<?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-6599550183474828487</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:54:49.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(BZZZ)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-925680983827631916</id><published>2009-06-05T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T06:51:19.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi hi I've moved to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://flyingsunflower.livejournal.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case Weiping has any post that I cant see as a friend ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-925680983827631916?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/925680983827631916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/06/reading-book-club.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/925680983827631916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/925680983827631916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/06/reading-book-club.html' title=''/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-4072816286635001943</id><published>2009-06-01T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T05:25:27.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another Summary</title><content type='html'>Haha I'm back posting !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been really busy with anything and everything :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup so the Bluebadges officially stepped down from all our posts on Thursday and it's time for the Greens to takeover ;D Feel good not having anymore burdens, but this also marks an end for our choir journey. I mean, it's really hard to part with the people you've been tgt to fight for so many things, it's the bond and love for one another that makes everyone continue on. Haha I've got so much to say, but I shant write it here lest ppl think I'm not putting heart into writing farewell letters. HAHAHA cos I think it'll be around the same ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha Alto Chalet is so funnnn &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;The last time being together as a section, playing games together, bonding together, eat and laugh together.&lt;br /&gt;Mmm last time already.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we all did enjoyed ourselves didn't we !&lt;br /&gt;The best memories in Snchoir :D&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA NIGHT AT THE MUSEUM TWO IN MIDNIGHT IS FUN. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yppae on Sunday was HAHAHAHAHA, The huibao was totally screwed, but hey guess what, I enjoyed myself leh. Lol. But then I missed svc and I feel bad. Rah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Subaru today ! Haha though Dongbang came out awhile only, still :D The girl beside me likes Yoochun O: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUNSUUUUUUUUUUUUUU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha what a summarized post, &lt;br /&gt;Live with it! &lt;br /&gt;I'm just too lazy to type a detailed one :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH DID I MENTION ACAPELLA TEN WON THE FRIDAY FEVER !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA YESSSS BLUEBADGES ARE SO DAMNIT COOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't help it :/ Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA stop denying :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY YAY I'M SO HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's perfectly fine and praise the Lord :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paiseh I lazy upload photo, next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-4072816286635001943?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/4072816286635001943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/06/yet-another-summary.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/4072816286635001943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/4072816286635001943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/06/yet-another-summary.html' title='Yet another Summary'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-8646092673011470058</id><published>2009-05-23T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T07:57:36.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last time;</title><content type='html'>笑一个吧&lt;br /&gt;亲爱的朋友啊&lt;br /&gt;把悲伤留在昨天锁上&lt;br /&gt;还记得那些我们说过的梦想&lt;br /&gt;你的笑脸灿烂如花&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;总有一天&lt;br /&gt;你我会再见面啊&lt;br /&gt;虽然要像这樱花各奔天涯&lt;br /&gt;岁月或许会改变你我的模样&lt;br /&gt;我的思念永不放假&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;明天的世界等待我们拥抱它&lt;br /&gt;在我心中装着你祝福的话&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sakura Sakura&lt;br /&gt;洒满青春的魔法&lt;br /&gt;擦干眼泪说声再会也是成长的代价&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sakura Sakura&lt;br /&gt;昂首风雨中有爱我最大&lt;br /&gt;期待他日花开的季节里回家&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to talk about Jubilate for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I promise there'll be a post for it and the pictures as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time is gone,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-8646092673011470058?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/8646092673011470058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-time.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/8646092673011470058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/8646092673011470058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-time.html' title='Last time;'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-1658482883152182877</id><published>2009-05-21T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T07:41:16.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Black day.</title><content type='html'>Cried,&lt;br /&gt;For her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bused.&lt;br /&gt;Looked Out.&lt;br /&gt;Raining.&lt;br /&gt;Listened Music.&lt;br /&gt;Cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did her best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care how you think about her. &lt;br /&gt;Whether you laughed your way through or whatsoever,&lt;br /&gt;You will not deny her commitment and her teachings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU LYNETTE YEO &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;NO ONE CAN REPLACE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to some people, I choose not to respond. Tyvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last Jubilate;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-1658482883152182877?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/1658482883152182877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/05/black-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/1658482883152182877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/1658482883152182877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/05/black-day.html' title='Black day.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-6285506026324096894</id><published>2009-05-17T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T08:34:11.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Numbed.</title><content type='html'>Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Everday Test Week is Over.&lt;br /&gt;But yes there'll be more to come O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent seen myself so hardworking other than this week :/ Is this good or bad. Haha well I kind of slack on Thursday night and did not study for Emath. Rah. I totally screwed up my last Bio Spa, I didnt even have the time to check. HAHA since when do Hazel check her work. Lol. That's not the point haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the learning journey was fun :D I think I learnt quite alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was so tiring !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comm interviews from Eight to Four. Wth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh hey lovelies, the interview is over, dont think about it alr. We have already decided, just hope that you guys will respect our decision and do the best that you can :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for farewell, but I dont wanna step down :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope don't cry too much or sth O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg I want my choir pracs nowwww.&lt;br /&gt;Blue badge last song- Dreams ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes I have 2 matters to address:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly this is to you. No more brothers. The fact that you shot out that sentence means that's what you're thinking about me. It's not whether your joke backfired or not. I dont want your present I dont want your treat. Stop trying to deny anything or everything, it just keeps me more annoyed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is to You. Will you stop acting like you dont care about anything related to me. You were the one who thought so deep. You were the one that broke the promise. What's this? Doing all the opposites. It doesn't help by escaping, urgh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday Fever's coming. HAHAHA and we're so not prepared for the auditions, Out. Yay. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O: All homework due tmr. Bio test on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Shiiiit haven't done any yet :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll just get used to this kind of numb and hectic life :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two little dicky bird sitting on the wall. &lt;br /&gt;One named Peter, One named Paul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT? HAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-6285506026324096894?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/6285506026324096894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/05/numbed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/6285506026324096894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/6285506026324096894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/05/numbed.html' title='Numbed.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-3176886954206387707</id><published>2009-05-08T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T08:15:30.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summary</title><content type='html'>Mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to elaborate on what had happened these days because there are too many and I cannot be bothered. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stepping down after Jubilate;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell on 26th June;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more choir practices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not agree to what she's doing but since she's it, she calls the shots. No rights to interfere la. So yeah. Last few times working together anyway. Sec1s came in. Er haha okay those weird weird people in our section :/ Yingtong thinks they'll be in my fanclub HAHAHA. The sec1s are quite amusing in a way :D Especially the two of them staying in Chopin with Sec4s listening to what we are doing and refuses to leave -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I met them during recess at the Family Lounge. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday fever ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all so serious about it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA ren duo shi li liang ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh did I mention that we changed place !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting beside Cass with Sarah and Brenda in front. Cass is my joke of the day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know this is like kind of late but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT PAINS ME TO SEE/HEAR JUNSU IN WHEELCHAIR &lt;br /&gt;SO SADDDD ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE HIM &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing Gunbound with Joey in weekends are fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You&lt;/em&gt;'re not fit to be mentioned at all;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-3176886954206387707?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/3176886954206387707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/05/summary.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/3176886954206387707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/3176886954206387707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/05/summary.html' title='Summary'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-5471788245129555272</id><published>2009-04-30T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T07:48:16.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;I read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;And so this is how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what's wrong either.&lt;br /&gt;Am I suppose to know what's going on in the dark?&lt;br /&gt;To do everything,&lt;br /&gt;Say anything that pleases you always?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry then, &lt;br /&gt;With this unknown fault I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes you are wrong about me, &lt;br /&gt;I'm not good at all,&lt;br /&gt;The other blues are better seniors than I am.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah perhaps you're right, &lt;br /&gt;They're just pretence.&lt;br /&gt;Genuine does not exist in us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell is of no use, aint it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to argue anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead if you want.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless,&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank you for those memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now,&lt;br /&gt;I'll treat &lt;em&gt;everyone&lt;/em&gt; equally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-5471788245129555272?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/5471788245129555272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/5471788245129555272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/5471788245129555272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-4602437455216851093</id><published>2009-04-30T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T05:21:14.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Sixteen!</title><content type='html'>Eh I'm sixteen already! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday Subin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big big thankyou to those who had wished me on Msn/ Facebook/ Sms:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myra, Yingtong, Qin, BrendaLee, Seeyi, Yangzhen, Sichen, Lynette, Peifen, Joey, Deborah, Pheodora, Danica, Tingjun, Denise, Christina, Gwenn, Weinan, Weiping, Cathleen, Kialin, Chaiyi, Lehlin, Mavis, Zoe, Janeal, Likshi, Jialin, Tracy, MariaLee, Wenxi, Shikai, Janelle, Subin, Xueyu, Xujie, Zhibin, Weineng, MariaChin, Qianning, Christine, Yunzhen :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting the birthday song from 4Loyalty :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I left out your name :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Janelle to have a candlelight birthday celebration at Plaza Singapura after my Clit lesson, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arcade, Cafe Cartel, Arcade, Swensens, Arcade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cafecartel !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SfmVk7VC_VI/AAAAAAAAAQs/GxQ0dtfyGSI/s1600-h/3125_76309883669_584373669_1548362_7052246_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SfmVk7VC_VI/AAAAAAAAAQs/GxQ0dtfyGSI/s320/3125_76309883669_584373669_1548362_7052246_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330456095603490130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm so much better than Janelle in terms of coordinations when we play that press press game HAHAHA. We played bball too! Three times, 437; 568; 580 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH THANK YOU TO THOSE WHO GOT ME PRESENTS &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like them alot :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today- Sec1 Orientation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha being gamemasters is so funnnn :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see their face with flour and some even choked on them O: I think it's rather successful la, considering the fact that we took such a short time to get everything together :D We hope you guys enjoyed yourselves :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seh, so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Green house is so inefficient O: &lt;br /&gt;Ala who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou Choir for the birthday song :D Feels good listening in the canteen :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-4602437455216851093?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/4602437455216851093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/04/sweet-sixteen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/4602437455216851093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/4602437455216851093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/04/sweet-sixteen.html' title='Sweet Sixteen!'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SfmVk7VC_VI/AAAAAAAAAQs/GxQ0dtfyGSI/s72-c/3125_76309883669_584373669_1548362_7052246_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-1306061759967722223</id><published>2009-04-28T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T05:16:19.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An email.</title><content type='html'>What would you do if every time you wanted someone they would never be there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if your best friend died tomorrow and you never got to tell them how you felt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-1306061759967722223?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/1306061759967722223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/04/email.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/1306061759967722223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/1306061759967722223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/04/email.html' title='An email.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-6692009683875461866</id><published>2009-04-24T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T08:42:38.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nc16.</title><content type='html'>My first Nc16 show- The Sniper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shootings are so cool :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUANG XIAO MING &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN I SAY HE'S JUST SO DAMNIT HANDSOME THAN ANYONE ELSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPERB LA HIM, WITH HIS STUNNING ACTING AND SHOOTING SKILLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried really badly in the cinema HAHA because he died ! Even though he's the bad guy. But he's really good! Go watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked one whole load of crap with Weiping and annoyed when I talked more about her bf yesterday. Hahaha it's rather funny because we kept acting out some short stories. But this is certainly more fun than staying inside ChoaChuKang stadium. Well we did support a few of our school matches :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we're going suntanning someday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M TURNING SIXTEEN SOON.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-6692009683875461866?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/6692009683875461866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/04/nc16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/6692009683875461866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/6692009683875461866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/04/nc16.html' title='Nc16.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-8775101134786966594</id><published>2009-04-22T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T08:22:25.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Cone.</title><content type='html'>I was just talking to Yangzhen on Msn and all of a sudden, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There aren't much time left in choir to spend with you guys, Jubilate would be our last journey together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for tolerating my tantrums and temper, my poor attitude and my bullies. Lol. It's really good being with you guys :D I'll missssssss you guys so much &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I went to queue for Free Cone with Tracy and Maria, together with Jingwen and Renyue HAHAHAHA. Dont ask me how we got together. One hour and five for two cones, considered fast la huh :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracy's my new sister, named Nazel Tan. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I were to cry, &lt;br /&gt;It'd only be for you guys.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I saw 11:11 again -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How lame can this get.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-8775101134786966594?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/8775101134786966594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/04/free-cone.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/8775101134786966594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/8775101134786966594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/04/free-cone.html' title='Free Cone.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-5166951351179375215</id><published>2009-04-20T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T07:47:29.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Last Syf.</title><content type='html'>Victoria Concert Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 Am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chij St. Nicholas Girls' School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gold With Honours &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou Jesus for answering our prayers, oh I thought the prayer I led for the altos are not bad :D HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise and give thanks unto the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Big Big Thank You to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MsLim, Teachers, Jinxuan, Cathleen, Weiping, Janeal, BrendaLee, Gwenn, Danica, Liwen, Yeephon, Jiayi, Denise, Meredith and those who wished us before we went up the bus :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's rather depressing to know that it's our last Syf together, &amp; hey you're not allowed to forget the times we've spent tgt working hard, the tears and laughter we shared and all small random stuffs okay!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've done ourselves proud and let no one down!&lt;br /&gt;Hip hip hurray :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sn Blues,&lt;br /&gt;Double Gold With Honours &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love SnChoir, &lt;br /&gt;Most imptly,&lt;br /&gt;I love AltoTwos2, &lt;br /&gt;So much like never before &lt;3&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Heard that A2s? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My body's getting weaker and weaker :/&lt;br /&gt;No I don't want it like that,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to be admitted to the hospital just after Syf. Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-5166951351179375215?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/5166951351179375215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-last-syf.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/5166951351179375215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/5166951351179375215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-last-syf.html' title='Our Last Syf.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-1972619727374629175</id><published>2009-04-19T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T05:04:53.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One More Day To Syf.</title><content type='html'>Service was awesome as usual &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yppae, Unproductive as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm we should just get use to it. Everyweek ending up with nothing, or maybe a little work done. Either use the meeting to play and chat or slack. People dont come punctually; People dont take things seriously; People dont do their jobs well and stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so irritated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Guess what. I'm not going to try and teach the song again. Unless you kneel and apologise. Urgh I'm trying to be nice and teach but since not interested then forget it. If you think you guys are really great then go ahead okay, I've got nothing much to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just say,&lt;br /&gt;It's either you or you who is incapable?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe both.&lt;br /&gt;I've got no idea.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont understand why people like to take things without permission. And even find it Funny to change the language of the phone. Hmm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irritants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incapable.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too harsh. Sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-1972619727374629175?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/1972619727374629175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-more-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/1972619727374629175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/1972619727374629175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-more-day.html' title='One More Day To Syf.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-7561018903182500860</id><published>2009-04-12T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T05:46:52.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you Lord.</title><content type='html'>Sn Chinese Debate Team Won :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Rv's really good and I feel quite sad for that Rv guy :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG THE MC GUY IS SOOOOO CUTEEEEEEEEE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Shikai after that. Headed to Kap to do our work. Uh hahaha not as productive la, as expected xD But at least I completed some work there and I'm soo glad :D Afterthat started doing nothing there, listened to his mp3. Oh then we sent out msgs to ask people out and join us. In the end only Janelle could make it. Yingxun cant be bothered HAHAHAHA. Had to meet Jan at 1745, so before that Shikai accompanied me to cut my hair :D I feel so good after cutting hair. Haha he couldnt take my rants about my hair. Lol. Then we played arcade (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay afterthat we met up with Jan. Walked the whole CityHall Shopping Mall HAHA. Oh then after that we went to eat New York New York :D Man I'd never want to eat that cheesy chicken again. But it's fun with them, telling them jokes HAHA. Oh yah I also saw a group of bitches lol. They were being so shameless talking so loudly and most imptly, they played with me ! Damn. Called out my name cos I was wearing my Comm tee. Annoying lnb. Anyway I had my Mega CandyFloss. Then continued walking Marina Sq. Shikai being ungentlemanly, he went home first -.- HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my Mega CandyFloss : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SeHh57UZ6fI/AAAAAAAAAQc/tMhjyl28UEU/s1600-h/P11-04-09_21.01%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SeHh57UZ6fI/AAAAAAAAAQc/tMhjyl28UEU/s320/P11-04-09_21.01%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323784619820706290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's service was Awesomeeee &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt so touched by His love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really good to feel His presence :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, time to pia all my homework now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent over seventy this weekend :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;For Everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-7561018903182500860?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/7561018903182500860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/04/thank-you-lord.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/7561018903182500860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/7561018903182500860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/04/thank-you-lord.html' title='Thank you Lord.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SeHh57UZ6fI/AAAAAAAAAQc/tMhjyl28UEU/s72-c/P11-04-09_21.01%5B01%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-498704313439648274</id><published>2009-04-10T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T07:54:37.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Internet's back!</title><content type='html'>HIHI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Internet's back and I'm here to blog HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes there are alot of things happened in this period of time, I'm too lazy to blog it all out so yeah if you want to know come ask me luh :D HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Joey to AmkHub after Choir with our uniforms :D So weird la haha with uniforms till night. Man had a hard time trying to look for seats in the foodcourt. Then we had our dinner. Uh we reaised we had truck loads of time so we went down to Ntuc and shop for her angel and mortal's present, I bought my cereals and stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YOU SHOULD CARRY OUR BAGS TO SEE HOW HEAVY THEY WERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Joey had this auntie bag with her :D Super Aunty Joey HAHAHAHAHA. Together with our heavy bags, we were so damn tired. My legs were tired, her shoulders were breaking. Wow thank God for the seats we found at the fountain :D Started looking at the people who were walking. Lol. She started pointing to me whose shoes were nice and whose shoes were ugly HAHA. I took out my Clorets, offered her one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A pill a day,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Then I started thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Keeps you awake the whole day! Haha it rhymes it rhymes!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Both laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh wait, I realised they rhyme because they're the same words HAHA"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Thinks again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know. A pill in May keeps you awake the whole day!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool joke aint it :D By me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup so after that we went up for our movie- The Unborn. Piang super scary can HAHAHA somemore it's like night time lol. Sat at couple seat and were surrounded by couples haha. They look at us kind of amused. Who cares. Spent ten dollars covering our faces in the cinema. Well, at least I watched most of it compared to Joey. She pratically gave up after like half an hour or less. Lol. She kept laughing, I think people complain about her. Haha. I think she laugh cos I covered my face and we were both like really scared HAHAHA. And then we went home :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Good Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had tuition in the noon then I went to find the girls for shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is like my first time doing real shopping :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SPENT LIKE OVER FIFTY BUCKS TODAY. PIANGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dress + A butterfly bangle + Earrings + Jelly bean + Banana Milkshake + Mcspicy mean &gt; $50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh they were all wearing dress O: And I was wearing Fbts in Orchard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I swear I'm not going Orchard unless you wait for me and bring me there. I jsut cant get Orchard right. I'll go missing if I'm alone. And I'm so serious about this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA Weiping was like Personal Assistant/Costume Designer, Brenda the Hair Artiste and Danica chould be my Make up Artiste :D I was going for extreme makeover. Lol. Walked and walked and finally bought a dress which was like Thirty Six Bucks after discount :/ U.P Sixty Nine O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont want to elaborate, HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supporting SnChineseDebate tmr,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus studying with Shikai :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-498704313439648274?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/498704313439648274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/04/internets-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/498704313439648274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/498704313439648274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/04/internets-back.html' title='Internet&apos;s back!'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-3514221454293433588</id><published>2009-03-26T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T07:11:23.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Screwed.</title><content type='html'>I'll probably get a Zero for Amath test because I did the entire thing wrongly and I left the others blank. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably fail Chinese and Lit test because I dont understand the questions for compre and I think my lit essay is damn short compared to the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Proness In Me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway MrsTan said that June extended hols are from 1st to 10th June which means I can go to the Yppae camp! Whee. And I stepped down the Vice position le :D I'm contented to be just the Food and Games comm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tingjun I want to be Room Master. Give me the keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. I went to watch our school's chinese debate at Ny. Wow, our speaker's like so cool la, chunk and chunk of words blurt out lnb. Actually it was more like china students on both sides, fight each other HAHA. But yes we won, she's like pro la. I shall aim to be like her :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir was so stressful :/ Even though there are another five solos tgt with me, but I still very stress. I think I go sharp easily and my voice sounds weird. Urgh. This is so scary. At least MsLim isnt that angry with us, happy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus no Syf audition :D I like MsLim so muchhhhh &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know if I should take part in the July perf :/ I really want to go, but I'm afraid I can't cope :x Sigh see how again la (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad, but I'm lazy to do that 3 sompo I owe MrsTian. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to Yppae :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I want to live in Utopia :D It seems cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That first Gwh belongs to SNchoir&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not&lt;br /&gt;We'll live up to the standard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's continue fighting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-3514221454293433588?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/3514221454293433588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-screwed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/3514221454293433588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/3514221454293433588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-screwed.html' title='So Screwed.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-6436321418726537972</id><published>2009-03-22T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T05:06:49.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy like a Bee.</title><content type='html'>Hi world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days had been busy with many things even though it's the March Holidays and there was suppose to be a Break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically Thursday, Friday and Saturday was all about Choir. I am clueless to why I feel so exhausted after every prac, or even just after a song or sth. Man, I even feel dizzy and breathless sometimes lol. But I'm glad I'm not the only one feeling this way :D Lynette and Joey too. Heh means the way I sing has nothing wrong! Maybe I focus too long or sth HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes MsLim is annoyed with us and so am I with her. HAHAHA. Thanks to someone who said that we were tired -.- Then we got suanned lnb for three consecutive days. All I can say is that she's not that a good representative for the entire choir. Went out with Joey and Yingtong for lunch after the workshop :D had Kfc and we were so full O: Oh we shared lame jokes too HAHA. As I have said, One choir prac drains me, so I slept from afternoon three thirty to nine. Then I slept again from elven thirty to nine. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday's Bbq Party was fun :D&lt;br /&gt;Dont want to elaborate because alot of things happened :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA brother It's a start of something new ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is fun! HAHAHAHA. Guess only Peifen and I understands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WORLD, I FELL DOWN. By the poolside. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church was fine, Yppae as well. Had some kind of sharing session lol. Both was okay la haha. Anyway we leart the Aixinpingguo song, HAHA it sounds nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three years later, &lt;br /&gt;Where will I stand in Yppae?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok better do my homework now.&lt;br /&gt;It's in tons O:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-6436321418726537972?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/6436321418726537972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/wow.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/6436321418726537972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/6436321418726537972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/wow.html' title='Busy like a Bee.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-1460368903500232916</id><published>2009-03-17T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T06:55:14.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rahhhhhh.</title><content type='html'>I am feeling damn sad now because I lost my Ezlink card ); It just dropped out of the bag without me realising. Rahhhh. Hope someone picks it up and returns it to the Cs of Changi Mrt. Sian to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday I was out with Primary friends :D Caught the movie Push which I thought was really cool and nice, with the shadows and watchers and pusher and everything! Hehe I like that movie alot eh. Oh anyway I was Wenxi, Janelle, Junrong and Shikai. Omg Shikai totally looks like a gentleman, those very nice bf. HAHAHAHA. His gf must be so happy man. Yeah then we went to this restaurant at Tanglin Road which eventually cost a bomb because the total was around hundred seventy bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Shikai was really calm. He had this peaceful face even though he left his wallet on the bus. We were like, What? Huh then how? Blah blah, then he just said, Worrry also no use. HAHAHA cool huh. Inside got like seventy plus he so calm. Oh then we went to vivo cos it was raining and we found nothing to do at Sentosa. In the end we played another version of Pig. HAHAHA. Shikai's good at it man. Sabo people lnb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home without having dinner with them, instead I got half a crab or so for dinner ahahaha. Slept all the way through after that till this morning :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue sleeping in Fam Lounge because we were to report at 8 but I reached there at like 7.15. For once I'm early, and it's really early. Haha in the end alot people came at 8.30 and Danica came at almost 900 with her clothes and hair soaked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I TOTALLY SCREWED THE WHOLE ORAL UP YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to airport with Brenda to do work, it's not that productive afterall lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/Sb-rA-2H9QI/AAAAAAAAAQM/P16TsTt7Ef8/s1600-h/P17-03-09_19.05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/Sb-rA-2H9QI/AAAAAAAAAQM/P16TsTt7Ef8/s320/P17-03-09_19.05.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314154118678836482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I look like an absolute retard. Fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/Sb-rWvl2XwI/AAAAAAAAAQU/7M1-ep73jzU/s1600-h/P17-03-09_19.11%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/Sb-rWvl2XwI/AAAAAAAAAQU/7M1-ep73jzU/s320/P17-03-09_19.11%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314154492541165314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a damn lame photo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOST MY EZLINK CARD THERE AS WELL. DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pfft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-1460368903500232916?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/1460368903500232916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/rahhhhhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/1460368903500232916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/1460368903500232916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/rahhhhhh.html' title='Rahhhhhh.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_1UAuf-9S3FI/Sb-rA-2H9QI/AAAAAAAAAQM/P16TsTt7Ef8/s72-c/P17-03-09_19.05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-7736529684388890577</id><published>2009-03-15T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T05:55:59.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I shan't bother about you.</title><content type='html'>Yes I did something really awesomeeee today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not look around for him.&lt;br /&gt;When I say I wont bother, &lt;br /&gt;I really won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd prefer to be with my Yppae friends instead :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with the Camp Exco today, Hahaha we only wrote down whose taking part in the comm and their roles, nothing else :D Well, this time I'm the backstage Vice. I'm merely helping out. I feel so sad. Well, Tingjun's the Head this time, Zhibin's the proper Vice. I'm just some soul lingering around hahaha. Haha so in the end we played SnapJack, and we've come to a conclusion that Peifen's really slow O: Then we carried on with the game- Pig. HAHAHA this game is damn funny and lame :D But we all enjoyed la haha so yeah. Even though we only had Six people, Tingjun, Weineng, Qianhui, Peifen, Zhibin and Me :D Ohoh I forgot, calculated the love thing to find out that Zhibin's girl is Qianhui O: HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterthat we went up to the fifth floor to play CounterStrike. HAHA. It is so fun! Maybe we are deprived of childhood, Especially Weineng man. HAHAHAHA. Anyway it's really fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week's Yppae will be about the &lt;25th fillial piety&gt;. Hmm boring. Oh they are selling the past years perf vcd! I want to buyyyy. HAHA. But it might be really expensive :/ Who cares. Then we are going to have a 'talk' with the older seniors. Like wth, I dont really want to talk about it. Perhaps I'm going to play arcade with Tingjun and not go for it. It's pointless anyway, it'll only make us upset, what for right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't stop eating my cookies O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Lungs Are Itchy But I Can't Scratch It.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-7736529684388890577?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/7736529684388890577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-shant-bother-about-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/7736529684388890577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/7736529684388890577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-shant-bother-about-you.html' title='I shan&apos;t bother about you.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-8533746896319801116</id><published>2009-03-14T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T04:29:45.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad,</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;You suck. Stop acting like you're the world's kindest person. Everything you think of your siblings and family first, what about me? Fk. You think the cookies I baked is only for you and your family is it? I dont have to share with my church friends and Yppae friends is it? It's their darn problem when they didnt eat it just now so dont complain for them it's soft. I gave you half a tub alr, what else do you want more from me. Shout at me, threaten to throw all my cookies away, wtf is this how a dad should behave? I spent my whole saturday baking cookies, and what's your effing problem? I dare you to throw all away, I swear I'm going to leave house. Hell.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, I'd forgive you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-8533746896319801116?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/8533746896319801116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/dad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/8533746896319801116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/8533746896319801116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/dad.html' title='Dad,'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-1247848760335236687</id><published>2009-03-14T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T04:31:13.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookie Saturday :D</title><content type='html'>HAHAHA HELLO EVERYBODY! TERM ONE ENDED YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like really quick, I think when it's O's I'd get a shock like, HUH TODAY O'S LE AH. Haha okay retarded. Didnt get to blog yesterday because I was really tired when I reached home at twelve :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday- Got back our ppr and it's like wthly high. WHO WOULD GET THIRTY TWO FOR L1R5 YOU TELL ME. Goodness, I can just go ITE now. Bye. Haha. Anyway lessons were fine la, but still, Weiping is still irritating me with stupid stuffs. Rah. And I cant remember which lesson it was, we were laughing like mad over small stuffs. I totally have no recollection :x I got Stm O: Don't want to talk about recess prac. Sectionals were plain pissing. Sl got the right to eat in front while teaching? What bullshit is that you tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL ENDED AND WE WENT TO DO OUR CWO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suprisingly I didn't get dentention this year :D Okay maybe later part of the year or sth. HAHA who cares. There like 4 sec4s and 1 sec3. Haha. I noticed a similarity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We looked like paikias, in terms of attitude and uniform wise. HAHA.  Oh I dropped that piece of wood on the teacher's leg. HA. I feel evil, but it's not purposely one la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Chinese tuition afterthat. Stayed at Qin's house for like hour plus talking cos Mom got lost in Bedok on her car. HAHAHA. Yes we talked about alot of things :D Including ..  HAHAHA We never lack topics (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SbuedkiQbCI/AAAAAAAAAPM/wF-p9fZnxtg/s1600-h/P13-03-09_22.56%5B03%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SbuedkiQbCI/AAAAAAAAAPM/wF-p9fZnxtg/s320/P13-03-09_22.56%5B03%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313014416274385954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SbuedjGPDjI/AAAAAAAAAPE/9cTFhgVWbSU/s1600-h/P13-03-09_22.56.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SbuedjGPDjI/AAAAAAAAAPE/9cTFhgVWbSU/s320/P13-03-09_22.56.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313014415888420402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHE I LOVE QIN SO MUCHHHHHH :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today- Cookies Day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA Went over to Danica's house to bake cookies. Haha she lives one block away from me :D I took one min to reach home :P HAHA we got so tired after baking all of them cos it's really alot. Right, shall bring some tmr over to Yppae to share my love :D I think it taste good :D Then we watched Sky of Love. HAHA dont know how many times I watched it alr. Didnt really cry out this time, but yeah still sad la :/ Hiro's so sweet. Debated with Weiping over the storyline. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danica's on my side; she's alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather let the person hate you for breaking up without giving a proper reason; Or would you rather tell that person you got a terminal illness and wants to break up with him/her, then let him/her be sad and worried for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would prefer to let myself suffer than to see my loved one being sad over me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway in short, We enjoyed ourselves :D It's fun, shall bake other stuff in her house next time till we burn down the kitchen hahaha. And the birds in the hosue are cute :D Though they are noisy at times haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, pictures :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SbuhyRSVISI/AAAAAAAAAPU/EwlfkoUinbY/s1600-h/P14-03-09_17.37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SbuhyRSVISI/AAAAAAAAAPU/EwlfkoUinbY/s320/P14-03-09_17.37.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313018070419448098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our cookies. Two big bowls of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SbuiAcxXpQI/AAAAAAAAAPc/5FYiZW4gogg/s1600-h/P14-03-09_18.01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SbuiAcxXpQI/AAAAAAAAAPc/5FYiZW4gogg/s320/P14-03-09_18.01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313018314020594946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which eventually led to this= Each person get 2 tubs of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SbuiPhqJuJI/AAAAAAAAAPk/EICD9W34_us/s1600-h/P14-03-09_18.00%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SbuiPhqJuJI/AAAAAAAAAPk/EICD9W34_us/s320/P14-03-09_18.00%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313018573030537362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Danica's living room :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SbuiadQhSVI/AAAAAAAAAPs/V5EGk0Q6_J0/s1600-h/P14-03-09_18.04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SbuiadQhSVI/AAAAAAAAAPs/V5EGk0Q6_J0/s320/P14-03-09_18.04.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313018760827849042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two heart shaped cushion. We used it to do some lame stuffs which made our stomache muscles hurt so much. Man, are we sixteen O: Took the hearts and claimed it's that person and want to ahem huh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SbuizqL4DlI/AAAAAAAAAP0/RJwFWsAQsu8/s1600-h/P14-03-09_19.22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SbuizqL4DlI/AAAAAAAAAP0/RJwFWsAQsu8/s320/P14-03-09_19.22.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313019193794760274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiping and the ChunLian. Retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/Sbui8RJLXtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/dmjPs9EijzY/s1600-h/P14-03-09_19.22%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/Sbui8RJLXtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/dmjPs9EijzY/s320/P14-03-09_19.22%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313019341691379410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danica without the ChunLian. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to put my photo up cos it's so ugly. Plus the ChunLian. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SbujQ2VjUZI/AAAAAAAAAQE/OmatDXFF-rk/s1600-h/P14-03-09_19.25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SbujQ2VjUZI/AAAAAAAAAQE/OmatDXFF-rk/s320/P14-03-09_19.25.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313019695272776082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to Yppae tmr :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho, this is a long post O:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-1247848760335236687?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/1247848760335236687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/cookie-saturday-d.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/1247848760335236687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/1247848760335236687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/cookie-saturday-d.html' title='Cookie Saturday :D'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SbuedkiQbCI/AAAAAAAAAPM/wF-p9fZnxtg/s72-c/P13-03-09_22.56%5B03%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-4395046914537417913</id><published>2009-03-12T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T07:09:17.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cool Day- Thursday.</title><content type='html'>HAHAHA I think today is super funnn :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fetched Lynette at 0610 and we reached school at around 0625. Yup not late :D Ran three rounds together with Yingtong, HAHA I was perspiring like mad. I dont sweat that much in morning jog you know! Haha but it's fun la, together with choir. Okay then we went to change into choir uniform and put on make up. Haha everyone's hair tied up so neatly, looks rather strange, but who cares, since it's MsLim's say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horror of horrors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to assembly with our gown. And damn, Tingjun saw me. Afterthat so many ppl stare at me :l No face liao. Zen3 me4 ji4 xu4 zai4 xue2 xiao4 li3 hun4! Rah. Then we sing National Anthem Loudy again :D So fun! Daring ppl changed out their gowns in &lt;br /&gt;Chopin room right after Assembly, including me :D Well, I've done that thousand of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahlau I realised people in my class so mean, laugh at me! Dont friend them liao. Anyway lessons are fine I suppose, not like yesterday 2 hours of Chemistry haha. As usual, Weiping do lame stuffs and this makes me very annoyed &gt;:( HAHAHA. Not going to tell you what she did, but it sure is a test man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assembly was a blast man. Havent felt the Stnicks Spirit so strongly for a long time :D And I've come to realise the lyrics of IJ spirit is really meaningful eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA then Choir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pathtic Six Warriors fighting against the entire choir. HAHA. I think I'm really rude to MsLim eh, hope she doesn't get angry or sth. Heh. Srsly, I love my section man &lt;3 Especially certain juniors that are close to me, I'm sure gonna miss them man :/ This is so saddening. And MsLim keeps saying I'm like a Man. Zzz lame right. But she's really nice la, so shant complain HAHAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O's Chemistry Spa tmr!&lt;br /&gt;Elit essay due tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I am wasting time. HAHA. Shall start work when it's midnight :D Oh but I dont follow timetables, so yeah shall start whenever I like, prolly twelve plus since I enjoy talking so much on msn. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tingjun stalks me! O:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-4395046914537417913?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/4395046914537417913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/cool.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/4395046914537417913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/4395046914537417913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/cool.html' title='A Cool Day- Thursday.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-5110588477164877132</id><published>2009-03-11T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T07:40:40.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sbs.</title><content type='html'>Secret Brother Sister :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our msn gang name HAHAHA. Heh let you guess who they are. We share secrets online, like real secrets. Talking to them is really fun and entertaining :D Yppae is so messed up with love relationships tsk tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I still can't stand the way Mrs Tian makes everyone so flustered and tensed up in her lesson. Sigh, so stressful :l HAHAHA. Weiping's rather lame these days, I dont know why, but sooner or later, you'll see her with bruises on her face or something cos she's irritating me with his name and I can no longer stand it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiping watch out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I should learn to be immune la, okay fine, you shall be my trainer. Clit had unseen test which is not graded. How dumb. Then I went for tuition and I was doing differentiation. Diao today jsut had Amath test HAHAHAHA. Lunch time acted les with Brenda HAHAHA. We walked past so many teachers O: and people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH I SANG SUPER LOUDLY FOR NATIONAL ANTHEM TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;IM SO PROUD OF MYSELF :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fetching my beloved juniors at 0610 in the morning tmr, siao la everybody. Reach school at 0625. Power man! Hope Lynette's morning call does help, but most of the time I'd plop into bed later again HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure what happened but I was feeling rather down and tired. Who cares. I wasted money and time at the popular. Hmm heck la. Started looking out for nice stuffs for farewell, then I felt sad. Leaving choir in like months' time, wonder who will miss us haha. But right now let's focus on our Gwh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I'm not doing hw today. Let's see what I get from the tchrs tmr (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still very curious abt the girl Zhibin set his eyes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suprisingly, I miss going to Yppae. Perhaps I'm just not used to it. Afterall, we spent so many weekends together, and everyday in the entire week before our performance &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yppae has been part of my life Ten years ago.&lt;br /&gt;This is my Eleventh year :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-5110588477164877132?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/5110588477164877132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/sbs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/5110588477164877132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/5110588477164877132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/sbs.html' title='Sbs.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-7527473887444181184</id><published>2009-03-10T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T05:36:06.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it be then.</title><content type='html'>Tingjun's around in my school HAHAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;Wrote on the board in the class he's in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Brother! Fang fang :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end he scolded Faggot HAHAHAHA. Wahlau, but it's quite fun ha. His friends are rather funny cos they seemed so curious when I went up to him. Lol. I'm a sec4 please. Anyway choir today was fun because I was laughing almost throughout the entire hours there. I'm really thankful with great juniors arnd. I think I'm going to miss them so much when I step down man ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know they will miss me too. Choir without Hazel is Not Fun At All :/ HAHA I know they will say that :D Cos they're sweet people. Heh like me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Tian is really irritating be giving us so much work and wants it complete in one day. Wow we are SuperWoman man O: I don't like Math and Science. I got so annoyed when I dont get the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, I'm having Amath Differentiation Test tmr. Dangg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My long and cool poker cards got confiscated by Mrs Tan Mui Fong. Damn her la. We weren't playing what, see love life cannot is it. Bullshit de leh she. Still tell the whole world of teachers. Teachers are just biased against me. Fk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, the love trick on the cards are still, rather accurate. And I got myself some disciples (: Fun. Given one more chance, I'd still use the cards during Learning Club, whether you like it or not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who would mourn for you if you passed away like probably the next minute?"&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so saddenning, tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I will give up on you.&lt;br /&gt;No one is allowed to talk about him.&lt;br /&gt;Or I'd ignore you till you stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg Eight Essays Tonight O:&lt;br /&gt;Nope but I'm going to bad kid not do all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us separate, &lt;br /&gt;For our directions aren't the same&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-7527473887444181184?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/7527473887444181184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/let-it-be-then.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/7527473887444181184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/7527473887444181184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/let-it-be-then.html' title='Let it be then.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-4105640496924884400</id><published>2009-03-08T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T07:56:41.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You.</title><content type='html'>Should just get out of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And never come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to plunge into this mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll pick myself up and get out of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-4105640496924884400?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/4105640496924884400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-should-just-get-out-of-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/4105640496924884400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/4105640496924884400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-should-just-get-out-of-mind.html' title='You.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-3535759016072706076</id><published>2009-03-08T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T06:53:48.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Debrief.</title><content type='html'>I did not forsake my chance of getting closer to God for a game of bball with Yppae. And I'm glad I made the right choice. Friends aren't that good sometimes, they keep everything to themselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah don't talk about Zhibin, he makes me angry. We only ask for the name only what. Wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so I had lunch with Wl. Took bus from the bus stop opposite, watch him draw money from Atm, walked from the coffeeshop from Yppae to Kopitiam then to another coffeeshop, just because there arent any space, haha wth we both were perspiring like mad. Kay then he bought me a chocolate bar. Guess he felt paiseh cos he wanted to buy himself haha so dont anyhow infer please thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I managed to take a picture with him HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debrief was pointless cos Tls weren't even there. Played games together :D Rather fun. Especially learning how to read people's love life from Weinan HAHAHA. Alot of truths are out ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay the end of today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-3535759016072706076?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/3535759016072706076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/debrief.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/3535759016072706076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/3535759016072706076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/debrief.html' title='Debrief.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-1549028759245194664</id><published>2009-03-07T00:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T08:50:41.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Theatre, Day six.</title><content type='html'>And this is also the last day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey people&lt;br /&gt;IT'S OVER IT'S OVER IT'S OVER IT'S OVER IT'S OVER IT'S OVER IT'S OVER IT'S OVER IT'S OVER IT'S OVER IT'S OVER IT'S OVER IT'S OVER IT'S OVER IT'S OVER IT'S OVER IT'S OVER IT'S OVER IT'S OVER IT'S OVER IT'S OVER IT'S OVER IT'S OVER IT'S OVER IT'S OVER IT'S OVER IT'S OVER IT'S OVER IT'S OVER IT'S OVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for bringing me through these days, I thank God for him beside me always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, met up with Weineng and Peifen to play arcade in the morning :D I won Cow in Racing. Then Cabbed down to Vt with Yida as well. Uh the afternoon perf was really screwed. But it isn't mainly his fault k. And the mikes were screeching lnb. Zzz I thought the best performance was tonight! :D I feel really relaxed and happy after my last scene! This makes me feel so light whee. Tmr's Weilaohui should be as boring I suppose, but who cares, I'm just there meeting up my brothers only. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank all those that cheered me on for this period of time :D Thank you so much &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cheer up dear, it isn't entirely your fault, everyone makes mistake anyway, like how I did. But that's not the point la huh. I'm not good at words but yeah, like how you were with me, I'm too with you (: I hoped my hug helped alittle :l Hey I really want to thank you for your initiatives these days and your prayers :D Seeing you trying to act strong makes me sad :l See la, I didn't have appetite too afterthat. Dont worry, it's normal for us to screw it up since everything is last min prep. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I might not be as bright, &lt;br /&gt;But at least I made my shine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-1549028759245194664?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/1549028759245194664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/theatre-day-six.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/1549028759245194664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/1549028759245194664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/theatre-day-six.html' title='Theatre, Day six.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-8779288291243249012</id><published>2009-03-06T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T07:08:41.448-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Theatre, Day five.</title><content type='html'>I thank you for your prayer (: It did gave me confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I still screwed it up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so, that should be all I want to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have realised,&lt;br /&gt;They are then the main leads.&lt;br /&gt;Not us.&lt;br /&gt;Why am I bothered by this anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to Peifen and Weineng is amusing :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The day I want to shine hasn't come;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I'm not even the kind that can shine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-8779288291243249012?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/8779288291243249012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/theatre-day-five.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/8779288291243249012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/8779288291243249012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/theatre-day-five.html' title='Theatre, Day five.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-1354711546396983923</id><published>2009-03-05T00:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T08:41:55.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Theatre, Day four.</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since I last broke down in Yppae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont want to elaborate, if you want to know then ask me. Haha. I feel rather stressed and sad. Hmm, but tomorrow will be better! :D Quoted from my Mom HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'd rather believe that tomorrow will be fine and perfect (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'd be the day to prove them wrong. &lt;br /&gt;The day that I'll shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been failing many subjects this term, it's kind of discouraging man, how to go Jc like that. Sian. But still, I enjoy singing in class letting the whole yellow level hear HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh haha we are the first choir at 9am! Challenging man :D Well, we all know we can do it, that Gwh is ours. It belonged to us :D Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was angry at you for walking away without comforting me when I was down, but your message later gave me a smile :D Pinky promise (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sudden downpour led me to another dimension;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-1354711546396983923?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/1354711546396983923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/theatre-day-four.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/1354711546396983923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/1354711546396983923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/theatre-day-four.html' title='Theatre, Day four.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-4734610688042810806</id><published>2009-03-04T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T07:34:27.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Theatre, Day three.</title><content type='html'>I realised I cant really concentrate these days. Maybe I'm just too tired or sth. And I dont like this feeling at all :l &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost late for school, but I wasnt. I feel so accomplished :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhangls gives us suprises almost everyday man. First was make up, then nail polish, wonder what's up next :x HAHA. School was okay until that damn Clit lesson. Omg the people there pisses me off. Gosh. So angry! And that irritating Beng tchr want to play with me, then we play with arrows loh. Not like you can be sarcastic I cant right lol. I'm not those easily messed with please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH DISECTED PIG'S EYE TODAY O: Kind of gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed down to City Hall to meet up with Tingjun and Peifen. We went to the food court to eat (: Peifen orded this five bucks hawaiian prata O: Expensive. Hmm Yppae was okay la, not as unproductive, but we only like went through scene1-4 which is abit nmo use also loh, well who cares. Mingjing totally pissed me off by hitting my head. Such an asshole. Act with him I really cannot feel anything. Damn. He totally suck man. Rahhh. Btw the platform is really scary when we have to pretend to run on it :l &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah I forgot, there's choir tmr, Roarrrr.&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving early anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my hairstlye for this show man, I srsly hate it. It looks so damn stupid and friggin ugly cannnn. Gosh. Performance in Two days! And I'm still not feeling prepared O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No feel, How to Act.&lt;br /&gt;Let's have a screwed show! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At least for now,&lt;br /&gt;I know it doesn't affect me whether you're here or not,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-4734610688042810806?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/4734610688042810806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/theatre-day-three.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/4734610688042810806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/4734610688042810806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/theatre-day-three.html' title='Theatre, Day three.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-3617169452143614209</id><published>2009-03-03T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T06:48:12.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Theatre, Day two.</title><content type='html'>Still as unproductive. Performance is like on Friday yet here you are still amending the script and things. Rah we're going to screw a big time man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should make this quick or I cant wake up tmr morning to do the sppech, then everyone will see me sitting on the floor -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama left for Thailand, leaving me to die here in Sg because I have to wake up so dman early to take bus and prepare everything myself :l Mama, without you I feel so handicapped ): Anyway I wasn't late for school even though I thought I would. Almost missed my stop lucky I woke up in time. Those juniors abit what also huh, never wake me &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been so tired since like dinosaur years ago. This is one of the rare times I'm so tired that I can just sleep anywhere, anytime. Felt really really tired until perhaps the later part of the day. Choir was boing to me, since I was so restless and blurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed down to Vt with Shien (: In the end waste time again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tang gives me stress when my picture is not even the booklet. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of this show, I never do my homework, I never study my Bio. Great, fail a big time man, worse still, that Bio test is for next term's Ppr. Wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok I'll wake up tmr morning to do my 4 essays :D&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can make it O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM REALLY TIRED. RAHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think it's better to keep you invisible. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-3617169452143614209?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/3617169452143614209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/theatre-day-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/3617169452143614209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/3617169452143614209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/theatre-day-two.html' title='Theatre, Day two.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-6244974741586873151</id><published>2009-03-02T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T07:49:37.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Theatre, Day one.</title><content type='html'>I officially hate Chemistry and Biology.&lt;br /&gt;Dont ask me why,&lt;br /&gt;I just can't do Science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA it rhymes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was fine, going through Chem Paper and Emath Paper. Well, Chinese lessons were utterly boring, kept dozing off halfway there. At least Cme was quite fun to me la haha, memorize the DiZiGui (: Many jokes and funny things happened in class, cant rmb, but they were funny :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with closest brother at Somerset 1730. Hahaha lousy Waineng thought it was 1830. So funny. So I went with Tingjun around in Cineleisure, finding those clipped on magnetic earrings. HAHA. In the end that guy was being real nice, he gave Tingjun a discount! Btw, he's the DaSha in Little Nyonya. HAHA. :D He had tattoos on his arms O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up being early at City Hall so we decided to walk around (: Afterthat met up with Zhibin, Qianhui, Peifen and Kan brothers. I was supposed to get the last breadbowl, in the end it went missing. Wtf. Soup Spoon got lousy attitude too. Suck. Hmm then we walked to Vt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt; I saw Shawn :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is practically unproductive since we are only going through our lines at the audience seats. Dont want to elaborate man. Mls is being such an asshole by not putting my picture up in the booklet when even the not so impt characters have their face there. Hell. This is the difference between the students she favour and not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt; Wl gave me a shock as a backstage crew member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mingjing didnt even come today. What an asshole. I've got more things to do and study compared to him and yet he doesnt come. Freak. He's just so going to get it from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havent study Bio yet, &lt;br /&gt;And that 4 essays,&lt;br /&gt;Not written.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-6244974741586873151?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/6244974741586873151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/theatre-day-one.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/6244974741586873151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/6244974741586873151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/theatre-day-one.html' title='Theatre, Day one.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-9151021408815683211</id><published>2009-03-01T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T07:33:03.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taurus!</title><content type='html'>I read this in an email,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAURUS - The Tramp &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aggressive.&lt;br /&gt;(HAHA I agree with this!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves being in long relationships.&lt;br /&gt;(Err. Okay?)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likes to give a good fight for what they want. &lt;br /&gt;(That is so like me :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extremely outgoing. &lt;br /&gt;(Yes definitely!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves to help people in times of need. &lt;br /&gt;(HAHA I think so too :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good kisser. &lt;br /&gt;(Hurr.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good personality. &lt;br /&gt;(Yup you bet.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn. &lt;br /&gt;(If you know me long enough, you ought to know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A caring person.  &lt;br /&gt;(I am I am.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of a kind.&lt;br /&gt;(No doubt, I think I'm special, HAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Not one to mess with. &lt;br /&gt;(You can try me out if you don't believe, Others wont.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are the most attractive people on earth!&lt;br /&gt;(HAHA Thanks! :D) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats Me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep seeing 11:11 these weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you know what 11:11 means,&lt;br /&gt;You'll understand;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-9151021408815683211?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/9151021408815683211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/taurus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/9151021408815683211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/9151021408815683211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/taurus.html' title='Taurus!'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-1220468968720336723</id><published>2009-03-01T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T08:16:05.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One word- Exhausted.</title><content type='html'>BZZZZ IM BUSY LIKE A BEE BZZZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YPPAE TOOK UP ALL MY TIME AND I SWEAR THIS IS PLAIN EXHAUSTING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm mentally Drained as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I still want to blog about what happened these days, so here's the summary :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;- School was rather okay I guess, I cant really remember what went wrong hmm. Then in the afternoon was English Remedial followed by Choir. Oh oh MrsTian said my English was improving :D Later I heard her saying to almost everyone, HAHAHA I was like, okay I'm cheated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir was slightly better compared to the other thursday because MsLim didnt scold at all :D Because she had the young conductors there, but no she didnt scold mainly because we sing well ( I think ) At least I think my section did :D AND YES, I FEEL SO RELIEVED CAUSE I DONT HAVE TO RECITE THE SOLO ANYMORE :DD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yppae at night, was already feeling tired :l Didnt really bother. When I reached home, I was totally lifeless. My dad got a shock looking at me -.- Well, cant blame, entire body and soul shows my tiredness. Blonked into bed straightaway after bathing. You just cant imagine how tired I was, I practically had no energy to talk at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;- Wanted to pon school, in the end I didn't because I didnt want to miss out lessons. Actually that day didnt learn much also la haha. Morning jog almost killed me, I had no energy to listen, still need go jog. In the end I came back to class soaked. No idea why I perspired that much. But hmm was feeling a little more revived, but still tired. Listened to the Mp talk after school, wasnt too boring, neither was it really interesting. Ended up putting my hands inside my pinafore which looked really sick according to Carmen but heck la huh haha. It's really cold sitting under the aircon please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I took bus with Janeal, Zoe, Jiayu and Chaiyi to Amk hub. Bought a dozen of cookies which cost $10.90 :D Just for my section :D Went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;- Met up with Lynette and Yangzhen for breakfast at Hougang's Macs. Yangzhen's late as usual, int eh end had to dabao for her -.- Always like that. Took 74, and Wow, Yangzhen's liked a hyped up machine gun, she talks non stop. Unlimted bullets. Aww last year taking bus with them to Hwa Chong :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir exchange at Hwa Chong. Haha I dont understand, I thought we did quite well but MsLim sounded irritated and angry with us. Ala heck la, Yeephon and Yeujia said we were one of the best choirs there, so I rather listen to them :D Zhibin and Shuixing was there as well, saw them. Started boasting Shuixing was my friend, then they all say he very cute. HAHAHA SHUIXING HEARD THAT? CUTEEEE :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started taking all our food out and eat outside the auiditorium. Feel like being at the refugee camp. Each section sitting outside on the floor eating. Oh got some ppl keep eating free stuffs, never bring and eat other sections' stuff. How irritating. I like what Lynette cooked for us :D Sweet junior &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to play arcade with Joey even though I was supposed to go Yppae with Zhibin in the afternoon. Spent ten plus I think, cant remember. Oh there was this damn Sec2 boy. He's like loser or sth, just because I won him in the car game, then when Joey and I played the Advanced mode, He joined in also, just to beat me -.- How retarded. I suck in the Advance mode, yeah so he won. Then he so haolian can, say what " So easy win me meh " Diao. What on earth is his problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night at Yppae. Ran through the cues and positions. Cant even finish the whole show's cues -.- Got pissed off in the middle. They are just so idiotic. Say then say la, no need give me one whole chunk of excuses la, want say my fault then say la. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to have dinner. Everyone went home eh, left Peifen, Tingjun, Tingjia and Me! I ate my Mango Milk Ice and felt better (: Have no recollections of what we said, but I think mainly was about Tingjun talking abt Peifen la, so HAHAHA. Aww she walked me to my Mama's car with her Jap-bought umbrella. Sweet &lt;3 Though I think we are both wet in the end. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;- Woked up late as usual, so in the end we went to St Andrews Cathedral instead of Tj. Well we had Communion there though, not too bad (: Hmm had lunch with Mama at Ljs and we went to buy shoes. Heh I bought my black court shoes and she bought her golden shoes. And I'm proud to say that I bought all these which includes hers with my money! My saved up money :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Yppae after that. All the way till night was practicing and doing homework. Hmm Makeup was HAHAHA. I look horrid with those thick eyebrows. They anyhow draw mine :/ But compared to the others, mine's one of those better ones alr :D Hee. Oh I splat the Liquid paper on my shirt and leg. How stupid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came down to wait for my Mama, in the end to find out so many ppl downstairs too, haha. Then the Kan brothers, Hong Bro&amp;Sis, Yingjie, Peifen and I played the Riddle kind of thing. HAHA I dont know how they do that One Two Three Four Five thing. But I know the others :D And they know none cept that. They kept bullying me :l I'll know it sooner or later. Heh. In the end Kan brothers and Yingjie left, the four of us sat down at the coffeeshop, guessed the Riddle thingy, played ZhongJiMiMa. HAHA the truth of theirs. Heh Heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we all went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how I'm going to tell the teachers why I didnt finish my work, even though it might seem a reasonable excuse since I've been reaching home really late and tired. Bio Test on Tue, and I'm going to Victoria Theatre till ten tmr, meaning I'll reach home really late tmr bacause my Mama will not be in Sg, which also equates to me staying up late since I reach home late and I need to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont understand Hormones at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have alot of homework not done. MrsTian is going to get real fedup with me this time. Rahh sad life. See if any teacher buys my excuse. Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I wont be late This Week, cos I'm going school myself :l &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIVE ME A MORNING CALL SOMEONEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know if you're coming,&lt;br /&gt;Wait, &lt;br /&gt;Maybe it doesn't even matter,&lt;br /&gt;To you or to me;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-1220468968720336723?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/1220468968720336723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-word-exhausted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/1220468968720336723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/1220468968720336723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-word-exhausted.html' title='One word- Exhausted.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-5032392819589318260</id><published>2009-02-25T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T07:26:15.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mrs Goh.</title><content type='html'>Haha I met her twice.&lt;br /&gt;It's not like it is a good thing, nothing to be proud of.&lt;br /&gt;Got new shoes because teachers conplain, &lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;I suppose Detention and Cwo is coming up soon.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm Face it.&lt;br /&gt;Screwing up my tests seemed like a daily routine to me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to fail Clit like Shit.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll be the only one failing so terribly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder why people say they never study yet they always score so well? Is it because they are smart, or are they just acting in front of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two tests up tmr, then no more test for this week!&lt;br /&gt;Yppae tmr, Still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe I'm a girl with a mind of her own, &lt;br /&gt;Not attitude probem la HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Missing;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-5032392819589318260?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/5032392819589318260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/02/mrs-goh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/5032392819589318260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/5032392819589318260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/02/mrs-goh.html' title='Mrs Goh.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-3587005258056782115</id><published>2009-02-24T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T07:16:57.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissing Sec1s.</title><content type='html'>Thank goodness they are not performing in Jubilate or I'll have a hard time man. Seriously, the sec1s got real big problem. I feel like giving them a tight slap on their faces and kick them out. If you think you're bloody good to get into choir, then I'm sorry but you're wrong cos this year they leniently gave us thirty, including the bad ones like yall. Urgh. I'm so glad that I have no connection with you guys at all, except orientation. Just once and I'm done with yall. Fk off Fk off. Roarrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear if they irritate me again I'll massacre them just like Tingjun, if he does. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These bloody choir sec1s piss me off to the max. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad your attitude problem cost you Twenty Bucks this term. Serve you right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAHHHH THEY ARE SO IRRITATING! &gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-3587005258056782115?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/3587005258056782115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/02/pissing-sec1s.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/3587005258056782115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/3587005258056782115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/02/pissing-sec1s.html' title='Pissing Sec1s.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-5723371729404313258</id><published>2009-02-22T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T07:25:01.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm, okay.</title><content type='html'>Weekends are filled packly with Yppae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was rather okay I guess, &lt;br /&gt;Since it's just that few hours (:&lt;br /&gt;I just hate it when we have to act out the animal.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, had dinner together,&lt;br /&gt;Then we went home :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's a horrible day man, didn't complete any homework at Yppae. Well partly because Tls didn't give me any chance at all lol. Zhibin, MingJing and I had longer dinner compared to them I suppose, HAHAHA. Actually I thought they would have longer time, but then :D Yeah. Hmm they had no choice because I was complaining lnb and making a big din there, so they gave in (: In the end I had my yongtaufoo and mango milk ice :D Whee. Happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterthat was fulldress rehearsal. Urgh it's bloody warm with my costume man, even though my second one is like, really thin. Wah my 'office' clothes makes me sit and stand really straight Lol. Second's one like moth :D But it looks rather nice la, so I shant complain that much. Hmm, I think tonight's fulldress was much better (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's still screwed as a performance la,&lt;br /&gt;So messy, Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the Raindrops look so cute! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have problems with my bones or something, &lt;br /&gt;I crack at important places O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Neck My Entire Spinal Cord Including the Tail Bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Applaud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting down, One week and five days to performance!&lt;br /&gt;Yay screwing time.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok I better do my homework!&lt;br /&gt;Another stack of homework not done :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-5723371729404313258?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/5723371729404313258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/02/hmm-okay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/5723371729404313258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/5723371729404313258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/02/hmm-okay.html' title='Hmm, okay.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-8080309744051228431</id><published>2009-02-20T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T07:53:01.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiger.</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY GWENN :D&lt;br /&gt;Haha not like you know my blog and can read this hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yppae is disastrous man. Man, we can't even cope with our lines, fancy you asking us to act as our animal. Wth, my throat hurts thanks to that. Act tiger -.- Roar. Urgh irritating freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do you keep finding excuses for yourself? Why not just say it straight, because she wont be here alr, that's why you dont want to continue? Find what excuse -.- I'll still be the only one left in the end. Hmm thanks to your decision lol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised these days my post are mostly of unhappy and angry stuffs lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever man haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know who is that irritating person who thinks the place we sit is like a Pond or sth, bread crumbs and skins around. HAHA are we some kind of fish or turtle that feed on that ! &lt;em&gt;Ouch&lt;/em&gt;, went that bread skin. Pathetic piece, the four rows kicked it front and back, HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Think of me, &lt;br /&gt;Think of me fondly,&lt;br /&gt;when we've said goodbye;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-8080309744051228431?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/8080309744051228431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/02/tiger.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/8080309744051228431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/8080309744051228431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/02/tiger.html' title='Tiger.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-4597855422552075057</id><published>2009-02-18T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T04:44:53.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>English Remedial.</title><content type='html'>HAHA EH WORLD I SURVIVED MRS TIAN'S EL REMEMDIAL. CONGRATULATE ME! :D Seh, quite an experience man (: Being super close to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I think I'm going to fail the English Timed Piece like nobody' business. I dont even understand the passage please. Lol. Oh I heard Mrs Tian laugh O: Freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm there's Elit test tmr. Havent study. Plus got so many quotes to memorise. Yppae tmr, wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing good comes out when you dont put your heart into it. Like this performance. Who cares, everybody's screwing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir tmr, let's see how we fare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stab here, right into my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am nothing but a joke to Yppae.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rah I can't stand it man :l&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-4597855422552075057?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/4597855422552075057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/02/english-remedial.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/4597855422552075057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/4597855422552075057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/02/english-remedial.html' title='English Remedial.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-7366057788940879121</id><published>2009-02-17T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T04:34:23.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Urgh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;This is to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take it as I'm the one being fickled minded la k, yeah I say I got over it but no, I'm still affected by it. It doesnt affect you what, what role are you playing? Urgh. Be irritated for all you want, dont give a damn fking bullshit abt it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny, I think even if you know you wont even feel sorry abt it. HAHA you are so confused and irritated that you dont get what I'm sayng! Like my sarcasm? Hey, I really can't stand you anymore. Stop acting like you're the nicest person on earth. Thanks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-7366057788940879121?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/7366057788940879121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/02/urgh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/7366057788940879121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/7366057788940879121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/02/urgh.html' title='Urgh.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-722829226863646107</id><published>2009-02-16T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T05:17:53.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weakling.</title><content type='html'>AWESOMEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;THREE AND A HALF HOURS OF MATH AGAIN,&lt;br /&gt;NEXT MONDAY TOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I gave my feedback to MrsTan on such mathematical day, doing so many math sums which makes my head really big. Haha. She's really nice, helped us hand in our Ss Graded Assignment to MrTan :D Though I think dont know minus how many marks alr lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALright had lunch with Weiping and HAHAHA, we got so paranoid by this huge crow. It's super big okay. Anytime could attack us for our Orange Bowl :/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay right now there is this stack of hw staring at me, screaming at me to start work but haha apparently it isnt working because here I am posting HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is so languagey. I can't stand it.&lt;br /&gt;I've got English Timed Piece tmr,&lt;br /&gt;O Bio Spa on Wednesday,&lt;br /&gt;Unseen text for Clit also on Wednesday,&lt;br /&gt;And Elit test on Thurs.&lt;br /&gt;Yppae on Thurs too.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can cope? I think I can. If I'm able to hang in there despite the remarks from them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir tmr, not sure how it'll fare, but I think we can do it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's been so long since I'm in Yppae&lt;br /&gt;Yet this is the first time &lt;br /&gt;I feel so panicky and stressed out&lt;br /&gt;I dont like how I am right now&lt;br /&gt;I dont like how I feel right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm I shouldn't be so affected, I'm suppose to get use to it. It's okay when people dont understand, It's okay when people dont know what I'm going through. It's all okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look I'm not trying to make myself sound so pitiful like I'm the person going through the worst. I hate to admit this, but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;So weak, So weak.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll live with it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-722829226863646107?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/722829226863646107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/02/weakling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/722829226863646107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/722829226863646107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/02/weakling.html' title='Weakling.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-7381887926212185792</id><published>2009-02-15T22:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T04:49:28.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unbalanced.</title><content type='html'>Yah fine whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel really screwed as an actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. The worst performance ever. Contributed by,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chen Zi Han.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fk You weren't here the past month, so stop trying to say that we didnt make any effort or whatever bullshit you have in your mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really want to argue on who is right or who is wrong. If you've stayed longer as how we did, I think you'll most probably understand how I feel. But of course, it's okay to side them. It doesnt really matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went quiet all the way after dinner with brothers.&lt;br /&gt;Funny, I dont even know if they treat me as one.&lt;br /&gt;Not in the mood to talk abt this either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I really that a disappointment?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-7381887926212185792?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/7381887926212185792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/02/unbalanced.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/7381887926212185792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/7381887926212185792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/02/unbalanced.html' title='Unbalanced.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-4850976926308553013</id><published>2009-02-14T02:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T06:46:57.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine.</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Mama :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I spent my Valentine at somewhere with someone and afterthat I went to Yppae. Grr some ppl didnt even attend la, wtf, waste our time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, dinner with brothers was as usual fun (: Though Yimeng wasnt there HAHA, and it has nothing to do with me btw. Oh Peifen gave me a balloon :D Whee. She waited together with me for my mama, how sweet (: Then I realised many inside stories which I never heard before O: Coolio huh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr's Yppae is going to last forever, esp with Tls coming back O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-4850976926308553013?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/4850976926308553013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/4850976926308553013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/4850976926308553013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentine.html' title='Valentine.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-8005578969223044160</id><published>2009-02-12T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T07:34:59.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>QB in Amk.</title><content type='html'>HOHO SO I WENT TO CUT MY HAIR WITH GWENN TODAY :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel good after cutting, haha no idea why. Maybe because my hair looks nicer and studious compared to Mrs Hew. Lol. Hers is total ahlian, Mine's a total guaikia :D I feel really good, are you jealous Weiping.&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You can now infer that Weiping = Mrs Hew)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND GWENN SHORTENED HER HAIR AND SHE'S GOT BANGS NOW. WHOO, COOL SIA (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir was horrible, with all those fake ppl who said they did say and teach just that choir didnt listen. Hurr what crap is this. And MsLim actually believe her and not ask us. I dont wish to see the day MsLim leaves SnChoir, but judging from our standard now .. Hmm. NEvertheless, We'll buck up and meet her standard! Wonder which idiotic conductor who wants to take us. Please, You want we also dont want. We want MsLim :/ Gosh I really suck at rhythm esp when I need to read those words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT GOLD WITH HONOURS AND NOT A LOW GOLD. &lt;br /&gt;PLEASE, LET'S WORK HARD AND ACHEIVE STH THAT WILL MAKE MSLIM PROUD OF US :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Yppae today, wasn't too bad. These days kept going through SceneEight = Yimeng being the main character. So proud of him :D HAHAHA. And erps, I saw my costume O: It makes me look like moth! HAHA please dont come and watch me :/ I'll die of embarrasment haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mrs Hew, Stop using the Aeroplane joke. I dont want to hear you mentioning him again! Hurr. Yah yah break liao break liao, whole world knows about it le. Hurr. Just stop mentioning him in fornt of me, Roar. Bite you then you know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh better not, later one plane come crashing on me AND THE PILOT IS MR HEW. Hoho, interesting huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's due tmr ROARRR.&lt;br /&gt;But the guaikia isn't handing up all :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geometrical Proofs.&lt;br /&gt;Prove what? Prove the relationship in .. &lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So afterall, I'm still going Yppae on Valentines :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, I didn't get valentines present for my beloveds :/&lt;br /&gt;I'll repay in Birthday or Farewell presents, Promise (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-8005578969223044160?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/8005578969223044160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/02/qb-in-amk.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/8005578969223044160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/8005578969223044160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/02/qb-in-amk.html' title='QB in Amk.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-4447733331275860029</id><published>2009-02-11T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T07:51:56.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Math Makes My Head Big.</title><content type='html'>Eh cool alliteration for first three words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not the point la huh. I realised I've got many things not done, and I'm still slacking away lnb! Listening to Sg Wannabe's songs and enjoying life. Lol. Ran in the rain without umbrella or anything, in the end I got so soaked -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least I'm proud that,&lt;br /&gt;I BRAVED THROUGH THE STORM ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;You see that's how independent I am,&lt;br /&gt;I don't need anyone (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh aiyer don't anyhow think la! On the way home, didn't know what got into me, felt so emo all of a sudden, blasting music into my head, and somemore it's Jj's those abit sad love songs -.- I didn't go home, sat at this place for like half an hour or so before going back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got Yppae tmr till 10pm tmr,&lt;br /&gt;Need to hand up Ss Graded Assignment,&lt;br /&gt;And Essay,&lt;br /&gt;And Study Emath test :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geometrical Proofs makes my head big. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate Formulaes and Theorems flying around in my room without my permission, wth. My bed's calling me again. But I guess I have to finish up Elit before I sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been late for school more than a dinosaur time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me all the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or see me getting detention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, it's not the first time anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-4447733331275860029?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/4447733331275860029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/02/math-makes-my-head-big.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/4447733331275860029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/4447733331275860029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/02/math-makes-my-head-big.html' title='Math Makes My Head Big.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-1326286198666980303</id><published>2009-02-10T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T05:10:40.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Bitch</title><content type='html'>Listen, I dont care if you're going to blacklist me or not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fk off la bitch, so what if your students get distinctions? Yah la since I'm such a disgrace to you, ask me get out of the class la! I'm more than happy to do that okay bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I never put in effort to do right, it's not like I purposely want to hand in late right. Even if I tell you I got tight schedule you also will think I'm making up excuses isn't it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if I have attitude problem? As a teacher you can spread arnd " If she's my daughter I'd slap her and ask her go to hell" ? What kind of teacher are you? Jumping into conclusions when you know nothing. Yah I know my english is lousy, But such is humiliation in class is not necessary please. Hell, even if you're a senior tchr it doesnt give you such rights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please, I cried in front of you is not because I'm hurt by the words you said la, I am just plain pissed off with you. I got so annoyed until I cry. I really hope you read this, cos you're really unreasonable. Bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fk off Mrs Tian,&lt;br /&gt;Such a Bitch and Witch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKYOUVERYMUCH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-1326286198666980303?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/1326286198666980303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-bitch.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/1326286198666980303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/1326286198666980303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-bitch.html' title='What A Bitch'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-1209707517673763241</id><published>2009-02-07T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T02:35:58.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Zoe!</title><content type='html'>Okay yes I'm back from Zoe's belated birthday party! Hmm yesterday was her birthday (: Yup I think I quite enjoyed there bah, since I was so full after eating like so much -.- Regret. But I felt like eating, so I ate it. HAHA. My personality goes by feelings you see :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughed, Joked, Talked with Maria and Tracy. Maria's my second round partner. But she always pangseh me and give me all afterall :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup played Big2 with Sharon, Justin, Maria, Jasmine, Tracy. We took turns to not play a game. Think we all got restless after losing so many games, but the last four games I won straight. Oh we were playing the one card ten cent rule (: And in the end, I won! The most? I think. Won $5.80 from them eh, not bad seh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a lift from Mrs Tan :D&lt;br /&gt;I think I reach home earlier than Weiping and Danica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some People Just Dont Share Secrets With me.&lt;br /&gt;So irritating.&lt;br /&gt;Not going to say anything anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep everything.&lt;br /&gt;Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;Rahhh :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the asshole in 4Truth, bumped into me with dont know what on her hand. Her stuffs scratched me quite deep leh fk. Never apologise. Hell. It was bleeding please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite annoyed by a few people now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-1209707517673763241?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/1209707517673763241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-bday-zoe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/1209707517673763241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/1209707517673763241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-bday-zoe.html' title='Happy Birthday Zoe!'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-7157125854608385547</id><published>2009-02-06T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T08:44:17.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Workshop.</title><content type='html'>HAHA HELLO EVERYONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yppae yesterday was suprisingly okay, but as usual, I was late and reached around 750. But it's okay la, at least I bothered to come, not like the RI KangRen huh. HAHA. Anyway Yimeng was basically doing his work there loh, while me and MingJing repeat our lines over and over again. And I cant stand Yimeng and his lame comments, they're just so Cold. HAHA. Hmm he look not bad in his uniform though (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's the second day of the workshop. Really fun :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a Kinestetic Learner.&lt;br /&gt;I have the need to move around and fidget everywhere. &lt;br /&gt;I can't follow instructions.&lt;br /&gt;I'm often labelled as "inattentive, disruptive".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a Right Brainer.&lt;br /&gt;I'm good in tune and rhythm.&lt;br /&gt;I'm creative.&lt;br /&gt;I prefer colours.&lt;br /&gt;I remember faces more than names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a person with the "D,I" personality.&lt;br /&gt;I'm Domineering, Decisive, Born a Leader, Demanding, Direct, Driver, Determined, Tend to Overstep Authority; &lt;br /&gt;I'm also Implulsive, Go by Feelings, Persuasive, Inducing, Outspoken, Easy-going, Animated, Expressive, Talkative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are more than these, but I can only rmb these few. But I guess they all suit me eh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA I like to Dominate, that's why I have that ambition :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-7157125854608385547?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/7157125854608385547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/02/workshop.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/7157125854608385547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/7157125854608385547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/02/workshop.html' title='Workshop.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-2027762718773322880</id><published>2009-02-04T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T04:21:20.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hint Hint HAHA.</title><content type='html'>HAHAHA I've already started giving hints already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol if you get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Choir was absolutely boring :/ Sectionals whole day, then the Sec1s started their self intro. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurr that ZZZ Sec1 got into choir and MY SECTION.&lt;br /&gt;Eeew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel: huh你没有锁车啊？等一下我的东西被偷你才知道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad:  没有人要偷的啦， 谁要偷你书包。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel: 你又懂？我的钱包在书包里面leh, who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad：My nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel: Diao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: My nose, running. ( just because he's sneezing all day long )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel: Wahlau lame luh stop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Haha lame luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA wth stupid lame joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clit test :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Omg I dont know how to handle this 24 yr old person :/ Help! He wants me out. Gosh, He's so freaky! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only never do homework what, is there such a need to say it like some really big deal -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. okay fine, it seems a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to complete the essays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just ran like the wind :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-2027762718773322880?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/2027762718773322880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/02/hint-hine-haha.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/2027762718773322880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/2027762718773322880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/02/hint-hine-haha.html' title='Hint Hint HAHA.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-85084654707914862</id><published>2009-02-02T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T07:22:33.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Piglet!</title><content type='html'>I think I'm falling in love with,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIGLET &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so gay and cute :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel happy looking at him! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIGLETTTTTTTTTT :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-85084654707914862?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/85084654707914862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/02/piglet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/85084654707914862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/85084654707914862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/02/piglet.html' title='Piglet!'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-2973625004177529489</id><published>2009-02-02T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T03:07:35.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crapped up.</title><content type='html'>Perhaps I should learn &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To take things lightly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or rather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be immune to everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe I wouldn't &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel so fked up like now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget it, I dont really want to talk about what happened today. The joke was just getting too far off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; you! Bastard. You come piss me off again, I swear I'll tear you up like a paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I know why I'm acting like a timebomb, because everywhere has problems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for the day when we shout at each other right in the face just because of your sisters. &lt;br /&gt;By then, I don't think I'll ever recognise you as my father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel like an utter loser in relationships.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-2973625004177529489?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/2973625004177529489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/02/crapped-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/2973625004177529489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/2973625004177529489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/02/crapped-up.html' title='Crapped up.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-5110598825587278889</id><published>2009-01-31T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T10:11:45.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Saturday.</title><content type='html'>I'm not happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is everyone's costume so nice.&lt;br /&gt;This makes me irritated.&lt;br /&gt;Rahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat outside National Lib doing Comprehension. I think one day Mrs Tian will send me to sit beside the rubbishbin. Sian :x And anyway sitting there is really cold. No idea why the wind kept blowing, blow until super shuang -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I roughly finished memorising my script :D&lt;br /&gt;I kind of feel accomplished because it was so last minute O:&lt;br /&gt;But Yppae today was alright bah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was in a room with Yimeng and Mingjing. Went through our lines and I tried learning my song. But it's so boring. Almost monotone. So I gave up. Choir songs are nicer thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Mingjing told me that he doesn't want to act too! He said he had this feeling long time ago. Like me loh, just that I actually bothered to debate with them when I know it's kind of impossible. Hell. Maybe on the performance itself both of us go missing, I wonder what would happen :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner together after practice.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm we talked alot, practically everything.&lt;br /&gt;Including some sensitvie topics (I think)&lt;br /&gt;Beer's smelly.&lt;br /&gt;That weird taste lingers in my mouth :x&lt;br /&gt;Eew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh I'm not a drinker. &lt;br /&gt;Not gambler.&lt;br /&gt;Not clubber.&lt;br /&gt;Not ahbeng.&lt;br /&gt;Not paikia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got to believe me :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's just my scars fooling you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really a guaikia (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I took Mrt with Yimeng.&lt;br /&gt;I started asking about his love life O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone curious?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thick stack of homework not finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due: Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-5110598825587278889?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/5110598825587278889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-saturday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/5110598825587278889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/5110598825587278889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-saturday.html' title='Just A Saturday.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-2921294779822904625</id><published>2009-01-30T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T01:04:57.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>I've Got No Confidence In This Show At All.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not even if you are coming to watch,&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it might help a little :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is no doubt that I am pulling the standard down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scripts not memorised, &lt;br /&gt;Songs not learned,&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics not memorised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I want,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how I'll fare,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Really Don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, this might be my last show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell do you want HAZEL TAN ZI HAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yppae tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thick stack of homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due: Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-2921294779822904625?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/2921294779822904625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/2921294779822904625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/2921294779822904625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-1945705449778424353</id><published>2009-01-24T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T20:33:42.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Love.</title><content type='html'>Friday's service at the Singapore Indoor Stadium was a blast! I really enjoyed the worshipping there :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my first time at New Creation's service, and it's definitely great :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH PEOPLE I WORE A DRESS THERE O:&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU BELIEVE IT O:&lt;br /&gt;I CANT O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway lunched with Joey was HAHAHA. The Pizza Hut in Amk really sucked, in terms of attitude &gt;:( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to wait a million years before you get to sit.&lt;br /&gt;You have to sit there for arnd 15 mins before they clear the dirty table for you.&lt;br /&gt;You have to ask them to clear the cups even though they cleared once. (they don't clear at one go -.-)&lt;br /&gt;You have to ask for the menu.&lt;br /&gt;You get your main course before the drink and soup comes first.&lt;br /&gt;You have to speak chinese to some of them or they would reply,  &lt;br /&gt;" Ni ke yi jiang hua yu ma? " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't bought your CNY clothes yet?&lt;br /&gt;Fear not.&lt;br /&gt;Because God would dress you in a robe of righteousness :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel bad for not going to church for 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Havent seen him for 3 weeks :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is Love,&lt;br /&gt;This is Grace,&lt;br /&gt;Favour smiles to us from above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will give you my hand,&lt;br /&gt;You will cherish it till the end.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-1945705449778424353?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/1945705449778424353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-is-love.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/1945705449778424353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/1945705449778424353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-is-love.html' title='This is Love.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-7230964303552077959</id><published>2009-01-22T23:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T07:53:23.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Really Happy.</title><content type='html'>I'm happy because school was alright even though there are times in the morning which are gloomy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy because CNY deco's up even though I think it looks pretty ugly :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy because I watched SheDiao after school in Chinese Resource Room even though it's just an hour or so :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy because Choir was fun even though MsLim asked me to summer here and there embarassing me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy because I'm on rather okay terms with some Choir sec4s now even though we had some serious battling or sth :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy because I was with Zhibin at the piano looking at him even though I realised later that his songs are so much better than mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly,&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy because I did something great by mending our relationship :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proud of myself :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the end,&lt;br /&gt;the songs that I sing,&lt;br /&gt;turns out to be an insult to me.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for that mls,&lt;br /&gt;I gladly appreciate your effort.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-7230964303552077959?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/7230964303552077959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/really-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/7230964303552077959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/7230964303552077959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/really-happy.html' title='Really Happy.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-4063807438010940348</id><published>2009-01-21T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T07:54:23.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selfish.</title><content type='html'>Uh not like you can give cold shoulders I cannot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA LAME. DONT LA, I STILL WANT WATCH TEN BRO WITH YOU DE LEH. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh &amp; why are there such petty and inconsiderate people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-4063807438010940348?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/4063807438010940348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/selfish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/4063807438010940348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/4063807438010940348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/selfish.html' title='Selfish.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-8135998423535569575</id><published>2009-01-20T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T07:47:29.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Follower.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Hell, why doesn't anyone understands how pekchek I am now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I want to give attitude and black face right, but the heck care attitude really pissed me to the max la. Not enough time and we are the last group liao, of course I want to quickly finish it right. Funny.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost forgot,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She calls the shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or rather, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They call the shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This includes Non Comm members and a SL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do accept my apology, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be a follower from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not comment on anything starting from today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-8135998423535569575?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/8135998423535569575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/follower.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/8135998423535569575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/8135998423535569575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/follower.html' title='Follower.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-2028942386873018537</id><published>2009-01-19T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T05:23:11.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mathematical Monday.</title><content type='html'>AWEESOMEEEE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE AND A HALF HOURS OF MATH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm hardworking enough, I think I can become a mathematician! Then I'll screw all the rules and everything. HAHAHA. Sounds interesting right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I don't want and willnot bear any grudge against you, because now to think of it, small matter nia :D You treat me well, I'll do the same, vice versa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiping's bf pangsehed her, so in the end had Orange Bowl with her, Ribbon, Fish, Bobby, Christine and Zoe. But Zoe left after awhile. The six of us started talking everything. Hee not going to disclose any discussion :DD Private &amp; Confidential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard that tls coming back on Valentine O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder whose going to spend with him, when there's practice. Heck la, I'm just so gonna pon it. HEH HEH. No more good days once he's back, but then again, it's not like I'm having a good time now anyway. Bzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I better start on my homework, or I won't have enough sleep :l Doing homework is PURE TORTURE :x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's choir tmr,&lt;br /&gt;And no Cny deco's up yet O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHIONGGGGG AHHHHHH :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-2028942386873018537?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/2028942386873018537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/mathematical-monday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/2028942386873018537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/2028942386873018537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/mathematical-monday.html' title='Mathematical Monday.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-1897846678627406008</id><published>2009-01-18T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T08:22:28.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Biting Season.</title><content type='html'>I realised I'm someone really extreme lol, I can get really angry and say bad stuffs, and then I feel bad. Well, I'm just like that la. If not, how I get my 'attitude problem kid' name right O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt really fked up in Yppae for certain reasons. Be it Yppae, or the people there itself. Not going to elaborate here in case any of them comes here and sees it, I'll get into another trouble like before. All I can say is that I'm unhappy about everything, including the lack of fairness and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really regret for not being able to stand firm enough when I wanted to reject this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all too late luh huh. Had no idea why I was feeling so annoyed and down, didn't really talk to any of them, I just stayed alone. Loner again. So afterthat went to have dinner with Mama. I just didn't have any appetite, ate half a plate of carrot cake and went off. Got onto the car, opened the windows, blasted music,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OFF THE WAY I GO FOR CAR SPINNING :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot deny that this doesn't help, cos I felt much better after that. Maybe next time my bf should just do that when I'm down or sth. Well, at least my mom allowed me to keep quiet, and she took a longer way home just to let me feel better. I love you Mama &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, then I had like a can of peach to let me eat. So I started eating while watching Ten Brothers, again :D OH OH THEN MY PAPA CAME UP WITH HALF A CRAB. Hee. One part of the shell wasn't cracked enough, so I used my teeth. But the shell's really hard, I was having a hard time lol. Since the shell's so hard, I put my anger on my teeth, and guess what? I manage to crack it with my teeth. Yppae people better watch out huh, irritate me and I'll bite till you bleed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I won't be coming to practice on Valentine.&lt;br /&gt;You can go ahead and guess if you want to, but answer will not be provided :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-1897846678627406008?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/1897846678627406008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/biting-season.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/1897846678627406008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/1897846678627406008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/biting-season.html' title='The Biting Season.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-8057615323341072016</id><published>2009-01-18T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T08:37:15.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'> Sorry. </title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm going to stop spamming about you here because it's of no use, and since it's taken as misunderstanding, fine then. Sorry for hurting you, sorry for being so harsh, sorry for being so rash, sorry for everything. &amp; I dont want to talk about this anymore. Anyway we aren't that close, so whether or not I misuderstood, I guess it doesn't matter. Sorry :l Again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm really sorry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fk you're really getting on my nerves now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; You're welcome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-8057615323341072016?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/8057615323341072016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/regret.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/8057615323341072016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/8057615323341072016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/regret.html' title='&lt;s&gt; Sorry. &lt;/s&gt;'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-5973898514199999509</id><published>2009-01-17T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T06:08:20.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're testing me.</title><content type='html'>I feel rather disgusted,&lt;br /&gt;By the fact that you actually like the same colour as I do O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay whatever, come deal with me if you're unhappy, I'd be more than grateful to thrash everything out with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I messing up with you?&lt;br /&gt;Or is it the other way round? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know if your post is directed to me, but who cares. Insignificant.&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, I think I am responsible, unlike you. Do you feel great now cause you managed to pull the standard up ? HAHAHA. Isn't that what you're supposed to do in the first place ? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you should just, &lt;br /&gt;Watch Out ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, I'm feeling like a gangster again, but then again, since it's to you, why should I even bother ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I think I'm being too harsh on you. My bad :l Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-5973898514199999509?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/5973898514199999509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/youre-testing-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/5973898514199999509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/5973898514199999509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/youre-testing-me.html' title='You&apos;re testing me.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-4451069963362105998</id><published>2009-01-16T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T01:55:31.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing's new.</title><content type='html'>I'm a Taurus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm strong, yet stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I actually flunk all the tests this week except my dear Emath, which only passed by a few marks. Other than that, single digit. Great. Nothing new was happenning in class or school, kinda boring but busy. Homeworks due everyday, tests the next day, staying back for clit, staying back for Cca, they're just some daily routines which I have to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's finally friday, end of week2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so draggy and tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rah, can I bite now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec4 choir comm went to interview those that passed Mslim's test. Rather funny. I guess there are quite a few who are really desperate to get into choir. Lol. Some attitude was like shit, but if they continue such attitude towards me or my section, they're are just so going to get it from me. I'm also another attitude problem kid. Yingtong was my partner there though. She acted friendly, I acted dao. Became really fierce to the sec1s ,telling them it's no joke coming to choir. I think some sec1s were scared of me. Haha. Some act cool in fornt of me -.- Uhh okayyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of choir, I'm sometimes really irritated by certain people in choir. Rah. Not to mention you two are the senior comm member, you're also one of the Top4. Oh please la, stop using 'top4' to press us. Yah yah Top4Top4 la, what's the big deal. You actually ponned choir to go for acjc open house. Top4 still pon choir, Top4 still give fake reasons. Everything also relate to Top4. Mind you, She's only a sec3 btw, have you wondered how the other sec4 comm felt? Yah because she is Top4 'appointed' by Mslim, we are just useless and invisible huh. Let me get this straight, I dare to post means I'm not afraid to let you see. I dont give a damn to whoever who tries to suck up to you by telling you I'm talking aboout you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, it's just another few more months with you, and I'm done with this. I'm not going to give you any face. Even if I stand alone in comm, I'll still fight for myself. Yah I know you'll say it's always me who breaks the comm up, anything la k. Go ahead and tell Mslim I'm starting another war. I'm not afraid. At most strip my post. Or even better, KICK ME OUT OF CHOIR. I'm seriously annoyed with you &amp; I'm not going to give in like how I used to do. If the Top4 is really so strong, show me then. I'll be waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fked up people in choir. &lt;br /&gt;So what if you are smarter and you're a Top4.&lt;br /&gt;Where's your leadership then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fk I'm really pissed. I will not be a faker and smile to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL LIKE BITING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havent memorise my script yet, and there's Yppae tmr. See how he punish me then. I seriously don't give a damn now. Best if you ask me to quit. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT A GANGSTER.&lt;br /&gt;IS THIS SEC3 WHO COMES IRRITATE ME WITH HER HOCKEY STICK.&lt;br /&gt;SO IF YOU SEE ME FIGHTING IN SCHOOL, &lt;br /&gt;DO NOT MISUNDERSTAND IT AS WE ARE BULLYING HER.&lt;br /&gt;BECUASE WE ONLY HAVE 2 PPL, SHE HAS A BITCHY GANG.&lt;br /&gt;YEAH SHE WIN,&lt;br /&gt;COS SHE'S BITCHY ENOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not such a weakling to be pressed by the Top4.&lt;br /&gt;It's not like you have back up and I don't.&lt;br /&gt;And I think I'm more against you, rather than Top4. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're only a coward who doesn't dare to post with English lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't expect you to respect me, perhaps just yourself will do.&lt;br /&gt;We appreciate that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-4451069963362105998?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/4451069963362105998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/nothings-new.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/4451069963362105998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/4451069963362105998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/nothings-new.html' title='Nothing&apos;s new.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-8778772490306970397</id><published>2009-01-13T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T05:02:44.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What The Hell.</title><content type='html'>This will be a wake up post to myself :D I hope it helps ,but I doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself for having such heck care attitude towards studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, so what if you got an a1 for chinese o's? Nothing to be proud of please, how many billions of people got it as well ? Does it mean that all your subjects will subsequently get a1 too ? Wake up. You're a sec4, you should manage your time wisely, not sleep and forget about your test ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? Feeling good knowing that you are failing your Biology test today for sure ? Crap, will you jsut study for your tests and finish up all the homework ? Rah. Your heck care attitude sucks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough of this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rah, I want to bite people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In class, Weiping started mumbling lyrics or something, I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiping: Hey sexy ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel: yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*laughs and ignores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiping: Hey sexy ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel: what !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. Anyway, no mood to be that happy la. Flunk Bio lnb, most probably fail with a five upon thirty or somthing, and this is the first Bio test. What the hell. Clit's starting tmr :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I still here when I've got so much to do still ? :l Silly Weiping, go round spreading _______ as my boyfriend, almost whole class know his full name and info liao la :x You wait, I'll spread yours to the whole school. Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's not my boyfriend la ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-8778772490306970397?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/8778772490306970397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-hell.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/8778772490306970397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/8778772490306970397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-hell.html' title='What The Hell.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-7702628362176476527</id><published>2009-01-11T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T04:12:14.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One in all.</title><content type='html'>Recess bell went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" EVERYBODY STOP MOVING ! STOP MOVING ! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then everyone moved even faster. Dont want to elaborate on this because it is so long. It's just another inside joke anyway :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiping seemed to be really entertained by her own joke, "BEZHI" the squeezing of the toothpaste. She just keeps doing it to me. I really wonder what's her problem. Lamer. And I realised she uses the same toothpaste as me :O Darlie with lime :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught Red Cliff II with Jiayu :D The show's really really really nice :DD I cried many times :s But as usual, Jiayu doesnt know. That's the art of silent crying. HAHA. I just like the actors inside :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA Fair was rather okay I guess. Forced Likshi to sign up for choir. AHAHA. Guess we spent too much energy playing and being hyper everywhere, became lethargic after that :x Yeah, played games and did retarded stuffs in front of everybody! Being together, working towards the same goal, yeah we are bonded :D I think. Are we? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later went with Joey to Fish and Co at Amkhub. Spent a bomb there on a meal with calamari rings. She forced me to eat her fries :x We were so full by then. Next up, we went to this art shop place which you can do your sand art and paintings stuffs. So we made do on this picture. It was just mainly putting paint on top of it. And We totally screwed that picture up! Wasted eight bucks on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" You see their bunny. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little girl came over to our table and say our picture. So mahlu please. Ugly lnb. Pfft. I'm never going to do it again! And Joey keeps laughing. Idk why. We actually spent our whole afternoon day there loh. Pianggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yppae today was as usual. Did the rolling thing over and over again. It makes me feel so wrong. Like I'm the guy puncing on the girls lying tgt in front of me. HAHAHA. Eh no dont anyhow say, I'm not a les ok. Anyway, I've set my mind to bite either Tingjun, Zhibin or Waineng alr. AHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to bite you guys :D Let me, please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got Amath not finished yet,&lt;br /&gt;I've got Biology and Chemistry not started yet,&lt;br /&gt;I've got English Hw not done yet,&lt;br /&gt;I've got English AMD research not done yet,&lt;br /&gt;I've got Chinese yanjianggao not started too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAHH. SO MANY TESTS AND WORK. Dont kajiao me, Or I'll bite you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I will :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, lnb means like nobody's business, it's not any vulgar lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, Chinese O's paper coming out tmr ! :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My day is gloomy and dull &lt;br /&gt;without your presence );&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-7702628362176476527?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/7702628362176476527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-in-all.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/7702628362176476527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/7702628362176476527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-in-all.html' title='One in all.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-8578972347654257872</id><published>2009-01-08T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T05:39:42.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thirteen Hours.</title><content type='html'>HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the night before my bolster was calling me, so was my bed and everyone there. Went to sleep really soon after that. And yes I did survive yesterday with that minute amount of sleep, but then got dead tired after I reached home :x Plonked into my bed lnb immediately after I changed, starting from 430.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then,&lt;br /&gt;I slept all the way to this morning :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 hours to replenish. &lt;br /&gt;I WAS SO ALERT AND ATTENTIVE IN CLASS TODAY. &lt;br /&gt;And black specs do make me look more alert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I PRAISED CHUANPING AND MAVIS :D UNLIKE THE HIPPO BESIDE ME WHO DOESNT AT ALL RECOGNISE MY ENTHUSIASM IN MATH AND MY CORRECT ANSWER -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's so selfish. She should just go to the market. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we were required to cut some laminated cards for Elit. So after cutting I was playing with the sciccors, and I noticed Weiping's hair on her hand again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel: Can I cut your Mao ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiping: Cannot, YiFen. (one cent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel: Oh one cent ah, okok I give you YiFen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiping: Eh no, YiMao. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel: No, you say just now one cent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiping: YiMao YiMao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiping: Teacher! She put her leg into my leg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel: Teacher! She use her leg to kiap my leg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. This is kind of inside joke. She's the one that come and kajiao me in class -.- with her hairy leg. Cant remember what are the next lines lol. And again she pushed me and my chair away, nearer to teacher. Always want me kena, lucky I clever, stood up. Then she push my chair -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir was rather ,Funny. HAHA. And guess what, I'm starting to cherish the practices I'm left now, because soon it'll be handover :l I dont really want that :x I really love my section :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU ALTOTWOS &lt;3 I'll miss you guys when I stepdown :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pfft, I've got things to rush tonight again. Rahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four tests next week :D&lt;br /&gt;Chinese O's coming out :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you sense my saracsm again !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid punishment, copy the whole chinese article -.- Waste my time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't feel you there;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-8578972347654257872?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/8578972347654257872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/thirteen-hours.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/8578972347654257872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/8578972347654257872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/thirteen-hours.html' title='Thirteen Hours.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-3571999766645503670</id><published>2009-01-06T03:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T05:13:05.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Hours.</title><content type='html'>" The one that does the thinking does the learning "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Tian, my new El teacher. She's "fussy and meticulous". &lt;br /&gt;Ohoh, she made us write a 2page essay within one day. And this is only her first day with us. Diao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formulaes flying around in my room, I've got Emath test tmr :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you sense the sarcasm. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I think it's time to sleep. It's like 3.35am and I'm still up for Maths and the Essay. Pathetic. 24 hours a day is just not sufficient :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Am I Going To Survive With Just Three Hours Of Sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-3571999766645503670?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/3571999766645503670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/three-hours.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/3571999766645503670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/3571999766645503670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/three-hours.html' title='Three Hours.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-8399242093485831662</id><published>2009-01-05T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T07:05:49.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The past.</title><content type='html'>I actually forgot I was fasting and I bought the 2 piece chicken meal, So in the end, I gave my chickens to Weiping. EIGHT DOLLARS :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yppae's better nowadays. Maybe because Tls isnt here :D His absence is joy to me :DD Was at Yppae with Zhibin, Mingjing, Yujun and Jinyang. And omg, I only realised today that Yujun's Zhibin's cousin leh! YUJUN IS ZHIBIN'S COUSIN LEH. So cool right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POISONBALL WITH JUST THE FANTASTIC FOUR :D&lt;br /&gt;ZHIBIN, ZIHAN, YUJUN, MINGJING !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I've got random things to upload. Heehee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SWIbIzSyX-I/AAAAAAAAAN0/WIQsIOnaHYk/s1600-h/Photo821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SWIbIzSyX-I/AAAAAAAAAN0/WIQsIOnaHYk/s400/Photo821.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287818750508294114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is like, taken a dinosaur years ago.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to take picture.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I AM SLEEPY. &lt;br /&gt;I hate it whe npeople wakes me up. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Somemore during CNY :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SWIbywxjaDI/AAAAAAAAAN8/VR7ltj1oMfY/s1600-h/Photo823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SWIbywxjaDI/AAAAAAAAAN8/VR7ltj1oMfY/s400/Photo823.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287819471386535986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see how reluctant I am ! :D Cover my cute face :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SWIevJCsXtI/AAAAAAAAAOM/MVvjml1Z1UY/s1600-h/Photo825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SWIevJCsXtI/AAAAAAAAAOM/MVvjml1Z1UY/s400/Photo825.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287822707716284114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada, Presenting to you,&lt;br /&gt;THE NEWEST, COOLEST, INNEST HAIRSTYLE IN TOWN!&lt;br /&gt;MUSHROOM CUT :DD&lt;br /&gt;You see how cute me and my cousins are !&lt;br /&gt;They so pretty :D&lt;br /&gt;Hee I love them &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to Qin makes me so happy! Especially about our crazy times at my house, Eg using matresses to build houses, Ride on our bolsters :D Best childhood ever with them &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-8399242093485831662?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/8399242093485831662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/past.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/8399242093485831662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/8399242093485831662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/past.html' title='The past.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SWIbIzSyX-I/AAAAAAAAAN0/WIQsIOnaHYk/s72-c/Photo821.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-4115570868254873766</id><published>2009-01-04T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T07:46:51.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Temprimental.</title><content type='html'>Suprisingly, I actualy enjoyed Yppae today! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because no acting was needed, and we learned the first song! I'm so happy yknw! It's like, WOW, the song sounds really cool and nice. That's to me luh, I get so excited when I sing that :DD I can't wait for other songs to be out, hopefully they sound as majestic like this too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like singing ,I really do &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about Yppae, I've got practice tmr from seven to ten :l Actually I feel quite bad for not memorising my script up till now, cos it's january alr :x But who cares, who knows I'd get fed up with Yppae again someday :s Maybe just tmr. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emath test on wed and I havent studied. Guess I'm going to act guaikia at Yppae, bring my notes along :D Eh haha not like I'm really studying :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like the song ! :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will you stand by me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-4115570868254873766?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/4115570868254873766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/temprimental.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/4115570868254873766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/4115570868254873766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/temprimental.html' title='Temprimental.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-2585827934157503170</id><published>2009-01-03T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T08:33:03.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck, Buried.</title><content type='html'>How many more pencils can I break ?&lt;br /&gt;How many more papers can I tear ?&lt;br /&gt;How many more practices can I skip ?&lt;br /&gt;How many more obstacles can I face ?&lt;br /&gt;How many more tests can I fail ?&lt;br /&gt;How many more chances can I have ?&lt;br /&gt;How many more ' how many more ' questions do I have ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just how long more can I endure this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should just let a car run over me so I can be hospitalised. Only then you'll let me go, won't you ? Will you still want me to act by then ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop thinking so highly of yourself. STOP IT. You'll never know what I'm thinking and going through, so will you just go away to make me feel better? Talking to you makes me more annoyed and agitated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yppae doesn't seem to be the way it used to be anymore, I no longer find fun and happiness in there. Well, it doesn't matter to anyone, because they are all enjoying each other's accompany. I just have to continue on,&lt;em&gt; I have to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're the important character."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for giving me this,&lt;br /&gt;But I'd rather not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things,&lt;br /&gt;Are better to leave unsaid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll learn to cope with my School, Homework, Tests, Choir practices, Syf, Tuition, Yppae practices and the Performance,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll learn to cope as a sec4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll continue acting strong,&lt;br /&gt;I'll continue puting up a smile,&lt;br /&gt;I'll continue on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the situation calls for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wished you were with me;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-2585827934157503170?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/2585827934157503170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/some-things-are-better-to-leave-unsaid.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/2585827934157503170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/2585827934157503170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/some-things-are-better-to-leave-unsaid.html' title='Stuck, Buried.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-5926463358307837050</id><published>2009-01-02T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T03:21:34.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day.</title><content type='html'>First day as a 4Loyalty student :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels really weird as a sec4 student without anymore seniors around :l But I'll adapt to it :D Can I say that it's a bad start today? Diao, Vp came to talk to our class. Just like what happened in sec2. HAHA. Had the Workshop today and there's one more next Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Walking out of school at Street13, Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiping was blabbering about one thing for a long time when we were walking to the gate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She went on and on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I broke the convo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel: Eh! The floor is cleaner right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiping: Yeah I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Both looking at the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiping: Hey you didn't answer my question!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHHEH, can't be bothered loh :D I think the answer will be the same luh haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hate roaming around AmkHub with Weiping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;br /&gt;Just             &lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;Waste&lt;br /&gt;Of&lt;br /&gt;Time&lt;br /&gt;Because &lt;br /&gt;We&lt;br /&gt;Always&lt;br /&gt;Walk&lt;br /&gt;Around &lt;br /&gt;Aimlessly&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;br /&gt;N&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HURRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit the rash is getting on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt I can make it to Yppae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-5926463358307837050?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/5926463358307837050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/5926463358307837050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/5926463358307837050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-day.html' title='First Day.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-7040006514798352009</id><published>2008-12-31T15:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T02:48:33.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Hundred And Sixty Sixth.</title><content type='html'>Alright, this is going to be a superduper long post, and if you're not interested, you're more than welcome to leave this place :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so I met up with Tingjun, Tingjia, Yimeng, Zhibin, Xueyu and Peifen at Bugis. All of us were wearing dark coloured shirts cept Zhibin (wore white) and Peifen (wore pink). You see how bonded we are :D other than them of course. HAHA. Followed the pink dot out and went to the arcade, yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only Four Dollars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh Peifen and I won the table footy! 4-1 :D We rock. Nah guys, it's not just luck. HEH HEH. Met up with Qianhui at Food Junction. Headed to Xueyu's house for Scrabble, Mahjong and Tv. Left around 5.30 to meet up with my dears (: Though I didn't manage to countdown at Likshi's house but I think it's worth it. Not because I don't like being with them, just that there are some people who I'm pretty annoyed yeah so Countdown Party was with my girlfriends &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took 851 to Khatib to find Brenda and Weiping. On the way, Weiping called, saying that she's being locked outside Brenda's house. Diao. Owner never open the door, let guest lock outside. LOL. Reached Khatib and went to Macs with her and continued calling her. In the end she was sleeping like a log -.- Many things happened in Macs, eg She knocking into the same usual board at the back for a billion times, cracking lame jokes and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUSHING ME AND MY CHAIR AND THE TABLE TO SOME RANDOM PEOPLE'S TABLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piang, she push until very happy. I was sitting cross-legged then she used her long legs to push. I had no chance to fight back :l But well, Hand long, Leg long, Also need to wait Long Long. HAHA inside joke! Accidently scolded Brenda's mom cos I thought it was her :x But she's not angry with me, rather, her daughter. Like pig like that de, sleep lnb. Finally she woke up. Played monopoly to kill time, but Weiping felt that just three of us counting down abit lonely, so we decided to invite Subin and Ziheng along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Brenda on the phone with Ziheng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiping: Aiyah just come la! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This carried on for like 5-7 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel: London Bridge is falling down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Breaks into laughter for another 5 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how we spent our time while waiting. Then Subin and Ziheng came over. Played Big2, Heartattack, Cheat and SnapJack. SnapJack was fun! We have laggers like Subin and Brenda ,therefore the game was fun :D Forfeit was to go to the window and shout out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, (INSERT NAME), WISHES ALL KHATIB CITIZENS, A HAPPY 2009! WELCOME MR LEE HSIEN LOONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's like, WOW, Subin didn't lose! Weiping and Brenda lost :P laggers of all. Yupp so each shout one sentence. Got echoes when they shouted, not bad ah. We played Cheat, but I wasn't really keen on this, but they all want play, then fine loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenda: Play Cheat play Cheat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel: Anah anah play la play la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiping: Hor, Laoda bushuang liao.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Brenda: Cheat Cheat Cheat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiping: Chit chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenda: Chat chit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiping: Haha Chit chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenda: Chit chat, chat chit, chit chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel: Kit Kat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*laughs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's okay if you don't get it. Haha. Went to Multi-Storey Carpark to play Pepsi Cola (I WON ZIHENG) and Sparkles :D Weiping keep saying I behave like gangster. Where got. Carpark only what! HAHA. Even Ziheng calls me Laoda -.- Thanks to Brenda, I've got names like Laoda, Beng, Gambler, Drinker, Monopolier (: thanks. Countdown with them at the Khatib Central :D We shouted, But people around us didn't eh. Oh oh not to forget we drank vodkas and barcadis :DD My face turned red and my hidden scars started to appear. BUT I WAS NEVER DRUNK LOH. 4.8% and 5% alcoholic :D They keep saying I'm drunk. I got so lousy meh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SVzXJm5DHZI/AAAAAAAAANE/WPiaW9RANqk/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SVzXJm5DHZI/AAAAAAAAANE/WPiaW9RANqk/s400/002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286336622684741010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Carpark :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SVzXc3UEF6I/AAAAAAAAANM/8A2tMESI9fo/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SVzXc3UEF6I/AAAAAAAAANM/8A2tMESI9fo/s400/004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286336953510533026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at Ziheng, Drug addict :x Brenda act cute :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SVzX0C6wzkI/AAAAAAAAANU/fosMLnJocjA/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SVzX0C6wzkI/AAAAAAAAANU/fosMLnJocjA/s400/006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286337351762628162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh we didn't pollute the air. The sparkles go off in like 10s. Diao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SVzYZRf90gI/AAAAAAAAANc/lQTtgCMqx5A/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SVzYZRf90gI/AAAAAAAAANc/lQTtgCMqx5A/s400/010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286337991331926530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOT DRUNK. But she is. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SVzY5UUVXnI/AAAAAAAAANk/k7ut3NZXAxI/s1600-h/012(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SVzY5UUVXnI/AAAAAAAAANk/k7ut3NZXAxI/s400/012(1).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286338541844258418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what's that for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SVzZMuy0geI/AAAAAAAAANs/ogBQY6rodns/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SVzZMuy0geI/AAAAAAAAANs/ogBQY6rodns/s400/016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286338875368964578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gamblers unite :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to upload the one which I really looked like AhBeng :l&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Hang around Brenda's house till one plus. And because I missed the last train to Novena, had to cab back to Xueyu's house. Cost $17.80 ): Only Yimeng and Zhibin were left there, and so we played Monoply (again) till 4 plus. I think my Snooze Alarm woke them up. But I left his house at 8 plus and they continued sleeping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to church after that :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 2009 EVERYBODY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPENDING MY LAST DAY OF 2008 AND FIRST DAY OF 2009 TOGETHER IS SO FUNNNN &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-7040006514798352009?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/7040006514798352009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2008/12/three-hundred-and-sixty-sixth.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/7040006514798352009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/7040006514798352009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2008/12/three-hundred-and-sixty-sixth.html' title='Three Hundred And Sixty Sixth.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SVzXJm5DHZI/AAAAAAAAANE/WPiaW9RANqk/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-8807022258802194659</id><published>2008-12-30T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T07:37:11.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out with brothers.</title><content type='html'>Yep, out with Yppae brothers. Fun :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Yida and Jinyong (I feel weird calling him Stan yeah so like that luh huh)at Choa Chu Kang Mrt together with Zhibin. Then we headed to his house. I seriously think he got problem. Really. HAHA. DON'T EVEN KNOW THE WAY TO HIS HOUSE. No one can be as pro as him. -Bows- Anyway his house is not bad luh, at least better than mine :x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh we played scrabble with the cards instead of the board thing, new experience eh. Jinyong's the ultimate loser, Yay. He only got 30+ or 40+ can't remember, Zhibin got third, I got second :D 81 points, lost to Yida by 2 points only :D But I think if I play with Renyue, she'll most probably thrash me like nobody's business. Rofl. Eh she's really good at it okay, no joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We carried on with Daidi (big2), wahlau no joke luh this one. Loser can really play until no money de loh. Yida and his good idea, they have to pay for the number of cards on their hands. One card Ten Cents. Lol Zhibin and Jinyong lose like nobody's business. Heng I only lose to Yida and won quite a few games, if not I really can go bankrupt :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Cck Mrt again to fetch Xueyu and Waineng. And I got my peach milk tea cos loser of scrabble had to treat :D Back to his house, and all six of us play Asshole Daidi. Piang, got too happy when I became the King, then I dropped all the way to Asshole. Diao. Got forced to eat the Duck Tongue brought by Yida from china. Crap, ate it and I totally forgot my fasting :l to make it up, I'm fasting all the way to friday :x Up down up down, my rank kept fluctuating. Decided to change game, Zhibin went to dig Uno. In the end he, Jinyong and Xueyu inside playing the table footy or whatever it's called. Outside me, Yida and Waineng continued with Daidi and one card Tencent rule. Wahlau, three people play got more cards. My aim was just to clear as many cards as possible, no need to win. Scary leh, especially with them when they're good at it. I think our win and loss was arnd the same, but yeah, I won money from Zhibin luh heh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down to blow my bubbles, they play football and frisbee. Then we played Crocodile at the playground. HAHA fun! And we went up to eat dessert, eh he make the jelly himself. Cool. Rambutan with pineapple inside together with jelly and ice, not bad :D We couldn't wait for his mom to get our ice-cream cos it was getting late. Hope his mom didn't scold him or anything, feel bad to pangseh her mom. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took mrt home with Xueyu, piang, the mrts we want to board keeps terminating -.- one of them terminate the next stop after we board. Diao. Afterthat had to squeeze here and there. Bzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg whose that idiot huh. What the hell. You got nothing to do is it -.- Leave her alone luh, unless you're jealous of her? Diao. If you ever let me find out who you are, yeah I'm going to hand you over to dear and let her kill you. Roar. Oh you don't have to think I'm busybody Cos I think as her dear too, I can care about this bullshit. Go away and leave her alone. If you need to, Roll away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKYOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you dear, you'll have my support. Heck the others and cheer up :D I dont know how to comfort you, but yeah, my dp's for you &lt;3 Stay happy (: No more upset!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-8807022258802194659?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/8807022258802194659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2008/12/out-with-brothers.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/8807022258802194659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/8807022258802194659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2008/12/out-with-brothers.html' title='Out with brothers.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-7535672739946763711</id><published>2008-12-29T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T06:31:11.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Date.</title><content type='html'>Supposedly out with Cereal Republic, but ended with Janeal at the arcade. Well, Liwen couldn't make it because she was busy, Jasmine last minute also had her own Cca stuffs to settle. In short, I was on a date with my ex tablemate :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Cereal Date :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topped up my card with thirty bucks just to get the Vip discount, which was just a few cents cheaper, but I still feel quite shuang about it. HAHA. We went to the arcade at AmkJubilee because the games there are so much cheaper compared to the arcades around. Practically half the price (: Worth it. Spent all thrity bucks there, I feel bad about it. Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I win almost all the games that we play. because I'm good :D Waha. And I realised JANEAL CHOO IS BAD IN RHYTHM. Tsk peachoo ah, lousy. Oh we managed to fill the high score chart with our names, pity she didn't post that picture, or I could show you guys :D We really rock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful time with her! :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-7535672739946763711?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/7535672739946763711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2008/12/date.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/7535672739946763711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/7535672739946763711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2008/12/date.html' title='A Date.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-7003218708388306367</id><published>2008-12-26T23:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T07:52:05.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Haha.</title><content type='html'>WEIPING, says:&lt;br /&gt;i got meh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEIPING, says:&lt;br /&gt;never lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decipher says:&lt;br /&gt;NOT MEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEIPING, says:&lt;br /&gt;stop anyhow say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEIPING, says:&lt;br /&gt;aiyo broken english&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decipher says:&lt;br /&gt;fix it back (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decipher says:&lt;br /&gt;i'll give you tools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decipher says:&lt;br /&gt;what you want ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decipher says:&lt;br /&gt;hammer ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decipher says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEIPING, says:&lt;br /&gt;UH YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEIPING, says:&lt;br /&gt;AND SOME NAILS TY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEIPING, says:&lt;br /&gt;:O&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Decipher says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decipher says:&lt;br /&gt;that's funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're at Yppae, most probably you'll get into that lame family too :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-7003218708388306367?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/7003218708388306367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-haha.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/7003218708388306367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/7003218708388306367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-haha.html' title='Oh Haha.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-4626971624442930209</id><published>2008-12-26T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T05:53:56.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures.</title><content type='html'>Just realised I didn't upload any pictures we took that day :D Left early on purpose from yppae to meet up with them :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SVThVoSTXlI/AAAAAAAAAM8/rJDcgAqIZSA/s1600-h/s523804231_1178468_6475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SVThVoSTXlI/AAAAAAAAAM8/rJDcgAqIZSA/s400/s523804231_1178468_6475.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284096024520121938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SVThVlUmuWI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Fu0ZK8HLIps/s1600-h/s523804231_1178469_6731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SVThVlUmuWI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Fu0ZK8HLIps/s400/s523804231_1178469_6731.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284096023724472674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SVThVcTfu9I/AAAAAAAAAMs/NfvoQ7h5Tcw/s1600-h/s523804231_1178467_6215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SVThVcTfu9I/AAAAAAAAAMs/NfvoQ7h5Tcw/s400/s523804231_1178467_6215.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284096021303901138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SVThVAPjbTI/AAAAAAAAAMk/KSujD-9VNZQ/s1600-h/s523804231_1178466_5956.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SVTgZFHohGI/AAAAAAAAAKs/I9aXYEVCsig/s400/s523804231_1178433_8288.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284094984287978594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SVTgZF1toVI/AAAAAAAAAKk/N6zEFSk6l_Y/s1600-h/s523804231_1178434_8485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SVTgZF1toVI/AAAAAAAAAKk/N6zEFSk6l_Y/s400/s523804231_1178434_8485.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284094984481251666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY, together with my dears &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-4626971624442930209?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/4626971624442930209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2008/12/pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/4626971624442930209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/4626971624442930209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2008/12/pictures.html' title='Pictures.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SVThVoSTXlI/AAAAAAAAAM8/rJDcgAqIZSA/s72-c/s523804231_1178468_6475.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-8111050724510409552</id><published>2008-12-25T01:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T22:34:45.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sloppy is my dress code.</title><content type='html'>Nothing wrong about fbts and teeshirt :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay I went out with my dearest les partner Weiping today :D So fun :D We spent one whole night yesterday planning where to go and we came to a conclusion - The Zoo. Thought we could smuggle in without paying the ticks and eat some discounted ben&amp;jerry's, so we met up at amkhub. Piority was her friend Shawn (HAHAHA Weiping I edited it cos you don't want to make known to world but they all know about your bf!) christmas present, so we walked around amkhub searching. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we came by this baby shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiping: Oh maybe I can use this letter (S) and make him a keychain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(picks up this box of letters)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel: Oh maybe I can use this to give christmas presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(takes the box away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few minutes later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel: What do you think the material is ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(points at the letters inside)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiping: This is plastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(points at the package)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel: I mean, the letters inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiping: No, this is plastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel: The letters inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiping: No, this is plastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel: Wahlau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diao. The letters are inside the package. Weiping's lame. She likes to force people to eat her sweets and uses my bread to beat me -.- When will she grow up. After that we went to Tampines Ikea to continue shopping for his present. Saw this baby softtoy hippo which resembled her, so I decided to buy it as her Christmas present :D It's really pink and cute. Then I put that hippo into this big champange glass cup and she thought she could get him a cup with a shuttlecock inside. So settled already. Then we walked past this place with all kinds of face and bath towels. She wants to suprise him by using the face towel to cover up the shuttlecock that is in the cup. Therefore, we took the hippo as an example. Have a look at the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SVPD7-tTOOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/9Dfk1U4mjco/s1600-h/P25-12-08_15.55.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SVPD7-tTOOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/9Dfk1U4mjco/s200/P25-12-08_15.55.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283782223048423650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you see it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SVPEmmz1ZnI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5n4_N3iLKEE/s1600-h/P25-12-08_15.54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SVPEmmz1ZnI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5n4_N3iLKEE/s200/P25-12-08_15.54.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283782955367753330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiping: Should I write on the towel ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel: I want blow bubble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiping: Should I write on the towel ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel: I want blow bubble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiping: Should I write on the towel ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel: I want blow bubble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiping: Should I write on the towel ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel: Fine, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lame conversation while walking to the cashier. We took shuttlebus back to Tampines Mall and had Bk for dinner. Tm is bursting with people, like Orchard Road. Then we went to Toy r Us for bubbles. 6 in a pack = $7.95 :D Bought it and headed to a random park in Tampines, Sunplaza Park. Blew bubbles for around an hour, sit on the swing and stone for more than 2 hours, diao, our way to celebrate Christmas. Made new friends, but 2 girls ran away, left with 1 guy talking to us, then out of a sudden,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell off the swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. He got a shock -.- Then I was thinking, very shocking meh, never see people fall down before is it. Weiping also there laughing, she also never see people fall down before, that's why they became good friends. Lol. Awhile later he went back to his bbq pit, another 3 guys came over to the swing. Wind blew and I sneezed loudly like what I always do in choir, then 1 of them said, halleluiah -.-&lt;br /&gt;Diao. How annoying. Bored lnb, called Brenda XimenSimon to chat awhile, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiping: Joy to the world ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(starts singing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel: What the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(stares)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn lame. We were just 2 lonely girls at the park blowing bubbles. Ants came to bite me -.- Weiping's niece came at around 10 plus, walked 1 round in Tm and then we went home :D No zoo, but fun time in Tampines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantabulous Day :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Is you &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-8111050724510409552?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/8111050724510409552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2008/12/sloppy-is-my-dress-code.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/8111050724510409552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/8111050724510409552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2008/12/sloppy-is-my-dress-code.html' title='Sloppy is my dress code.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_1UAuf-9S3FI/SVPD7-tTOOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/9Dfk1U4mjco/s72-c/P25-12-08_15.55.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-6718421509792916876</id><published>2008-12-24T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T07:43:46.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raining Eve.</title><content type='html'>Coloured and tore 1 piece of paper;&lt;br /&gt;Broke 2 pencils;&lt;br /&gt;Beat Zhibin many times,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I felt much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pissed off right from the start when tls was talking lots of crap, acted as though he was a philosopher or something which greatly annoyed me to the max. Sigh, looks like I'm not going to have a good time till this whole thing is over. Oh wells. I'm really irritated by Yppae. Rah rather not talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tj's brothers and sisters came over to sing Christmas Carols and they were really good! They look so classy with just their colour codes :D I love them &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm good at multi tasking :D Talking to Weiping, Yingtong, Tingjun, Zhibin and Genglaoshi together at the same time, as well as blogging and eating my mango pudding :D I rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still want to play mahjong :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-6718421509792916876?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/6718421509792916876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2008/12/raining-eve.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/6718421509792916876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/6718421509792916876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2008/12/raining-eve.html' title='Raining Eve.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599550183474828487.post-6769229632695910905</id><published>2008-12-23T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T07:28:47.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break Away.</title><content type='html'>Finally,&lt;br /&gt;A break away from Yppae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed my day today :D It's so far the best day compared to all days at Yppae. Yppae makes me annoyed and frustrated. Sorry if you're one of them. Dislike me if you want (: Went to Joey's house again but was of course better experience this time, compared to the last time I went because of the sec4 farewell presents. HAHA. As usual, missed one bus-stop. It's either I alight one stop earlier, or I alight one stop after. How irritating XD Then Jiayi came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played Mahjong! With Jiayi's mini tiles, but then got no kick, so we went to borrow form Joey's neighbour. Haha. The last time I played was most probably dinosaur years ago. And yeah, we played with real money okay! Ended up changing coins with Joey's sister. Lol. Nemo the Banker. HAHAHAHA. Her sister's real funny at times. But I think Joey is funnier. She gets irritated by her sister easily. Tsk no patience one. She keep rolling her eyes. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started: $2.50&lt;br /&gt;Ended: $3.00&lt;br /&gt;Change: +$0.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. At least got win some luh. All our games ten cent twenty cent. So funny. I was supposed to have more winnings, but at the later part of the game Joey started winnning :l I still think I win more :D Played all the way from 1130 to 4 plus. Then we left for arcade. Joey was being nice, she treat me to many Many MANY games :DD&lt;br /&gt;Tada, I finished spending my day! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like being with them, at least better than spending in Yppae. Talking about Yppae, tomorrow's christmas eve still got practive form 930 to 6. Who can survive happily like that, you tell me. I really dread going. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone save me? :l&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-6769229632695910905?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/6769229632695910905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2008/12/break-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/6769229632695910905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/6769229632695910905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2008/12/break-away.html' title='Break Away.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-7797428260022889225</id><published>2008-12-22T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T07:15:29.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi I'm a Loner.</title><content type='html'>I am tired. I wonder how long I can take all these crap. It is getting on my nerves and I'd get pissed off after every practice. Like, what the hell. Ah whatever luh k, everyone in Yppae is pissing me off. BZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, both of them are together, I'm obviously the extra person. And I can't be with them since our scenes are always different while they are acting around the same thing. He's got his own acting group, I don't want to join either. So what if we're close friends? He gets to enjoy even when they're acting, but I don't. I'm stuck with the people I'm not at all close with. He, main character, has his own friends too. Who am i then? Loner. Or I would just go to the younger girls. But most of the time i sit alone. Ah, whatever. You guys don't even understand what I'm thinking, but yeah can't blame luh. I'm the loner what. It's my own problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Zack, what I told you isn't all fake, it's true that unless the show is over, I'll never get a chance to rest. I will not give up on my weekday nights. If I have test the next day, I will not appear for practice. Dont blame me. I am just fighting for my rights. Just because I'm the only sec4 student that's taking o's doesnt mean you can take my studies as rubbish. There are also a's students, but why is it my role that important. I'd rather not have it. Seriously. This kind of hectic life sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How funny. I don't even have a close friend in Yppae.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-7797428260022889225?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/7797428260022889225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2008/12/dead-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/7797428260022889225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/7797428260022889225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2008/12/dead-tired.html' title='Hi I&apos;m a Loner.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-8784151212800916968</id><published>2008-12-21T01:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T06:49:13.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go ahead, Call me a Quitter.</title><content type='html'>Yppae is practically taking up all my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when I'm not given a choice and I have to do exactly what you asked me. Please, I'm not a puppet who you can play or command with. Why don't you just respect me and let me quit. It's so tiring to play your game, I want to get out of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dislike the attitude you give me.&lt;br /&gt;I dislike the way you treat me.&lt;br /&gt;I dislike the words you gave me.&lt;br /&gt;I dislike the tone of your voice.&lt;br /&gt;I dislike everything about you,&lt;br /&gt;yes you, Everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah go ahead, call me a quitter or whatever, I seriously don't give a damn. If I need to leave Yppae for good, I can reassure you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll do it,&lt;br /&gt;without hesitation,&lt;br /&gt;without regrets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-8784151212800916968?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/8784151212800916968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2008/12/go-ahead-call-me-quitter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/8784151212800916968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/8784151212800916968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2008/12/go-ahead-call-me-quitter.html' title='Go ahead, Call me a Quitter.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-5180570435339747223</id><published>2008-12-15T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T06:30:17.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choir.</title><content type='html'>Went to school to help out with some CCA stuffs, together with my sexy and nazal voice(: Finished the posters and soveneirs even with just a small comm. Don't understand why is the comm so big yet only this pathetic number of people came. Lol. Who cares, we're just doing out part. And apparently Joey can't colour, tsk. Oh the clips are pretty nice i suppose, since it's just that few of us doing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ponning tuition isn't always that fun,&lt;br /&gt;especially at times when you dont know your further trigometry :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;Can't blame me for the passion i have for choir.&lt;br /&gt;BZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;Did i say that! oops :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-5180570435339747223?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/5180570435339747223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2008/12/choir.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/5180570435339747223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/5180570435339747223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2008/12/choir.html' title='Choir.'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-6599550183474828487.post-8659083558567457860</id><published>2008-12-13T00:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T06:14:43.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back !</title><content type='html'>And yes world, I'm back from my bratislava trip :D Not going to post about it because there are too many twists and turns, so i shan't elaborate on any. But it is however fun especially when the people around me are so entertaining and retarded. Talking about you, Yingtong! Waha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Jinyang's preformance, and realised there's this pretty girl :D From Singapore Youth Chinese Orchestra. Abit random, but she is really pretty! Even Tingjun thinks the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-O-S-E-R &lt;br /&gt;LOSER, THAT'S WHAT YOU ARE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599550183474828487-8659083558567457860?l=grrr-eeen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/feeds/8659083558567457860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/8659083558567457860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599550183474828487/posts/default/8659083558567457860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grrr-eeen.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello.html' title='Back !'/><author><name>HAZEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08306201462587415317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
