and ss, i pray pray pray for at least a 26. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ok, no more depressing stuff, since i just finished watching hana yori dango! SWEETNESS 100%. Friends and co. were talking today about how stupid it is to actually laugh and cry at people pretending to do stuff (eg. dramas). and yeah, it's kinda dumb now that you think of it, it's not even real. But that's what we all do. Like me, i can really FEEL the heartbreaks and the sweetness and yes, it makes me happy. :D So keep the dramas rolling in! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And since i have finished both the jap hana kimi and hana yori dango, i shall dedicate this paragraph to my darling IKUTA TOMA and MATSUMOTO JUN. I know most of you would think "EWWW" but they are just so DARN CUTE. and I know lots of you will go "Urgh" when i say i like MATSUJUN, but he is honestly NOT ugly and very adorable. (: yep. Jap dramas are so nice but annoyingly short sometimes. NINE episodes of HYD is not enough. I want more! Oh wait, there's HYD2. Joy :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I forgot abt Kbox yesterday! F-U-NNNN. I think we were higher the last time but this time was funnier! Haha, we were given such a stupid room though, everyone walking in and out of Kbox had to pass by our door and i'm pretty sure they looked in. Embarrassing X 285410375028. I took a video of our -ahem- attention grabbing actions but it stays private! Until xm can blank out our faces. heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The list! The hot guy list! Haha, yes, activity for stagnant, close to dehydrated brains. But what better way to spend 2 hours before chem than to do a little euphoria inducing activity? ;) I swear the librarian hates us though. Then again, no one can exactly keep absolutely quiet when it comes to talking about those on the list, eh? It's not completed yet though, so yeah, not ready for public display! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ok night night, i have to brace myself for tmr. I realize almost this whole post is representative of my intelligence now - so Doumyouji Tsukasa. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-5937101874731464229?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5937101874731464229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=5937101874731464229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/5937101874731464229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/5937101874731464229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/list.html' title='The list!'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-354638838413255924</id><published>2007-10-15T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T10:30:46.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oof, rain!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today was the supposed FUN-IN-THE-SUN outing at east coast park roller blading, cycling, picnicing, the works. But yes, rain decided to make a special appearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, let's start from the start. We met at Bedok mrt and proceeded to have a gorgeously delicious ice-kachang which was puny. Then guiqi arrived and we went to ECP, where it started raining. Lunch at macs and then to the skate rental area. It was still drizzling so we walked from one rental area and back. Then we finally got our roller blades and off we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timeline:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.45 We put on skates&lt;br /&gt;2.50 We go down the slope together to get to the path for roller blading.&lt;br /&gt;2.51 Yi-lin and guiqi (holding each other) fell FLAT SPLAT at the end of the slope. Jiawen swerved and fell into the grass patch. Wan Ting couldn't stop and glided on for 3m more before turning. Xianmin and Carol managed to stop and help yilin and guiqi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, it was super scary! The two of them really fell flat onto the hard hard ground and yilin got 2 abrasions, one on her hip and another on her elbow. The hip one was really bad so we helped her get off her skates and brought her back to the skate rental area. Jiawen decided to wait for us at the grass patch. So yilin sat down at the bench, looking paler and paler. The bike rental guy brought us all sorts of stuff, cotton wool, yellow lotion, water to wash with, water to drink.. &lt;strong&gt;THEN YILIN FAINTED. SHE BLACKED OUT COMPLETELY.&lt;/strong&gt; She was just sitting on the chair and we were all calling her name and shaking her and using medicated oil but she was totally unconscious. Her whole face was pale and sweaty and her lips were purple. Xianmin, the guide who's supposed to know first aid, decided to call a first-aider. So huiqi told us to call for an ambulance. -.- and check her pulse. Jiawen checked and said "MODERATE PULSE" haha, it was quite freaky. We were all going "omg omg she fainted! How how?" and calling her. Then she suddenly WOKE UP. She just opened her eyes like that. And she couldn't remember fainting at all. Oh man, it was damn traumatic. How many people faint from getting an abrasion?!? But it looked really really painful. Owww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121548543680720130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RxNlQ-4CLQI/AAAAAAAAASk/MfsKbbk1V2s/s320/PICT0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, we deduced that she had low blood pressure or blood glucose levels or sth and since she obviously couldn't blade anymore, Jiawen and her changed to a double bike. And off we went. Oh yeah, it was still raining. And we realised we didn't move an inch from where we started for almost an hour. like, 2.50: skate rental area. 3.35: skate rental area. Heh, but we just went off in the rain anw, and looked so despondent, with our wet hair and clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bladed for less than an hour but it was freakishly TIRING. Every fiber of my being was tired and i don't think i lost any calories at all. Halfway through blading, xianmin asked a question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xianmin: Omg, someone tell me i'm normal. I'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone else: -silence-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, xianmin! Then while going back to the rental area, the front chain of their double bike fell off. And jiawen had to switch to the back so she could bike. It looked really funny, cuz she was biking really hard and yilin looked super relaxed in the front. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RxNj8O4CLNI/AAAAAAAAASM/QF6cLkjludk/s1600-h/PICT0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121547087686806738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RxNj8O4CLNI/AAAAAAAAASM/QF6cLkjludk/s320/PICT0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RxNj8-4CLOI/AAAAAAAAASU/1OHWb29fAL0/s1600-h/PICT0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121547100571708642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RxNj8-4CLOI/AAAAAAAAASU/1OHWb29fAL0/s320/PICT0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to macs after blading and then walked back to the bus stop. On the way, we decided to take jumping pics but xianmin couldn't take them! Mine look much better. Hah xianmin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RxNj9-4CLPI/AAAAAAAAASc/eA84xYtbM5s/s1600-h/PICT0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121547117751577842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RxNj9-4CLPI/AAAAAAAAASc/eA84xYtbM5s/s320/PICT0018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was actually really fun, cept for the stupid rain. WE NEED TO GO AGAIN WHEN IT'S SHINING NICE AND BRIGHT. haha, we're like squeezing all our activities into one week! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-354638838413255924?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/354638838413255924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=354638838413255924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/354638838413255924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/354638838413255924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/oof-rain.html' title='Oof, rain!'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RxNlQ-4CLQI/AAAAAAAAASk/MfsKbbk1V2s/s72-c/PICT0008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-1255961194448651442</id><published>2007-10-12T19:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T20:24:17.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AfterMATH</title><content type='html'>Walking along orchard road never felt so good. It must have been the first time in a really long while that we could walk for as long as we wanted and not feel our conscience whispering in our hearts very loudly "Shouldn't you be studying at home now?" Math was as good as physics. (read previous post) But whatever, it's all over! Apparently, the rest of rgs thought so too and when in orchard, rgs girls are literally all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So we went walking in circles around orchard. Sushi Tei was great, and we tried to be quiet. And we figured that when going out in a group, the only way to get everyone in the same photo was to employ the help of mirrors. So yep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rw9jtu4CLII/AAAAAAAAARk/ljhsMNqhi6E/s1600-h/PICT0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120420938671860866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rw9jtu4CLII/AAAAAAAAARk/ljhsMNqhi6E/s320/PICT0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rw9jve4CLJI/AAAAAAAAARs/lbMB8EsfDOg/s1600-h/PICT0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120420968736631954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rw9jve4CLJI/AAAAAAAAARs/lbMB8EsfDOg/s320/PICT0016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rw9jv-4CLKI/AAAAAAAAAR0/GaFMFKfSXe0/s1600-h/PICT0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120420977326566562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rw9jv-4CLKI/AAAAAAAAAR0/GaFMFKfSXe0/s320/PICT0018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Planned movie was Nanny Diaries, but no, we missed the showing. So we went for Balls of Fury instead. Nvm, excuse to watch another movie. BOF was extremely lame and all, but funny like shitzzz. None of us knew what Maggie Q's surname stood for though. (Qiu? Quah? Oh right, it's Quigley [credit:yilin]) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Neoprints are like a must for any group outing, we went twice. :D We realised that choosing a background doesn't really matter when there are 9 of us in a 2.5m x 1.5m photobooth. All you can see are faces! But yes, loads of fun :) I love you all. ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rw9nMu4CLMI/AAAAAAAAASE/UWRy4TBTWx4/s1600-h/Aftermath+neos!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120424769782688962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rw9nMu4CLMI/AAAAAAAAASE/UWRy4TBTWx4/s320/Aftermath+neos!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ok, compared to yesterday, today was TERRIBLE. (Claire, are you reading this?) NOTHING went right at all, nothing. Thank goodness i'm home now, thank goodness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-1255961194448651442?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1255961194448651442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=1255961194448651442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/1255961194448651442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/1255961194448651442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/aftermath.html' title='AfterMATH'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rw9jtu4CLII/AAAAAAAAARk/ljhsMNqhi6E/s72-c/PICT0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-5630301704175702810</id><published>2007-10-10T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T19:56:07.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ONE MORE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;JUST ONE MORE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Omg, i'm already tingling with excitement. 10 am, October 11 marks the END of EYAs 2007! Yes yes yes! Oh, but it's maths. ew. it always ends with maths. But i think i'll screw up the paper so ah well. It's what happens after maths that counts. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Frankly speaking, the past few days have been quite fun. How many times do you get to get home by 10.30 on a school day anyway? Anw, all the studying has got our brains frizzled and for the last 3 exams (chinese, physics and maths), i think i haven't studied as hard as i should. Chinese was pissifying (but surprisingly not THAT difficult), physics was total disaster (a 10.0 on the Richter Scale if you ask me) and maths, ho hum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When the clock strikes 10 tmr, CHEER YOUR HEART OUT. Cept for the maths RA ppl. Poor things, i sympathize with you. But yes, I CANNOT WAIT FOR TMR! Pure, unadulterated fun! :D We've worked so hard to enjoy that glorious moment, NOBODY can ruin it for us. GET IT? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-5630301704175702810?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5630301704175702810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=5630301704175702810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/5630301704175702810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/5630301704175702810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/oh-my.html' title='Oh my!'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-4491208320116207737</id><published>2007-10-05T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T22:42:39.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Four to go - I'm happy :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I should never have gone to school at normal time today and saved myself the million dollar question and a huge load of embarrassment. Other than that, geog was alright (: only i need a 86% to get overall 4.0. hurhur. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eng and lit felt okay too, but usually if i feel alright, it means i'm going to do like shit so yeah. Let's hope we all get to fulfil our ice-cream treats! :D Four more to go next week, three if you exclude chinese. Chem physics math, how nice. Only that i'm going to fail math. seriously, i look at some r&amp;amp;f theorem questions and I WANT TO CRY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Exams are honestly fattening. My fridge contains seven new packs of Tim Tams which is = 2497589347682780572905 calories. and 917237594756076897638946559 grams of fat. Even my dad says i look fatter. Screw you food, screw you exams. Everyone else gets thinner due to extreme studying and stress. Looks like i defied nature's law. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And yes, because im so nice, i shall thank lim yen yee here for pulling me back into reality just when i was getting way too absorbed in the world of geographical knowledge. Thank you very much and no, this is not sarcasm. :D Thanks loads, and i can't wait for next Thursday, 10 am! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-4491208320116207737?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4491208320116207737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=4491208320116207737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/4491208320116207737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/4491208320116207737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/four-to-go-im-happy-d.html' title='Four to go - I&apos;m happy :)'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-6106525196903213093</id><published>2007-10-02T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T21:55:16.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, it's DALI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ok, i should so not be blogging but, WHATEVER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I still can't believe my family's choosing to go to DALI of all places. Like, China. Arghh, not that i have anything against china(taiwan not included) or anything, but i just don't really feel like going there again. One million and one places available but nooooooooo, it has to be DALI. My family is so cheena sometimes, it gets exasperating. Good gracious, do they have something against the other countries? Just to mention, Taiwan was on our list (of 2 choices, ho hum) and yours truly fought so hard for Taiwan instead of DALI but was out voted. It was like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;DALI: Dad, younger brother, elder brother, mum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;TAIWAN: ME, mum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's so bloddy annoying really. I tried to convince them but it was like convincing yenlin to stop studying right now (i wouldn't ever try that, don't suggest you do either.) So yes, being the trying-my-best-my-ultimate-best-to-stay-positive-about-this-family-holiday-thing- person i am, i went to wikipedia to look up Dali. And when one of the entries was "&lt;a title="Dali City, Taichung County" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dali_City,_Taichung_County"&gt;Dali City, Taichung County&lt;/a&gt;, a city in &lt;a title="Taiwan" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taiwan"&gt;Taiwan&lt;/a&gt;, The &lt;a title="Republic of China" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Republic_of_China"&gt;Republic of China&lt;/a&gt; " I felt "Taiwan, yippee!" for two seconds, and then realized the second entry, "&lt;a title="Dali, Yunnan province" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dali,_Yunnan_province"&gt;Dali&lt;/a&gt;, a city in &lt;a title="Yunnan" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yunnan"&gt;Yunnan&lt;/a&gt; province in the &lt;a title="People's Republic of China" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/People"&gt;People's Republic of China&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lovely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And the disgusting chinese compre so does not make me feel better about chinese or china. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-6106525196903213093?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6106525196903213093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=6106525196903213093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/6106525196903213093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/6106525196903213093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/yeah-its-dali.html' title='Yeah, it&apos;s DALI'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-3831336339476118321</id><published>2007-10-01T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T21:19:12.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the energy, really.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Everyone who's feeling bummed or stressed out should go and do a little clearing up pronto. I tidied up the slums on my table (they were getting out of hand, 1m x 30 cm x 50cm) and lo and behold, I feel much better! Must be all the feng shui that was being blocked out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okay, fine, it wasn't really cleaning up. I just separated the stuff into "i need now" and "i don't need now". Needless to say, the "i don't need now" pile got thrown unmercilessly into a very pretty plastic bag and was stowed away somewhere till i've got the time to deal with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But still, it's effective! :D really energizes you, yep. so get off your bum now and..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;DECLUTTER, DESTRESS. Support clearing up, welcome your feng shui. (this advocacy thing is starting to get to me.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh, and i reread My Sister's Keeper last night, it's an amazing book. I cried at least 10 times through it. Did I mention it's my second time reading? Anw, GO READ IT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;on another note, i think im doing the teeniest bit better at maths now. Hopefully it lasts. (: good luck for exams everyone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(cool! i started and ended this post with "everyone", PEOPLE-CENTRED.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-3831336339476118321?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3831336339476118321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=3831336339476118321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/3831336339476118321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/3831336339476118321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-energy-really.html' title='It&apos;s the energy, really.'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-5976518138704318913</id><published>2007-09-28T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T20:07:46.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now, how many more days?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You know it's stress when you binge on m&amp;amp;n's, Tim Tams and apples. Gosh, exams = fatssss. Anw, jap finals just finished and i must say, I TOTALLY SCREWED IT UP. I must have answered at least half of the questions wrong and i made up stuff for my compo cuz i didn't know what to write. Like they asked what i want to do in JC and i said i wanted to join the japanese cultural club (like real) cuz they do many activities like going to the japanese cultural centre. (fyi, i have no idea whether that place even exists) Ah well, it may well be my last jap exam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and the rest of the exams are next week, starting with philo on wed all the way to next next thurs, ending as usual with maths. I wonder if they always put maths last so we don't brood so much over how we've done. Rugby's getting quite violent, but fun la. We usually play half the class to half the class now, with our high number of casualties. And playing in the field is bad enough, imagine playing in the KS Chee. Bring on the abrasions! yesyes, violence. But at least it's better than touch rugby, which is boring to the max. Tap ball, run with ball, get touched, form your line and repeat. whee. lineout is damn fun! with my team's numero uno funky codes. hurhurhur, prata, roti, otah, chwee kueh, char siew, sushi, fishball rojak and the rest sitting out, i love you. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it's been one week since i last watched DBY and i think i'm holding up pretty well. no more withdrawal effects but still, those drugs do make a difference. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-5976518138704318913?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5976518138704318913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=5976518138704318913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/5976518138704318913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/5976518138704318913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/09/now-how-many-more-days.html' title='Now, how many more days?'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-5308960363474252978</id><published>2007-09-09T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T20:59:46.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is very sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Very sad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tomorrow, we go back to school. And go through 33 more days of suffering. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;我不想回去上学! It's the lessons and the work which puts me off, really. As well as the exams. Please please please let there be more fun moments to get me through. Like chinese and PE ;D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I can also sincerely say that i don't ever want to touch the novel Frankenstein after these 5 more weeks. No more for me, thank you. Okay, it has its thought provoking and philosophical parts and all, but all in all, it's just about a freaking irresponsible guy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hmm, tmr's going to be bore-worthy. And mondays were bad enough. math, chem, geog, physics, english, jap. I'll have to try extra hard to concentrate, i suppose. Hopefully, all those terrific WWL scenes will stay out of my head till the sacred bell rings. The class clock must enjoy all the attention i give it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W&lt;/strong&gt;ang chuan yi. &lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;e jun xiang. &lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;ang cheng lin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-5308960363474252978?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5308960363474252978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=5308960363474252978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/5308960363474252978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/5308960363474252978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/09/once-again.html' title='Once Again'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-8629799716865537384</id><published>2007-09-07T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T20:24:36.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY WHY LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Why Why Love! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;zomg, it was so good, i didn't feel like watching the last episode cuz i knew that it meant the end of it. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Huo Yan and Huo Da are the LOVE! as well as Wang Chuan Yi and Mike He :D love love love love love! i think i cried the most for this drama so far, but it's damn sweet and nice and everything! oh man, now i can't wait to watch devil beside you but the glorious week is almost over and i have to wait 34 days before i can watch! HMPH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“天空的每一颗星星代替我说我爱我，吹过你耳边的微风就像我在说我想你，照在你身上的温暖阳光，那是因为我张开双手在拥抱你，如果下雨了，那就是说我没有你在身边，真的好寂寞。” ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-8629799716865537384?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8629799716865537384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=8629799716865537384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/8629799716865537384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/8629799716865537384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/09/why-why-love.html' title='WHY WHY LOVE'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-938155565812202454</id><published>2007-09-03T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T21:20:19.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>K-box!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ONE OF THE MOST FUN DAYS IN MY LIFE, bring more please! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sakae at heeren with yenyee yenlin guiqi and jiawen first. We're like regular patrons of sakae already. Talked and ate and yeah. Oh, and i've learnt my lesson. Next time when meeting them, don't be early, don't be on time, must be at least 5-10 min late, cuz everybody else does so! After lunch, we strolled over to cine under our pretty umbrellas (jw's and mine, so not guiqi's) and went to k-box and jiawen left to xian ku while xianmin joined us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;K-BOX IS THE LOVE MAN! omg, it was so damn fun, tiring, but fun. We sang all sorts of songs, slow, sad, happy, relaxed, funny and high songs, from Kong Qiu Qian to Girlfriend! The high songs were the best! We would bounce around with the music and jump on the sofa while singing! We were like the most hyper la, when we walked around and subtly peered into the other rooms, everyone was just sitting on the sofa, singing solo and emoting to the screen. What's the fun in that?!? Our dancing around and screaming and emoting to each other was much better. :D We sang so much and so long, my jaws ache. The place really needs a built in toilet though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RtwH66HJ_uI/AAAAAAAAARc/Mdq9eZF9puI/s1600-h/PICT0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105964786144378594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RtwH66HJ_uI/AAAAAAAAARc/Mdq9eZF9puI/s320/PICT0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Oh man, I love you all, we need to have more such outings, i can't wait for the exams to end! and rest your throat guiqi ;D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-938155565812202454?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/938155565812202454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=938155565812202454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/938155565812202454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/938155565812202454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/09/k-box.html' title='K-box!'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RtwH66HJ_uI/AAAAAAAAARc/Mdq9eZF9puI/s72-c/PICT0011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-1989781230978295628</id><published>2007-09-02T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T22:31:48.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teachers' Day 07</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RtrBZaHJ_qI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/F5mJtx7P5nY/s1600-h/PICT0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala, i suppose it was one of the best ever! ) first was gym perf. after practising for like a million times, we actually ended wayyy before time! but it was great la, i loved all the practices, damn fun. other than the walking on hot coals part. but anw, we did it, rgartgym07! (: the other dances were um, passable. but the raffles academy thing was the best! SONS OF A BETTER AGE! when mrs tan first did the roll call thing, i was like, omg, why is she being such a wet blanket. and when she got to 417, and kept repeating it, i was thinking, what in the hell is wrong with her? AND THEN the teachers in shorts ran out! and we were all ZOMG ZOMG is that ____?!?! rg guy teachers are damnnn cool man, eat your hearts out, other schools. :D ahhh it was the best! hahaha, totally fabulous performance, complete with gay teachers. cept for all the period references, it was just weird and o.o &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RtrBZqHJ_rI/AAAAAAAAARE/jcrgFj__6YM/s1600-h/PICT0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105605774123073202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RtrBZqHJ_rI/AAAAAAAAARE/jcrgFj__6YM/s320/PICT0020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RtrBZaHJ_qI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/F5mJtx7P5nY/s1600-h/PICT0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105605769828105890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RtrBZaHJ_qI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/F5mJtx7P5nY/s320/PICT0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RtrBZ6HJ_sI/AAAAAAAAARM/tYb5ytLbH-s/s1600-h/PICT0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105605778418040514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RtrBZ6HJ_sI/AAAAAAAAARM/tYb5ytLbH-s/s320/PICT0030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RtrBaaHJ_tI/AAAAAAAAARU/KuR4mDTjq08/s1600-h/PICT0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105605787007975122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RtrBaaHJ_tI/AAAAAAAAARU/KuR4mDTjq08/s320/PICT0046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the concert, the whole sec 3 level had to stay back for a stupid test/survey. was pretty easy, but i just rushed through the last few questions. met chowyue and violet after that to be guai and go back to nanhua (: jingyi yifei and wanzhen went back with us too. Nanhua's really changed since our time, and i never realized how stinky primary school kids are. I lived through 6 years of that stench! We had lunch (i swear, rgs food is even better than the stuff there, disgusting man) and realized that a certain rgs sec 1 girl is from nanhua! I can't believe it! She was from my school! AHHAHHAHAHAH. we saw miss wong, she gave us a choc and that was it. the part abt visiting teachers. but nvm, primary school visits are mostly to see old friends. but like hardly anyone went back. We walked around the school and then settled down in the um, i dunno, void deck area to talk. chowyue violet and i just sat there for hours but we had loads of fun! haha, love the two of you! we left for clementi after a long time and walked around the pasar malam. i ate deep fried ice cream! nice :D and then we talked again. it's quite sad that we hardly talk anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were talking about how our P6 class is not bonded at all. like everytime we have gatherings, it'll be the guys going to play soccer and the girls playing cards and talking. No class spirit! I guess it was because we were too competitive in p6, sad la. But i still kinda miss primary school. Heehee. someone organise a class gathering? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-1989781230978295628?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1989781230978295628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=1989781230978295628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/1989781230978295628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/1989781230978295628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/09/teachers-day-07.html' title='Teachers&apos; Day 07'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RtrBZqHJ_rI/AAAAAAAAARE/jcrgFj__6YM/s72-c/PICT0020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-5256999970134491624</id><published>2007-08-10T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T17:13:37.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flower power!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;whee, i like the new blogskin. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anw, mobtv is the love man! i've been watching The Champions and Phua Chu Kang and Return of The Condor Heroes (singapore version, first shown a whopping NINE years ago, when i was still a little girl of 6 and thought chris lee and fann were a perfect match) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I remember when the champions was first shown in 2004, all us primary sixers went gaga over it and when the audience was allowed to choose who qiyuwu would end up with, all of us were rooting for jeanette aw. But now that i think of it, i prefer jesseca liu now! haha (: oh, and i watched this other drama called Falling in Love (qing you ke yuan) and thought that it's some old drama which i missed last time but realized that it's not! it's going to be shown on ch8 after Kinship (Shou Zu) i think. It's set in malaysia and has only a few known actresses to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;this reminds me of the night in new zealand when yi-lin yenlin yenyee and i were sharing a room and cut off from the other rooms because of some stupid planning. We sat on the big bed in one room as ____ was in the hall. and then we listened to music and talked about tv for hours. we talked about all the ch 8 dramas we've watched since we were 6 or sth and every time we managed to dig up some old obscure drama, we would go "OMG, i watched that too!" haha, it was really fun. It's like although we all didn't know each other then and were all over singapore, we were watching the same thing at the same time, isn't it cool? okay fine, i sound like some spokesperson advertising mediacorp's 25 years of dramas. I guess i grew up watching tv. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm a tv junkie! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-5256999970134491624?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5256999970134491624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=5256999970134491624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/5256999970134491624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/5256999970134491624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/08/flower-power.html' title='flower power!'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-4588700202772240587</id><published>2007-08-09T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T23:49:19.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 42th Singapore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;HAPPY 42th SINGAPORE! ILY! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i think ss has made me cynical. like he told us about how the national day songs have other meanings and all but actually, i realize i don't really care. i love national day songs, well, most of them. I don't care how unreal they sound, they're just very nice songs and great for singing in large groups. Like during celebrations yesterday, it felt so happy and fun to just sing out loud and jump around with everyone else. Who cares if the song's meaning isn't what it seems to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;anw, yesterday's celebrations weren't bad at all. only that people performing should be more careful about how they lift their legs and sit. and the rules about attire were like -.- since when did knee length skirts go with white shoes and socks? Skits: some boring, some funny and some totally random. haha. Sec 4 floats were quite cool, there were some overlapping parts. but cool la. :D then "home" by jiajun and zhengning and community singing! (: i think we all love "where i belong" the most, the whole school was practically bouncing up and down together. haha. the huge beach balls were coolzz BUT they don't get passed to the top of the amphi where we sat, so hmph. the flying soft toys was a really good idea. heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after we were dismissed, slacked around in class for a while before heading off to sakae@ wheelock for lunch. yenlin yenyee and i headed for the bus stop and promptly realized that the people there had been waiting for half an hour and could not get onto any bus. At least 15 chock right-to-the-brim full buses must have passed us. PISSIFYING. like, all the Sji and Cat high people. rawr. we were going to walk there but right after 10m, we turned and lo-and-behold, a significantly emptier bus pulled up. lalala, got bubble tea and then walked to wheelock. sakae was full too, so we decided to have counter seats. which was pretty fun, since we realized that the bottom of the conveyor belt we were facing was shiny and could double as a mirror so bring out the cameras! haha, we did stupid things and ate, and talked and ate and attempted to get water out of the very stiff water tap. Ok, i know all this sounds very boring but yeah. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;we split after browsing borders and looking at little deathly hallows pictures. got home, slept, had tuition and found out VERY shocking news. ______ is GAY. seriously. AHHHHHHHH why why why? and he is married. to another gay guy. zomgfff, what is the world coming to? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh yeah, i didn't mention, i got mobtv! nyeh nyeh :D and taking tickle quizzes with a friend is quite fun. haha yenyee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;090807&lt;/strong&gt; - very restful. aka slack la. spent the day experimenting with mobtv and watched ndp07 on channel 5. i realize that every year, my brothers and i will comment on the 101 things that can go wrong, hehe, our conjectures are quite funny. but not suitable to be up here. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i didn't blog the last few days but faction dinner@bugis cafe was the love. i love my faction! and HAPPY 15th to yi-lin and penny and my brother and coming soon, joan! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rrs18WDTtvI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/2gwWSKHuIio/s1600-h/PICT0184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096726714127726322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rrs18WDTtvI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/2gwWSKHuIio/s320/PICT0184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-4588700202772240587?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4588700202772240587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=4588700202772240587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/4588700202772240587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/4588700202772240587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-42th-singapore.html' title='Happy 42th Singapore'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rrs18WDTtvI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/2gwWSKHuIio/s72-c/PICT0184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-4118058096347036029</id><published>2007-08-01T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T21:42:07.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why why why</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This week has been terrible, like, terrible. Thank goodness for you all :D When no one else understands, you all do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid stress is getting to me. There's just so much and it just keeps piling up. Finish one piece of hw and in comes another and a test. I have this really huge urge to just whack everything off my table and throw the things around my room now. Only problem is, i'll have to clean up after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, i love you all, yi-lin and yenlin and yenyee and tingwen and carol and xianmin and guiqi and aera and jiawen(even though we're not really talking now, i haven't forgotten all the fun we had. :D) for making school bearable. i love rugby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem oral and geog test isn't helping. i could so love school if we didn't have THAT many exams and hw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it used to be "i'm so stressed i feel like crying." but now, it's "i'm so stressed i cry."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;OH! faction dinner coming! :D :D :D love love love! can't wait! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-4118058096347036029?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4118058096347036029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=4118058096347036029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/4118058096347036029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/4118058096347036029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/08/why-why-why.html' title='Why why why'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-8512513657916690551</id><published>2007-07-21T22:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T22:53:14.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I &lt;3 Harry Potter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Title says it all. I've just really liked the story loads and loads. it's one of those books you can read a millions times and not get bored. Deathly Hallows was sad, i teared at one part and felt all jolty inside in the rest. I went out at like 8.15 in the morning to get and returned at 8.45 panting and collapsing onto the sofa to devour the book. At 3.45, i finished it. There's so much packed into that book and as usual, it was WOAH. JK Rowling is an amazing person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just so believable that the magical world could be out there without us muggles knowing about it at all and i've had some dreams about it. Just imagine if all of it was real. (: Anw, the series has ended but the magic lives on. :D and of course, I LOVE HARRY POTTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, it's been a big week with gym comp and harry. Gym comp was great, congrats to both c and b divs. yay. thank goodness we managed to get the challenge cup. Gym dinner was at Cafe Cartel and it was okay. Performance was funny, cheesy but all in all, touching. I'm really gonna miss the seniors. And i can't believe next year, it'll be our turn. Okay, this paragraph is a pathetic description of the 2 days but i'll upload pics soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and although what i really want now is to read harry potter, the bloddy exams loom about, like Dementors. all i need now i a really good patronus to chase them away. hmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-8512513657916690551?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8512513657916690551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=8512513657916690551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/8512513657916690551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/8512513657916690551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-3-harry-potter.html' title='I &lt;3 Harry Potter'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-6930039622650979130</id><published>2007-07-10T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T22:18:24.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>E.M.O</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's only the third week of term 3 and there's been so much misery already. first was all the cases of having to tell people what they don't want to hear, then was maths and geog and now, gym. One day i feel happy and the other day complete shit. and i'm keeping so much i want to day inside me now i think i'll burst. there's like _____ and _____ and _____ which i just want to let out about but i just can't bring myself to write it here. it'll just feel wrong and i'll sound like a complete spoilt brat. why do these things keep happening? the minute you think something is over and throw that boulder out of your heart, the next one comes rolling in. and the more i think about things, the worse i feel. it really feels miserable to be sad i guess. and the worse thing? i probably won't ever forget them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;on a much much lighter note, i'm suddenly addicted to loads of nice chinese songs. i feel so in touch with my roots. and comp's in one week. good luck to all, and i like claire's number. yours too, yishan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i still love the world, just not all of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RpOU_sDvRWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/VB2eRxuUyvk/s1600-h/PICT1059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085572226110932322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RpOU_sDvRWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/VB2eRxuUyvk/s320/PICT1059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;let the light shine upon us&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-6930039622650979130?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6930039622650979130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=6930039622650979130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/6930039622650979130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/6930039622650979130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/07/emo.html' title='E.M.O'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RpOU_sDvRWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/VB2eRxuUyvk/s72-c/PICT1059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-3629205043562707705</id><published>2007-07-02T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T22:54:49.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Schmool school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i don't want to go to school tmr. D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;especially since we're having a maths test, doing the rhd dance and both my brothers don't have to go to school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i hate _____ who's such a total ass.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wish me luck, i really want to do well for maths. it's kinda like an unfulfilled wish of mine. may tmr be the day. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-3629205043562707705?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3629205043562707705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=3629205043562707705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/3629205043562707705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/3629205043562707705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/07/schmool-school.html' title='Schmool school'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-2796443558110094131</id><published>2007-07-02T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T18:44:34.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i feel so darn unappreciated sometimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;well, i tried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-2796443558110094131?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2796443558110094131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=2796443558110094131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/2796443558110094131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/2796443558110094131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-1411278644405219247</id><published>2007-07-02T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T14:14:55.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>youth day 07</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;just a quickie, then i'm off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay, this week was pretty horrible, to put it nicely. and she lied. she bloddy lied to us. whatever, it's over and almost done with. geog report-doing on sat was really fun and interesting. rubber faces (: hmm hmm hmm, er, ok, my life sounds boring doesn't it? arhh, anw, everyone seems to have problems even though they don't look like they have problems. i guess i just never realized. the only things i have to worry about seem kinda trivial compared to whatever's worrying them. but stay happy, stay happy. :D tmr's gonna be better. (then again, in my case, no. cuz i have a freaking maths test and rhd dance and gym tmr) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and my lovely brothers aren't making me feel any better at all by going out to playyyy today. sheesh. no one's going to read this anw so yes, crap crap crap. css tonight but i doubt i can catch it. maths tmr and jap day after. why do i have exams of my 2 shitty subjects in the 2nd week of term 3 anyway?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;aahh nvm, bye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RoiXucDvRVI/AAAAAAAAAQk/uKL0TKllPTA/s1600-h/20506.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082479003549254994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RoiXucDvRVI/AAAAAAAAAQk/uKL0TKllPTA/s320/20506.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Missing you all (:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-1411278644405219247?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1411278644405219247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=1411278644405219247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/1411278644405219247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/1411278644405219247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/07/youth-day-07.html' title='youth day 07'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RoiXucDvRVI/AAAAAAAAAQk/uKL0TKllPTA/s72-c/20506.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-5786215979849978895</id><published>2007-06-22T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T21:39:14.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you feel the end coming?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Can you hear it? The sound of the end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAJOR SIGH COMING UP, SIGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ):&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe the hols are ending, like in 2 days time. and the saddest thing? i've still got training tmr! I wish i would wake up tmr morning and realize that we have another month of holiday and no gym (ok, maybe just once or twice a week)! but speaking realistically, that's not going to happen. Keep dreaming wan ting, keep dreaming. then again, i've always been one to dream. If you knew some of my dreams, you'll laugh till your jaw dislocates. Dreaming's real fun, to be honest, there are times when i just go and lie on bed with my eyes open and start dreaming. :D you should try it to. But it's almost impossible that my dreams will ever come true but wish wish and wish again. oh yeah, those are conscious dreams by the way, like dreams i control. so yeah, they're pretty incredulous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, oh, i kinda just realized recently, twit-ness is spreading. i've always wondered why people need to write "sae" instead of "say", "tu" instead of "two", "veri" instead of "very", "dae" instead of "day" and many many more. i mean, if they have a purpose like being a short form then i can't comment but those don't even shorten the original words! all they do is hurt my eyes. especially if the whole page is littered with miie and sae and i don't know what else. it's not that hard to type/write properly is it? and isn't it harder to use another form of the word? i just don't get it. oh yeah, and the people who like to write stuff like "wOrRrXxXxXx" in every single sentence, what is the point?!? i'm pretty sure that takes twice as much time to type as a simple worxxxxxx. What is the whole point if typing like that just makes it hard to read and is time consuming. Unless you say that it's part of your personality. then i can't comment but to give you a hard hard "why in the world would you embrace this personality" stare. (does that sound harsh? sorry, but it's really aNnOyInG wORrXxXxX. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i think yi-lin mentioned the plaits rule in nh in her blog. Well, i had plaits and i don't think they were &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; bad. I mean, other than the bald spot and frizzed hair (the maid always favoured tying tightly) i don't have much to say about it. but it is quite hard to tie them by myself. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss being a child, like 5 years old. doesn't anyone? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-5786215979849978895?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5786215979849978895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=5786215979849978895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/5786215979849978895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/5786215979849978895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/06/can-you-feel-end-coming.html' title='Can you feel the end coming?'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-3692684682123411285</id><published>2007-06-19T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T00:38:59.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoist the Colours!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;POTC 3 with Claire today (yes yes we're slow and to think we call ourselves POTC fans). Loved it, even though i couldn't catch what they're saying sometimes and the who-betray-who parts befuddled me. We waited oh so patiently right till the end for the secret ending. :D haha, anw, great show. this trilogy has indeed glam-ed up pirates, don't you think it'll be cool being a pirate? The wit in the show was damn funny too and claire kept giggling really loudly at them. ahhh POTC love. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the movie, i came home and did random stuff until 11.30 and i watched the css2 results show. oh man, jiajun's out this time. I think the grouping was bad, putting the 4 of them (relatively strong ones) in the same group, thus forcing one of them to be eliminated. sheesh, and Javin got eliminated too! i guess we can't underestimate the importance of public votes. please let the two of them come back in the revival round. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nothing else, just more tv and work tmr. seeya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"TAKE ALL YOU CAN, GIVE NOTHING BACK!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-3692684682123411285?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3692684682123411285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=3692684682123411285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/3692684682123411285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/3692684682123411285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/06/hoist-colours.html' title='Hoist the Colours!'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-4741345584352362018</id><published>2007-06-17T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T23:36:54.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My love will get you home (:</title><content type='html'>yay, we've finished heart of greed. a real drama drama. but it was woah, i laughed cried and screamed at the tv. :D sure sounds like me. my mum ybro and i have been up till 1, 2,3 am to watch it but well, we're done. the songs are nice, i like this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY LOVE WILL GET YOU HOME - Christine Glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wonder off too far, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt;If you follow the wrong star, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt;If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone,&lt;br /&gt;get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt;Boy, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the bright lights blinds your eyes, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt;If your troubles break your stride, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt;If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone,&lt;br /&gt;get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt;Boy, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever feel asham, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt;If its only you to blame, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt;If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone,&lt;br /&gt;get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt;Boy, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet, no? the other song "Vincent" is very soothing too. I think hk actors can act very well and hk directors can cast very well. it was a very well done drama in my opinion, even though the alfred-sheung tsoi sum love story can be shortened a little. i think moses chan and his character tak tak tei is cool! aiya, all of them can act la. Ah well, that fantastic week is over and it's back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym gym gym gym. 4 times a week is taking it's toll. puii. slack slack slack slack, why, i think that's me. I WANT MORE HOLIDAYS LAH! Just thinking about going back to school gets me dreary. I miss P5 now, the SARS break. I don't want SARS to be back obviously, i just want the holiday. i'm really supposed to be doing tuition hwk now but whaddya know? im blogging. hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pic of the day!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RnVTiXfj88I/AAAAAAAAAQM/yJk-5nuiSUM/s1600-h/IMG_1643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077056004817155010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RnVTiXfj88I/AAAAAAAAAQM/yJk-5nuiSUM/s320/IMG_1643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Indian dancers nehh.. :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RnVTiXfj89I/AAAAAAAAAQU/to3Bd7KV9fw/s1600-h/IMG_0310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077056004817155026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RnVTiXfj89I/AAAAAAAAAQU/to3Bd7KV9fw/s320/IMG_0310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute eh? But inflation has taken place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077056009112122338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RnVTinfj8-I/AAAAAAAAAQc/SYuJ57b-gXw/s320/IMG_2533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yakult :) Those days were fun while they lasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahh hwk hwk hwk. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-4741345584352362018?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4741345584352362018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=4741345584352362018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/4741345584352362018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/4741345584352362018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-love-will-get-you-home.html' title='My love will get you home (:'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RnVTiXfj88I/AAAAAAAAAQM/yJk-5nuiSUM/s72-c/IMG_1643.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-712438350231720218</id><published>2007-06-12T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T21:44:08.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D :D :D</title><content type='html'>bowling + shopping + ic making today with mummy and ybrother at marina sq. (: yay, it was fun, we've all improved in bowling, i scored 89 and 87! okay, i know that still sucks but i've improved! hurhur. lunch at azabu sabo was delish, i like japanese curry! amazingly, we all had no space for dessert even though you're always supposed to have space for dessert. i got earrings and a shirt and towels from esprit. loveee, new towels always feel so soft and fluffy. hee. went to fox to but didn't get anything cuz i think the designs are getting worse. I/C making took pretty long, but that's because i wanted to take a new photo instead of using the one i took last month. YOU ALL should know why. hmph. the actual process took like 15 min but i waited ard half an hour +- to take the photos. At least it looks slightly better this time. thank goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's training is at bishan. sigh, i don't like going to bishan to train even though we do get to get used to competition ground. it's so far away from my house, waste my time. and although i can use the time to read franko, i'll probably fall asleep and do sth embarrassing again. perhaps like, falling asleep on some stranger's shoulder. eww. on buses i'll whack my head really REALLY loudly on the window. i totally suck at sit-sleeping. nz ppl had a good laugh out of it during the bus ride. rawrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iswak is getting really good, it's damn sweet! love love love. i think i'll die if i can't watch tv. and dramas. i've been watching tv since forever. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, random photo of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rm6h03fj85I/AAAAAAAAAP0/RtWCnJN-Zz0/s1600-h/IMG_0903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075171759714726802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rm6h03fj85I/AAAAAAAAAP0/RtWCnJN-Zz0/s320/IMG_0903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz i miss her and we were supposed to meet up! D: heh, primary school was so fun, sometimes, i wouldn't mind going through it again. but only sometimes. (: oh yeah, reminds me of the currently non-existent 6G'04 outing. dang, it never works out. but i do want to see them again. okay, pic pic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rm6h1nfj86I/AAAAAAAAAP8/f8FXkxGeGeI/s1600-h/PICT0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075171772599628706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rm6h1nfj86I/AAAAAAAAAP8/f8FXkxGeGeI/s320/PICT0095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee, i still have loads of primary sch pics which are oh so funny. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rm6h2Hfj87I/AAAAAAAAAQE/8Wvtro_3SxU/s1600-h/PICT0128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075171781189563314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rm6h2Hfj87I/AAAAAAAAAQE/8Wvtro_3SxU/s320/PICT0128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess who? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to work, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-712438350231720218?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/712438350231720218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=712438350231720218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/712438350231720218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/712438350231720218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/06/d-d-d.html' title=':D :D :D'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rm6h03fj85I/AAAAAAAAAP0/RtWCnJN-Zz0/s72-c/IMG_0903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-6696476181915158360</id><published>2007-06-11T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T18:46:47.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>June Hols</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Alrighty, i've been a lazy lazy girl. I just don't feel like doing work. Heck, even my younger brother has been more hardworking than me. Then again, he's P6. Work sure gets me down, plus the fact that there's less than 2 weeks of holidays left. That just stinks. Makes me want to fly off to somewhere with 3 months worth of summer vacation. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's gym too. 3 hours every mon wed fri and sat. how lovely. i know we need the training and perhaps even more but it really really wears you down. at least i'm keeping fit and not sitting at home all day with chocs and tv and internet. Oh yeah, the after-effects of NZ trip = chocolate overload. There's at least 4 types of chocolate for me to snack on in the fridge and not counting the cookies. fattttttssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wales peeps, sry i didn't go to welcome you all back but welcome back all the same! (: hope you all had fun. you all sound like you did. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CmPS meeting was funnnn. Except that the burger king auntie kept staring at us and the corner in burger king is so freezy. Gelare was so much better. We managed to do quite a lot of the report! Eat your hearts out, RS grps with THREE people. I miss you so so much 205, thank goodness i have my cmps group. and i am the PHOTOGRAPHER of the group. hah. :D and i know you love my handphone camera frames elyssa, you paint master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rightio, my daddy's in China now and i miss him. But because he's not here, mummy, ybrother and i can stay up till 1 am watching hk dramas. haha :) but come back soon daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw everyone, have you all read ol' franko? tell me you haven't or haven't finished. please please please. okay, dinner calls. buh-bye (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-6696476181915158360?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6696476181915158360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=6696476181915158360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/6696476181915158360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/6696476181915158360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/06/june-hols.html' title='June Hols'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-7747307981544961220</id><published>2007-06-06T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T23:10:50.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kia Ora!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rmashnfj8QI/AAAAAAAAAKw/rIXBcPjpxNo/s1600-h/PICT0615.JPG"&gt;Kia Ora! (maori for hello, thank you, how are you, goodbye and i dunno what else) I'm back from NZ and in short, it was a fabulous trip. (: Great weather, great people, great views, great places, great food and great activities. Loved all 8 days of the trip. I've got loads to say about it but why not let the pictures do the talking? After all, a picture's worth a thousand words. :D &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cockles on the 50m long mudflat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmbJf3fj81I/AAAAAAAAAPU/_vCY4BX-a7o/s1600-h/PICT0567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072963579588899666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmbJf3fj81I/AAAAAAAAAPU/_vCY4BX-a7o/s320/PICT0567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My present to the maori (thanks to yl and yy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmbJgHfj82I/AAAAAAAAAPc/99o5w0AXP2s/s1600-h/PICT0579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072963583883866978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmbJgHfj82I/AAAAAAAAAPc/99o5w0AXP2s/s320/PICT0579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Come what may you raise me up ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmbJg3fj83I/AAAAAAAAAPk/9RZUD7E09Zo/s1600-h/PICT0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072963596768768882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmbJg3fj83I/AAAAAAAAAPk/9RZUD7E09Zo/s320/PICT0041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zhen shi yi ge hao zhao tou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmbJhHfj84I/AAAAAAAAAPs/t7V2TELP2aY/s1600-h/PICT0186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072963601063736194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmbJhHfj84I/AAAAAAAAAPs/t7V2TELP2aY/s320/PICT0186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kimochi! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmbJfnfj80I/AAAAAAAAAPM/aEkOuguBYDo/s1600-h/PICT0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072963575293932354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmbJfnfj80I/AAAAAAAAAPM/aEkOuguBYDo/s320/PICT0084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Top of the world (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmbHG3fj8wI/AAAAAAAAAOs/oRMTzonAsJ4/s1600-h/PICT0912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072960951068914434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmbHG3fj8wI/AAAAAAAAAOs/oRMTzonAsJ4/s320/PICT0912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down at Huka Falls &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmbHIHfj8xI/AAAAAAAAAO0/u4Jq2j5K-X0/s1600-h/PICT0799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072960972543750930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmbHIHfj8xI/AAAAAAAAAO0/u4Jq2j5K-X0/s320/PICT0799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ice princess and mongolian princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmbHIHfj8yI/AAAAAAAAAO8/yhkH6r4oGns/s1600-h/PICT0805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072960972543750946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmbHIHfj8yI/AAAAAAAAAO8/yhkH6r4oGns/s320/PICT0805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looks really tired &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmbHKHfj8zI/AAAAAAAAAPE/KTVRII8nC38/s1600-h/PICT1105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072961006903489330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmbHKHfj8zI/AAAAAAAAAPE/KTVRII8nC38/s320/PICT1105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matching wallets! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmbFfHfj8qI/AAAAAAAAAN8/PO0tOr6N7A8/s1600-h/PICT1096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072959168657486498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmbFfHfj8qI/AAAAAAAAAN8/PO0tOr6N7A8/s320/PICT1096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why so sad and grumpy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmbFf3fj8rI/AAAAAAAAAOE/9uyP7DC24F8/s1600-h/PICT1102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072959181542388402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmbFf3fj8rI/AAAAAAAAAOE/9uyP7DC24F8/s320/PICT1102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I miss you! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmbFgHfj8sI/AAAAAAAAAOM/acFAVohI5X0/s1600-h/PICT1103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072959185837355714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmbFgHfj8sI/AAAAAAAAAOM/acFAVohI5X0/s320/PICT1103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; K3wlll socks yenlin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmbFhXfj8tI/AAAAAAAAAOU/cS3fN_kk5qI/s1600-h/PICT1110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072959207312192210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmbFhXfj8tI/AAAAAAAAAOU/cS3fN_kk5qI/s320/PICT1110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up on the warm and lovely geyser terrace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rma9L3fj8kI/AAAAAAAAANQ/GU5OxYE-RJw/s1600-h/PICT0955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072950041851982402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rma9L3fj8kI/AAAAAAAAANQ/GU5OxYE-RJw/s320/PICT0955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Such life-like wood carvings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rma9Nnfj8lI/AAAAAAAAANY/ueZ_92RaUjk/s1600-h/PICT0982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072950071916753490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rma9Nnfj8lI/AAAAAAAAANY/ueZ_92RaUjk/s320/PICT0982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; :D She was tying her shoelace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rma9N3fj8mI/AAAAAAAAANg/r7zDznOQ-uo/s1600-h/PICT1017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072950076211720802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rma9N3fj8mI/AAAAAAAAANg/r7zDznOQ-uo/s320/PICT1017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Toilet shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rma9O3fj8nI/AAAAAAAAANo/vqDFnOZnL4g/s1600-h/PICT1023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072950093391590002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rma9O3fj8nI/AAAAAAAAANo/vqDFnOZnL4g/s320/PICT1023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gorgeous city (yes, i'm that suaku)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rma9PHfj8oI/AAAAAAAAANw/KQZRMLMCVQM/s1600-h/PICT1036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072950097686557314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rma9PHfj8oI/AAAAAAAAANw/KQZRMLMCVQM/s320/PICT1036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess which is my bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rma3SHfj8fI/AAAAAAAAAMo/iTrOJYcCsKU/s1600-h/PICT0917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072943552156398066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rma3SHfj8fI/AAAAAAAAAMo/iTrOJYcCsKU/s320/PICT0917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The slave, the disciple and the Guru&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rma3Snfj8gI/AAAAAAAAAMw/ZoooL_JRhJw/s1600-h/PICT0914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072943560746332674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rma3Snfj8gI/AAAAAAAAAMw/ZoooL_JRhJw/s320/PICT0914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rma3S3fj8hI/AAAAAAAAAM4/g6cUBQfHZMs/s1600-h/PICT0904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072943565041299986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rma3S3fj8hI/AAAAAAAAAM4/g6cUBQfHZMs/s320/PICT0904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yi-lin, Doug ,Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072943569336267298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rma3THfj8iI/AAAAAAAAANA/Br5ayz9bbqA/s320/PICT0922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up above the city&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rma3TXfj8jI/AAAAAAAAANI/osWBhdmoidg/s1600-h/PICT0911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072943573631234610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rma3TXfj8jI/AAAAAAAAANI/osWBhdmoidg/s320/PICT0911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You find unusual names everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rma0nHfj8bI/AAAAAAAAAMI/p-kw6Vq-MSc/s1600-h/PICT0700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072940614398767538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rma0nHfj8bI/AAAAAAAAAMI/p-kw6Vq-MSc/s320/PICT0700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; matching hats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rma0nXfj8cI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/SMTth8ea-b0/s1600-h/PICT0878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072940618693734850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rma0nXfj8cI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/SMTth8ea-b0/s320/PICT0878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERY topping available :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rma0nnfj8dI/AAAAAAAAAMY/kKndvvMX3_M/s1600-h/PICT0900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072940622988702162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rma0nnfj8dI/AAAAAAAAAMY/kKndvvMX3_M/s320/PICT0900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how does she do that? &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072936632964084050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rmaw_Xfj8VI/AAAAAAAAALY/y20xj-3B1Ws/s320/PICT0780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepyheads - check out yenlin's sleeping position&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rmaw_nfj8WI/AAAAAAAAALg/PSZuTvcEIwg/s1600-h/PICT0751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072936637259051362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rmaw_nfj8WI/AAAAAAAAALg/PSZuTvcEIwg/s320/PICT0751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing yenyee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmaxAHfj8XI/AAAAAAAAALo/Axhsn6bGkzg/s1600-h/PICT0827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072936645848985970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmaxAHfj8XI/AAAAAAAAALo/Axhsn6bGkzg/s320/PICT0827.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beautiful pic i just have to share, see the little bit of blue sky? (: &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmaxAXfj8YI/AAAAAAAAALw/7GGtk2zD1Bg/s1600-h/PICT0829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072936650143953282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmaxAXfj8YI/AAAAAAAAALw/7GGtk2zD1Bg/s320/PICT0829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, it's weird seeing yenlin in pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmaxAnfj8ZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/hsxiucl8Zls/s1600-h/PICT0871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072936654438920594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmaxAnfj8ZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/hsxiucl8Zls/s320/PICT0871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know yi-lin loves the tramp (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rmash3fj8RI/AAAAAAAAAK4/haZPXLhbZ-E/s1600-h/PICT0619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072931728111431954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rmash3fj8RI/AAAAAAAAAK4/haZPXLhbZ-E/s320/PICT0619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had fun too! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmasiHfj8SI/AAAAAAAAALA/mhP8FMPYrwE/s1600-h/PICT0627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072931732406399266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmasiHfj8SI/AAAAAAAAALA/mhP8FMPYrwE/s320/PICT0627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five of us in the dining area of Pacific Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmasiXfj8TI/AAAAAAAAALI/oj3wjUaRJy0/s1600-h/PICT0631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072931736701366578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmasiXfj8TI/AAAAAAAAALI/oj3wjUaRJy0/s320/PICT0631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maori and me ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072931745291301186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rmasi3fj8UI/AAAAAAAAALQ/IIlfDvZv4Oc/s320/PICT0748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D Can you see the words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rma0mXfj8aI/AAAAAAAAAMA/PnVqqwRoIno/s1600-h/PICT0462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072940601513865634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rma0mXfj8aI/AAAAAAAAAMA/PnVqqwRoIno/s320/PICT0462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud of my little flax plant (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rmaoo3fj8MI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/p9So3VKYGWM/s1600-h/PICT0470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072927450324005058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rmaoo3fj8MI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/p9So3VKYGWM/s320/PICT0470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slick hairstyle, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rmaop3fj8PI/AAAAAAAAAKo/n3MbvD3DawE/s1600-h/PICT0610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072927467503874290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rmaop3fj8PI/AAAAAAAAAKo/n3MbvD3DawE/s320/PICT0610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yi-lin and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rmamb3fj8GI/AAAAAAAAAJg/-DQNThE9xfE/s1600-h/PICT0300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072925027962450018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rmamb3fj8GI/AAAAAAAAAJg/-DQNThE9xfE/s320/PICT0300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmamcHfj8HI/AAAAAAAAAJo/hkOX5lGw1ug/s1600-h/PICT0299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072925032257417330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmamcHfj8HI/AAAAAAAAAJo/hkOX5lGw1ug/s320/PICT0299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Say moo with me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072925036552384642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmamcXfj8II/AAAAAAAAAJw/7eKTLlMjxuE/s320/PICT0402.JPG" border="0" /&gt; aren't they just so cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072925045142319266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rmamc3fj8KI/AAAAAAAAAKA/bFbDf1q3FF8/s320/PICT0455.JPG" border="0" /&gt; How many sheep can you count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rmamcnfj8JI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/UD63YtvYujA/s1600-h/PICT0411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072925040847351954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/Rmamcnfj8JI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/UD63YtvYujA/s320/PICT0411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the airport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmaV4Hfj8BI/AAAAAAAAAI4/E0wYGpSlFeE/s1600-h/PICT0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072906821596082194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmaV4Hfj8BI/AAAAAAAAAI4/E0wYGpSlFeE/s320/PICT0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Whee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmaV4nfj8CI/AAAAAAAAAJA/lACZurf_6gI/s1600-h/PICT0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072906830186016802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmaV4nfj8CI/AAAAAAAAAJA/lACZurf_6gI/s320/PICT0069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mount Manganui &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmaV5Hfj8DI/AAAAAAAAAJI/lawr6iQ_lm8/s1600-h/PICT0219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072906838775951410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmaV5Hfj8DI/AAAAAAAAAJI/lawr6iQ_lm8/s320/PICT0219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely beetroot and veggie sandwiches NOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmaV5Xfj8EI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ZE12EG9-UVo/s1600-h/PICT0291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072906843070918722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmaV5Xfj8EI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ZE12EG9-UVo/s320/PICT0291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pure good fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmaV5nfj8FI/AAAAAAAAAJY/9JClGW61nOA/s1600-h/PICT0292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072906847365886034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmaV5nfj8FI/AAAAAAAAAJY/9JClGW61nOA/s320/PICT0292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The photos aren't in the order which they are taken and most are ppl shots cuz the scenery ones would probably bore you. but there are some which are wallpaper worthy and you can get them for me if you want. (; i miss NZ! Gosh, and truth and dare was damn fun, even though i had to do two extremely embarrasing dares. Ms Pang has a great sense of humour. oh, and i think i spent the most money, i feel bad. Anw, i love you NZ trip 07 and all the ppl, especially the other 7 of you (: yayy. but the magic has to end and poof, one magnificent week gone and hello homework. eww. i listed out the work i have to do and it makes me sick. not to mention the fact that half the second week is gone too. sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;i watched last week's prelude to css2 which my daddy kindly recorded for me a few days ago and it was damn funny! hahahaha. i know it's mean to laugh cause i probably sing worse than them but still, it's irresistable. i also watched the first quarterfinal. go zhengning! i think she stood out from the rest. i thought fukuan would get out instead of xubin though. it's quite fun to watch (: hee. jiayou zhengning and jiajun! (don't know you two personally but best of luck all the same) :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;iswak is so good! i watched the first ep and felt like throwing my cushion at zhishu! but i love the rest. especially the song "say you love me"! omg, it's damn sweet. go watch! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;training was alright. for some reason, my jumps were especially high today. maybe i ate sth special in NZ. or maybe it's just accumulated energy from the past week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;kay, i think i should sleep now. night and happy holidays. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-7747307981544961220?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7747307981544961220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=7747307981544961220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/7747307981544961220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/7747307981544961220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/06/kia-ora.html' title='Kia Ora!'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RmbJf3fj81I/AAAAAAAAAPU/_vCY4BX-a7o/s72-c/PICT0567.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-8775159078038727838</id><published>2007-05-25T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T21:13:16.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're almost there (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am supposed to be diligently finishing my physics PT now but after all, i'm an easily distracted person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum just said Kirsten Dunst looks old and ugly. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, the school just sucks sometimes. Just when everyone thought "it's all over! the exams are gone!", we have a stupid stupid physics PT to do. what a total wet blanket, I was already in holiday mood. but it's finally the last day of semester 1! whee, holidays, here i come! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait, there's still the physics pt due tmr, gym and a million other things to complete before leaving for nz. eg. tuition hw. sigh, but my tuition teacher is nice. :D Ms Pang is nice too and i declare her the nicest teacher i've met at rgs as of now. we're gonna get her sth good for teachers' day. damn, i wish i was in her grp for nz trip 07.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, speaking of nz trip, they've set so many rules for us, it just takes away some of the excitement. but oh well, my excitement is building up again and i'm gonna enjoy every moment of this overpriced trip. yay. lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bit of knowledge for the day:&lt;br /&gt;there is a hill in new zealand called...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taumatawhakatangihangakoauauotamateaturipukakapikim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;aungahoronukupokaiwhenuakitanatahu&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, being the ever slow person i am, i finally watched deathnote and deathnote 2 82349320584205683049501 years after it was released. it's good, all suspensy and "you-never-know-what-is-going-to-happen"y. and on a personal note, i prefer L to Light. :) if only i could be slim by thinking all the time. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a class party during cle today but i wish we didn't have to talk abt issues. such a party pooper. but it was necessary i guess. oh well, let's work towards our goal together 3/9, shall we? iloveyouallevenifyouallhatemeforgettingyouallscoldedcuzofthespmthing (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and iloveyou 205 + the originals! (: miss you all so much, especially when i read dear wongy's post on last year! she's so sweet, haha, i met her on the stairs today. we need to meet up. really. it's gg to be so much fun. and don't worry wongy, i'll rmb to get you a photo of new zealand. how about one of a cow? ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty, i think that's it. damn you physics, damn you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-8775159078038727838?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8775159078038727838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=8775159078038727838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/8775159078038727838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/8775159078038727838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/05/were-almost-there.html' title='We&apos;re almost there (:'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-877684838999367719</id><published>2007-05-18T20:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T23:05:39.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My special day (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hah, blogger FINALLY works again. yay. well, i tried xanga for a while but it's not really my taste actually. Perhaps another time. I still like blogger! (unless it screws up on me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was my once-in-a-year special day. :D well, it's memorable, but not for the reasons you would think. I can't say this was this best birthday of my life, but i guess i'm satisfied. Actually, my day was kinda boring. Ah well, it's just another birthday, another year. But i think the lady from NLB was really sweet cuz she wished me. (: I really miss last year, 205 and the originals. Arghh, with today being book day and my birthday, you wouldn't know how much i miss 2006. Those days just seem like the good old days now. If time could go back, i want to go back to then. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone who wished me and remembered! My love goes out to you all, yi-lin, huiqi, elyssa, emelia, penny, claire, yishan, chow yue, yen yee, yenlin, jiawen, daddy, mummy and everyone else. ily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've yet to cut my cake but it's lovely fruit and almond flakes from four leaves, i have it every year. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i never have new year resolutions but here are my birthday resolutions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Get better grades/study harder for everything&lt;br /&gt;2. Appreciate what i have more&lt;br /&gt;3. Keep those emotions in hand&lt;br /&gt;4. Clear those thoughts&lt;br /&gt;5. Train harder (for gym)&lt;br /&gt;6. Quit procrastinating&lt;br /&gt;7. Wear retainers after eating&lt;br /&gt;8. Keep my chin up (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, one day gone, one year older. I want to be young again. Back to those days. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-877684838999367719?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/877684838999367719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=877684838999367719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/877684838999367719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/877684838999367719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-special-day.html' title='My special day (:'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-994791805700672428</id><published>2007-04-30T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T22:31:26.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;HELLO, missed me? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh, there was supposed to be a post on sports fest 07 (long time ago event) but because i was too lazy, i never got around to finishing it. don't think i ever will too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so school's has had it's ups and downs, ups are mainly the times when we start becoming crazy. eg. this morning, we just laughed ourselves silly over the sentences which you can make with the word CHEW in it. so we had "don't CHEW wish your girlfriend was hot like me?" and "what CHEW doing?" :D oh, and also playing the slap clap bang game with the bottle after lunch. haha. not forgetting the yenyee pens. WUZAAAAA! :D yay, i lurbxzzxzz those moments. and chinese lessons too, but i think tanglaoshi hates me, cuz i talk a lot during her lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the downs would be, well, the exams and the grades. RAWR, exams suck + MYAS are coming. did i mention my grades suck too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english: sucked&lt;br /&gt;maths: sucked doubly&lt;br /&gt;chinese: ok :)&lt;br /&gt;physics: nil&lt;br /&gt;chem: i'm pretty sure i screwed SPA&lt;br /&gt;lit: sucked, but thank god for PT&lt;br /&gt;geog: okay:D&lt;br /&gt;SS: total shit (wo dui bu qi ni xin jia po!)&lt;br /&gt;and jap: like skimming the borderline?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't even know why i'm still taking it. the only practical use i've had for it so far was when taking neos. but i guess it's too hard to quit. so i can only work hard at it. plus daddy fetches me home frm third lang on mons and weds now, so i must do well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, i know i shld be studying really hard for MYAS now, but i keep getting distracted. i'm an easily distracted person and it doesn't help that in less than 5 secs, i can reach the pantry and fridge and that my comp (she's called sammie) sits so temptingly next to my study table. rawr, i'm really going to get fat now, with all those stupid truffles, jelly and ice cream calling out to me every 10 min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, lots to talk abt so little time. so i shall use my awesome summary skills to do this.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S BEEN GOING ON:&lt;br /&gt;1) NAPFA : yay, improved for all, really happy with 2.4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2) Makeup + skincare course : haha, funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3) Yishan's bday: Today, gave her a personalized pair of slippers, can't wait till she sees claire's half of the pressie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4) Shopping with yi-lin : whee, it was the e-learning week monday and lets just say i spent quite a bit. we got near identical bags! and i finally got my puma bag. we took pretty neos too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5) NZ trip briefing! : AHHHH I CAN'T WAIT FOR IT! NZ TRIP 07 is the loveee. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;6) Training on sat: WHAHAHA, super slack and last training till end of MYAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;7) Maths : I love maths, really. with all the As, Bs, Cs, Xs, Ys and graphs and equations and logs and modulus and inequalities. wth, JUST KILL ME NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;8) Geog: Ms pang is actually really nice! slightly weird, but nice (: only that half the time i don't listen in class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;9) English: new teacher, Mrs Alfie. heh, she's my CCA in charge too. she has a really cute daughter who follwed claire like a little chick ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;10) Apples : i'm kinda on an apple diet, cuz it's so huge, it fills me up. plus, it's working too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;11) Xianmin: Xianmin is a bad bad girl. Nuff said (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;12) Fahrenheit! : okay, there's been these stupid articles floating around abt how they're gg to split up and how they only look good but no talent. 1. THAT IS SO NOT TRUE. i don't want them to split up! one reason i like them so much is because the 4 of them are so like brothers and ohh, it's just that feeling. 2) They don't lack talent! just because they don't sing as well as some others doesn't mean they have no talent. they sing well enough for me so there's that. besides, they can act and ooh, X-family's gg to come out soon and did you hear, HANA KIMI 2 is gg to start filming end of this year! far away, but at least we know (: and i restocked my frh merchandise. one day, i'm gg to look at them and think, why did i buy these but that day is not today! or any other day in the near future. i have like 5 posters, 7 sheets of stickers, 1 album and 1 set of poker cards. and loads of pics, both virtual and real. taking screenshots count too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;13) I LOVE JIRO MORE THAN EVER! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;14) I miss Goong cuz my mummy is watching it now and i think about all the goong moments i had last year. sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;15) My file!: yay, i decorated the front of my file with frh, jiro, goong, teddies and full hse! haha, hopefully, it'll keep me awake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;16 ) i love my classmates. lots of love goes out to yi-lin, jiawen, yen yee, yenlin and ting wen! you all keep me going! haha ting wen, geog's so funny with you around. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;17) This is gg to sound really stupid but neopets had this total makeover! it's really different now. hehe, i know cuz i started playing again. I'm still a child at heart (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;18) Last one, cuz i like the no. 18. Good luck everyone for mugging! we'll get through this in no time! just hang in there and don't fall sick (like someone. ahem.) :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yay, done. seeya not so soon. probably won't be blogging for a while. ohoh, one last thing, I DIDN'T REALIZE 2 yue 30 hao WAS A NON-EXISTENT DAY EVEN AFTER I LISTENED TO THE SONG LIKE A HUNDRED TIMES (i'm not kidding, that's the play count for all my frh songs) AHHHHHH! is this what they call mental retardation? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-994791805700672428?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/994791805700672428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=994791805700672428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/994791805700672428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/994791805700672428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/04/update.html' title='an update!'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-8444558660020061086</id><published>2007-03-23T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T23:56:11.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HANA KIMI DAY! + LJ week</title><content type='html'>YAY, I LOVE TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm reallly happy and high now cuz today was CHAO FUN! haha, yi-lin and yenyee came over to my house to watch hana kimi. (: and kinda expected; yenyee overslept. we watched till my tuition teacher came and after tuition, we went to lot 1 for lunch. on the lrt, we were playing dan wei tempo gogogo! damn, fun and funny, we were standing! everytime i said sth unusual like "plastic bag", yi-lin will lose concentration. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to have the sakae teatime buffet thing but we had to wait till 3 so we walked around first. we went to comics connection to look for hana kimi stuff. THE FAHRENHEIT BOOK IS GORGEOUS AND I SHALL BUY IT SOMEDAY. we couldn't find much stuff though so we went to take neoprints and they are CHAO MEI! omg, they are one of the nicest prints i've ever taken. 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(: we also took some super random photos. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RgP2WF73yaI/AAAAAAAAAIU/C7Fb7z-W7MI/s1600-h/PICT0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045146866995939746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RgP2WF73yaI/AAAAAAAAAIU/C7Fb7z-W7MI/s320/PICT0023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RgP2WV73ybI/AAAAAAAAAIc/HM0P5Rjl8Lk/s1600-h/PICT0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045146871290907058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RgP2WV73ybI/AAAAAAAAAIc/HM0P5Rjl8Lk/s320/PICT0026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RgP2W173ycI/AAAAAAAAAIk/U_JAU2VZPjE/s1600-h/PICT0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045146879880841666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RgP2W173ycI/AAAAAAAAAIk/U_JAU2VZPjE/s320/PICT0027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch, we rushed back to my hse for more hana kimi! we played the finger game on the lrt this time (: we watched the super nice episodes of hana kimi!! the three of us were squealing and screaming and whacking cushions! haha :D I don't want the day to end but they had to go home. :( ohoh, we took so long to leave the condo -.- when we went to the sidegate, the guard wasn't there for yi-lin and yenyee to change their ez-link cards so we went to the poolside guard. the poolside guard then directed us to the front gate guard to change the cards. -.- so we walked this bigg round before leaving. sighh.. today was so good and fun, I WANT MORE DAYS LIKE THIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love you yi-lin and yenyee, my fellow hana-kimi-ers and tempo gamers! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, learning journey week was quite sucky overall. i liked the bus rides though. day 1 was my fair lady screening in the horribly stuffy ava room that almost everyone rushed out for air during the intermission. the show was pretty nice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 2 was discovery centre. how do you think it was? boringgness. i was expecting it to be about inventions and discoveries and in the end, it was all about Singapore. we also got to watch this fighter pilot film on a five-storey tall screen! just imagine. i was imagining that i was watching hana kimi on that screen. sighhh.. (: oh, and i ate so much popcorn that i was going to puke. we had a small classroom session and after we finished the proper discussion, we chatted about other stuff. like how much older than you a guy can be to marry him. yenyee was going on about how 12 years is the limit for her because what it's one round of the zodiac and it would be weird for it to be more than one round. then i said "that's just because wuzun is exactly 12 years older than you right? (:" and we all laughed. lol, we had lots of other interesting discussions. had gym, then cheer prac at toa payoh till 8.30. was super tired on the way to toa payoh but claire and i didn't want to fall asleep so she started whacking her head and i slapped my eyes. haha. and thank goodness for ipods, we wouldn't have survived without them. (: i ate junk the whole day, like only breakfast was a decent bread and milo. after that, it was popcorn, chocolate bar and cup noodles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;day 3, kampong glam. slightly more interesting. but i've been there for like, 3 times already? we played games on the prettaye double decker chartered bus though. i wish we can sit on a bus like that at new zealand. I CAN'T WAIT FOR NEW ZEALAND! :D so we toured kampong glam, watched a performance and visited tombs. we also took pics on the bus (: okay, i look horrible here but i shall still post the photos. DON'T LAUGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RgP1JF73yUI/AAAAAAAAAHk/7Fld15EFqwQ/s1600-h/PICT0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045145544146012482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RgP1JF73yUI/AAAAAAAAAHk/7Fld15EFqwQ/s320/PICT0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RgP1KF73yXI/AAAAAAAAAH8/2WTME7h5G3c/s1600-h/PICT0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045145561325881714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RgP1KF73yXI/AAAAAAAAAH8/2WTME7h5G3c/s320/PICT0018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RgP2VV73yYI/AAAAAAAAAIE/1e2PAOmKx1s/s1600-h/PICT0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045146854111037826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RgP2VV73yYI/AAAAAAAAAIE/1e2PAOmKx1s/s320/PICT0020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RgP2Vl73yZI/AAAAAAAAAIM/XxE2TvkMaY4/s1600-h/PICT0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045146858406005138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RgP2Vl73yZI/AAAAAAAAAIM/XxE2TvkMaY4/s320/PICT0022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before kampong glam, i did maths pt in school in the morning. then yi-lin yenyee xinyuan and i went to walk around orchard. orchard's so boring in the morning when all the shops are closed. we went to sit at macs till yenlin and meijia came then we went to pacific plaza to wait for the roxy shop to open. we were so bored waiting, we decided to take pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RgP1I173yTI/AAAAAAAAAHc/pzYIFyOhFnE/s1600-h/PICT0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045145539851045170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RgP1I173yTI/AAAAAAAAAHc/pzYIFyOhFnE/s320/PICT0003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RgP1JV73yVI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Vcm_Fws-zaQ/s1600-h/PICT0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045145548440979794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RgP1JV73yVI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Vcm_Fws-zaQ/s320/PICT0009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then we had lunch at shaw house where yenyee started telling us about the pudding entertainment show and became hysterical. she was laughing like crazy la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045145557030914402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RgP1J173yWI/AAAAAAAAAH0/gowZzCV6Vvg/s320/PICT0013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We went to far east plaza to take neos later and after walking a few rounds in the basement looking for a neoprint shop, we went to the one upstairs instead. then our first machine had an error and we had to change machines. -.- the neos turned out pretty okay, can you spot the 2 extra people? (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RgPzz173yQI/AAAAAAAAAHE/2mnISmrQ3dg/s1600-h/Retard.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045144079562164482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RgPzz173yQI/AAAAAAAAAHE/2mnISmrQ3dg/s320/Retard.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RgPzz173yRI/AAAAAAAAAHM/R9Gms-gafP0/s1600-h/Smile.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045144079562164498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RgPzz173yRI/AAAAAAAAAHM/R9Gms-gafP0/s320/Smile.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RgPz0F73ySI/AAAAAAAAAHU/8StQBGuL-xc/s1600-h/Starry.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045144083857131810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RgPz0F73ySI/AAAAAAAAAHU/8StQBGuL-xc/s320/Starry.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RgPzzl73yPI/AAAAAAAAAG8/WhQhRw1LtoE/s1600-h/Fireworks.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045144075267197170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RgPzzl73yPI/AAAAAAAAAG8/WhQhRw1LtoE/s320/Fireworks.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;day 4, free day! yay, just did work at home comfortably while suanning claire who was feeding mozzies at khatib bongsu. had cheer, then gym, then wrote my poem. (: and awaited eagerly for today which didn't disappoint at all! (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh well, the hols + LJ week are nearly over. I AM VERY VERY SAD. i can see loads and loads of work coming. but please let every day be fun-filled! 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(: yay, so gym camp was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played the water-evaporating games and gillian is really bad at the um, name game(?) so she kept having to do forfeits. haha. we prepped a little for the performance, like pyramids and stuff before going for lunch and far east. and my JIRO SHIRT totally rocks man. almost everyone thought it was bought at first. nah, i painted it myself. my shoes too. the front,&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RfpZcoFI0aI/AAAAAAAAADs/7RjvGshtF9k/s1600-h/PICT0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042441081124868514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RfpZcoFI0aI/AAAAAAAAADs/7RjvGshtF9k/s320/PICT0082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RfpZc4FI0bI/AAAAAAAAAD0/DrNXYnuioTk/s1600-h/PICT0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042441085419835826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RfpZc4FI0bI/AAAAAAAAAD0/DrNXYnuioTk/s320/PICT0083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fiona was like "You everything also like to D-I-Y right?" haha, no, i'm just a personalization freak. (: and i found out that shinyi also loves jiro! yea man! JIRO IS THE LOVE. I'm going to paint a shirt for her but sorry wu zun fans, go paint your own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CWY (art gym sec 3 batch, the 3-person strong batch) went for lunch at bk and we talked about some pretty philosophical stuff. i got kinda emotional but well, depressing stuff should not rule this post. so we ate and then shopped. claire and i bought big loopy spotted earrings which we swapped for a while so we had diff. colours. :D mine's pink and hers are red. i also got a black and white pair which i personalized. haha. don't paw and claire look like a couple? &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RfpXCYFI0WI/AAAAAAAAADM/OssI7eGs1mo/s1600-h/PICT0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042438431130046818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RfpXCYFI0WI/AAAAAAAAADM/OssI7eGs1mo/s320/PICT0071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went ice skating after that. i swear i hate rental skates and if not for the fact that my own skates are bloody heavy, i would bring them. grahh. anw, we skated and met lots of other rg ppl at the rink. i saw guiqi, her 2 friends, fiona lee and vianne. i never knew fiona lee's such a pro skater! coolness. haha, skating was a blast. everyone was either trying to skate/trying stunts and fell down quite a lot. plus, the zamboni was spoilt so the ice surface was super watery. heh. claire, our little miss social butterfly, naturally had some encounters on the ice, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we got back to school, it was already like what, 8-9 plus so most of the gymmers decided not to bathe. yuck, how can they stand that? the rest of us floundered from toilet to toilet searching for one with showerheads. most of the lights weren't turned on so i clung to stacey. i'm really easily freaked. met yenyee at the toilet and we screamed about hana kimi(!) and maths pt together. when CWY went to fetch the tv from the gym, i met the guides who were going to sleep in these huge tents. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RfpXC4FI0YI/AAAAAAAAADc/JQg9I6d_Uzs/s1600-h/PICT0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042438439719981442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RfpXC4FI0YI/AAAAAAAAADc/JQg9I6d_Uzs/s320/PICT0074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;thank goodness we had the KS chee. we watched the 06 gym videos for a while in which i promptly fastforwarded my own parts. ;) then we watched Stick It, a vid about gymnastics. it was damn cool, esp the part where they all scratched their routines. then the sec 2s brought out hana kimi! yeah! i listened to chao xi huan ni, xiuyi's song in hana kimi. LOVE IT SO MUCH! claire had to sew her om stuff so we went out to the foyer and sat with her. after a while, yishan took over and claire and i did a little cheer prac. haha, in the middle of the night. we went in to play uno afterwards and i rock at UNO. hah. i gamed the two games without needing to draw any cards. the two of them on the other hand took super long to complete the game. they built card pyramids afterwards and i went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;the jam at breakfast is really delicious! haha, and our dear sec 2s felt sick cuz they didn't sleep at all at night and played bridge and drank coffee. we had ice-breakers with the rhythmic ppl and double whacko rocks no matter how many times you play it. everyone always freak and scream when their name or their partner's name is called. :p we had prep again and we tried lots of cool stunts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch, we had the food hunt with rhythmic. damn fun and filling (: i was grp 5's leader and we had to go around orchard buying and eating food. hazel's knowledge of orchard is superb. O.O she like knows almost where is what exactly. so all of us trooped down orchard buying the disgusting mee sua, kiwifruit, wanton mee and we even bought egg agar. ohoh, and you have to link the names of the food together so when we had to link t and w, i suggested Takeaway chicken steW and zhimin, who was drinking the apple drink, spewed out this whole mouthful! haha, i still can't believe she did that. the most embarrasing station was the one where we had to do a gym pose right outside tangs market for 3 whole min! there was also the grey file donation guy who tried to stop us. we told him we were in a race and ran past him. we ended at wisma and we got first for time and least no. of items! while waiting for the remaining groups to turn up, claire and i became really spastic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RfpXCoFI0XI/AAAAAAAAADU/wxfvoQgBD-s/s1600-h/PICT0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042438435425014130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RfpXCoFI0XI/AAAAAAAAADU/wxfvoQgBD-s/s320/PICT0072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we also got cheryl into the hole game and she has to look down to see us cuz she's so tall. we went back to school afterwards and broke camp. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so anw, i'm super irritated with homework now. and this is what one does when you're thoroughly bored with your maths assignment and there's a pretty pack of playing cards within arm's reach:&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RfpXDIFI0ZI/AAAAAAAAADk/MqNsLmXVZRw/s1600-h/PICT0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042438444014948754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RfpXDIFI0ZI/AAAAAAAAADk/MqNsLmXVZRw/s320/PICT0078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the so not snazzy pile of hw awaits me. this sucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-4624300426342998827?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4624300426342998827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=4624300426342998827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/4624300426342998827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/4624300426342998827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/03/gym-camp-07.html' title='Gym Camp 07'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RfpZcoFI0aI/AAAAAAAAADs/7RjvGshtF9k/s72-c/PICT0082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-864502920894472928</id><published>2007-03-13T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T21:07:26.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>March Hols</title><content type='html'>hello hello, i am currently really bored cuz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I can't watch hana kimi or i'll get screamed at.&lt;br /&gt;2) No other jiro lovers are online&lt;br /&gt;3) I'm tired of packing for gym camp&lt;br /&gt;4) I refuse to do any homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i shall blog. whee. okay, gym has been pretty fun these two days, better than usual. (: at least claire can do more stuff now. But she's a REALLY ANNOYING PERSON (R.A.P.) to talk to about jiro. HMPH. she and all her ASSOCIATIONS ;) that word incidentally meant "ppl you make out with" to one of my juniors. HAHAHA. so anw, i have a new beam routine. which sucks like ____ cuz i can't do it the way lao shi wants me too and i get screamed at loads. whatever, it's gym camp tmr and i'm looking forward to it. YEAH MAN. but but but... THE R.A.P. HAD TO SUGGEST GOING ICE-SKATING! we are only supposed to organise ice-skating when we're sec 4! RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i have shit loads of work waiting for me to clear but i don't seem to have any incentive to do them now. that probably means i'll have to slog my ass off on friday. damn. here's the list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) English compre&lt;br /&gt;2) Maths assignment 2&lt;br /&gt;3) Maths assignment 3&lt;br /&gt;4) Maths WS 3&lt;br /&gt;5) Maths PT&lt;br /&gt;6) Tidy chinese file (whee, done!)&lt;br /&gt;7) Jian bao?&lt;br /&gt;8) Physics assignment&lt;br /&gt;9) Chem ws&lt;br /&gt;10) Chem checklists&lt;br /&gt;11) Lit PT&lt;br /&gt;12) Geog WS&lt;br /&gt;13) Sakubun&lt;br /&gt;14) RS Journal&lt;br /&gt;15) STUDY FOR JAP CA2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is that sad or is that sad. &lt;em&gt;my dear teachers, they call it holidays for a reason. &lt;/em&gt;bye bye, my weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to a happier subject, have I mentioned that HANA KIMI ROCKS? or that JIRO IS DAMN HOT AND CUTE ? mwahaha, i just finished watching ep 10 today and i loved it! so much jiro! yay~ and during the part when he was telling junli he liked someone else, i was tearing/crying! first time for this show! omg, it was just so sad. how many guys actually dare to admit that they're gay and tell a pretty good-looking girl straight that their r/s is not possible? AHHHH! i can't get over it. poor jiro/xiu yi, he's so confused whether he's gay or not. he's being cheated! G-Y-A power man! and for the super funny parts in that ep, i was jumping up and down from the sofa to the floor and back! can't help it, it was too good! haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALALA, i feel much better now, &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 hana kimi + JIRO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-864502920894472928?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/864502920894472928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=864502920894472928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/864502920894472928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/864502920894472928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/03/march-hols.html' title='March Hols'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-2038776034790178709</id><published>2007-03-11T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T14:46:12.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovee &lt;3 &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RfOlRYFI0KI/AAAAAAAAABs/VFERvYxFqEA/s1600-h/Jiro1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040554125898076322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RfOlRYFI0KI/AAAAAAAAABs/VFERvYxFqEA/s320/Jiro1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RfOlRoFI0LI/AAAAAAAAAB0/jcH21UiORO0/s1600-h/Jiro2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040554130193043634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RfOlRoFI0LI/AAAAAAAAAB0/jcH21UiORO0/s320/Jiro2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RfOlR4FI0MI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7JQ24AuvtoI/s1600-h/Jiro4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040554134488010946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RfOlR4FI0MI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7JQ24AuvtoI/s320/Jiro4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RfOlR4FI0NI/AAAAAAAAACE/qxb5XPavrlU/s1600-h/Jiro6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040554134488010962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RfOlR4FI0NI/AAAAAAAAACE/qxb5XPavrlU/s320/Jiro6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jiro is the love (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-2038776034790178709?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2038776034790178709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=2038776034790178709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/2038776034790178709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/2038776034790178709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/03/lovee-3-3.html' title='Lovee &lt;3 &lt;3'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RfOlRYFI0KI/AAAAAAAAABs/VFERvYxFqEA/s72-c/Jiro1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-1240274732661604559</id><published>2007-03-11T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T14:42:39.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JIRO!!!</title><content type='html'>I know this is like so slow and all, but I LOVE JIRO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG! i just bought the hana kimi vcd to watch yesterday and Jiro is damn hot and cute! (: Wuzun's really handsome and all but JIRO tops! ahhh... haha &lt;3 &lt;3 jiro! i don't really like ella but the show's damn good. go watch! both wu zun and jiro are super sweet and hot! hahaha. and the so deliciously gay doctor Mei Tian! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to Jiro who's undoubtedly hot and cute. yay yay, i'm going crazy. haha. and my brother hates me watching hana kimi cuz i squeal and laugh and squirm when watching. can't help it la, i always do that when watching a good show. i call it reacting to the show. (: i've been watching all morning! lalala, it's a must-watch cuz it has jiro and wuzun! with this coming from a hana-kimi-plot-disbeliever, you should go and watch it NOW. and then come and swoon over jiro with me! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-1240274732661604559?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1240274732661604559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=1240274732661604559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/1240274732661604559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/1240274732661604559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/03/jiro.html' title='JIRO!!!'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-4064075731827675291</id><published>2007-03-09T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T22:07:16.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swim Carn 07</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yay,&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;swim carn 07 &lt;/span&gt;. hadley didn't win but well done (: congrats to tarbet! haha, okay, swim carn was pretty fun this year la. well, i didn't exactly do a lot of stuff. heh. went for lunch with cheerleaders. and we were kinda late. like, we were still on the cab there at 2.22. but there was this big jam at the entrance so we weren't booked. ;D then we got our mop-like pompoms. hell, they didn't even look like pompoms. so we started squishing and scunching them up. we only cheered with the house for a while before we went to the space at the top to drill for review. we just did the pyramid part most of the time. and claire and i were practicing the stunts. like we did them over and over again under the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HOT HOT sun&lt;/span&gt; which burns your butt the minute you sit down. and half of the time we got interrupted by ppl passing by. but yep, our stunts aren't all that bad, thanks to claire. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after swim carn ended, we had the review. and we went first. o.o it wasn't perfect but i don't think it was total disaster. we forgot which formation to go to half of the time though and i don't know whether the pyramid was successful cuz i was down in front. The other houses were cooool. yupzz. everyone jiayou kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and claire, you look really exhausted, you should take ginseng. I know you're really stressed right now with a million things to do but you've done a lot for gym and cheer and etc and i hope you know that all that you've done is appreciated. you still need to sleep more, as i always tell you too. just always remember that there'll be ppl behind you in case you fall. (both literally and figuratively (; ) and even though i know that it's almost impossible for you to give up anything right now, "no" will always be a viable option. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LOVE YOU, my other half of H!&lt;/span&gt; (and just so you know, i'm really tempted to post that flasher/poser pic of you up here but let's save it for next time, shall we? :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of saying no, ms siow was asking me to join a team or sth for the toy making competition she's always advertising. i just said i wasn't good around all the techniky stuff and no, i don't want to join. like, come on, my primary school sony creative toy projects were all pretty loserish. especially the P-3 one. the whole class was sitting around me, my friend and the toy with the lights dimmed cuz the toy's supposed to light up. so they stared, i activated it, the bulb shone and i made the little lego person seem like it was electrocuted. -.- the end. and since they probably couldn't see the lego person, i must have looked like this little girl sitting there showing a glowing box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and although i got a super lousy score for maths, i still passed. (: yay, i'm so happy! i thought i would fail but thank goodness. and congrats you smart-ass yenlin who topped the class, ae ra who got a super high mark too and yi-lin for doing so well even though you were half-dead that day. don't be too sad, ppl who didn't get the mark they wanted. there'll be more tests, work hard on PT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh shit, i just remembered the maths proposal is due today. damn damn damn. ok i've got to go do that blasted thing. and scrunching pompoms is actually quite painful, i have half a mind to wear gloves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;WELL DONE HADLEY&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i love you (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-4064075731827675291?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4064075731827675291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=4064075731827675291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/4064075731827675291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/4064075731827675291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/03/swim-carn-07.html' title='Swim Carn 07'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-6021821049549643446</id><published>2007-03-08T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T21:14:05.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalala</title><content type='html'>YAY. Exams this term have officially ended. whee! they were all pretty okay i guess. anw, the ppl frm 205 in 303 have all failed math. not that i'm cursing anyone, but i have a feeling most of the 2-fivers will fail. Sad fact, isn't it? I'm probably getting back my paper tmr. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;classes have been normal, there was apparently a slight earthquake on tuesday! So exciting, but i didn't feel it. and jiawen's really funny, she dislocated her hip and pierced her kidney! haha, just kidding, it's only a pulled muscle. she still has to limp around though. and she and all her cats. there's also the whole CLE-congress-closure block. yawn-worthy, really. but i tried my best (: tomorrow's my last day sitting next to annie ): she was a cool tablemate. super smart and knows the answer to like every single thing. pretty fun to annoy too. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh damn, i just rmb we have to email the stupid maths proposal to mr lim by tmr. dammit. have i mentioned that i hate maths? and even more, statistics? but i'll have to continue taking it, cuz my ambition is to be a shop owner/business person! so yep, maths staying whether i like it or not. you all have to come my buy whatever i'm selling in the future kay? or i will have suffered doing maths for like 15 years for nothing. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, nothing much more. the xiao lian bi and maths proposal are heralding me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If you can't see it, it can't see you!" (: &lt;/em&gt;miss you 205!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-6021821049549643446?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6021821049549643446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=6021821049549643446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/6021821049549643446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/6021821049549643446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/03/lalala.html' title='Lalala'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-358589152544484696</id><published>2007-03-03T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T22:55:29.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DO NOT BELIEVE THIS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are showing the video of us in China in 2002 to the visiting relatives! WTH! I WAS ONLY TEN, OKAY? showing others videos of my childhood is extremely embarrasing and traumatising. THEY NEED TO STOP WATCHING. i'm already mortified. There are a million other topics they could talk about instead of watching that stupid video. Like the weather, or everyone's health. It was so awkward for me to have dinner with them. Like the only dishes were: Pork belly, pork soup, fish, veggie and cabbage rolls. oh, and rice. and what did i eat the most? rice, fragrant delicious piping warm rice. BUT i didn't even get to finish my dear rice cuz my dad went to pour fish gravy all over the remaining bit without knowing that i hate it. oh, and the table topics were so weird. they were talking about how good &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;pig intestines, pig bellies, pig heart(?) and other pig parts&lt;/span&gt; taste. and how difficult they were to clean. o.o i just smiled my standard smile while trying to hide my disgust at my grandfather saying "they say it's not good to clean the pig intestines too clean or they won't taste nice!" whee, we shld all eat half cleaned pig intestines to retain the flavour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum just asked me to go out and talk with them and watch the video. How in the world am i supposed to sit there with them and watch that idiotic video of ME? whatever, i'm staying put in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, today was &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;foun&lt;/span&gt;der's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;day&lt;/span&gt;. i brought &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;alfred&lt;/span&gt; to bring a little cheer to everyone. (: he was watching the concert too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RemBVNVFNgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/i7PkEMFaa-Q/s1600-h/PICT0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037699859545929218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RemBVNVFNgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/i7PkEMFaa-Q/s320/PICT0030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this year's theme was "&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;heart to heart&lt;/span&gt;". pretty cliched, no? &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RemBVtVFNhI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KxFAmGplyTU/s1600-h/PICT0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037699868135863826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RemBVtVFNhI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KxFAmGplyTU/s320/PICT0037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wtv, the guest of honour spoke for a really really long time, most of it was about her life and her climbing mount fuji. and she said "if you can't beat the men, you can always marry them." haha, was that what she did? ;) &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RemGdtVFNnI/AAAAAAAAABg/r7zpDseKmCo/s1600-h/PICT0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037705503132956274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RemGdtVFNnI/AAAAAAAAABg/r7zpDseKmCo/s320/PICT0034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Evelyn Norris came back, she's very old now. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RemCjdVFNlI/AAAAAAAAAA0/o903fwuddDA/s1600-h/PICT0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037701203870692946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RemCjdVFNlI/AAAAAAAAAA0/o903fwuddDA/s320/PICT0029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ohoh, and jiawen was telling me why the KS Chee theater wasn't named the Chee KS theater, because it would be CheeKs theater! Imagine the announcer going "All Sec 3s, pls report to the Cheeks theater now!" HAHA, cheeks! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after all the speeches, we had the concert bit. rhythmic performance was good, they're just damn pro (: the choir was good too, but i hate it when people clap with the song, how in the world are you supposed to hear the words of the song if everyone claps so bloody loudly? indian dance consisted of 6 indian performers and 1 PRC scholar! and she's in my geog class. (though i've never spoken to her) apparently, she only learnt the steps the day before founder's day so that's woah. Cheer-dance was &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;L-O-V-E&lt;/span&gt;! L-O, L-O, L-O, L-O-V-E!  haha, that's song stuck in my head now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w9vzkVRVA4U"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w9vzkVRVA4U" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then we sang the birthday song for RGS who is 128 years old. the cake was huge la! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RemBWtVFNkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/c4WrGvrm-9o/s1600-h/PICT0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037699885315733058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RemBWtVFNkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/c4WrGvrm-9o/s320/PICT0041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the concert ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RemBWdVFNjI/AAAAAAAAAAk/pbS1HbXXCU4/s1600-h/PICT0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037699881020765746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RemBWdVFNjI/AAAAAAAAAAk/pbS1HbXXCU4/s320/PICT0038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i went to find claire with yishan and claire was wearing unmatching socks! HAHAHA. spot the difference (: &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RemEGtVFNmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/2hx1CoRDzs0/s1600-h/PICT0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037702908972709474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RemEGtVFNmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/2hx1CoRDzs0/s320/PICT0044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;had prac, then training and was so tired on the way home that i slept on the bus and missed my stop -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you bloody thief, if you still have any conscience left, go and own up. don't let this case drag on anymore. you don't know how much you've affected others. and i mean in a negative way. and if you're deliberately trying to frame her, you have just been ranked numero uno on my hate list. there's currently no one there, you know, you freaking idiot. dammit, go and own up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU DISGUST ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I LOVE YOU YI-LIN! (: and yen yee and jia wen! (and your burrowing cats and your hazel)&lt;/span&gt; haha, that's was random. I LOVE YOU ALL! Happy Founder's Day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-358589152544484696?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/358589152544484696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=358589152544484696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/358589152544484696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/358589152544484696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/03/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g7j9UqT6vuw/RemBVNVFNgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/i7PkEMFaa-Q/s72-c/PICT0030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-2675137933749303864</id><published>2007-03-02T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T20:42:44.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The past 2 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Maths sucks big time.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Freaking questions set were so damn hard i kinda blanked out for a while. Anw, past 2 weeks were busy busy busy. I detest sleeping past 12 midnight everyday, i won't grow &lt;em&gt;taller &lt;/em&gt;without enough sleep! ): and it's so irritating that i'm only alert from 11 pm onwards and from 8-11, i'm simply a zombie sitting on a chair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;treasuring for gym has been funnn (: noelle finally passed the funds back to us and fiona and i could refund ppl money. 20 cents! haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'M GOING FOR THE NZ TRIP!!! yay! i was damn damn happy and hyper when i found out cuz i think i screwed up the interview. now we can all go together, yi-lin yenyee yenlin jiawen fiona and others! &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;we're going to new zealand ~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;309's a funky class (:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; we have many chinese jing ju (?) lovers and that's cool! i'm serious! :) we will also have out-of-this-world class deco, bet you'll be confused from the moment you step in. only bad thing would be well, the thefts. You &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bloody &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;sneaky&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;despicable&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;framing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;thief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I don't know who you are but you suck. What in the world is your freaking problem? It's not fair to all the people you have affected but i bet you didn't even give a damn about that when you did what you did. I hope you realize what you've done wrong and go own up. It's the least you should do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;founder's day&lt;/span&gt; is tmr. Hope it'll be exciting (: see you there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-2675137933749303864?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2675137933749303864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=2675137933749303864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/2675137933749303864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/2675137933749303864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/03/exams.html' title='The past 2 weeks'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-117163441066362907</id><published>2007-02-16T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T22:42:42.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eve of eve of CNY!</title><content type='html'>Special events in school always results in mass phototaking. (: Anw, we had 2 lessons in the morning, a concert and then class party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Morning&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fun to see what ppl chose to wear. when the first few ppl came in, i was like "woah, it's chinese new year and we're all dressed in black and white." we took many photos and i laughed at claire. i'm sorry claire, but it's not everyday we see you in that. (: anw, you looked pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5038/2087/1600/73511/PICT0084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5038/2087/320/736101/PICT0084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5038/2087/1600/222337/PICT0074b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="235" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5038/2087/320/882160/PICT0074b.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5038/2087/1600/591957/PICT0086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5038/2087/320/608372/PICT0086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had 2 lessons. During physics, yenlin ruixin and i hardly did any work at all, we just sat at the bench and talked about goong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Concert&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the concert was pretty okay, it just didn't have the atmosphere of last year's. there was the lion dance, some zodiac dialogue, dances and songs. Some of the PRC scholars from our class danced! and there was one very pretty vietnam student who danced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;CLASS PARTY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our class was super hyper compared to the other classes! after eating and doing the quiz thingum, i started the nut flinging. You fling a nut up and catch it in your mouth! After that, many other people joined in and we were flinging nuts at each other. i managed to catch most of them. we also had music on so it was so hyper. meijia became addicted to the nut flinging and kept doing it. we can now fling the nut to each other and catch at the same time! The nuts aren't very nice though. We also camwhored a lot in class. after a while, sharon siow chased us all out to get us to distribute our food to other classes. Meijia and i took a pack of cashew nuts and went up to 315 to find andrea. We showed her the flinging of the mawpeenuts! The 3 of us started laughing and flinging, andrea took a loong time to succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5038/2087/1600/802721/mawpee!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5038/2087/320/433631/mawpee%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5038/2087/1600/661937/PICT0094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5038/2087/320/258797/PICT0094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kP0O8XoARWk" width="600" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RKmlsiSjgug" width="600" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Later on&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to go for the geog interview after the party and it was damn freaky. like, only a few of us had to go for the interview and after the first girl came out, she was like "they picked us because we have disciplinary problems!" i was like, WHAT? what disciplinary problems? but after that when i went in the teachers didn't say anything about that at all. i just answered pretty standard answers to their questions. after the interview, i rushed down to the bus stop to meet yi-lin emelia penny xin en and elyssa. We went to heeren to eat at sakae sushi and we only paid half price cuz yi-lin had vouchers! i love you yi-lin! (: i'll give you a big birthday pressie. I only ate like half of my rice cuz i was so full of nuts. ): We went to buy earrings after eating and I BLOODY LOST THEM ALREADY. damn pissed. i'll have to go back and buy with yi-lin someday after she pierces her ears. took neos afterwards and they turned out pretty nice although they're a little tiny. we walked around and ate at nydc before splitting and ferrying through the rain. I walked one big loop around orchard again, i'm so ashamed at my knowledge of orchard's layout ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5038/2087/1600/508731/Neoprints,%20LONG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5038/2087/320/805209/Neoprints%2C%20LONG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, HAPPY CNY 2007 everyone! May you have a good year! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-117163441066362907?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/117163441066362907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=117163441066362907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/117163441066362907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/117163441066362907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/02/eve-of-eve-of-cny.html' title='Eve of eve of CNY!'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-117146813796699542</id><published>2007-02-14T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T23:48:57.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day 07!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO ALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, today was funnn. I gave out many cookies, got back many pressies and hugs and took many photos! Chinese was cool cuz all we did was decorate the class for cny. it's the most relaxed lesson i have had this year. after making a few twirly hongbao things, we started camwhoring and it was spastic but funny(: Thanks loads to everyone who wished me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school i had cheer prac but cuz like 5 ppl turned up and we spent half an hour finding a cd player, we decided to just play the time away. took random photos like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5038/2087/1600/4933/PICT0045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5038/2087/320/566252/PICT0045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5038/2087/1600/54540/PICT0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5038/2087/320/105556/PICT0056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. (: After prac, my hot date, Claire, and i went to heeren to take neos. Taking neos can be extremely exhausting, especially if you have a weak constitution. We took them twice, cuz the first one turned out pretty awful. then we had dessert at nydc before splitting. and then i think claire became sick. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i detest politics. rawrrrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-117146813796699542?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/117146813796699542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=117146813796699542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/117146813796699542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/117146813796699542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-day-07.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day 07!'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-117085340086320985</id><published>2007-02-07T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T21:11:37.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I DON'T LIKE BEING BUSY</title><content type='html'>my life feels like its jammed packed with stuff. I just want to be able to read a good book and sleep. rawr. being too busy isn't fun. and i miss 205. and the originals. we need to go bowling together! (: thank goodness maths lessons are entertaining. and loud, so i don't fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, when sec 3 gets me all busy and down, i start thinking about OBS and Pulau Ubin and Sui Sen and wish that i was back there. I think about 205 too and the light-heartedness of sec 2 life. I want to turn life back half a year so i can go through 205 life and OBS once again. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i finally created a friendster account. i know, so slow right? well, add me! &lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal" href="http://www.friendster.com/38225040"&gt;http://www.friendster.com/38225040&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't seem to focus in lit for some reason. and i'm applying for the geog trip. anyone else going? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, my gong han summons me to complete it. I HATE YOU MATHS AND CHINESE (a little).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-117085340086320985?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/117085340086320985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=117085340086320985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/117085340086320985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/117085340086320985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-dont-like-being-busy.html' title='I DON&apos;T LIKE BEING BUSY'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-117008026625107393</id><published>2007-01-29T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T22:33:58.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flaky flaky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am flaking so horribly that my arm looks diseased. I'm sorry 301, for leaving so much dead skin in your classroom. ): anyway, andrea finally brought mawpee on friday and we made it! I had to go and ask for hot water and after that, when I first shook the mixture, it went "Pfft" and it splashed onto me. andrea started laughing a lot and so we went to find meijia to get her to shake it. she shook it alright, but it splashed onto her friend instead. I'm sorry ruici! but i didn't think the mixture was that hot. We managed to succeed in making Mawpee in the end. :P It was nice and cold and delish as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, i got my first attire booking (i'm guai, ok?) and guess where? On a saturday at a bus stop near my gym training place, henry park pri. I was damn unlucky lah. It was the first saturday in so many weeks that i wore pe shorts to gym and a PIT just had to get down from that bus and book me. hmph. it's been years and years since we started wearing pe shorts to gym and i've never heard of anyone getting booked. so why was that PIT so extra? but whatever, first attire booking anyway. The PITs (most of them) are crazy this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;odd week mondays for us is extended till 3pm for career education and that sucks. We stay back to watch boring videos and do career surveys. Oh joy. Okay, i still have to conclude my stupid yi lun wen which i just crapped through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-117008026625107393?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/117008026625107393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=117008026625107393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/117008026625107393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/117008026625107393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/01/flaky-flaky.html' title='Flaky flaky'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-116973194504236754</id><published>2007-01-25T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T21:46:14.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sec 3</title><content type='html'>School sucks. Most of the lessons are boring. Like physics, chem, english, chinese, geog and CLE. Maths is just difficult, lit is okay, Social studies is interesting and PE is fun! I laughed so much during PE and Jap yesterday, i had a sore throat today. Volleyball with yenyee (yvonne :D) yenlin yi-lin shikaye meijia erika and tingwen is damn funny. Especially when we start playing rubbishly and kick the ball with our legs. X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, because of the very monotonous lessons, i stone and daydream in them. Only for a while though cuz according to our teachers, the pace of lessons is going to pick up soon. How wonderful. As if we aren't already struggling. They probably expect us to be all serious, seniorish and studious in Sec 3. (alliteration!) I guess we're not supposed to play around anymore. OBS might just have been their wake-up call to us, telling us "Okay, we've given you a week of fun and learning experience, now you come back a better person and work hard!" That's really sad cuz i still want to laugh and have fun (: and i don't feel serious or seniorish at all. (okay, that may be because i'm still shorter than almost everyone else but nevermind) Meijia + Andrea still haven't brought Mawpee. I should have snagged that packet from meijia when i could. hmph. ohoh, i found Mawpee tablets! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still miss OBS and everyone in Sui sen but one day we can go and take neos together! haha :)And i kinda pity the poor RGS cleaners who have to clean the hall. Everytime after the sec 3s gather there, the whole hall will be filthy. Cuz when we get bored during the talk, we'll start to peel and peel ourselves, and the bits of skin just fly off... (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec 3 should be = &lt;strike&gt; serious &lt;/strike&gt; super!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-116973194504236754?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116973194504236754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=116973194504236754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/116973194504236754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/116973194504236754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/01/sec-3.html' title='Sec 3'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-116955566197955320</id><published>2007-01-23T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T20:34:21.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peeling..</title><content type='html'>I am sad. After trying so hard to keep myself from peeling at gym, i peeled like a snake at home. It was gross at gym. All these little bubbles popped up on my upper arm and it's actually dead skin with sweat underneath. I finally burst them at home and lo and behold, bits and bits of skin peeled off. Sigh.. i like my colour, i don't want to peel it off. ): But thanks to my itchy fingers, a small patch became a big patch and now i have to wear a jacket to keep myself from peeling it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-116955566197955320?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116955566197955320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=116955566197955320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/116955566197955320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/116955566197955320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/01/peeling.html' title='Peeling..'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-116936505221112598</id><published>2007-01-21T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T15:37:32.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back (:</title><content type='html'>so after typing that post on obs, i think i'm back. i don't think anyone even comes here though cuz i've been stagnant for so long. well, i'll still write i guess. it's pretty relaxing. (: okay, my burn is kinda hurting and i think my lips are dried and cracking. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-116936505221112598?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116936505221112598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=116936505221112598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/116936505221112598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/116936505221112598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back (:'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-116936301572637272</id><published>2007-01-21T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T22:35:34.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The after-effects</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5038/2087/1600/895136/suisenformaledited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5038/2087/320/844240/suisenformaledited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;The formal photo of the greatest watch of all time, RGS SUI SEN 07.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i miss OBS and Sui Sen big time. It's really hard not to think about them at all. I keep looking back on those five days and a totally random moment we had will pop up in my head. And i must thank all of you sui sens for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fiona:&lt;/strong&gt; I love you dear, you were the greatest kayaking partner. As Vanessa said "woah, you're so strong." (: Thanks for singing while paddling as it made me brighten up. You also volunteered for the jobs most ppl wouldn't do. The way you smiled in the candid photo cracked me up. I hope your burns heal soon. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meijia:&lt;/strong&gt; MJ the hairball! How will i ever forget washing together with you and andrea? LONG LIVE MAWPEE! Thanks for being brave when it comes to insects (: You are my heroine! Sorry for accidentally hitting you on the head with the empty jerry can but maybe if i didn't, mawpee would never have came about :D oh, and all the random smileys you draw everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yenlin:&lt;/strong&gt; My bunkmate! yeah! i still rmb how freaked out we were by the giant praying mantis in the toilet and continued staring at it for the whole time we bathed! Thanks for saying loads of crap (: and helping out whenever you could. It wouldn't have been as fun without you, i bet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aera:&lt;/strong&gt; You freak out at insects too! it's nice to know i'm not the only one (: Thanks for just being there and saying the funniest things ever. It's sad to see all your sandfly and mosquito bites though. Get well soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Erika:&lt;/strong&gt; I don't know if you've realized, but i think you've been really optimistic and bright in these five days! You help out whenever you can too, like when scrubbing the flithy bottles and washing them afterwards. Thanks for all that but you dumped loads of water on me though. Continue being all cheery kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jan:&lt;/strong&gt; Sweeper no. 1! haha, thanks for "volunteering" to be our sea ex leader. I know it's a horrible job to be a sweeper. You can't go ahead if you wanted to cuz you've got to chase the people behind. I really appreciate all that you've done. You've taken the initiative and helped out so much even when it's not your job. Thanks loads. You can roll your eyes really well too. (: ohoh, hope you've managed to remove all the fibreglass and your scalp heals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rachel:&lt;/strong&gt; Sweeper no. 2! once again, thanks for being the sweeper. i heard that although you were grumbling, you still kept on doing your job. You've been a great help in the group too and we should "hook up and drift" again next time (: Thanks for everything! and heal soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andrea:&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAHA! You're the A in Mawpee! Thanks for making me laugh so much with ur stoning and triangular smileys and comments! You're my heroine too, cuz you chased out the humongous brown cricket in the room. I'll set a little froggy on you one day though, for laughing at me (: I'm sure that will make you wake up in less than 5 seconds. You were a great Wee too, CANT TOUCH THIS! oh yeah, don't forget to wear your fbts the right way round!  i'll be seeing you around and one day, the 3 of us can laugh together again. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eliza:&lt;/strong&gt; Hello hello! I didn't think i talked much to you but i think you were really responsible at keeping the dorm keys and i hope your burns/bites heal really soon! Thanks for being one of the first to call our drink Mawpee! I won't forget that (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nicole:&lt;/strong&gt; You speak really little but you're there to help almost all the time! I remember you helping in this and helping in that. Was there anything in which you didn't help at all? Thanks for that and i think you were brilliant at the triple-d. Never give up! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jiaying:&lt;/strong&gt; Yoyo food-ic! Thanks for making sure we have all our cutlery so we didn't have to pay so much. (: You helped out loads. I do hope that your burns heal soon. The colour difference was so great, it must hurt a lot. Oh, and thanks for helping us to wrap our "wounds" on sea ex morning 2, we must have looked liked a really seriously injured watch! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joyce: &lt;/strong&gt;You helped to bandage our wounds too! Go red-crossers! (: I didn't talk much to you too but i've seen you help out loads. Like taking down the ponchos/tarps and hooking them back. Thanks and remember to wave to me and say hi when we meet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Erjia:&lt;/strong&gt; Heyy, i really think it's a pity you missed the dance auditions. You dance really well. Show us again sometime! Thanks for helping out and i'll being seeing you in class! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jiayi:&lt;/strong&gt; Again, i don't think i've talked to you much but you were really helpful, especially when we were pitching bashas. You cut lots of string for us to reinforce the bashas. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jingya:&lt;/strong&gt; You helped out when cleaning stores and i hope you conquer your acrophobia. Being able to overcome your fears is a great feeling, not that i will ever feel friendly with insects. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are also many many great times we had together. We &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;played the stupid icebreakers (: peed, did sentry duty, joked, pitched bashas, queued to bathe and eat, wrote journals, climbed, talked, laughed :D, bobbed, kayaked, got burnt and bitten and cut, complained, grumbled, woke up, slept, packed, washed, cleaned, checked stores, ate rations on the sea, chionged, koped heaven tables, screamed in the first dip, wrote on butcher sheets, sang, clapped, dried cutlery, drank mawpee, ran, cooked, lived and did so much more&lt;/span&gt; together. It's really sad to think that these five superb days we had together have passed by so fast. It was very very fun and great to be able to go through OBS with you girls and i'm extremely thankful for that. I wouldn't want to have it any other way. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Love you all!&lt;/span&gt; Don't forget to say hi when we meet in the corridors or canteen. (: and I want us to meet up again someday. I don't know when, but definitely someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I really really love you Sui Sen&lt;/span&gt;, and my watch still beeps at 4.30 am everyday ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-116936301572637272?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116936301572637272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=116936301572637272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/116936301572637272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/116936301572637272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/01/after-effects.html' title='The after-effects'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-116921289786955636</id><published>2007-01-19T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T21:43:13.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OBS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hello! i'm back again cuz i don't know where to write this but i don't want to forget it. Anyway, OBS was really really fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 1 15 Jan 07&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around 13 ppl of 309 was sent to the wrong jetty by the stupid boatman. We were in Camp 1, Residential but he stupidly sent us to the jetty for Camp 2, Mobile. So after walking across the loooonnnggg jetty and climbing a pretty steep slope, we reached the wrong camp. Got kinda pissed as i was lugging along this really gigantic bag which made me look like a turtle. But we got sent back to the resort-lookalike Camp 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Groupings were quite weird at first cuz the whole of 309 and 315 were spilt into Barker, Tock Seng, Washington and my beloved Sui Sen. Everyone was like "huh? isnt OBS for class bonding?" but later on, everyone bonded and it was great. :D anw, we met our instructor Chu Ai whom we thought looked quite fun at first but turned out to be really serious. we checked our store and laid out the bed mattresses on our bunks before going to the cookhouse for lunch. The food was good for camp food. (: We played some ice-breaker games before belaying practice. The falling game or whatever it's called was pretty fun. You call out to your grp to make sure they're ready to catch you on the mat and you fall backwards. If you don't trust you watchmates, you wouldn't be able to fall so ya, trust. (: The calls went like "Sui sen, are you ready?" Then the ppl below go "Sui sen ready, sui sen pull!" It's ok for our grp name but what about Danabalan or Nila Utama or De Gama? I bet they would have sounded damn funny. So after that, we had belaying prac. We learnt a very impt thing there, NEVER let meijia belay you if ur climbing sth really high or dangerous. Your life could be in danger. She was belaying yenlin i think and when she went "squeeze check", she squeezed the carabiner and it wasn't locked! x) We practiced pictching a basha and it turned out somewhat screwed. lucky we didn't have to sleep in it that night. At night, we bathed, ate dinner and attended some funny medical talk. The male nurse who briefed us kept going "Basically... basically..." and lots of us were laughing. Had a night circle thingum after the briefing and we talked about non-philosophical stuff before chu ai came. Went to have supper (green bean soup) and sleep after the night circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 2 16 Jan 07&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to wake up bloody early (5 am) in order to make it for physical training at like 5.55 am. I think our watch arrived slightly late though. The warmups and exercises were all pretty lame but tiring. The run was urghh. wished i could stop running because of my stitches but completed it. We had kayaking lessons after breakfast and it was fun and disgusting. Kayaking with your partner was fun, but going into and capsizing on purpose into the flithy sea and getting gravel and sand into your shoes are positively disgusting. We also had a taste of how heavy kayaks could be, how tough going against the current is and how far it can push you. Fiona and I were trying to keep up with Chu Ai so we paddled really hard against the current. However, we turned our heads and realized that we had been stuck in that same spot for the past few minutes! We hadn't moved from the line of the palm tree at all. We found out later after rinsing that we would be going for a sea expedition the next day. We would be paddling all the way to SEMBAWANG lah. It looked extremely far on the map they showed us. What's more, we would be going AGAINST the tide for around 6 hours. Freaky. after the briefing, we packed our rations tents ponchos mess tins into the 2 plastic bins. After dinner, we went for the Vertical Challenge Activity. We were supposed to climb these two climbing structures and get points. We also had to set a goal. Ours was 2500 points. so we started climbing. Meijia yenlin fiona me erika erjia jiayi and jingya did the snake and ladder one first. Other than the first connection being a little hard, it was quite okay. Fiona nearly forgot to wear her helmet before climbing! lol However, we watched the people doing the triple-d and they looked like they were struggling. We were all like "oh dear, i don't think we can reach our goal." Surprisingly, after a few more people climbed, we started to chalk up loads of points (: Meijia Fiona me Eliza Nicole and a few others managed to complete the triple-d, which was logs strung above each other horizontally. It was really hard to pull yourself up we realized. But we kept cheering each other on. Nicole was so good! She only managed 3 logs the first time round but she didn't give up and when she tried again, she finished the whole thing! yay nicole and yay everyone cuz we exceeded our grp goal by like 1150 points! we got 3650 points in the end! and andrea's triangular smiley! we had night circle and had to pack our personal belongings for the sea ex. Everyone passed forward their own ziploc bag and andrea started squeezing them into the bin. It wouldn't fit so we had to repack over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 3 17 Jan 07 - Sea expedition day 1!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 4.30 cuz we had planned to set off at 8 plus in order to make full use of the good tide. The four sea ex grps gathered and we had a briefing and everyone had to say one word of blessing. i said "DINNER!" then we set off. Tze qing melanie and laura/carolyn were our navigators. Beatrice and laura/carolyn were our left markers, li hui and yishan right markers and jan and rachel sweepers. Fiona and i tried to stay with jan and rachel to accompany them but i think we didn't half the time. sorry! anyway, for the first part of the journey, channel crossing, we saw like a million dead fish floating around. It was DAMN gross. After that, we just had to follow the navigators in a diamond formation but it didn't really work cuz the fast were too fast and the slow too slow. We kept trying to ask them to stop but the difference was too big. We passed punggol jetty and since jan and rachel were behind trying to get ppl to hurry up, we joined them and kept "hooking up to drift". We sped up later in order not drift back so much while we ate lunch. Lunch for us was... a kaya bun! Fiona and I paddled really hard, then stopped and took a bite. then we paddled and stopped again for another bite and so on. Poor fiona started getting sunburnt as i think she had sensitive skin. I had rolled up my sleeves to not get a funny tan but it didn't really work. The breakwater part was so loonngg and really got lots of us down. no matter how hard we paddled, it seemed like we were still at the same place. of course, the tide against us was really strong then. oh, and i had to pee in the water. feels weird :/ so anyway, we paddled for like 8-9 hours or 22km before reaching sembawang where we set up camp. i realized i was sunburnt only when i reached shore. -.- i kept on bobbing too. Chu Ai taught us how to cook first and my gas lighter came in handy! Then some ppl went to cook dinner while the rest of us pitched bashas. Our first basha turned out really great. The top of it didn't sag at all. the 2nd one was almost as good. (: I think our tents looked the best out of all the rest. we had to finish the 2nd one in the dark though. we had dinner which i guess was passable. crunchy rice with curry chicken mushrooms and anchovies. we had to pee in the grass and change under ponchos. it must have been the dirtiest day of my life. Eight of us slept in one basha and we were packed like sardines. i couldn't turn if i wanted to and woke up every hour. Sentry duty was scary. the ppl before us was like telling us there are wild dogs there there and there! like under the kayaks and it was freezing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 4 18 Jan 07 - Sea expedition Day 2!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had peanut butter bread for breakfast and packed up. packing up was funny. heh (: i didn't want to get sunburnt anymore so i wore long pants and a shirt with quite long sleeves. then i wrapped the remaining part of my arm with a shirt and towel. but they got soaked and felt like weights. the journey back was much better, the tide just pushed us forward and we reached in a mere 3 hours. we managed the diamond formation too cuz the fast ppl waited. Some ppl like lihui and yishan got caught in fishing lines and most ppl got swept towards the kelong. Fiona and i nearly got stuck there but we escaped. we rafted up against the speedboat while waiting to go to shore and fiona and i were thinking that if we were the last, we wouldn't have to carry kayaks. so we tried to be the last. while waiting, i talked to my cousin's cousin, kristabella. i think it was the first time in 2-3 years we actually talked. (: we had to go to shore at last but we still had to help carry. pooh. oh, we couldn't do jetty jump as well. ): but after unloading everything, we had to carry it all up to the dorms. we decided it was stupid to carry up all the water in the bottles up so we had a water fight. We just splashed water at each other and got really soaked but it was super fun. we brought all the stuff up and had to wash them. erika meijia and i washed the bottles and jerry cans. Then later, when we had to wash the tarps and groundsheets, meijia, andrea and i had a very painful experience. we laughed for at least one solid hour till our throats and stomachs hurt. The three of us just laughed and laughed and laughed while washing. Washing was never so fun (: The story goes like this. Andrea and i held up the tarp while meijia put her thumb under the tap and sprayed. then andrea went "meijia, stop peeing!" and we started laughing. it just went on and on till ppl told us to shut up. it was very very fun and funny :D whats more, during dinner, meijia brought out a pack of orange juice powder and we laughed again. concentrated pee! we made it and it tasted really good. so i thought we should name it. it was at first WAMPEE but then we changed it to MAWPEE! cuz &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;eijia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ndrea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;anting&lt;/span&gt; and everyone would go "i want MAW pee!" the more you drink, the maw you pee! Haha. and so the name stuck. meijia even split it all over herself while laughing. i think everyone thought we were crazy. yilin even asked me whether i hit my head. we had our last circle and everyone had to read out from their journal. it's kinda sad but it wasn't the end yet. we got or photos too. yay! fiona looks spasticated and meijia was a hairball. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5038/2087/320/49334/suisen003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since it was the last night, a few of us didn't want to sleep early. Jan rachel jiaying fiona nicole me and i think one or two others stayed up to talk and eat. i slept next to the door and was scared chu ai would come in so i put my bags on the bed and covered it with my blanket. we talked about random stuff until 12.30 and all of us slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 5 19 Jan 07 - Last day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, woke up today and packed everything. we went for breakfast and i was traumatized by sth really gross. &gt;.&lt; (meijia got it too) you don't want to know what happened, really. We prepared for our performance after breakfast. It was about the four instructors and what we learnt with jan as chu ai, fiona as lum, andrea as wee and rachel as serene. It was really really funny and good during our rehearsals but was a little screwed during the actually thing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"Dayung sampan, dayung dayung sampan..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"Row row row your boat, roughly down the sea, throw your instructor overboard, listen to him scream!" yay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;but nevermind (: Before performances, we gathered as a class again and the teachers came. sharon siow came. then we had sucky station games. i'm sorry to say that cuz they planned this for a year but it was really kind of boring. we played like 3 games before getting lost as to where we were supposed to go. then we just hung around till it was time to gather for the teachers' performance. It was quite sad though. So many of them trooped down to pulau ubin just to race 15m or sth on wooden boards. I can't say i was thrilled about their item. Then we had rations for lunch while the teachers had a buffet. so not fair. the dry food we were given tastes much much better on the sea. They gave us packs of mawpee too but i didn't get to keep it. hmph meijia. then we watched a short video of our time at OBS and had the performances. it got really sad after that as the instructor announced that we were officially dismissed. We went back to the dorms after failing to find chu ai and found her there instead. Meijia andrea and i went to hug the pee-pole and turned it on for the last time and laughed. We gathered our bags and went back down to the hall where i hugged all the 315 ppl in my watch. we proceeded to the jetty and left OBS and pulau ubin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back on the bus, i got a little emo and teared a bit. OBS to me actually felt like a getaway from normal life. i didn't have to think about homework or studies at all. in real life, every hour of my life has been planned out but in OBS, you hardly know what you're doing the next day. Also, in OBS, you do all sorts of things with your friends like kayaking or washing while in school, you just study or go out together. As cheesy as it sounds, OBS has really affected me. We really had to work together to complete things and if just one person gives up, the whole group can't succeed. All of us complained and grumbled loads but we still came together to succeed in the end. Helping each other out really makes the difference. I made many new friends, learnt many new things and did many things with them. 309 and 315 are really wonderful classes with wonderful people and 315 have the nicest geps ever. i'm seriously missing OBS life with Sui Sen. We were a marvellous watch. It was lovely being in OBS with you all: Fiona Yenlin Meijia Erika Rachel Jan Andrea Eliza Joyce Aera Nicole Erjia Jiayi Jingya and Jiaying. We must keep in contact kay? and sign up for a mobile course together next time. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To wrap up this extremely long post, i shall put down some very memorable moments in OBS and Sui Sen.&lt;br /&gt;1. "Call me five minutes later when everyone is here. I'll be in the office."&lt;br /&gt;2. the sui sen ready, sui sen pull!&lt;br /&gt;3. all the circles we had&lt;br /&gt;4. waiting for everyone to sit down before eating&lt;br /&gt;5. always trying to chope tables in heaven for meals&lt;br /&gt;6. being late for almost everything&lt;br /&gt;7. everyone screaming when we went into the water (and achieved our grp goal)&lt;br /&gt;8. grumbling while walking about how far away the dorms are&lt;br /&gt;9. climbing and cheering each other on&lt;br /&gt;10. kayaking and peeing in the sea together&lt;br /&gt;11. screaming about the ridiculous insects in the dorm and toilet&lt;br /&gt;12. bobbing together&lt;br /&gt;13. pitching bashas in the dark&lt;br /&gt;14. wearing ponchos to pee and change&lt;br /&gt;15. the awesome taste of apollo and kaya buns on the sea&lt;br /&gt;16. our water fight (where so many ppl dumped water on me)&lt;br /&gt;17. MAWPEE! and the solid hour of laughing&lt;br /&gt;18. meijia and MATTHIAS CHIA hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;19. the sight of all the poor sunburnt people&lt;br /&gt;20. the spastic instructors: Lum and Wee with his indecent fbts&lt;br /&gt;21. CANT TOUCH THIS! (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;22. HENCE, we learnt teamwork, determination, perseverance and optimism!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;23. going on sea ex with tock seng, barker and washington.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;24. every moment i spent with the best watch of all, SUI SEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;that's it. i love you, SS. and i wish you enough. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-116921289786955636?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116921289786955636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=116921289786955636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/116921289786955636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/116921289786955636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2007/01/obs.html' title='OBS'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27983038.post-116272382255805100</id><published>2006-11-05T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T19:06:26.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>205, the class like no other</title><content type='html'>I've come back for a short while to specially do something for my class.&lt;br /&gt;This is for you 20506, the class like no other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;205, the class like no other.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt; ttendance: 16/36&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt; urger King Crowns and Prank calls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt; an-can in the canteen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt; isney channel Hangman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt; ighty Nuggets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt; IVE AND FURIOUs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt; o GORGEOUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt; -i Five!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; nter-faction bonding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J&lt;/strong&gt; ust amazing (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K&lt;/strong&gt; entals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt; urbxx ish inn the airrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt; aggots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt; /A!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt; ompa Loompa Dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt; ontaneous!&lt;br /&gt;i-&lt;strong&gt;Q&lt;/strong&gt; lacking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt; eFIVEal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; imply AUDSOME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt; WO FIVE IS BETTER THAN TWO OF ANYTHING ELSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt; r gonna pump our gas someday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V&lt;/strong&gt; oting -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W&lt;/strong&gt; illy Wonka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X&lt;/strong&gt; traordinary people, xtraordinary class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt; ou tube!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Z&lt;/strong&gt; eros have our utmost respect (:&lt;br /&gt;(includes quotes from certain people, thank you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, 205 can't just be expressed in 26 letters. We are like no other, bonded yet factioned, smart yet stupid, but ultimately, we are the most special of all, 205. The experience in 205 is something no one but us can understand, so don't judge us only based on what you can see. No other class would be like us, really, it's impossible. So don't bother comparing us. We've spent 10 good months together, but i'd give anything to be able to spend more time with you all. It's been an unforgettable experience being in 205 and if i was given a chance to choose, i wouldn't choose any other class than 205. Friends, close friends, very close friends, i've made all those in 205. Good times, bad times, ridiculously funny times, i've gone through all those in 205. 205, you've given me so much, i wouldn't be able to give it back no matter how long it takes. I want to thank every single two-oh-fiver out there for just being there, it's you all who have made 205 special and wonderful. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it wouldn't be appropriate for me to end this post without saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU 205.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27983038-116272382255805100?l=wantingtheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116272382255805100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27983038&amp;postID=116272382255805100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/116272382255805100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27983038/posts/default/116272382255805100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantingtheworld.blogspot.com/2006/11/205-class-like-no-other.html' title='205, the class like no other'/><author><name>wan ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06290570734121330370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
