<?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-16724664</id><updated>2012-01-31T16:35:54.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sau :D</title><subtitle type='html'>This is a cool blog... turn on your speakers....I LOVE MY BLOG!!!!!!!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>518</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16724664.post-4520141020448381905</id><published>2012-01-31T16:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T16:35:55.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG I need to rant. WHY WHY WHY WHY GAHHHH I'm so annoyed this is so ridiculous it's like you actually have a clock or something GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR you neon orange sign GAH OMG BIG BOSS IS OUT HELP BYE BYE BYE BYE BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-4520141020448381905?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/4520141020448381905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=4520141020448381905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/4520141020448381905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/4520141020448381905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2012/01/omg-i-need-to-rant.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-2483318641781415622</id><published>2011-11-09T17:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T18:00:04.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well helloooo there. It's been 3 papers into the A levels and I'm fighting to stay awake right now :s&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, I've been fighting to stay awake since after KI. -.- Guess my energy just drained off during KI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chem paper was quite hard, KI paper sucked, and bio paper was quite good...Hmm haha but unfortunately the worst is yet to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ridiculous bio paper had this question which asked which organ a mutation had occurred in... The answer is Queen Victoria's ovaries. Lol what the...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-2483318641781415622?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/2483318641781415622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=2483318641781415622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/2483318641781415622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/2483318641781415622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2011/11/well-helloooo-there.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-1886935029677616353</id><published>2011-11-04T13:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T14:18:59.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, I had a KI consult.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I found out that I have been practising outdated KI questions, even though I got them from the KI package.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What the rubbish?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what happened was that today, when I showed Mr Sun my essay plan, he told me that the question didn't make sense -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then when I showed him another question, he said that it wasn't related to KI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG this is epic fail. Lol. Now I don't feel like doing work because I drank coffee, which makes me feel very..... i don't know how to describe this - carefree? Fidgety? Well stuff like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm sitting in the school canteen now. Can't believe it's only 2pm! It feels like it's 4, seriously. Maybe it's because I've been waking up earlier and earlier each day now. Today I woke at 7:15 :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess it's good... sigh. I shall wake up at 7 tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holy crap, A levels are in 4 days! And KI P1 is freaking near! AND MATH! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:( :( :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the bright side, Tri is being really supportive and sweet :p my life would suck really badly right now if not for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I'm relieving some of the tension that I'm feeling right now by blogging. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lately I've been having trouble sleeping at night. I keep thinking about stuff! Then I laugh/cringe at myself. Y'know that feeling when you look back on your life and you remember funny/embarrassing/weird/interesting stuff that's happened? Haha I remember when I was in Beijing for the Youth Science Creation Competition, the 4 of us were taking a walk at night. I had a vague suspicion that Tam and Long were gonna do some hocus pocus rubbish, because the previous night they had been hinting about Tri. Haha. And so they that night during the walk they purposely let Tri and I walk in front, and then they disappeared. Omg -.- I was like....err awkwarddd!!! But Tri said to just keep going and don't care about them. So we continued with our exploration of the hotel grounds. Haha. On hindsight, that was probably a catalyst..."How it all started"... :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THEN, after Tri and I finally got back to the hotel and said bye for the night, I went back to my room and got on the phone with the two other goons (although now they're probably classified as angels haha) and told them very sweetly that I'd kill them tomorrow haha. They wouldn't accept that promise and told me to go over to their room. Which I did. And attempted to strangle them the moment I stepped inside the room. And flipped them off - first time I've done that in my LIFE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha okay then after that we got down to serious talk/discussion about Tri. Hahahahahaha. It was very funny and I still remember it now. Tam was &lt;i&gt;trying&lt;/i&gt; to tease me the same way Mill and I teased him the other time about ________, but it failed because, duh, if it originated from me, I would know the correct answer right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we devised plans to see if Tri really liked me. Hahaha. Tri passed every single one of them btw. HAHAHA. Long was very amused.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially on the great wall of China..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q4mcwfLwrq0/TrODhg0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAv8/Ph04IUNkrmY/s400/226842_2040802341054_1274169221_2468300_3792791_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671020967559115282" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh. Good times :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-1886935029677616353?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/1886935029677616353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=1886935029677616353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/1886935029677616353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/1886935029677616353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2011/11/today-i-had-ki-consult.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q4mcwfLwrq0/TrODhg0nMhI/AAAAAAAAAv8/Ph04IUNkrmY/s72-c/226842_2040802341054_1274169221_2468300_3792791_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16724664.post-3414139514197474528</id><published>2011-11-01T10:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T10:27:47.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay so I really need to mention this - yesterday Tri did the sweetest thing! We were at the canteen in the evening because I was working to finish my math paper and he was editing his US essay. Suddenly he told me that he needed to go see a teacher and it'd take about 20min. I didn't think much about it since I assumed it was something to do with his essay.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, he came back 20min later - with 2 cups of frolick yoghurt! I was extremely puzzled because, like I said earlier, he told me he had gone to see a teacher. So at first he told me that a teacher had passed them to him. I almost believed him, until he said that he was just trying to think of a story to cover up. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, turns out he had gone all the way to holland v just to get the yoghurt. And he had rushed back so it wouldn't have completely melted by the time he got back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THAT IS JUST SO SWEET!!! (Tri, not the yoghurt)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-3414139514197474528?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/3414139514197474528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=3414139514197474528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/3414139514197474528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/3414139514197474528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2011/11/okay-so-i-really-need-to-mention-this.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-7305188226317225594</id><published>2011-10-28T12:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T12:59:36.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aaaarrghhh. Freaking bloody cramps. Giving me a great time trying to study eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether I should stop studying and do something else, or stick it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By something else, I mean reading some story book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad thing about working in this AC's library is that the tables are right next to the bookshelves, and there's a whole section of classics that I would like to read. Like A Little Princess, etc. I like these stories haha. Yesterday I gave in and read the abovementioned book. The question now is, to resist, or not to resist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I shall go to the toilet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-7305188226317225594?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/7305188226317225594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=7305188226317225594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/7305188226317225594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/7305188226317225594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2011/10/aaaarrghhh.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-3329794856205454070</id><published>2011-10-20T09:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T09:46:44.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I walked home in the rain yesterday from the mrt. Wanted to get umbrellas for my mum and brother who were also at the mrt. As it was pouring, I got completely drenched. Well, after everyone was safely home, I was so tired that I took a nap before showering hahaha. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine my complete surprise when I found that my hair is now super smooth. I don't know how the rain did it, but it seems to have hair-conditioning properties. Geez. The rain?! We should all just shower in the rain then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-3329794856205454070?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/3329794856205454070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=3329794856205454070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/3329794856205454070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/3329794856205454070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-walked-home-in-rain-yesterday-from.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-6908790887414789554</id><published>2011-10-17T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T09:47:34.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I should write about my end-of-school-term escapades before I forget all about them...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it's THE time of my school life again. The time when your term in a school is drawing to a close. What would YOU do?? Well here's what I felt the overwhelming urge to do: break the rules! :D :D :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, easy chicken stuff like climbing the school gate was already done twice last year. We're talking uncommon stuff here. Like cutting school frequently. We found out too late that since our form teacher is never ever with our class since he's a discipline teacher and needs to be outside the hall doing duty, we can skip school almost any time we want because he won't be there to ask us for mc/parent's letter! Oh well. Better late than never anyway, so I started staying at home weekly. I wasn't playing though. I wanted to study and stuff. Finish my IS. US applications. Etc. There were days where I'd come to school late - I just wanted to attend a certain lesson, for example. The simplest way to get into the school compound without the guard booking you is climbing the back gate. But since I carry quite a huge school bag and wear a skirt, that option was not really viable. So I decided to take a taxi and get the driver to drive in. It worked both times I tried, thank goodness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kinda realize that cutting school frequently may not be uncommon for some people... Well up till recently it was for me, and most of my friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well another way to come to school late without being caught is by pretending to be a J1 during the J1 promo exam period. Cuz J1s are allowed to come and leave school any time since they have exams on. So that's exactly what I did - I passed off as a J1. It wasn't easy though. Thankfully, I was very paranoid about being caught, so I used my whole trip to school on the bus to brainstorm for ways to pass off as a J1. I decided to remove my leader badge and change my timetable. The most amazing thing was, my laziness actually had a part to play in this! Because I was too lazy to clear my file, so my J1 timetables were still in my file! All I had to do was switch my timetable to the J1 timetable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guard: J1 or J2??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: J1!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guard: K let me see your card.... eh you sure J1? Born in '93?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Uhm yeah I'm a scholar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guard: Nah go write your name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: No no really look at my timetable! See! J1!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guard: Hmmm... okay fine. Go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I GOT PAST! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol then the night before the 2nd last chapel, Avanti and I had a discussion at 1am to decide how to skip chapel the next day since it was kinda useless and we wanted to sleep. So initially we planned to sit at the 2nd level balcony where MRC usually sits, so that we can escape when chapel begins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I kinda screwed up the plan by arriving late. I couldn't get up to the balcony cuz the discipline teachers had already closed the hall doors. So I decided to walk out with the J1s later. I left my bag with one of the J1 classes at the side of the hall and sat with my class. Then when they asked the J1s to leave for their promo paper, I walked out with them:p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tell you, it was so nerve wrecking at first! I was worried I'd be caught! Miss So actually saw me and stared. I hurried away - and got stuck in a human jam. -.- oh well but she didn't stop me. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I met Avanti outside and we both went to the CPA to hide. Heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-6908790887414789554?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/6908790887414789554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=6908790887414789554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/6908790887414789554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/6908790887414789554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-think-i-should-write-about-my-end-of.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-6573189621544491689</id><published>2011-10-16T14:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T14:47:28.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last year during CCAAB we were required to write a letter to ourselves. The type where you write your own name and address on the envelope, and the letter is sent to you months later, depending on when you're supposed to get it (as specified by the organisers of this activity). Nothing out of the ordinary there - leadership programs do these kinda things regularly. I had to do one for PBB as well. The difference here is that my PBB letter didn't make me feel so....depressed. I just got my letter on Thursday. Let's see what I wrote, shall we?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh Sau!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully you haven't become a total wreck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And hopefully you made it to the top scorers list at least once?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh gosh, I hope the biomed symposium/quiz went well! So, what are your next plans? Has biomed club grown?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay so anyway, Sau, I expect you to really have grown in God and gotten closer to Him! Remember that to help others, you need to be able to help yourself first! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I hope you haven't forgotten your experiences in CCAAB!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh dang, are you still tucking in your school blouse? Or are you back to drawstring hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you have become better at communication! And conflict management!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lost any weight??? Seniors Night coming up!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And how are you in SMC? I hope you have done me proud teehee. I quit hockey so that you could have more time to shine in SMC/Biomed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you haven't already done so, CHIONG FOR KI!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember, straight "A"s for A LEVELS!!! :D You should never be satisfied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sau&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I should explain why this letter makes me feel so sad... Well I'll show you by responding to this letter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Sau,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I totally reverted to using drawstring again. Tucking in is such a pain! Although I must say, the DM caught me once. Whats worse is that I was wearing my BMC pres badge! Yikes. But oh well. Didn't get booked or anything (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't become a TOTAL wreck, although I suspect that life really is trying hard to bring me there. You'll see why by the end of this letter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nope, I didn't get on the top scorers list. My closest chance was during Prelims, but I screwed it up thanks to my math paper. I got D. Really shocking, because I was expecting at least a B or C. Sigh. If I had gotten a C, my grades would have been A A C C and I would have made it. But nope, not a chance. I know, it just sucks when more than 75% of your class gets on that list, and your other friends also get on that list, but you can't. Makes you wonder how I made it into SC1 in the first place huh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, the biomed symposium/quiz went well! It screwed me up quite a bit though. People kept shortchanging me of CIP hours, and the teachers were completely elitist and out of it. So I ended up getting less credit than deserved. But I guess that's just the way things are in SMC, because the same thing happens all the time. It happened later that year again with Summer Camp. But anyway, the outcome is good, but the process leaves much to be desired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Biomed club shrank, actually. Very few J1s joined this year. The teachers were also very strict about who in my year got membership. The funny thing is, they only mentioned the specific criteria at the end of the year. So I only found out then that I had been mistaken. So naturally I had been focusing on the wrong things for my club members. What to do? I tried asking other teachers for help ,but all they did was just offer a few words of condolences, plus vague promises to try to help. Nothing happened in the end. This other friend of mine was so happy that the teachers didn't help, because he thought I was just stirring up trouble. Well maybe I was. But at that time, I was just so, so angry. Unreasonable teachers. Sigh. The matter hasn't actually been laid to rest, but I dropped it because prelims were nearing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not a Christian anymore, Sau. I'm sorry, but I'm not convinced anymore that a god exists. I'm agnostic now. Waiting to see what happens and which way I will tip. This world is an extremely complex place. In America, the courts operate on a jury system. For the jury to acquit a suspect, the lawyer has to give the jury reasonable doubt to the suspect's guilt. Reasonable doubt. Maybe not necessarily concrete evidence, just doubt. Enough doubt to make the jury not certain that the suspect is guilty. Well, same here. I've encountered arguments which give me doubt enough to stop believing. Honestly, for the longest time this year and maybe last, I've been trying my best to believe, maybe even seeing things that weren't there. Yes, I was suffering from confirmation bias - getting so involved that I start to see the results I want to see, instead of the truth. Now... I guess my eyes have been opened to a world of possibilities. I used to live a sheltered life. I'm walking out of that shelter now. I don't know what I'll find, and maybe someday I'll believe again. But not right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not going for seniors night. The primary reason is that I'll be in France during that time :) other reasons are that Tri isn't going, and that I won't even have time to prepare for it (buying a dress, etc.). Oh yeah, I have a boyfriend now! It's Tri - the guy from SMC. Y'know, one of the first few SMC members you knew the name of? One was Agrim, the other was Tri, and the last one was Long. Yep it's the guy who was leading the SMC meeting last year after promos. Haha I know, I've suddenly taken an interest in nerds. They're way more interesting than jocks, tbh. Smarter, and sometimes just as good looking. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well... this is like, the elevator pitch of my current situation. And that's all I have time for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-6573189621544491689?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/6573189621544491689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=6573189621544491689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/6573189621544491689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/6573189621544491689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2011/10/last-year-during-ccaab-we-were-required.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-6429927492063646812</id><published>2011-10-11T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T00:02:37.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been having terrible mood swings lately. They're dragging me down in the dumps. Sigh.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I use the word "sigh" so much that it now sounds completely cliche. But it just describes the situation so very well:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My hair is becoming frizzier and frizzier... sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't feel like studying... sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss my friends... sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm hungry... sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well. What do I do to get out of this funk?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so lonely right now :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-6429927492063646812?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/6429927492063646812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=6429927492063646812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/6429927492063646812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/6429927492063646812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2011/10/ive-been-having-terrible-mood-swings.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-2843772544064853334</id><published>2011-10-09T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T21:04:41.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>K i guess I'm feeling a bit emo today. Why~&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess I'm feeling very lonely. Coming to the gradual realisation that my friends just aren't like me. They rarely use facebook and as a result I end up talking to either very few people on facebook, or people I barely know. Gosh I totally sound like a loser. Fail. When I get to US I'm going to make sure I make friends with people with similar interests as me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No wait, that's bad too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tend to gravitate to people who are very different from me. The quirky ones that others might find a little odd. For some reason that amuses me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I'm the weird one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to the US 7th Fleet band concert just now at botanic gardens! It was really good! (: Better than the classical music stuff that I'm usually greeted by. This was more of a modern band. They sang Michael Jackson songs, etc. Pretty cool stuff! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I just wish... sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really wonder what it'd be like to climb out of my body and step into someone else's. Come to think of it, I'd want to confirm a lot of hypotheses I've formulated about human behaviour. I'm betting my money on my hypotheses being correct. Although I wish they weren't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fmylife.com has some of the funniest posts ever! Kinda makes you grateful that the people around you aren't as horrible as those described on the website. It's highly addictive reading it. My record is reaching the 120+th page. -.- crazy rampage much??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-2843772544064853334?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/2843772544064853334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=2843772544064853334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/2843772544064853334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/2843772544064853334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2011/10/k-i-guess-im-feeling-bit-emo-today.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-1121799548173423045</id><published>2011-10-06T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T00:23:05.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes when you get hurt...what do you do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-1121799548173423045?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/1121799548173423045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=1121799548173423045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/1121799548173423045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/1121799548173423045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2011/10/sometimes-when-you-get-hurt.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-6499988658094102559</id><published>2011-10-04T18:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T19:14:59.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let's face it, the crap won't stop coming. No matter how much you bat away, there will always be others flying at you. The best part is, they're all coming from different directions. You hit one away, pat yourself on the head and then get knocked out by one flying at you from behind.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What are you supposed to do? Well installing shields for a start. But that'd require you to get hit while your hands are too busy building the shield to defend yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Find the source of the crap and shut it down. Well this seems like a great idea...until you realise that it's not &lt;i&gt;A&lt;/i&gt; source of crap, it's &lt;i&gt;SOURCES&lt;/i&gt; of crap. OMG. So you start shutting them down one by one. But the more you shut down, the more spring up. It's like you're fighting the hydra!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh. What to do. No, jumping into that hole isn't gonna help shield you, because that hole is filled with things that are even worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Climb that mountain Sau... there's a button on top that says "push to temporarily stop crap".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well yes but temporary is better than nothing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....okay maybe running up was a bad idea. Still, please pick yourself up from the ground and try again, slowly this time. DON'T PUNCH THE MOUNTAIN...why one earth would you do that?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well in the small chance that you succeed in bringing down the whole mountain, don't you think the button up there might be destroyed too? Geez, where's your common sense...oh fine I guess it does suck to be constantly hit by crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll have to leave you for now, Sau. Don't worry, I'll be back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't whine, just save your energy for the climb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-6499988658094102559?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/6499988658094102559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=6499988658094102559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/6499988658094102559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/6499988658094102559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2011/10/lets-face-it-crap-wont-stop-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-311922644098908997</id><published>2011-10-04T10:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T11:43:42.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm becoming non-functional here. It's like I'm erepsin trying to break down polypeptides in the stomach. O_O&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got A levels to worry about. On top of that, I have US university applicationS to worry about. Best part is, the UC applications are separate from commonapp -.-|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good job Sau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember earlier this year during the first can collection of ACtravaganza, we collected a huge number of cans. And on that same day, it was the SBC rehearsal. So Long and I had to leave the booth in the hands of some random guy. I also remember that Long made Bryan go and buy insect repellant to spray on the cans -.- And I remember I had to go and buy masking tape. And I still haven't been repaid. I remember that the SMC juniors came to help out at the can collection booth...and they did exactly what we asked them to do -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of all.. I remember taking a strip of masking tape, writing "I dare you to touch" on it, and pasting it on my butt. HAHAHA. It was especially funny when Amanda pointed it out to Theodore when I was bending over to do something with the cans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So...here are a few reactions to that piece of masking tape&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ant: Nice skirt Sau!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tri: Hey I want to touch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anzari: *touch*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TBH, I didn't actually feel him touching me. So. It remains to be verified. But the best reaction goes to our dear DM, KSL...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DM: WHY DO YOU WANT TO TOUCH?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He saw me in the life lobby when I was helping some members push a box of cans into the lift. Hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-311922644098908997?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/311922644098908997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=311922644098908997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/311922644098908997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/311922644098908997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-becoming-non-functional-here.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-811513391248908137</id><published>2011-10-02T16:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T16:28:48.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ugh. I really don't know whether to apply for Stanford EA or not. And everyone is giving me EXTREMELY different opinions. How am I supposed to know which one to follow?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the other hand... glee's new season start was a bit lacklustre. Hope it picks up though. Lol. Seriously, purple pianos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm extremely frustrated now. Really don't know what to do with my uni applications. The ton of things I have to constantly worry about just stops me from fully making use of my life right now. I guess I should be planning what to study for the next few weeks, but I don't even know how to do that because I don't know if I should factor in my uni app stuff, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the bright side, Oct SAT and IS are OVER. That's really really really great. This week was just hellish, with an interview on monday, IS due on wednesday, and SAT on saturday. I might have spontaneously combusted. Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On an even brighter side, I went out with Tri last night:) we went to plaza sing for dinner and vivo after. I realise I totally prefer night dates to, say, afternoon or morning dates. Haha. I'm more active at night since I'm a nocturnal creature. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time's running out. Maybe I should do a schedule for each possible scenario. Like, if I get my scholarship, if I do well in some self-imposed tests, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My life sure is complicated. See y'all around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-811513391248908137?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/811513391248908137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=811513391248908137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/811513391248908137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/811513391248908137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2011/10/ugh.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-3575906229508327427</id><published>2011-09-30T13:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T13:12:39.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOL during bio today Mdm Tham was kinda funny.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mdm Tham: Abi (Chew), what are you doing??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abi: Huh? Oh I'm getting tissue from Keith!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mdm Tham: You mean he carries tissue for you?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday during assembly they gave out awards for outstanding CIP leaders. Long and Tri smartly put headshots of themselves on the screen for the whole school to see. Observe the following convo:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Eh Long you looked damn toot just now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Long: Wat is toot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh. Nothing to say....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-3575906229508327427?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/3575906229508327427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=3575906229508327427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/3575906229508327427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/3575906229508327427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2011/09/lol-during-bio-today-mdm-tham-was-kinda.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-2122780903444863791</id><published>2011-09-29T19:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T19:46:05.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IS is finally OVER.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Relief is so great that I feel like screaming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And at the end of this sat, SAT will be over. Haven't studied much though. Sigh :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-2122780903444863791?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/2122780903444863791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=2122780903444863791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/2122780903444863791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/2122780903444863791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2011/09/is-is-finally-over.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-9214189712535539252</id><published>2011-09-19T12:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T12:44:48.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored .&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This whole day has been boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-9214189712535539252?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/9214189712535539252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=9214189712535539252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/9214189712535539252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/9214189712535539252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-bored-bored-bored-bored-bored-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-8849196387993111486</id><published>2011-08-20T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T23:02:21.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My interview was the worst ever - I said so many silly things. Sigh.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the bright side, the chem paper later in the day was actually okay! I mean, it is the only paper so far that is actually do-able! I'm impressed. Hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so stressed about the interview that I was just extremely zoned out after it. Couldn't study much and ended up playing the school piano instead. Thank goodness it was e-learning day, so there was hardly anyone in school. I really wanted the scholarship, now I think it's not very possible. Ugh ugh ugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-8849196387993111486?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/8849196387993111486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=8849196387993111486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/8849196387993111486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/8849196387993111486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-interview-was-worst-ever-i-said-so.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-5597580779172392560</id><published>2011-08-17T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T23:43:53.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY! I'm right smack in the middle of prelims right now. For some silly reason AC has prelims much earlier than other schools :( And I have a scholarship application right smack in the middle of prelims. Everything was so rushed because they gave us such a tight deadline and only inform us of our interview dates 2 days before.. And yeahh the interview is right before Chem paper 2. -_-&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quick recapitulation of my papers so far because I'm falling asleep doing math and hopefully this perks me up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KI P1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surprisingly, this went well! I think it's the paper that I'm most satisfied with so far! Ironic, considering KI is my worst subject -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bio P2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Huge disappointment. It was right after KI paper and my hand really started hurting halfway through the paper. Also there were so many questions and too many things to write. Sigh. Didn't finish a few questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chem P3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to point out that between bio on monday and chem the next day, I spent 4h on my scholarship application essay. Stayed up until freaking 2am. UGHH. Anyway this paper was very weird as expected. Oh well. Got the whole structural elucidation question wrong and I'm freaking pissed. SE is supposed to be my best :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Math P1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was a huge sucker. Left many many many things blank. This annoying guy kept coughing and I know he can't help it but it's just so so so annoying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah I'm already burning out. Bad huh. I hate morning papers! No sleeping in the day before :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K back to work!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-5597580779172392560?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/5597580779172392560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=5597580779172392560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/5597580779172392560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/5597580779172392560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2011/08/okay-im-right-smack-in-middle-of.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-5194263926206190974</id><published>2011-07-31T12:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T16:27:10.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Y'know those times when your life just exists to please others' whims and fantasies? Oh, I want you to go to university - do this. Please get all As - and clean your room while you're at it. Focus on your studies - give me space.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know what to write for my university essay. I won't broadcast my ideas for now, but suffice to say I've got a vague idea that'll need a lot more polish before it shines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These few weeks have been the most trying time of my life. No one seems to understand that my prelims are very important to me. Everyone's just bugging me to do this and that. We have guests coming over next week and I have to clear the house. Yes I know I should be playing my part, but they act like I'm purposely avoiding family commitment by shirking my duties. The truth is, I did everything they asked me to do - except for two things which would be too time consuming at the moment. And now they act like I haven't done anything at all. It's like they're only seeing the stuff I didn't do, but they don't see the stuff I do. Frustrating, I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay I just woke up from a freaking long nap. And I'm currently feeling like ~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How to do my work like this! TSK. There's this KI passage on knowledge sequestration which seriously makes very little sense. And I need to deconstruct the argument for tuition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh I just got on google + too. Haha. Kinda interesting and quite similar to fb. Gosh. Just when I deactivated fb! Can google+ be deactivated too? :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Will we ever say the words we're feeling&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Reach out underneath and tear down all the walls?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Will we ever have a happy ending&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Or will we forever only be pretending?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-5194263926206190974?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/5194263926206190974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=5194263926206190974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/5194263926206190974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/5194263926206190974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2011/07/yknow-those-times-when-your-life-just.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-8592107172210108355</id><published>2011-07-24T22:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T22:23:41.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Darn prelims :(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I need to remind myself of the bigger picture more. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-8592107172210108355?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/8592107172210108355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=8592107172210108355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/8592107172210108355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/8592107172210108355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2011/07/darn-prelims-i-think-i-need-to-remind.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-1213329998222878115</id><published>2011-06-20T11:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T11:30:48.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow this is my 501th post. Not bad! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah I realise my blog is dead lol. Sorry, JC life really is very busy. Not that anyone actually reads this blog anyway. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been meaning to blog about Chem spa but I never got down to it! (It was more than a month ago) Good job Sau. Anyway from what I remember, I melted a spatula, used the wrong chemicals and got false negative tests. In other words, it was an awesome chem spa. Now I really wonder how I did. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio spa wasn't any better though. I had the annoying fast and furious song "i wonder if you know how something something steal the show..." stuck in my head the whole time. In the end I screwed up though. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morbid exams aside, this could very well be the worst June break ever. Notice I said break, not holiday. Ugh. Coming to school to study almost everyday. Whose stupid idea was it to make me take A levels? For crying out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, there seem to be a few very annoying admin staff in this school. Like the short guy in the GO. So full of himself. Talks to students like they're 3 instead of 18/19/20. He's just so completely irritating. I don't blame my friend for answering back at him. Actually I applaud her. And there's another annoying short guy in the library who's more or less the same as the guy in the GO. Same personality, same demeanor. Like seriously, what is their problem? Trying to make up for their height by deluding themselves into thinking that they're so high and mighty? Right, like that's going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha okay that sounds a bit like I'm ranting. Oops. Well, what's there to say? I'm stuck with my IS now. All the ideas sound well in my head but when i spit them out they sound retarded. And sometimes I can't even write them down because I don't know how. Not physically, obviously. I don't know how to phrase them and everything. This is what you'd call epic fail fail fail fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of fail, I didn't know what "consummate" meant. So I smartly went and wrote in my argument analysis "the marriage will be up to the judge to consummate". For all you people who don't know what consummate means, it's basically having sex to seal a marriage. So yeah you get the point. I actually meant "up to the judge to acknowledge". But it sounded kinda weird, so I tried to find another word. And consummate popped into my head. I thought it was somehow related to marriage so I wrote it. Then LUCKILY i decided to check the dictionary in case I was wrong. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning all sorts of phrases that sound cool now!!&lt;br /&gt;Some annoying person (like the GO guy) asking for respect? "You've neither earned it, nor are you entitled to mine. *smirk*" (believe it a not, a school principal in a movie)&lt;br /&gt;Someone asks you something you don't want to answer? "I cannot confirm or deny that ____ is true" (credits to HPMOR for this one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh okay sadly that's all I remember at the moment. Of course there are also the swear phrases, but let's not go there now shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IjWs08tcX-o/Tf69rrfDYlI/AAAAAAAAAt8/yDlWUA5ejpI/s1600/P1050735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IjWs08tcX-o/Tf69rrfDYlI/AAAAAAAAAt8/yDlWUA5ejpI/s400/P1050735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620137943109952082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good times (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-1213329998222878115?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/1213329998222878115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=1213329998222878115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/1213329998222878115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/1213329998222878115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2011/06/wow-this-is-my-501th-post.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-IjWs08tcX-o/Tf69rrfDYlI/AAAAAAAAAt8/yDlWUA5ejpI/s72-c/P1050735.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16724664.post-1531641560271443691</id><published>2011-04-16T22:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T22:24:18.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOL i went to Beijing recently for a youth science creation competition. And blogger is blocked in Beijing. But i typed out a post anyway. Was gonna post it when i got back to sg. So i JUST got down to reading it and it is super LOL. I was rather pissed off because Mrs Soong didn't allow me to go into the guys' room. Social issues and all. Anyway here's the post :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Okay. So I’m in Beijing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Beijing Youth Science Creation Competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;I’m alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Okay fine not physically alone, since the translator for Singapore is in my hotel room with me now. It’s more like, I can’t be with my fellow Singapore representatives because of one single flaw: I’m a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Notice I said Singapore REPRESENTATIVES, not Singaporeans. Because as weird as it sounds, none of the people representing Singapore here were actually BORN in Singapore. -.- Yup I’m here in Beijing with the Viet Trio of SMC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;So our teacher IC has some issue with us going into each others’ rooms (boys cannot come into my room, I can’t go into theirs). She says it’s not good to be seen going into each others’ rooms. Uh, like people give a damn? This isn’t ancient times for crying out loud. I don’t get why people have these silly misconceptions that when boy goes into girl’s room, they start doing stuff they shouldn’t be doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Ugh. So all the guys are in Tam and Long’s room playing cards and stuff while I’m in my room… Bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;As you probably have guessed by now, I’m the only fragile female here. (Fragile? Wtfizz?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;I really have nothing to say. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;I don’t even know if I WANT to take my H3 Bio terms! I’m just totally confused :/ I don’t have my notes, so I can’t study, and even if I could, my H2 terms grades SUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Forget it, I’m going to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Written 25/3/11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-1531641560271443691?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/1531641560271443691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=1531641560271443691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/1531641560271443691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/1531641560271443691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2011/04/lol-i-went-to-beijing-recently-for.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-4048502971065999215</id><published>2011-03-11T23:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T23:36:34.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was awesome!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went for lunch at Seoul Garden. We planned to meet at 12, but some group had booked the whole restaurant -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we played mono deal. Like lol, wth?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then after seoul garden i headed to MG for like, 20min of talking to my juniors and observing drill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I rushed to AC, and found that I needn't have rushed, i could have just gotten there at 6-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well. My legs have died. Aching :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-4048502971065999215?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/4048502971065999215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=4048502971065999215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/4048502971065999215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/4048502971065999215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2011/03/today-was-awesome-went-for-lunch-at.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-2306452565103489111</id><published>2011-03-11T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T23:24:25.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I really don't understand why I'm the one who always can't say no. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, some others have no problem going no, no, no, no, i don't care if you die, no, no....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd be like, no.. really, seriously, what the.. okay but.. oh fine..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-2306452565103489111?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/2306452565103489111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=2306452565103489111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/2306452565103489111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/2306452565103489111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2011/03/sometimes-i-really-dont-understand-why.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-4792124419931906845</id><published>2011-03-09T17:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T17:35:29.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yeah I gotta tell you about my latest weird dream. Twas on monday, when I got home at around 2.30pm, and crashed on my bedroom FLOOR at 3pm because I was too bored studying.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it begins with a whole bunch of SMC people and I having got to stay back in school because we'll be having some SMC even the next day. We somehow have this completely posh SMC room where the STI should be, and we're all hanging out there doing nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some reason, Tri and I are OGLs, so we have to go to some LT for something. We all agreed that the juniors will do a good job of taking care of the SMC room. Then Avanti, Tri and I have to go to the staffroom to get some shirts. The staffroom is quite dark for some reason, like I can barely see anything. Tri and Miss Eng start going through some shirts, and Tri hands me a yellow collegiate. Suddenly Miss Eng disappears and Tri disappears too. Avanti and I are left in the staffroom, and we sit at a table. Then we see Fang Jiunn sitting opposite us, and he's doing his homework. I realise the yellow collegiate is WAY TOO BIG FOR ME, so I try to find the bunch of shirts to change my size, but somehow I can't find it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then suddenly, FJ has disappeared. Avanti and I try calling him but to no avail. Then I try to call Miss Eng because I want to change my shirt, but I realise I don't have her no. so I try calling Tri but he doesn't pick up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It later turns out that FJ got locked in a toilet. Then at 12 midnight he turned into a GHOST and started invisibly attacking people. He also got the Viet Trio (Long Tam and Tri) stuck under his spell and they were communicating with me through facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly I end up in the posh SMC room again and it seems the juniors made a mistake and let some people in. Apparently the people shouldn't be there, so Mrs Soong is very angry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K yeah then the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WEIRD DREAM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-4792124419931906845?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/4792124419931906845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=4792124419931906845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/4792124419931906845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/4792124419931906845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2011/03/oh-yeah-i-gotta-tell-you-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-4803879318174332830</id><published>2011-03-08T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T21:32:52.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>K hai guys it's exam time! A.k.a time to blog. As usual:)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway these few days have been filled with non-sequitur moments. For example,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: (Sees some teacher in the distance) Good afternoon ma'am!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teacher: Oh! Sorry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: (Sees Mrs Tan) Hi Mrs Tan! Is it okay if I pay back my "gym debt" next term?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mrs Tan: Eh what's this red spot on your shirt ah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Oh... paint from funorama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mrs Tan: Oh I thought it was blood! Okay yes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And right after that I see Benedict at the stairs and the moment he sees me, he goes WHAT A PLAYER LA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I have discovered that "OHMYGOSH" is a new word to describe KI. It's a legitimate adjective that totally sums up the KI exam. OH. MY. GOSH. It was completely weird!!! The essay question was kinda weird, because it didn't seem to allow for any argument! :( And yeah the long argument question was screwed. Grrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Math was #$%^&amp;amp;*(*&amp;amp;%$#! No need to think about it alr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chem was slightly better but still stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to Beijing for some Youth Creation contest! This is nuts, I won't be able to communicate at all dammit. My chinese sucks!! It's some poster competition. Sighhh. Yeah k and I'll be going with Mrs Soong, Tam, Tri and Long. If they start discussing physics matters I'll just faint! Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yikes, my blogging skills have gone down the drain. I really should blog more often. This post is just weird to read :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BIO TOMORROW! Then terms will be over!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh. Then I'll immediately start on studying ahead so I won't fall back when I'm in Beijing. Oh yeah and I have to start on my poster. Sucks. Gahhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay guys. Back to studying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-4803879318174332830?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/4803879318174332830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=4803879318174332830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/4803879318174332830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/4803879318174332830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2011/03/k-hai-guys-its-exam-time.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-2401657144372576241</id><published>2010-11-17T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T22:59:53.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay so CCAAB was totally like PBB. Maybe a bit better in terms of content, since we had abseiling, zip line etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell yeah I was totally prepared. I guess it was rather frustrating how some people just didn't get it that when you're in senangdiri you don't move!!! (E.g. this guy from another group was just constantly shifting around and slouching...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. I think I got rather anal though. Was quite scared that they'd do a bunk inspection when we're out doing our activities, so I kept bugging my group members to make everything neat and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I certainly did learn more about myself. In Eragon, Brom once said, "To know who you are, without any delusions or sympathy, ....is terrible". Soooo yes. Still in progress, but....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I now have a phobia of stingrays :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate a fried insect leg. Cricket. In garlic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-2401657144372576241?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/2401657144372576241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=2401657144372576241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/2401657144372576241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/2401657144372576241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/11/okay-so-ccaab-was-totally-like-pbb.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-796235862732912782</id><published>2010-11-12T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T23:45:50.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm off to CCAAB camp tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno. I feel. Kinda. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I haven't been to camp for way too long. What other explanation is there to being nervous before a camp??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last camp i went to anyway? Wow i think it was PBB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THAT DIDN'T GO WELL. Hmm now it makes sense. Haha but ehhh. Hopefully CCAAB isn't like that! (Because if it is, ugh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I'll be fully prepared if it turns out to be PBB again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness there isn't some selection process though. I still think it's very ridiculous that my whole group did not get selected for PBB. Like seriously, helloooooooooooo?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm nervous for camp because i have no idea what to expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside. Today also marks another very longed-for milestone: The End of PW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel kinda sad though. Like we've all worked so hard! But the work has paid off! :) Our WR looked completely beautiful. Our OP went fine without any serious hitches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Really feels cool though. Knowing that your PW is over. Only thing to think about now are results. I don't know if I did well enough to get an A, but hopefully I did! I was really nervous today. No wait. Actually it was an on-off thing. Some times I'd feel perfectly normal, then I'd get really tense and anxious. Seriously like a sine curve! -.- Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must thank the other two groups in the room though. AC033 and 034 fromm 1AD2. Thanks guys for helping to make my part so much better! I had this part where I was supposed to demonstrate a hand massage technique and get the audience to join in (hence the audience engagement factor, see?). And I only told them about it a few hours before our presentation. And they nicely agreed to participate! I'm really really happy (: EVEN THE EXAMINERS JOINED IN! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K anyway i have to go back to packing. Haha. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-796235862732912782?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/796235862732912782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=796235862732912782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/796235862732912782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/796235862732912782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-off-to-ccaab-camp-tomorrow-i-dunno.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-3926792499413700517</id><published>2010-11-08T08:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T08:31:09.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Reality is sobering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The higher you fly, the more you will fall when the helium runs out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like showing a starving man a wonderful meal - Pasta, roast meat, truffles... you get the idea. You hint that he might be able to join the feast. Then, at the last minute, you close the door on his face. Sorry, you're not good enough to join us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandora should never have opened the box a second time. Hope is poisonous. It gives you illusions of grandeur. Dare to hope, dare to dream, it's all rubbish. Truth is, life will never be how you dream it to be, and hope is just, well, false hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where does God come into the picture? Surely we have hope in him? Here's where I have to clarify: hope in God is different. It's classified as Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom line?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-3926792499413700517?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/3926792499413700517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=3926792499413700517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/3926792499413700517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/3926792499413700517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/11/reality-is-sobering.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-1582728240670423014</id><published>2010-09-24T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T21:49:06.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay monday was just epic.&lt;br /&gt;During math lecture, our very enthu lecturer decided to draw 2 puppies while working out a math problem for us, just to help us visualise. Very nice of her, and i decided to copy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to 4omin later, when i decide to crash the next math lecture that my class attends (i attend the earlier one due to different subject combinations). The lecturer yaks on for a bit, then sets a question for everyone to attempt. Hey, what a coincidence, it's the puppy question. I get bored, decide to take a little nap. Wake up a few minutes later at the sound of clacking heels. I lift my head to see the lecturer standing in front of me, staring at me. Wow. She goes, "excuse me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anxious to soothe her, I hand her my lecture notes with all the required questions completed. In fact, more than that. Her frown shifts and becomes a smile. She hands my paper back to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asks me to present my answer. I have no choice but to show my wonderful drawings of puppies to the whole lecture group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irony? I'm not supposed to be in that lecture -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. And for some reason she decided to count the number of people in our class and Nick decided to pon that day. So I was "substituting" Nick. LOL. Just nice... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-1582728240670423014?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/1582728240670423014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=1582728240670423014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/1582728240670423014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/1582728240670423014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/09/okay-monday-was-just-epic.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-3282790566471294330</id><published>2010-08-25T14:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T14:26:25.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahaha. My life has been so weird recently. Like seriously... -.-&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have discovered a new way to stay awake besides eating during lectures. It's called HAND MASSAGE! And throw in face massage if possible. Really does help. Then at least you can boast that you stayed awake the whole day and managed to survive the Extremely Boring Lecture (chem ranks at no. 1). :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I'm the best in my class for hand massage. Thank goodness. Anything less and my hands will suffer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got back my latest KI test! Very surprised because I actually did quite weel! Much better than expected! I'm really surprised. I got 18/30 for essay, 18/30 for long argument and 9/15 for short argument. Okay it sounds very retardedly low but I was expecting to fail laaaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chem on the other hand... Hah. Joke la. I got 8/20. Sian. But apparently others got lower. But oh well. It still sucks. I hate Chem Kinetics it sucks. Ugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bio is the worst :( I got my first B ever!!! I hate this. Stupid la. I don't know how i could even have let myself slip like that! So many mistakes, plus a serious lack of time management! I missed 4 marks worth because of time! UGH. I was 0.5 marks away from an A. Sigh. sigh sigh sigh so annoying!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I played for wed morning worship today and my fingers are hurtingggg like crazyyyy :(:(:( I screwed up a lot. For some reason, everyone was singing You'll Come differently! I have NO IDEA WHY. SO WEIRDDDDDDDD. I was like, uh, okay let's change song shall we? Then next song? I played it in the wrong key. I only realised that i was playing in A instead of G after starting the song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K bottom line is, I can't do this kinda thing alone with people i don't know/not familiar with. I mean, if it was among GB friends etc, i'd be fine playing and singing. Cos then I'd choose songs that everybody knows. But here... ._. I don't really know? Like I was nervous and stuff. So. Oh and plus I had to use guitar strap. Which annoys me cos i hate using it. Okay. I conclude that here, i need to start from basics again. Sigh.  Working my way up in MG just to fall back to the bottom again in AC. Life sucks sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or maybe God's just trying to teach me a lesson in humility or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay whatever la. I'm not realising my full potential in AC thanks to its very elitist structure. But there's nothing i can do about it now, cos i have put in wayyy too much to be transferring school or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AC is giving me a weird vibe now. Like, weirddd. Bipolar (learnt that from Doofbug). Sometimes very loving environment and sometimes extremely toxic environment. I don't really know. Toxic... well maybe it's just me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha I'm ranting away sorry. It's been a long time since I've blogged. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-3282790566471294330?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/3282790566471294330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=3282790566471294330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/3282790566471294330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/3282790566471294330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/08/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-5034277549560420658</id><published>2010-08-15T10:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T11:32:05.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_42w_mUP-RZc/TGdcH9y5LmI/AAAAAAAAAtM/rYIQaokVcfc/s1600/DUDE+poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 280px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505470361400585826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_42w_mUP-RZc/TGdcH9y5LmI/AAAAAAAAAtM/rYIQaokVcfc/s400/DUDE+poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Healthweek poster no. 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42w_mUP-RZc/TGdcHj4AWGI/AAAAAAAAAtE/SNU1VXA2aaE/s1600/STOP+poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 309px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505470354442704994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42w_mUP-RZc/TGdcHj4AWGI/AAAAAAAAAtE/SNU1VXA2aaE/s400/STOP+poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Healthweek poster no. 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_42w_mUP-RZc/TGdcHYrWCyI/AAAAAAAAAs8/wcZ4Pe3egmU/s1600/IMG_9775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505470351436811042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_42w_mUP-RZc/TGdcHYrWCyI/AAAAAAAAAs8/wcZ4Pe3egmU/s400/IMG_9775.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things they do for our class :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_42w_mUP-RZc/TGday17eagI/AAAAAAAAAs0/pCZwO04Mtu4/s1600/P1060605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505468899000216066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_42w_mUP-RZc/TGday17eagI/AAAAAAAAAs0/pCZwO04Mtu4/s400/P1060605.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(most of) SCONE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_42w_mUP-RZc/TGdayeT0ayI/AAAAAAAAAss/1XkxePhRze4/s1600/P1060584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505468892659870498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_42w_mUP-RZc/TGdayeT0ayI/AAAAAAAAAss/1XkxePhRze4/s400/P1060584.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SVM &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42w_mUP-RZc/TGdWzMGKUzI/AAAAAAAAAsk/_ioN716HRCg/s1600/P1070168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505464506904105778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42w_mUP-RZc/TGdWzMGKUzI/AAAAAAAAAsk/_ioN716HRCg/s400/P1070168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epic photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_42w_mUP-RZc/TGdWyaSYP4I/AAAAAAAAAsc/Na1Ey0ez9sk/s1600/P1070244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505464493533577090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_42w_mUP-RZc/TGdWyaSYP4I/AAAAAAAAAsc/Na1Ey0ez9sk/s400/P1070244.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BFFs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42w_mUP-RZc/TGdWxwuPptI/AAAAAAAAAsU/3lp5XOcy58g/s1600/DSCN6419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505464482376165074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42w_mUP-RZc/TGdWxwuPptI/AAAAAAAAAsU/3lp5XOcy58g/s400/DSCN6419.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Founders day saw me stuck in blazer and crazy shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_42w_mUP-RZc/TGdWxa3wX1I/AAAAAAAAAsM/FZi5J4doXRk/s1600/P1070118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505464476510478162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_42w_mUP-RZc/TGdWxa3wX1I/AAAAAAAAAsM/FZi5J4doXRk/s400/P1070118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerou made this for my birthday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_42w_mUP-RZc/TGdWwxgmg6I/AAAAAAAAAsE/jFamckOtHDU/s1600/P1060350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505464465407509410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_42w_mUP-RZc/TGdWwxgmg6I/AAAAAAAAAsE/jFamckOtHDU/s400/P1060350.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMUNETT. I still haven't forgotten you guys :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah. Okay. That's all. Memories. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-5034277549560420658?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/5034277549560420658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=5034277549560420658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/5034277549560420658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/5034277549560420658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/08/healthweek-poster-no.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_42w_mUP-RZc/TGdcH9y5LmI/AAAAAAAAAtM/rYIQaokVcfc/s72-c/DUDE+poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16724664.post-4512385272714724454</id><published>2010-08-15T10:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T10:48:54.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHELSEA IS AT THE TOP OF THE TABLE! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beat WBA 6-0. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like uploading pictures. Lol. K look out for my next post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-4512385272714724454?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/4512385272714724454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=4512385272714724454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/4512385272714724454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/4512385272714724454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/08/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-3683082847581199127</id><published>2010-06-29T21:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T21:56:14.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've said it before and I'll say it again. Exam periods make me blog more -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although this time the need to blog wasn't really triggered by exam stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it is. Two days into exams and I'm feeling down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've messed up. A slip of tongue. A whirlwind of lies. Non stop questioning. Anger. Hopes and dreams washed down into the drain because of my stupid mouth. Dilemma. Distracted. Yep. Messed up big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing I can do. Nothing will make up for this mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what. Tomorrow's Bio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-3683082847581199127?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/3683082847581199127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=3683082847581199127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/3683082847581199127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/3683082847581199127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/06/ive-said-it-before-and-ill-say-it-again.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-2738712108366586836</id><published>2010-05-13T21:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T21:17:25.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CHELSEA WON THE PREMIER LEAGUE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D:D:D:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-2738712108366586836?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/2738712108366586836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=2738712108366586836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/2738712108366586836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/2738712108366586836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/05/chelsea-won-premier-league-ddddd.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-1916175082878887598</id><published>2010-04-28T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T20:00:34.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lol I seem to be posting once a week. Heh sorry guys. Been really busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDK if i have mentioned this before on this blog, but I'll just say it again. I didn't get in for SC elections! HAHA. And you know what? It's a GOOD THING. Now I'm free again to tweak the rules. HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to enjoy hockey! But I'm really really unfit. Sigh. I feel really bad lah. Can't keep up with the team players and stuff. And I'm the slowest runner! For sprinting. Gah. And I haven't been to the gym for AGES. I'm so annoyed -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay got other stuff to do now. Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-1916175082878887598?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/1916175082878887598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=1916175082878887598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/1916175082878887598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/1916175082878887598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/04/lol-i-seem-to-be-posting-once-week.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-4920665105297783298</id><published>2010-04-22T15:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T16:14:54.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been a while. Hah. Sorry. I was not in the mood to post :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last wednesday I had active! And I think that I can safely say that it was the most intense one EVER, with the 40 min run one coming in second. Seriously! D; We got this fitness trainer training us. And although the workout didn't seem very strenuous at that time, I could barely move my legs after the workout. And the next day, I HAD MUSCLE ACHES. And I wasn't the only one okay! BRYAN AND KEITH HAD ACHES TOO! And in case you didn't know, they're like, the fittest people in our class -.- Yes. So it's not just me, the unfit one, who got muscle aches. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need ideas to think of for PI :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday, instead of going for active, I had to go for hockey training. Lol. I thought it would be better, but guess what? IT WAS WORSE. First, we had to run up and down 3 flights of stairs TEN TIMES. This also included sprinting across the ground floor and 3rd floor (because there are 2 staircases at Oldham Wing). It was crazy I tell you. I was panting soooo hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, we had circuits. 30 crunches, 20 pushups, skips, dips, starjumps. Wescott was smart though. For starjumps, since we were only required to do them until Ms Lim yelled CHANGE! , Wescott only said "up" when Ms Lim was looking in our direction. So when she wasn't looking, we slacked. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had stick work. This wasn't that bad. In fact, the first part was enjoyable! I can more or less push accurately now. I understand the mechanics! (saying that makes me feel smart :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After training I watched the rugby match! The first part was really frustrating because I didn't have a clue what was going on! Thank goodness I found someone who understood the game better than I did! Berenice explained most of it to me, and I observed some things, and I remembered stuff that my brother/father had tried to explain to me before. So I could roughly follow the game. Lol. We lost though. Tsk. I had a great time screaming out cheers and everything. We did the AC boleh cheer! I love the part where we yell "ALL THE REST CAN GO FLY KITE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The toot thing was, it was ACSi vs. ACJC. So we had to modify our cheers, because most of them went GO AC, or something to that effect. We'd be cheering for both teams! -.- ACSi also cheered for AC at first, until they realised that they were cheering for us too. HAHA. We just kept quiet and let them do all the cheering XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, because of yesterday's hockey training, I am aching :((( Worst part: I HAVE ACTIVE TODAYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kill me now! Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have no idea what to do for PI man. I should start thinking....NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. TIK. (Thinking in process). TOK. (Thinking out process). TIK TOK ON THE CLOCK BUT THE PARTY DON'T STOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i should shut up now. Haha. Bye :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-4920665105297783298?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/4920665105297783298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=4920665105297783298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/4920665105297783298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/4920665105297783298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-been-while.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-5324271244761068783</id><published>2010-04-12T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T23:23:29.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was going to blog about something really funny but I kinda forgot what it was. Heh. :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait. i rmb. BIO SPA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start from the beginning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we were doing food tests. I decided that I wanted to be very fast today. So I was doing things at top speed, often multi-tasking and switching between tests. (e.g. preparing Benedict's test, then doing biuret while waiting for water to boil, etc etc) So I was almost done with the first set (we were supposed to do 2, one to test an ungerminated soya bean, and one to test a bean without its coat) when Mdm Tham came around asking, "who's very fast at doing experiments? I need someone who is veryyy fast!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked up, but didn't respond because I felt that I was still doing things pretty slowly. BUT GUESS WHAT! GOH EE TENG (G.E.T AGAIN!!!) JUST HAD TO POINT AT ME!!!! Then Fang Jiunn took his cue from GET and pointed at me too! I was like wth?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out Mdm Tham wanted someone fast to do an extra experiment. She wanted me to test the radicle of the bean (the germinating seed's root).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to boast.... I managed to do all 3! In the time that people took to do 2, I DID THREE :):):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway. GOH EE TENG SABO-ED ME AGAIN. Gosh. I should have hit him with my hockey stick but i was rushing off for maths test! -.- -.- -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another lesson learnt today: When you need pens in a hurry when you're in the lobby, go to the general office's lost and found :D right Grace? HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-5324271244761068783?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/5324271244761068783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=5324271244761068783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/5324271244761068783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/5324271244761068783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-was-going-to-blog-about-something.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-8039608338738741112</id><published>2010-04-12T15:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T15:04:48.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GAH. I'm so tired. Stupidddd maths test!&lt;div&gt;:(:(:(:(:(:(:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coming outta my cage and I've been doing just fine gotta gotta be down because I want it all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It started out with a kiss how did it end up like this it was only a kiss (it was only a kiss)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now they're going to bed and my stomach is sick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it's all in my head, and it's taking a ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he takes off her dress now LET ME GO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just can't look it's killing me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But _______________ (?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jealousy blablabla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay I can't rmb the song. HAHAHA. Oh well :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-8039608338738741112?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/8039608338738741112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=8039608338738741112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/8039608338738741112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/8039608338738741112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/04/gah.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-7766047090242152113</id><published>2010-04-09T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T21:15:11.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What happened today will not happen next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;START INTENSIVE TRAINING NOW. NOW NOW NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-7766047090242152113?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/7766047090242152113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=7766047090242152113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/7766047090242152113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/7766047090242152113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-happened-today-will-not-happen.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-8680866568419405144</id><published>2010-04-08T15:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T15:50:26.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. Time to do thanking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO SMSED ME HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order of appearance:&lt;br /&gt;Onglai&lt;br /&gt;Dorothy&lt;br /&gt;Klarissa&lt;br /&gt;XT&lt;br /&gt;Siyan&lt;br /&gt;Tanya&lt;br /&gt;Wai Yee&lt;br /&gt;Keith (OGL)&lt;br /&gt;Jedidah&lt;br /&gt;Grace Loke&lt;br /&gt;Nicole Thio&lt;br /&gt;Faye&lt;br /&gt;Kat&lt;br /&gt;Mill&lt;br /&gt;Olga&lt;br /&gt;Esther Lee&lt;br /&gt;Siyue&lt;br /&gt;Amanda Shan&lt;br /&gt;Jolene&lt;br /&gt;Lim Rui&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte&lt;br /&gt;Olga (again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those who wished me in person:&lt;br /&gt;Grace(after my reminder, tsk)&lt;br /&gt;Bryan (during tuesday morning run?!)&lt;br /&gt;Nat (in the washroom lol)&lt;br /&gt;Onglai&lt;br /&gt;Yustynn&lt;br /&gt;Jia An&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoops i can't rmb alr. I know when I got to class a lot of people were wishing me happy birthday. So basically most of the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Sun&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth (KI)&lt;br /&gt;A few 2SCONERS&lt;br /&gt;ERMMM.&lt;br /&gt;Random people. Heh. Sorry if i didn't mention your name! You can just tag on my blog and I'll add your name in. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thennn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my class for singing happy birthday to me during PCCG on wed! :) And thanks to Emma for the AWESOME CAKE! It's really really nice! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my OG (those who came down: Wei Hong, Colin, Elyssa, Lovin, Joanne) for taking the time to come down and celebrate too! Tsk. Thanks for the cake and thanks for, errr, smashing it in my face! HAHA. It doesn't matter how many people came. I'm thankful for those that did:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Grace for being the first person to sing me happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Onglai for being the second! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my family for the AWESOME birthday dinner I had on monday night!!!! :) And thanks to Onglai and XT for coming down too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to everyone who wished me happy birthday on facebook! it was really touching and sweet:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit, I was really feeling down on my birthday because of my disasterous council interview the day before. But everyone played a part in cheering me up. So thanks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE'RE GONNA SUPPORT HOCKERS GALS TMR!!! :D:D HOPE THEY WIN!!!!! :D:D:D:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-8680866568419405144?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/8680866568419405144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=8680866568419405144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/8680866568419405144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/8680866568419405144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/04/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-8500312788523973652</id><published>2010-04-05T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T22:03:31.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is my last day on earth.....as sixteen.&lt;br /&gt;And it sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Chapel was great. But other than that, and the present that Gerou gave me, the rest of the day was.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First. Mass PE. We had to run 2.4 and i HAD to choose this day to wear my northstar shoes instead of track shoes. So I got blisters on both my feet and I pulled my left calf muscle. It hurts to walk one step now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very careless during chem and my results were totally wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived late for bio. Although...bio was actually quite fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths was incomprehensible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunchtime. Lonely time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Void deck was hot. Couldn't even take a nap properly. Too worried for council interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forced to take over Bryan in the GP current affairs quiz. I don't even take GP. I totally flunked the quiz and I've probably brought the whole team down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although there were some hilarious answers that I put.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vice president of USA: John T. I really didn't know! But like, I roughly remembered reading somewhere in the news that it was a guy called John T______. Totally wrong. His name is Joe Biden. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who won Tour De France? I PUT LOUIS ARMSTRONG. (Supposed to be Lance Armstrong. Louis Armstrong is a freaking singer. Elena even better. She put NEIL ARMSTRONG.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Continuing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Council interview. Was really nervous. Can't say anything about it now, but I'll just tell you, it was horrible. I know I won't get it. And this isn't some "oh i won't get in" when I actually know there's a good chance i will (sorry i tend to do that sometimes). I really have a gut feeling I won't get in. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that, I find out from my friend that the guy I used to like actually knows. Now I'm too embarrassed to face anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Gerou for your really wonderful present :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-8500312788523973652?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/8500312788523973652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=8500312788523973652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/8500312788523973652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/8500312788523973652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/04/today-is-my-last-day-on-earth.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-4137693179119953974</id><published>2010-04-04T09:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T10:13:27.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Haha. Just wanted to post a few funny moments of FunORama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHILE I WAS ON DUTY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-This girl was shouting: I KNOW KUNG FU! DON'T TOUCH ME! I KNOW KUNG FU!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-This guy was very calm and collected. He'd go: Hmm. This is good. Creative. Very nice. This is good too. Etc etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-A whole group of scared girls with a leader who was pretending to be brave. She would preempt everyone by saying "okay up ahead there's a ghost in white, and to your right...." etc. Well, I blended in with the walls. So she didn't see me at all. So when I jerked my head to stare at them (i had pretty freaky facepaint. look below.) the whole group of them SCREAMED. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-The best one. The people in front weren't scared by me. The guide behind was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I had to lead Alfred around on a string. Hahaha. He was supposed to be some mental asylum patient. Really amusing! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was walking around outside, this girl actually wanted to take a picture with me! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_42w_mUP-RZc/S7f1gimeclI/AAAAAAAAAr4/lRIZHA5k4_M/s1600/saurocks078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456099412975448658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_42w_mUP-RZc/S7f1gimeclI/AAAAAAAAAr4/lRIZHA5k4_M/s400/saurocks078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yup. this is basically how i looked. hahahaha. sooo hot right! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-4137693179119953974?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/4137693179119953974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=4137693179119953974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/4137693179119953974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/4137693179119953974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/04/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_42w_mUP-RZc/S7f1gimeclI/AAAAAAAAAr4/lRIZHA5k4_M/s72-c/saurocks078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16724664.post-5400071535901620831</id><published>2010-04-03T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T22:57:05.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tut tut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a sunburnt face again. The last time I had it was orientation. SIGH. Hockey training today, 9-11. Well, that was the official time. It actually started at 930 and ended at 12 -.- LIKE WHAT THE. So many hours in the sun :( I wasn't expecting it to be so sunny and hot! But there was NO shelter anywhere! The last time I went for training at the Sengkang hockey pitch, it was in the evening, so I didn't know it would be that hot ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I basically died during training lah. Dunno why I was suddenly soooo outta breath! It was really weird. My stamina suddenly died or something? O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I've signed up to give tuition to kids every sat! For CIP hours. Haha. So I don't get paid. But you know what? I don't really mind. I like helping people:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still dislike chem -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-5400071535901620831?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/5400071535901620831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=5400071535901620831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/5400071535901620831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/5400071535901620831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/04/tut-tut.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-1954390198437535528</id><published>2010-04-02T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T22:51:14.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thursday was going according to Friday's timetable! And it was April Fools ;D&lt;br /&gt;During assembly, the choir and BB people decided to be extra and switched positions. Then the guy shouted BARIS, SEDI-a! Like, the last syllable dropped by an octave. It was super hilarious la. But I think he did it on purpose (you'll understand why later). Then before the pledge the BB guys gave some weird command. I asked one of them later (he's in my Maths, Bio, Chem and KI lecture classes!) what it was and he said that it's formal to say it before saying the pledge. Well, I didn't say a word of the pledge. Why? BECAUSE IT WAS IN CHINESE. HAHAHAHAHAHA. Super funny la. The choir rockssss. And after the pledge the BB guys went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person no. 1: BARIS&lt;br /&gt;Person no. 2: SEDI&lt;br /&gt;Person no. 3: A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person no. 1: BARIS&lt;br /&gt;Person no. 2: SENANGDI&lt;br /&gt;Person no. 3: RI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Really amusing man. The whole hall was filled with laughter. I was laughing too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the lesson after assembly is KI. So I decided to play my first prank of the day. I smsed Yustynn to tell him that the venue for KI class had been changed to A5.13. LOL. Then I met them at the NL (which was where KI is supposed to be) and Yustynn was looking VERRYYY confused. Deborah kept insisting it was a joke and stuff, but Yustynn wasn't very convinced. He actually thought that the msg was from our KI rep. Lol. So he just kept confusing everyone until our KI rep arrived and he asked her. And she said that I was the sender of that sms -.- Heh. Then he said, "oh if it's from Sau then I don't trust her!" LOL. Good choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. During Chem I pasted stickers on Alfred/Aric's backs. The usual. Gosh. Nothing new there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swim PE was damn funny luh. We got a new instructor. And i really had NO DESIRE to do those stupid backstroke drills which are supposed to help us learn backstroke. (IT DOESN'T) Gosh!!!!! So I kept insisting that we were supposed to do REAL backstroke and no more drills. But then the instructor wasn't fooled and made us REPEAT SOME DRILLS THAT WE HAD DONE THE PREVIOUS LESSON ARGHHHH. STOOOOPID Benedict just HAD to remind the instructor -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, our class wasn't very enthu about all the drills and swimming. It soon evolved into a pattern. When the instructor finishes explaining how to do a certain drill, Benedict is the first one to go. Almost at the same time, Fang Jiunn sets off too. Then after a long pause, Ee Teng goes off. All this time I'll be going" NOOOO why are you guys so ENTHU! NO NEED LA! OI OI DON'T GO YET! WHY SO EXTRA!!!!!" Then a while after Ee Teng has gone, Bryan goes "AIYAH just go la!" whereupon the rest of the people push off. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find backstroke very amusing for ONE reason: some people just CANNOT swim straight! To name a few, GET, BT, JT, FJ and ET. Hahaha go figure. I realise all of their names have a "T" in it! XD I know once ET was swimming in a very haphazard manner, and when she found out that she was swimming parallel to the shore instead of perpendicular, she started laughing. But the problem was, she was swimming breaststroke and laughing. So she laughed like this: HAHAHAHAHA *goes underwater* HAHAHAHAHA *goes underwater* HAHAHAHA" Which made me laugh SUPER HARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other instances of people not being able to swim straight: I had reached the side of the pool cuz I decided to swim fast. Then I noticed this person swimming towards me. It turned out to be JT, which was really weird cos he's supposed to be all the way over the other side! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another: I was halfway swimming when I suddenly had to stop in the middle of the pool. Can't rmb why I did but that's not the point. The point is I saw BT heading STRAIGHT for me. Thank goodness I saw la. Else he might have crashed into me :x I smacked his arm and said "eh where you going ah?!" HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THE WORST ONE: As usual, I waited till I was one of the last to push off from the wall to swim backstroke to the other side. And like I said before, I'm one of the faster people. So I was happily swimming along when suddenly, I CRASHED INTO SOMEONE. It turned out to be GET!!!!!! :O I was like, GETTTTTTTT!!!!! D; And I was so traumatised that I had to swim breaststroke the rest of the way. :O Siaooooo. You know why I crashed into him? Cos he just HAD to swim sideways -.- GOSHHH. So embarrassing i tell you. GAHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then XIAOTING CAME!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we went to Ion to celebrate:) Yay :) I ate Gyuniku Udon. SUPER NICE. :D:D:D I really should go there more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, I woke up at 9, went back to sleep after eating breakfast, and woke up at 115. YEAH MANN. So now I gotta go do my chem Very behind :/ Oh wells. BYE PEOPLE :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-1954390198437535528?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/1954390198437535528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=1954390198437535528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/1954390198437535528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/1954390198437535528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/04/thursday-was-going-according-to-fridays.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-7208595070549636898</id><published>2010-03-21T13:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T14:13:14.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Uh oh. My birthday is coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup you heard my right. I said UH OH. Hahahah. Birthdays are something you look forward to with some dread in AC. I just hope what happened to maogao will not happen to me.... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. I'm gonna copy Jeremy and do a wishlist too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;SAU'S WISHLIST :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Glitter/gel pens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;iPhoneeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;iPod touch also can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Blue glitter nail polish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Green glitter nail polish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Chelsea scarf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Adam Lambert's new CD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;My hero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;The Mentalist -season 1 on DVD (AWESOME SHOW)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Mascara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Cool earrings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;A new zen stone - my old one has died :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Weights - Then I can lift weights in my room. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Electric guitar pedal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;A video of my whole class/OG doing the mass dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;$$$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Watermelon by Marian Keyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Sushi for Beginners by Marian Keyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Last Chance Saloon by Marian Keyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Succubus in the City (dunno by who - it's a book)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmm. Can't think of anymore at the moment. HAHA. K nvm. 20 things are enough. LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-7208595070549636898?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/7208595070549636898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=7208595070549636898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/7208595070549636898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/7208595070549636898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/03/uh-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-1965076722913533099</id><published>2010-03-19T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T22:40:32.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Absence makes the heart grow fonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were debating this during one of my first few KI lessons. I claimed to know that it did, and now I have proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's been 2 days but it feels like more than a week.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people don't believe that absence makes the heart grow fonder. But then again, I admit that this rule doesn't apply to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It applies to people who mean a lot to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is absence? It is when the loss of the presence of something has occurred.&lt;br /&gt;Define heart. Cardiac muscle, blood tissue. The pump of life... Used as a metaphor for emotions, inner beings and experiences.&lt;br /&gt;How intense is fondness? On a scale of 1-10, maybe about 7. Bordering on obsessive behaviour, but at this point a person still acts normally, although not always rationally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-1965076722913533099?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/1965076722913533099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=1965076722913533099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/1965076722913533099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/1965076722913533099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/03/absence-makes-heart-grow-fonder.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-2685644433097393210</id><published>2010-02-26T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T21:52:08.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay I'm gonna blog about random events because there isn't time to blog about everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stole Onglai's file and pencilbox recently. I was feeling super hyper la. So I hid her file on top of a drinks machine and her pencilbox in the lost and found. Hahaha. In the end, obviously, I had to go get it for her. When I got to the lost and found, something in the box caught my eye.... IT WAS MY EZ LINK CARD!!!! I was wondering how the heck it had gotten there when I remembered that it must have dropped out of my file where I had kept it because I was travelling to school in fbts which don't have pockets. :O It is such a coincidence la! So I must thank Onglai for letting me steal her stuff and putting it in the lost and found, because she saved me a lot of panic and trouble (if I had discovered that my ez link card was missing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today for active I ran for 40 MINUTES. I think I did 10 rounds, because I know I did the same number as Keith (my classmate) and he says he &lt;em&gt;thinks&lt;/em&gt; he did 10! LOL. I nearly died at the end okay! :( I had stupid stitches towards the end and therefore couldn't run fast enough. And because of that, BRYAN TAN WAS ABLE TO OVERTAKE MEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!! He was the ONLY person who did!!!!!! ARGH. Cos I was overtaking everyone one by one right. So I happened to glance back and I saw Bryan (who had taken the lead from the start) some distance behind me! I was like OH NO I CAN'T LET HIM OVERTAKE ME! (I'm competitive, get used to it) so I ran faster. Some time later I looked back and he was CLOSER. So I ran faster. This continued until he suddenly appeared beside me and I went NOOOOOO and immediately ran faster. Whereupon he caught up with me AGAIN and he told me that he wanted to keep pace with me. At first I heard RACE with me and I was like YOU WANT TO RACE?!?!?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Then I got tired and I realised that I was holding him back. I had no choice but to let him go :( OH WELL. I was so annoyed okay! Towards the end it started to RAIN. So I was sprinting the last part of the last round in the rainnnnnnn... I had to protect my mp3. Haha. I was so out of breath at the end that I felt like collapsing on the ground and sleeping for 10h. But instead I stood hunched over (you're not supposed to sit after a run) panting like some maniac. People kept coming over to ask if I was okay. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I went to the gym. 30 assisted pull ups &amp;amp; 30 assisted push ups. Plus 15min on the rowing machine. Then HOME :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY THERE WAS A SPOT CHECK!!!!!!!! :O When they announced it, everyone was freaking out, including me! I quickly undid my drawstring and stuffed my blouse into my skirt. And I pulled my skirt WAYY down. End result: I looked like a complete freaking nerd. Goshhh. Onglai didn't get caught cos she did the same thing. Maogao and Jeremy did though. For long hair. HAHAHAHAHA. So they were sent to the barbers and came back with brutally short hair. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and 1SC1 is the class with the HIGHEST COLLECTION for funorama coupons sales in the WHOLE SCHOOL :D:D:D When the announced it, Mr Sun told me to go up and receive the prize on behalf of the class because I was sitting right at the side :D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D So I got my 20 seconds of fame :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy KI even though it screws my mind :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So few people are going for cycle of hope! I think I might have to cancel :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND TODAY THE BUS TOOK 50 MINUTES TO COME. I was so totally annoyed la! (*&amp;amp;#)@*$&amp;amp;#)(%^)#&amp;amp;*@$%!!! -.- I have NO IDEA why it took so long pls. 50 MINUTES. NOT 15. 50 50 50 50 50 50!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is the end. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-2685644433097393210?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/2685644433097393210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=2685644433097393210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/2685644433097393210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/2685644433097393210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/02/okay-im-gonna-blog-about-random-events.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-4057787057727879513</id><published>2010-02-25T20:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T21:08:15.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>teacher: and what do you like to do, Benedict?&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: HE LIKES TO FLY KITE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Whole class: HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAROFL&lt;br /&gt;teacher: what?? IT'S A SKILL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. If you don't get it it's alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got 173rd position for X-country.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-4057787057727879513?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/4057787057727879513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=4057787057727879513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/4057787057727879513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/4057787057727879513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/02/teacher-and-what-do-you-like-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-8163201533923086680</id><published>2010-02-21T20:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T21:03:50.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahaha. Am I seriously THAT enthu? In almost every letter that my OG members wrote to me, the words "enthusiastic" and "crazy" are present! o.O And I always thought I was a bit quiet during orientation... Hmm. Some of them even said i'm the MOST enthusiastic! o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHH I need a collegiate URGENTLY. Dark blue! Cos I'm ushering tmr! D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Okay I got someone to lend me one. Ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to spend more time on my guitar:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND MY TUTORIALS. AHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye people :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-8163201533923086680?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/8163201533923086680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=8163201533923086680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/8163201533923086680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/8163201533923086680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/02/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-750698351177571432</id><published>2010-02-19T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T22:28:51.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The last few days have been fun/tiring! There's wayyy too much to write here in such a short period of time (cos my mum is already nagging) so as much as I would REALLY like to write everything here, I can't :( sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Some of the highlights. I now know TWO PEOPLE called Keith Tan. One is my OGL, the other is my classmate. Like SERIOUSLY -.- So even if someone says Keith, I'll be like, which Keith?! and they'll say Keith Tan! and I'll go, WHICH KEITH TAN?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha. Okay i'm being really random. I feel like doing mass danceeeee. Very fun! I'm addicted to the song :) Whenever I hear the song I can do the dance in my head! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO LISTEN. Dirty pop by NSYNC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-750698351177571432?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/750698351177571432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=750698351177571432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/750698351177571432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/750698351177571432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/02/last-few-days-have-been-funtiring.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-573959356604220287</id><published>2010-02-17T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T22:33:55.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was epic! SUPER COOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you finish reading this post you'll realise that I should actually be hanging my head in shame. But then again. you should know me by now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to school extra early today because AMUNET was supposed to meet at 7 to exchange Vday gifts. So I came early, Majia came on time, Colin was 1 min late and the rest were EVEN LATER. As a result, we were still busy exchanging stuff when it was 7.20. Some student council member came and told us to start making our way to the hall. So we packed up and practically strolled to the hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were at the staircase, I heard Keith talking to Jeremy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith: The whole OG can be late together!&lt;br /&gt;Me: *turns around to give him a weird stare*&lt;br /&gt;Keith: Why you give me that stare ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he randomly asked if I was wearing my specs (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the second floor I saw people running towards the hall while others were still strolling. I was like, why are there people running????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I soon found out why. The doors were closing! D; So, obviously, we were stuck outside. A few guys made it in though. Tim, Colin, Weihong, Kah Hong etc. But Jaslyn, Keith, Jeremy, Shimin, Majia, Lovin, Elyssa and Joanne (can't rmb who else) were still stuck outside with me! HAHA! Super funny. I was very amused. Hahahahahaha. And Keith was muttering random things under his breath. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to sms Mr Sun to tell him I was actually in school, but stuck outside. I made it sound really dramatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm stuck outside! They won't let me in:( sau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. Then there was this teacher walking about and staring at our skirt lengths. At first she glanced at mine and moved off. Then when she went a second round she said mine was too short and I had to go to the toilet to make adjust it. When I walked past her she told me to tuck in my shirt properly as it looked disgusting -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, when I came back out I looked so nerdy because I had purposely pulled my skirt as low as it could go. Hahahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-573959356604220287?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/573959356604220287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=573959356604220287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/573959356604220287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/573959356604220287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/02/today-was-epic-super-cool-after-you.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-3401493651612417315</id><published>2010-02-14T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T22:11:03.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Continuing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vday is the same every year... Cos nothing happens! Lol. But ah well. I have so many bffs it doesn't really matter :D I gave Onglai and XT hand-knitted bracelets which bear the letters BFF on them. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-that was my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in my cousins' house now. And they're watching me type this! They're supposed to be asleep but my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very fierce&lt;/span&gt; uncle is currently in his room dunno doing what. So when he comes out and starts making a song and dance about why they are all very naughty to still be awake at this time, they'll scamper off to bed like rabbits :) anyway it's not that late. It's only 10pm! D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. I drank so many sugary drinks today :( And I didn't go to the gym! :(:(:( Poor me :'( Stupid la, I forgot to bring my health pills to KL so now I don't have them with me. UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My specs are irritating the bridge of my nose. I miss music :( I should go borrow someone's iPod, seriously. HAHA. I left my mp3 at my grandmother's house (i'm at my uncle's house now, you see.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my sister comes to see what everyone's gathering at the computer for. SHEESH. Doesn't anyone here have any privacy?! They're like, moths attracted to light or something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-that was my sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously -.- Now I forgot what I wanted to say! Hmmmmm......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I feel like doing the mass dance now. I love the song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now everyone is here -.- I think I should go now. Later people scold... BYE :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-3401493651612417315?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/3401493651612417315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=3401493651612417315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/3401493651612417315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/3401493651612417315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/02/continuing.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-8096923482016386372</id><published>2010-02-14T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T21:08:42.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today... The all important day... CNY/Vday/Total defence (is it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering the fact that today is supposedly very important, I couldn't help but feel a bit of a letdown... No extravagantly huge angpows, no glamorous and passionate professions of love (not that I would necessarily want that) and no wailing sirens. Although maybe I can't hear any sirens because I'M IN KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I guess I should thank God that I haven't had any accidents with peanuts today. Normally I'd be breaking out in hives or something because somebody forgot to warn me that there are peanuts or something. Still remember that famous time when I was young, I ate some cereal and suddenly got this really itchy feeling in my throat. That's usually a danger sign telling me that I've accidentally ingested peanuts. Well, it turns out that the container which the cereal came from had previously contained peanuts. Which goes to show how violently allergic I am to peanuts. I vomited. Ugh. Anyway that happened a long time ago. For those of you who still don't know what I'm talking about, I HAVE PEANUT ALLERGY :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes, I know it's very sad and I'm missing out on all the wonderful food which contains peanuts... Well I don't think I'll ever know the true taste of peanuts because to me peanuts just taste really stingy and horrible because my mouth has an immediate reaction to it. And the smell seriously makes me wrinkle my nose in disgust. It kinda burns my nose. So I've never actually tasted food with peanuts. Which makes all the missing out easier to bear. since I don't really know what I'm missing out on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to say about Vday. Simply because nothing happened -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-8096923482016386372?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/8096923482016386372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=8096923482016386372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/8096923482016386372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/8096923482016386372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/02/today_14.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-5592160756648792137</id><published>2010-02-10T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T22:36:22.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today....Enjoyable! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought fake teeth to school today and I was wearing them in the morning and scaring everyone! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today during assembly (i think his name is Bryan) sat next to me and I didn't know his name at first because he has a TWIN. AND I CAN'T TELL THEM APART. So I asked what his name was and he said Gary =.= But I obviously knew that it wasn't. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KI was....cheem again. As usual. It has gotten me thinking though. What makes a person happy? I really want to know more! Can't wait till the next KI class :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that... GYM :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously beginning to love the gym la. Super fun:) Esp when you have nothing to do for 2h! Whoooo. Onglai came with me but abandoned me suddenly :( Then Jeremy and Timothy came but they kept daoing me. Then Colin came and the 3 of them were acting really weird. Like seriously -.- Dunno why everyone's being so dao today! In the morning Jeremy was ignoring Onglai and I, and Tim was practically blind when I walked past him. And I didn't even see WeiHong at all. -.- GUYS.... Grrr. &lt;em&gt;SO &lt;/em&gt;weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway they also abandoned me at 11.10 because they had dunno what H1 class. Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths was so ridiculous! Firstly her pronounciation was best described as average, and secondly she can't really explain stuff -.- I had to get the guy beside me to explain, and then I had to explain it to Avanti! Tsk. It's not really that hard if you can explain it properly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Chem, Bryan/Keith (coudn't tell who) randomly told me that he saw me in the gym. Which is weird because I didn't see him. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hockey tryouts today. It's not as fun as floorball :( But i guess if i really can't get anything else then hockey it shall be... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steffi lost her wallet! Luckily she found it in the end though. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-5592160756648792137?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/5592160756648792137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=5592160756648792137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/5592160756648792137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/5592160756648792137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/02/today.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-1066119674136418357</id><published>2010-02-08T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T19:21:30.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was quite cool... :) My form class is okay la. LOL. SCONE - the best class in the science stream. I'm so honoured :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-1066119674136418357?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/1066119674136418357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=1066119674136418357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/1066119674136418357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/1066119674136418357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/02/today-was-quite-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-1436861788683588388</id><published>2010-02-07T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T21:40:08.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woah. The last few days have been TIRING! Orientation in AC is really fun :) We ended school really early on thursday, so I went with Mill to orchard road. I had to print photos of my OG mates and I cos I was gonna write on the back of the photo and give it to them :) Helped Mill get her AC uniform altered :) Hmmmm then when I got home it was still earlier than the time I usually get home! D; This just shows how late we ended on the other days. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as usual I overestimated myself. I thought I'd be able to finish writing notes to everyone by like, 10-11pm, and instead I ended up finishing at 1am... Ah well. But it was worth it to see everyone looking happy the next day when I gave out the photos :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY!!! The morning was boring TTM! Talk after talk after talk... So I decided to break the monotony by smsing AMUNET :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: AMUNET! I'm so super bored:( let's all go toilet together lol. This guy is seriously boring:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later when the talk ended, another one began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: WHAT THE... I thought it had ended!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the guy was saying something about we must move with the cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: AMUNET! We don't have to move with the cheese, cuz we are moving with the chocolate! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yes it's random, i know :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN i got really bored. So I looked to see who was sitting at the centre of the row...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Everyone let's all stare at Colin! Zzz nothing better to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE RESULT WAS HILARIOUS! Suddenly Tim turned to stare at Colin, then WeiHong and Jeremy, (from what I could see) and he was soooo confused! (I didn't send him that sms) Finally someone told him that I had told everyone to stare at him! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then our level head was saying something about us being good friends if we wake them up when they're asleep in a lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: POKE. Walke up! :) i'm being a good friend and waking you guys up. Lalalala... Anyone hungry? Let's eat SALLY! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sally is someone in my group)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that we had lunch and I was playing the scissors paper stone slap game with Colin. The one where you hold your opponent's hand as if you're about to shake it. Then if you win, you slap his hand, if you lose he slaps your hand. So I won the first time. And at first he didn't dare slap my hand very hard until I said "you slap like a girl!" and slapped him SUPER hard. Then he was like, REVENGE!!!!!!!! and played properly........until his friends walked past and scolded him for bullying a girl XD Kym said it was more like I was bullying him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the bleachers to prepare the OGLs' cards. The girls' cards totally owned the guys' cards! :D Although Jeremy's cards were quite nice la. QUITE. Mine nicer! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skip to when we were all gathering at concourse area, waiting for Yingting etc to come down. Suddenly we realised that the cards were in plain view, so we were scrambling to cover them with our bags! Yingting came at the same time the guys came back from the toilet, so they needed to access their bags. I had to lie down in a super seductive pose to block the cards from view and Yingting was like, "Why are you lying like that???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unable to think of a proper answer, I said, "TO SEDUCE YOU:D"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy wanted to go hide the cards/take a picture of them, so he asked me to go take Yingting away. So, with absolutely no idea what I was going to do, I just told her to follow me because I had something to do. LUCKILY I thought of an excuse in time - I left my bottle in the LT! (But actually I hadn't) So when I got to the LT, Majia, Shimin and KahHong were still inside listening to the rest of the science lecture (which i left halfway) so I walked up to them and borrowed Majia's bottle! Luckily, Yingting didn't realise that it wasn't mine. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we got back to the concourse and we were discussing where to go. When we finally decided, we were completely clueless as to how we were gonna transport the cards to the cafe without YT seeing! So everyone was acting VERY suspiciously, especially the girls! Finally we left Kym, Wei En, Valerie, Lovin, Elyssa, Joanne and Zakiah behind because they had decided to "take a taxi" instead of bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way out of school, Zakiah suddenly came running up to us and whispered something to WeiHong. I was somewhere further back so I was quite surprised when WeiHong pulled me away from the group and asked if I had the glue. In order not to seem suspicious, I said loudly, "OH YEAH, ZAKIAH YOU LEFT YOUR EZ LINK CARD WITH ME!" whereupon I proceeded hastily to sneak the glue into her hands XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, during this whole time, YT was getting reallyyy suspicious, so the guys decided to sabo Colin and tell her that Colin was secretly dating someone from our OG. And that girl had to stay back and prepare something. LOL. YT was bugging us constantly to tell her who it was and finally I took her aside and asked her what school Colin was from. And which schoolgirls do guys from his school always date? Well, she figured it out :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm at the restaurant the guys were HILARIOUS. They were playing some card game when suddenly KH and dunno who LUNGED for the card pile and in the process knocked over a drink. Then everyone at their table was scrambling to clear up and a basket of onion rings was knocked over! HAHAHA. Super pro la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then... there was that incident in the bathroom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was time to leave we coudn't find enough cabs so my mum picked the rest of us up. It was mainly the guys+Wan Yu and I. Since the guys were having their guy talk while waiting, Wanyu and I decided to have girl talk. So we were discussing which guys were hot and how dateable they were. LOL. I think they knew something was up because we kept staring at them and giggling. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAMPFIRE WAS AWESOME! ESP THE TRAIN! It was basically music blaring and everyone dancing and running around! We were forming trains and rushing headlong all over the place but I kept getting separated from my OG mates. Like some lost sheep. GOSH. But I did have a good time screaming out lyrics at the top of my lungs while prancing about! :D I really wish i could do it again! :s The hall became unbearably stuffy, so I went with Mill to the canteen to get a drink of water. When we went back they were just finishing the school song so I went back to my OG. We did a few more school cheers and I was screaming at the absolute top of my voice! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighh and with that, orientation ended :( I had to go soon after cos my parents had arrived. Hmph. The rest got to hang out in the canteen luh. Pft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I composed a poem that night! Maybe I'll type it out here someday. For now, I gotta go back to facebook :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-1436861788683588388?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/1436861788683588388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=1436861788683588388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/1436861788683588388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/1436861788683588388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/02/woah.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-4871304814524155513</id><published>2010-01-30T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T19:03:13.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AMUNET ROCKS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my OG! :D Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-4871304814524155513?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/4871304814524155513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=4871304814524155513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/4871304814524155513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/4871304814524155513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/01/amunet-rocks-d-i-love-my-og-d-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-8061221308371516023</id><published>2010-01-28T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T21:39:27.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TODAY WAS SO TIRING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talks from 7.30 ALL THE WAY TO 11+!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are trying to kill us. I know they are! ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my OG is cool. And the games are fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how tmr turns out. I'm super exhausted. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-8061221308371516023?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/8061221308371516023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=8061221308371516023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/8061221308371516023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/8061221308371516023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/01/today-was-so-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-93725320729221099</id><published>2010-01-27T12:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T12:27:51.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got into ACJC! :) Haha. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I gotta report to ACJC at 7.20am tmr. Oh well. I wonder how the ACJC uniform will feel like. Shirt and skirt... And we have to tuck in :( I hate tucking in shirts. Makes me look bulky and unnatural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for dance lesson yesterday! It has become really really fun! And the best thing is, it's in the morning so there aren't any teens, other than me. The rest of the people are housewives, which is good because adults are less judgemental than teens. Esp girls. Gosh. The dances are really fun, and I'm practically grinning throughout. Unlike my first few lessons, when my face was screwed up in concentration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now I'll have to go for the evening dance lessons. Since I have school in the morning :( I know, it's so annoying. The evening classes will probably have more teenagers. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my dance instructor is super buff! I can actually see his muscles la. Diao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry!!!!!!! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andd I have no idea what I'm gonna do for the rest of the day. Hmm. Okay I'm going to watch Top Gun now. Bye people :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-93725320729221099?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/93725320729221099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=93725320729221099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/93725320729221099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/93725320729221099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-got-into-acjc-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-8128328054581375187</id><published>2010-01-24T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T23:12:27.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lol. I've been at so many outings lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outings with Jedidah/Chandini, Isabel/Xiaoming, Jia/Limrui/Mak/Onglai/Xiaoting, ACJC open house with many people, GB friends etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm going out again tmr! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K gonna sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't expect regular posts people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-8128328054581375187?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/8128328054581375187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=8128328054581375187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/8128328054581375187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/8128328054581375187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/01/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-7351137464202827346</id><published>2010-01-13T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T20:18:05.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Results were supposed to come out at 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2pm: Some announcement about MGS Youth&lt;br /&gt;2.05: Some announcement about JAE exercise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By then we're all like -.- so when Mrs Ong came up she said, "hello everyone. I'm here today to talk about...." Then she paused. And I was like, "What, talk about her life is it??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the best thing happened: The laptop refused to work -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite disappointed that I wasn't called on stage. Haiz. I really should have tried better for my physics. I guess I took it a bit too lightly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway if you want to know what I got, just email/sms me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-7351137464202827346?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/7351137464202827346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=7351137464202827346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/7351137464202827346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/7351137464202827346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/01/results-were-supposed-to-come-out-at.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-1530515277991003822</id><published>2010-01-05T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T20:58:30.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes yes yes I know this blog is dead. Sorry, I didn't feel like posting... :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the rest of O levels went fine. A few papers were hard and tricky. I realise that when you have unrealistic expectations of yourself, you're just setting yourself up to fail! For example, I was really really hoping to get full marks for my Bio MCQ. I was so stressed up about it that I was reaching hysteria. After the exam I let Ms Ng check my paper and found that i had gotten 38/40. Imagine my disappointment. I know this sounds really shallow but even when I found out that others had only gotten 32, 33, etc, I was still upset because&lt;em&gt; i had not completed my own personal goal.&lt;/em&gt; Ah well. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had Charlie outing on the 2nd Jan! It was soooo fun, although life has its surprises now and then... I bet that Horny Kok wore a Man U jersey JUST TO ANNOY ME -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IT WORKED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stupidest thing was, I DON'T EVEN HAVE A CHELSEA JERSEY ARRRRRGHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm saving up for one. ^.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had dinner and for some reason I vomited after dinner. :( I just suddenly had a huge stomach ache and then I felt nauseous so I decided not to prolong the inevitable and vomited. It's quite interesting to see what food looks like from the stomach! Hahahahaha. I could taste the hydrochloric acid! Gosh then after that I was fearing for my teeth as the acid would be wearing down the enamel. So I quickly went to brush my teeth as toothpaste is alkaline and will neutralise the acid. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Wounds have opened up. Wounds I thought were permanently sealed. Turns out they had just been pushed back to make way for more pressing events. Like O levels. And now they're open again, and there's nothing to shift my focus again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-1530515277991003822?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/1530515277991003822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=1530515277991003822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/1530515277991003822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/1530515277991003822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2010/01/yes-yes-yes-i-know-this-blog-is-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-7305289553712178711</id><published>2009-11-10T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T22:14:37.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My job is done, my duty is over. Bye ppl"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAhahahahahahahahah very hilarious LOL. Typical...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese is finally over. I'm not taking it in JC even if i fail. I don't care. Try and MAKE me ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-7305289553712178711?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/7305289553712178711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=7305289553712178711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/7305289553712178711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/7305289553712178711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/11/lol-my-job-is-done-my-duty-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-2119985619257410709</id><published>2009-11-04T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T22:02:54.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"We are not bound by the laws of this school"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my famous phrase now. Came up with it on 19 Nov. :D Hahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are going fine... A few of the papers were hard. I had fun doing geog paper 1 though. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH results show. BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-2119985619257410709?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/2119985619257410709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=2119985619257410709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/2119985619257410709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/2119985619257410709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/11/we-are-not-bound-by-laws-of-this-school.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-5934689765523166833</id><published>2009-10-29T21:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T21:39:16.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha. I walk into the exam hall everyday with a huge smile on my face. Oh, and I grin throughout the papers too! LOL. I just get very happy when I solve questions I guess... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-5934689765523166833?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/5934689765523166833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=5934689765523166833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/5934689765523166833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/5934689765523166833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/10/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-3539198296541873327</id><published>2009-10-26T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T22:00:23.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was the first day of O's! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compo was very enjoyable! For letter writing I spent a LOT of time deciding whether to use FORMAL format or INFORMAL format. (letter writing) It was so annoying! But I got through just fine. Threw in a few nonsense words to wow the examiner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the enjoyable part was writing my free writing section. I chose the question "write about a time when an attempt to help resulted in unexpected consequences for the helper". So my storyline was thus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I was in an unshakeably good mood that Saturday&lt;br /&gt;2) I had eggs, bacon, toast and orange juice for breakfast (I said that just to connect with my dear examiners hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;3) I decided to go to the park&lt;br /&gt;4) I was humming tunelessly to myself and cheerfully greeting everyone&lt;br /&gt;5) Suddenly I saw a hulking giant of a boy walking down the pavement towards me&lt;br /&gt;6) I immediately shied to the side&lt;br /&gt;7) This was the leader of the "motorbike gang" that regularly hung out in the neighbourhood&lt;br /&gt;8) His name was CLARENCE KOK (I'm serious)&lt;br /&gt;9) He is well known for his unpredictable fury&lt;br /&gt;10) I continue to the park&lt;br /&gt;11) At the entrance, I see this heavily tattooed girl with piercings all over&lt;br /&gt;12) Her ankle is grotesquely twisted&lt;br /&gt;13) Because of my exceptionally good mood, I decide to help her&lt;br /&gt;14) We are walking along when suddenly someone punches me&lt;br /&gt;15) Ooops forgot to mention that I'm a muscular, tall boy of 18&lt;br /&gt;16) Apparently the girl's boyfriend thought I was "messing with his girl"&lt;br /&gt;17) The boyfriend is.... you guessed it&lt;br /&gt;18) Which is why I almost get beaten up&lt;br /&gt;19) Luckily he calms down and his minions let me go&lt;br /&gt;20) Which is why, ma'am, I cannot help you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHA. I was laughing sooooo much as I was writing this! The examiner who was walking past turned around to stare at me -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-3539198296541873327?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/3539198296541873327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=3539198296541873327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/3539198296541873327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/3539198296541873327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-was-first-day-of-os-compo-was.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-377548943964052625</id><published>2009-10-23T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T22:29:54.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm doing fine thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the O's to arrive! It's been long overdue -.- we should have taken it so long ago. Now all we're doing is WAIT.... I'm kinda looking forward to it, in a way... I'm gonna meet this challenge face on! :D I'm gonna DEMOLISH THE PAPERS!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha yesterday Mrs Chan gave us brownies and barley water! :) And today, Ms Ho gave us coffee flavoured biscuits and pizza. The teachers are spoiling us, honestly. But I don't mind. Not at all :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition tomorrow! Thank goodness the essay I have to memorise is really short:) Else I'll just die :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHELSEA 4 ATLETICO MADRID 0!!! I'm so happy:D The first thing I did when I got up yesterday was check the score on my phone. Then I went down and announced it. And my mum thought I stayed up till 4 to watch the match-.- Like hello the latest time I will start watching a match is 11-1130 maybe? Definitely won't stay up till 2am la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEEEEEE Singapore Idol just gets better and better! But what's annoying me is that all the females are getting out and the guys are staying when obviously the females are better... Haha yes I'm sexist. LOL! NO la I'm just stating facts. I mean, SOMEbody ought to have long gone now, but because he has such a HUGE fan base, namely his schoolmates/ family/ cousins/ relatives etc, he KEEPS GETTING INTO THE NEXT ROUND-.- -.- -.- seriously....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, everyone, SUPPORT TABITHA NAUSER!!!!.......who happens to look a lot like Francel....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the best singer in the competition! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. SG idol, 8pm on wed. Go watch if you have time :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-377548943964052625?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/377548943964052625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=377548943964052625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/377548943964052625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/377548943964052625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-doing-fine-thanks.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-6374256724539014927</id><published>2009-10-22T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T22:09:01.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn, well, I never thought it'd end this way. But whatever floats your boat man, because sorry don't cut it. Not at all. Yet it's not like I can forgive you because you didn't do anything wrong. So now I'm in the wrong because I'm upset. Thanks a lot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just so easy for you huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lamentations aside, I must say that 4O's form teachers are really the best! Yesterday Mrs Chan bought us sushi rolls because she thought we were studying very hard (which we were)! It was soooo nice of her! Then after that Mr Lim came out and gave us A WHOLE BOX OF GUYLIAN CHOCOLATES!!!! D; and one grape each. Hahaha. And then later he gave us a packet of chips:) Like seriously, both of them are sooo nice:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-6374256724539014927?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/6374256724539014927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=6374256724539014927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/6374256724539014927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/6374256724539014927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/10/damn-well-i-never-thought-itd-end-this.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-9088226319199049057</id><published>2009-10-16T21:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T23:14:03.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOL! Today was hilarious! :D Last day of school = GO CRAZY DAY!!!! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a bit late today because during breakfast I was reading the newspaper and got carried away. And on the way to school I meet Klarissa Khor and Jac! LOL! I thought Klarissa was always early-.- But it turns out that there was a politically sensitive issue brewing. Hmm and when we got to school there was prayer meeting and I prayed that we'd all demolish the paper! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then during assembly we sang REALLY LOUDLY! Especially the school song. And we greeted really loudly too :D Then after assembly we decided to hold hands and walk back to class, greeting any teacher in sight very loudly. The greeting stopped after a while cos it was really kinda weird but the rest was quite fun! Then we had eng for like, 20 mins before Ms Chuah gave up her lesson for Mrs Chan cos she wanted to talk to us. And Mrs Chan gave quite a touching speech and then gave us this heart pendant with our name engraved on it! So sweet.... :)And it was so funny cos she left Jo's pendant in the bag and so she finished calling everyone except Jo. And when she said 'okay that's all!' Jo looked so shocked and sad. And I was like oh nooo. So I raised my hand and told her that Jo didn't get it and Mrs Chan quickly found hers and hugged Jo to reassure her that she had not been forgotten. For some reason I found that strangely touching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went off to the com lab. When we passed the lockers people started taking out cameras. I asked Klarissa (prefect) if she would book me if i took out my phone and she said no. Then I got so happy and told Eva but she said NO. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did some survey thing in the com lab, and I finished my survey earlier. Then I found the Barbie Girl song on the computer terminal and started blasting the song and singing to it! HAHA! By this time most of the class had left, so only people like Xiaoting, Ong, Eva Klarissa Jia etc were left. And they were exasperated :D But Ms Kek came out and scolded us cos she was trying to mark papers. Hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still singing as we walked out. As we passed 4E on the way back to class we saw Mr Lim teaching 4E! So we started waving at him from outside and he took forever to see us and wave back -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back to class. And this is where we really went crazy. &lt;u&gt;there was no teacher in class.&lt;/u&gt; First we did the hokey pokey, led by Gerou and Klarissa. That boosted our adrenaline levels. Then we moved on to flea fly mosquito/motor car. Then we went REALLY crazy and started putting our arms around each others' shoulders in a circle and DANCING AROUND THE CLASSROOM singing john jacob. It was so totally funny my face was screwed up with laughter. Then we did thousand legged worm! Around the class again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some smart girl suggested doing what our class does best: mass evacuations to the toilet! So we all held hands, and marched out of class singing the school song! Everyone thought we were crazy la! Then we dawdled outside the class for a while and then went back to class! And Ms Ng was there and so we had bio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onglai had her phone so I was playing with it during Bio. Then I found the camera! I took a picture of Ms Ng and then the phone made this VERY LOUD "TSHCHIK" SOUND. Onglai and I were like OH GOSH but strangely enough, no one seemed to hear. Then I was trying to switch off the sound but ended up taking more photos instead -.- So finally it was recess. We decided to eat as a class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved many tables together and sat around and someone brought out a cake because it was Jo's birthday. Then we sang again because it was Fern's birthday. Then Ho. Then Tongli. And dunno who else. Then Gerou wanted to sing for the whole 4o but Eva stopped her HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was a lot of leftover cake and so we played scissors paper stone/some other game to see who would eat one slice. I ended up eating 3 :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After recess we had our baccalaureate service in the chapel:) During worship Ms Ho sounded rather fierce! Haha I didn't notice until afterwards Mill said that she sounded like she was going to war! LOL! Eva was supposed to lead in the school song but she didn't even know! Until she saw "MISS Eva Cheung" in the programme booklet -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They gave us calendars! With each class having one month :) 4o is on the March page. The calendar is really nice but Mr Lim for some reason wasn't there-.- Hahahha. He said it would help us to remember the person who's not there (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had phototaking after the service! I kept yelling for everyone to take a long time (there was still chinese afterwards).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: Take a long time! Don't hurry!&lt;br /&gt;eva: sauyee shuddup!&lt;br /&gt;me: Take....20 photos! 20 20 20!!!&lt;br /&gt;eva: SAUYEE!&lt;br /&gt;gerou: eh take it at the side of the chapel k?&lt;br /&gt;someone else: no la take it outside!&lt;br /&gt;me: Take very long to decide! Take very very long!&lt;br /&gt;eva: HAIYA SHUSH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. So we took the pictures and after that gerou wanted to take a Snew '16 photo (our project work group in sec 1) and nobody had a camera so we borrowed onglai's phone and luckily gerou didn't book:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we went back to class. I couldn't concentrate anyway. I was using Onglai's phone again. Messing around. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Chinese I made a video for Onglai (farewell kinda thing, you know?) and then she left. Klarissa Mak Jia and Limrui were going to the parents' corner so I followed them! I drank soya milk :D it was surprisingly nice. Then we were trying to aim the empty carton drinks at the bin XD I was the first to get mine in! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I saw Jo and I kept doing the nobody dance for her. Hahahaha don't ask me why it was just very random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to class, did a bit of work then went for project care but we were seriously stuffed. After eating AGAIN we were EVEN MORE STUFFED -.- So stuffed that Klarissa and I fell asleep. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I think that was the end of an epic day. Oh, I used my phone in class to blast music. Heh. We can break the rules all we want with no one to book us cos school is officially over for us! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hahahahahaha I give you a LAME chop! :D&lt;br /&gt;Mak: Haiyo so lame -.-&lt;br /&gt;Me: Duhh it's LAME CHOP! :D&lt;br /&gt;Mak: Okay la! Give me a lame chop!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Alright. I CHOP your leg and you become LAME! HAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;Everyone: -_____________- "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers everyone! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-9088226319199049057?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/9088226319199049057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=9088226319199049057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/9088226319199049057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/9088226319199049057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/10/lol-today-was-hilarious-d-last-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-5890345266382442156</id><published>2009-10-11T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T21:03:17.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh oh oh how was i supposed to know that you were oh oh over me? I think that I should go. Something's telling me to leave but i won't, cos i'm damned if i do ya, damned if i don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha i love this song! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And somebody has been taking me for granted. :( And like an idiot i keep giving because I really do ________. When will it all end...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-5890345266382442156?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/5890345266382442156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=5890345266382442156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/5890345266382442156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/5890345266382442156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-oh-oh-how-was-i-supposed-to-know.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-1807455103654155555</id><published>2009-10-03T20:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T20:31:58.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Battered, Bloodied, Burnt,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I still carry on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much of it inside me, yet I have hardly anyone to give it to. It's turning inside and killing me. Either that, or random bursts come out at the most unexpected moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's just how things will be whenever you go into your cave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I'm an extreme optimist. Unrealistically optimistic. So if i went away for good you wouldn't care?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-1807455103654155555?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/1807455103654155555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=1807455103654155555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/1807455103654155555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/1807455103654155555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/10/battered-bloodied-burnt-yet-i-still.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-3749088527735151253</id><published>2009-10-01T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T22:16:12.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHA. Last few days have been a scream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On tues (or was it mon??) we had a maths mock test. I was sooo prepared you know? I got my maths set etc. So I happily went into the room to do the paper. At question 2, I suddenly realised I FORGOT MY CALCULATOR-.- of all things to forget! -.- Haha so I was like WTHHHH and almost gave up on my paper. I was like UGH don't wanna do anymore. So I just put down my pen and sulked for a while. Then I attempted the paper again. But almost everything needed calculation. So I kept skipping questions until my maths teacher walked past and I told her and she helped me borrow a calculator:) Haha. Xiang forgot her ruler eraser and formula sheet-.- So she was borrowing from me during exam la! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've gone a bit crazy! Last Friday I drew a huge phone on the board and went "EVA! I'M USING HANDPHONE IN CLASS!!! AHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm then yesterday I was really tired, so when I got home I didn't eat dinner. I just showered, did QT and went straight to sleep. Heh. I slept for 10h! And it was so effective because I was very awake today:) Anyway today was very enjoyable:) In the morning during assembly Klarissa and I greeted the speaker loudly as usual. Today was different cos my class was right in front of the podium since the Primary school wasn't here. So when we greeted loudly, Mrs Goh was like, "I only hear this class greeting but I don't hear the rest of you! Let's try again!" (She was referring to my class, or rather, Klarissa and I) So she said good morning, and Klarissa and I were EVEN LOUDER! Then she said," You were louder but this class got even louder!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm then today in the Alumnae room we were all studying quietly when at about 6, Janelle came into the room all flustered and went to her friend and started &lt;em&gt;whispering&lt;/em&gt; excitedly about something. Everyone in the room could hear her-.- It was some scandalous news and immediately everyone perked up. When she got to the most scandalous part, Gerou, who was the most "serious" person in the room, looked so shocked that we started laughing! And from there it went on and on and we kept laughing like crazy people! Even Gerou! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. BYE:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-3749088527735151253?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/3749088527735151253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=3749088527735151253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/3749088527735151253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/3749088527735151253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/10/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-4085144366529259965</id><published>2009-09-24T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T20:51:20.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm. School has been tiring lately. I'm actually enjoying the studying in the afternoon though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't get how Mrs Lim can expect us to finish emath paper 1 in 1.5h!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian tomorrow got Chinese mock test. UGH. We only end school at 2.20! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today onglai limrui and i ordered pre-ink stamps! :) They are sooo cool. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been in an infalliable mood today. I was happy almost the whole day! Except mornings as usual... I seem to be VERY moody in the mornings although I think it's getting somewhat better... But today was so weird. Maybe I was just happy after doing productive studies:) Chem and Chinese and Emath! Wow not bad la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am obviously not a morning person at all. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who watched SG idol last night? IT WAS SO NICE:) Haha. and TABITHA LOOKS LIKE FRANCEL-.- LOL! I got a big shock la. Anyway I think she has the best vocals out of all of them. Tabitha, I mean, not Francel. Hahahaha. Anyway it's kinda odd that Syltra got out because her voice was quite good what... Oh well I dunno. Actually all of them sounded good to me which shows that I can't really tell what is good singing and bad singing. Or maybe I'm just too used to bad singing hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-4085144366529259965?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/4085144366529259965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=4085144366529259965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/4085144366529259965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/4085144366529259965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/09/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-3267190941965163176</id><published>2009-09-14T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T22:11:21.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First day of school was super slack la pls-.- It's careers week! So no lessons. Instead we have to sit through a workshop the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay fine the workshops are quite interesting. And out of 3 classes the person chose ME to share my thoughts on my career path-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT LESSONS/STUDY SESSIONS :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh so annoying. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Plants vs. Zombies. Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-3267190941965163176?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/3267190941965163176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=3267190941965163176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/3267190941965163176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/3267190941965163176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-day-of-school-was-super-slack-la.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-126611698485557917</id><published>2009-09-12T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T21:42:39.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOL! why does the blogger homepage have a birthday cake on it-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. The weather has been super hot recently! And i'm even hotter:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, lemonade rocks :D Dunno how my mum can make it so nice. But then again, somehow everyone's mum can make one special thing or another. Like my friend's mum makes bread. Coloured bread. And pizza! ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww Francel I miss you too! How have you been doing recently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this blog is dead. I have a stomach ache!!!!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay it's gone. Yes yes i know i'm weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for school to reopen already!!!! HURRY. I can't wait for o levels anymore. It's taking too freaking long. Actually I can't wait for O's because I can't till after O's. Hahahaha. Makes sense? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I think I really have to study, just that I dunno how best to... Sigh. I'm very sure my way of studying now is ineffective. Kinda annoys me. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone want to be kind and help me? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk Naomi Ng. You will regret this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-126611698485557917?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/126611698485557917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=126611698485557917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/126611698485557917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/126611698485557917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/09/lol-why-does-blogger-homepage-have.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-8291118330150278316</id><published>2009-09-07T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T21:45:46.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ugh. One after another they come hounding me like mosquitoes after blood. And it doesn't even stop there. Holidays come and everyone cuts contact with me like what is your problem people. Money getting in the way of compassion, goal orientated, unwillingness to help, lunch with manners (okay maybe that isn't so bad), wanting to talk so much but i have NOTHING TO SAY. UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is when the rubberband stretches again. I'm going crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-8291118330150278316?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/8291118330150278316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=8291118330150278316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/8291118330150278316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/8291118330150278316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/09/ugh.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-9134834683056981344</id><published>2009-09-06T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T22:43:24.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The facebook Stalkerlist is INACCURATE! How can i be stalking sooo many people?!!??!?!?! I know I stalk one person but 5???? 7?????? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh I'm sick! Got some flu. Body aching the whole day and I've slept so much... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay nothing else to say. Hmm let's post pictures :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_42w_mUP-RZc/SqPFn34RUbI/AAAAAAAAAq4/h101DlwQqvc/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378359668816040370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_42w_mUP-RZc/SqPFn34RUbI/AAAAAAAAAq4/h101DlwQqvc/s400/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retarded....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_42w_mUP-RZc/SqPFnp3nYDI/AAAAAAAAAqw/B91d2DWUSZA/s1600-h/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378359665055195186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_42w_mUP-RZc/SqPFnp3nYDI/AAAAAAAAAqw/B91d2DWUSZA/s400/21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might actually pass off as sweet here... O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42w_mUP-RZc/SqPFnDYulaI/AAAAAAAAAqo/e47WijdT44Y/s1600-h/46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378359654725096866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42w_mUP-RZc/SqPFnDYulaI/AAAAAAAAAqo/e47WijdT44Y/s400/46.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha my hair was much shorter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_42w_mUP-RZc/SqPFmmaTOPI/AAAAAAAAAqg/9ALZWW30lwk/s1600-h/55.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378359646947064050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_42w_mUP-RZc/SqPFmmaTOPI/AAAAAAAAAqg/9ALZWW30lwk/s400/55.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm normal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_42w_mUP-RZc/SqPFmfCrSqI/AAAAAAAAAqY/g5I_rnmczT4/s1600-h/30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378359644968929954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_42w_mUP-RZc/SqPFmfCrSqI/AAAAAAAAAqY/g5I_rnmczT4/s400/30.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retarded face. Hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are pictures of long ago... Sigh. Those were the days... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-9134834683056981344?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/9134834683056981344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=9134834683056981344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/9134834683056981344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/9134834683056981344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/09/hahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_42w_mUP-RZc/SqPFn34RUbI/AAAAAAAAAq4/h101DlwQqvc/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16724664.post-1065755783490146502</id><published>2009-09-05T15:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T16:18:57.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42w_mUP-RZc/SqIS-ds-Q0I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/nePsIwDWuQ0/s1600-h/P1040644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377881769368240962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_42w_mUP-RZc/SqIS-ds-Q0I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/nePsIwDWuQ0/s400/P1040644.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha i can barely rmb the days when i had no fringe.. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-1065755783490146502?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/1065755783490146502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=1065755783490146502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/1065755783490146502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/1065755783490146502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/09/hahaha-i-can-barely-rmb-days-when-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_42w_mUP-RZc/SqIS-ds-Q0I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/nePsIwDWuQ0/s72-c/P1040644.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16724664.post-5630556702944355350</id><published>2009-09-02T22:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T22:34:58.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is full of choices. It is inevitable that we will have to make choices between right and wrong sooner or later. Making choices is like choosing which path to go down, only you can't go back once you've made it. The path you've chosen could be smooth, bumpy, thorny, almost impossible. But all you have to remember is that God will always be with you, carrying you through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no use crying over spilt milk. If you do make a wrong choice, endure the consequences that come with it and move on. Would you rather stay among thorns, or move on to the smoother road? It's not the end of the world if you do make a wrong choice. Jesus died on the cross for our sins. No matter what, our sins are forgiven. God will still love us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn from your mistakes and don't choose the same path again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I........ am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above passage was meant for both me and you. I wrote it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-5630556702944355350?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/5630556702944355350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=5630556702944355350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/5630556702944355350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/5630556702944355350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/09/life-is-full-of-choices.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-4237323591595202906</id><published>2009-08-18T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T21:00:58.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's paper was relatively good.. which means paper 2 will be very hard! AHHHH! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Today I was giggling to myself like some weirdo and I saw Mr Lim and started giggling even more cos I had to greet him.. It was sooo weird la. I think he thought I was weird -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like writing an expositary essay for some reason now -.-&lt;br /&gt; CONCENTRATE ON CHEM SAU!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basic oxides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love electrolysis! I think it's cos the class test totally boosted my confidence.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how small things can make you feel sooo good sometimes... Just one word can make me super happy! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. Facebook rocks la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to Tanya can be soo fun sometimes! LOL! We move seamlessly from topic to topic.. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. This morning something really cool happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before assembly, I was just letting my mind wander as usual. Then suddenly I thought about this verse Psalms 119:11 I have hidden Your word in my heart, that I might not sin against You. It is one of the verses I remember because in &lt;u&gt;Sec 1&lt;/u&gt; for badgework cos we did retarded stuff to memorise it. Yup. So I went to Amanda's class and commented on how I could still remember the verse and how it had randomly popped into my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During assembly devotions, Mrs Phua was speaking and for once I was listening and guess what? SHE SAID THE EXACT SAME VERSE! Like wow. Out of the thousands of verses in the Bible, she picks one right out of my mind. SO COOL!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And God answered my prayer today.. :D heh. PRAISE THE LORD!! :D&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/16724664-4237323591595202906?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/4237323591595202906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=4237323591595202906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/4237323591595202906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/4237323591595202906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/08/todays-paper-was-relatively-good.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-5689486141564965677</id><published>2009-08-17T12:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T13:37:02.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARGH. I wish I wasn't so impatient.. I can't even wait for all this to end! Oh well. At least I'm enjoying PART of it.... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the school library now and the sec ones are VERY VERY VERY ANNOYING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, they take all the chairs and sit at one computer terminal and leave the rest of the computer terminals chairless. So I'm standing up and typing now. SUPER ANNOYING la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, they're cursing and swearing like it's something really cool to do. Plus they're acting like an inferior version of drama kids. I can't wait for them to get lost. Which is probably in like, 40 mins.. SIGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY ARE SO NOISY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I was quiet in Sec 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only know 3 decent people from sec 1. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Hopefull they'll grow up. Like, now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's amath was okay. It was better than paper 1! In paper 1 i lost about 30 marks, but in paper 2 i lost only 20+ marks :) This is just an estimate though. Heh. Although I was having some kinda flu today. I was sneezing and sniffing throughout the exam :( I hope I didn't bother anyone too much. Then again, everyone's probably concentrating too hard to pay attention anyway. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sec ones are still not gone yet. HURRY LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Mrs Soo just walked past. Some seem to be leaving.. Hmm. Wait. I think all of them are leaving. Are they? ARE THEY? YESSSSSSSSSSSS THEY ARE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh. Why are they still here???? GO! SHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurry hurry hurry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya now all of them converge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh phew they're finally gone. YESSSS :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally:) Okay back to facebook :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-5689486141564965677?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/5689486141564965677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=5689486141564965677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/5689486141564965677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/5689486141564965677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/08/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-8923357672203353673</id><published>2009-08-14T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T22:03:12.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2/10 people tagged... LOL. shall wait then. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been feeling kinda down today. Feels like... I dunno.. I mean, I enjoy the exams and everything, but sometimes when it's really just too hard then I get tired of it and don't feel like continuing. So even though it's enjoyable, it can be draining too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, my friends have been nothing but totally supportive :) Thanks everyone ... :) You were there when I was down and didn't get disgusted by my total nonsense:) Thanks soooo much:)&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/16724664-8923357672203353673?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/8923357672203353673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=8923357672203353673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/8923357672203353673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/8923357672203353673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/08/210-people-tagged.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-6746585683538685135</id><published>2009-08-12T20:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T20:58:32.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If 10 different people tag on my blog, i'll post a picture of myself with bangs here :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-6746585683538685135?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/6746585683538685135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=6746585683538685135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/6746585683538685135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/6746585683538685135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-10-different-people-tag-on-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-9092221618692597930</id><published>2009-08-11T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T21:10:58.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:D&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHARLIE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ONE YEAR OLD:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome people.. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have suddenly gotten very interested in amath. Something is seriously wrong with me -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops. Forgot to charge mp3 -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What on earth is my nail clipper doing here?! Oh I forgot to bring it upstairs -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh there's nothing really to blog-.- Hahaha. Nevermind then. I shall stop here :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-9092221618692597930?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/9092221618692597930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=9092221618692597930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/9092221618692597930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/9092221618692597930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/08/d-happy-birthday-charlie-one-year.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-6685500676167403095</id><published>2009-08-04T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T21:07:00.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was surprisingly okay even though i slept later than usual last night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORNING!&lt;br /&gt;I forgot that there was prayer mtg again!!!! :( I keep missing it lar. Twice cos I forgot and once cos it was founder's day and I had to rush off to get ready. Sigh... But we've gone back to assembly in the quad FINALLY. I thought we were gonna have to stay stuck in class during our last year in mg... :( Thankfully we aren't. Haha. I sing louder when we're in the quad:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First lesson... SS... Our group got chosen to do something on SS Chp 4 - Conflicts in sri lanka and northern ireland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amath... Hmm i can't rmb what i did. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English.. Rather rowdy as usual. I paid attention at first but then SUDDENLY Ms Chuah started going on about all sorts of clauses - independent, dependent, minor, major etc. and i was like WTH?! I don't actually bother to learn about this la.. My english is good enough:D (seriously) Like, would you actually write a sentence "In addition to having a good time." ??? You'd continue the sentence right.. So... She spent half an hour on it!!!!! D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess! OOH. I can now toss food up and catch it in my mouth!! IT'S SO SUPER COOL!!! :D:D:D My success rate may be low, but i'm improving :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geog... Forgot to bring TYS AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHYSICS! Even though it was 1h20min I still enjoyed it cos Mr Lim can really explain stuff well! :) AND AT THE END OF THE LESSON...&lt;br /&gt;I dared GuiGeRou to do the nobody dance in front of Mr Lim! LOL. It was soooo hilarious that the whole class was SO noisy as everyone was laughing. Some people who went to the toilet (as usual) missed it thought. IT WAS SO HILARIOUS LA! HAHAHAHHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem - We had an MCQ mock. I got 29/40 -.- some of the mistakes were careless and others were very confusing.. Since Mrs Chow wasn't here, we were all asking each other how to do the questions. Shows that our class is very able to help each other! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. That's my great day. hahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-6685500676167403095?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/6685500676167403095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=6685500676167403095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/6685500676167403095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/6685500676167403095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-was-surprisingly-okay-even-though.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-825741961990303284</id><published>2009-07-30T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T17:04:09.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i realise i haven't blogged about founders' day parade yet! heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was RAINING. And I was frekaing out cos I thought parade would be cancelled :( But thankfully the rain stopped and parade continued :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was interesting anyway. I sounded weird to myself! Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the whole parade went without a hitch. The VVIP spoke to me! She asked me which coy of GB this was. Then she also talked to Kelley. Asking her how she was etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm during the service, NICOLE THIO UNZIPPED MY UNIFORM.. (There's a zip on the left side of the frock) And I was like WTH?! and proceeded to unbuttom her uniform. I only succeeded in pulling out her tie though. We looked really wrong. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was sec 4 farewell which although informal, was really awesome:D I'll get my juniors presents as soon as i find the time to ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-825741961990303284?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/825741961990303284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=825741961990303284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/825741961990303284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/825741961990303284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-realise-i-havent-blogged-about.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-6208594980455584792</id><published>2009-07-28T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T21:21:38.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We have a new amath teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISS YANG...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT Miss Lyn Yang&lt;br /&gt;NOT Miss Lya Yang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right, you heard correctly. THE THIRD SISTER IS HERE!!!! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shocking news. She won't tell us her name, but I already know what it is.. Nava(my senior) told me a while back. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So firstly, when she's walking to class, XT and I are behind her. I tell XT that SHE LOOKS LIKE MISS YANG (my capt).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she walks into class, she tells us that her name is Miss Yang. The class goes into an uproar. At first I hear wrongly: Miss Xiang (?!?! ... imagine xiang being a teacher)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ask if she's the Yangs' sister. She neither confirms nor denies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the lesson goes on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes are the same&lt;br /&gt;Ears are the same&lt;br /&gt;Hair is the same&lt;br /&gt;Smile is the same&lt;br /&gt;The way she patted Gerou on the back is the same&lt;br /&gt;The way she leaned on the table is the same&lt;br /&gt;The way she HAS to know some names (esp gerou's) is the same&lt;br /&gt;The way she looks back at the board (sort of like, lean forward, flip your hair and look back)&lt;br /&gt;Attitude is the same (I'm awesome, listen to me)&lt;br /&gt;Her mannerisms are the same&lt;br /&gt;Her accent is the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just that she's much younger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the lesson progresses, as usual GGR makes all sorts of silly statements. Xiang and Klarissa join in by going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. The conclusion drawn is that she is The Third Yang Sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, she is YOUNG too. (yang, young, geddit?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to the school library tomorrow. join me if you want :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-6208594980455584792?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/6208594980455584792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=6208594980455584792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/6208594980455584792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/6208594980455584792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-have-new-amath-teacher.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-6037656598988267787</id><published>2009-07-26T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T18:14:44.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9JS0wiPKYLA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9JS0wiPKYLA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At The Beginning. It's such a nice song :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-6037656598988267787?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/6037656598988267787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=6037656598988267787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/6037656598988267787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/6037656598988267787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/07/at-beginning.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-1165088292112536945</id><published>2009-07-20T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T22:32:42.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHEE:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, now everytime I see the word organism, I see something else. Sigh. Don't try to figure it out if you don't get it. It just means your mind is pure :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. Today was fine... I fell asleep on the teacher's table at 4+ after school cos I was so tired.. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. gotta go. BYE :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW IS FULL DRESS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-1165088292112536945?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/1165088292112536945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=1165088292112536945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/1165088292112536945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/1165088292112536945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/07/wheed-you-know-what-now-everytime-i-see.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-456436968850006487</id><published>2009-07-19T11:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T12:04:37.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hehehe:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was super tiring la! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning! Physics SPA! I wasn't even sure if the exam was at 8 or 830 la! So I got up extra early, and went back to sleep, then got up, then brushed my teeth and went back to sleep AGAIN. Note: This means that I hardly studied, as the previous night, I had tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FINALLY when I got up, I went to school and I was feeling FINE. Healthy as a horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to school and it turns out I was very early. Haha. At the exam hall, there were SO MANY PEOPLE WHO WERE LATE, INCLUDING HEADPREFECT EVA CHEUNG! :O and guigerou the prefect. HAHA. there were like, 5-6 prefects who were late tsk and I was early ok! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the exam was damn easy and I was having fun doing it. We're supposed to plan an experiment. Must write the Aim, Apparatus, Variables, Diagram, Procedure and Table. WHOO! Well halfway while writing the procedure, I suddenly had a really bad stomach ache and I have no idea why because I wasn't even nervous or anything. Then it got soooo bad I had to go to the toilet. LOL. I practically ran there. Came back, and rushed to my seat. I smartly kicked my table accidentally and made everyone stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after the exam I wanted to go watch Harry Potter with ONGLAI:D&lt;br /&gt;First I went to her house to shower and then I had to borrow her clothes -.- I looked super weird la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. I know something interesting happened but I forgot what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Who cares. We went to watch HP and it was really cool:D Except that the movie missed out some parts and the plot wasn't really clear in some parts. But overall it gave me chills many times cos it was... COOL:D Lol. Limited vocab, sorry. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we parted ways and I went to BUGIS to meet my parents cos they were at the national library theatre watching a show. So I went to library and borrowed another Marian Keyes book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Actually I've read that book before. But I decided to read it again. Although this probably is the most boring one I've read so far. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. I've run outta things to say. Actually I want to go sleep now. Lol. Woke up early to go cycling! Soooo fun:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. BYE:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-456436968850006487?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/456436968850006487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=456436968850006487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/456436968850006487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/456436968850006487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/07/hehehe-yesterday-was-super-tiring-la.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-1838841851327855626</id><published>2009-07-16T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T21:16:51.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a great mood now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? We've been learning Reproduction In Humans for Bio now. Good grief... They showed us an animation of ... um... something becoming bigger... And seriously, it gets really sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Ng: Guys get erections for many reasons...&lt;br /&gt;Someone: Like what?&lt;br /&gt;Ms Ng: Um, like when they see some things, or think about some things, or when someone touches it... Um. Yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then people were getting really grossed out while I was just enjoying watching everybody's ADVERSE reactions to the lessons.. HAHAHHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only bad thing that's happening now is that I can't look at guys straight anymore -.- Not even my physics teacher! I must like, CONTROL my eyes la.... Gosh. I hope this goes away soon. I can't be avoiding looking at guys for the rest of my life. HAHAHAHHAHAHHAAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Enough horniness. HAH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-1838841851327855626?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/1838841851327855626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=1838841851327855626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/1838841851327855626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/1838841851327855626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/07/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-4312310689110302301</id><published>2009-07-15T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T22:37:24.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh. Wow. PBB results have been pushed to Monday because Grace is on MC and apparently Miss Yang NEEDS to tell us all together. Thanks. Now I can't enjoy the weekend at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I would have anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure my annoyance isn't only due to the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO SCREAM. NOW. NOW NOW NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-4312310689110302301?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/4312310689110302301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=4312310689110302301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/4312310689110302301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/4312310689110302301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-4440735713587181355</id><published>2009-07-15T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T22:06:58.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Grrr... ARRRRRRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;Being Parade Commander is hard.&lt;br /&gt;Workload is increasing&lt;br /&gt;PBB results out tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;English Prelim Oral Exam tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Tuition on Friday&lt;br /&gt;PHYSICS SPA on saturday&lt;br /&gt;Somebody's suddenly becoming distant again&lt;br /&gt;I'm becoming neurotic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SOUND PATHETIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.... When will O levels be over...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-4440735713587181355?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/4440735713587181355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=4440735713587181355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/4440735713587181355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/4440735713587181355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/07/grrr.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-6336940391832651238</id><published>2009-07-12T17:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T18:16:08.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOVE SAY IT AGAIN! :D By Marie Digby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it again for me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I love the way it feels&lt;br /&gt;When you are telling me that I'm&lt;br /&gt;The only one who blows your mind&lt;br /&gt;Say it again for me&lt;br /&gt;It's like the whole world stops to listen&lt;br /&gt;When you tell me you're in love&lt;br /&gt;Say it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is GB day! Which means that I have to go polish my boots and wear gbu tmr :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my squad is gonna do uniform check. Must be PERFECT. Or else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went shopping with xt and onglai for accessories for Founders Day Dinner. (is it even still on???) And I got a balloon on the way:D Then later when we went back to Onglai's father's car, I forgot that it was still attached to my bag. So I just hopped into the car and it got stuck outside. NOBODY noticed until we had driven out of the carpark and about to go onto the main road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis: Eh sauyee where's your balloon???&lt;br /&gt;me: *looks at the trailing line that leads to the car door&lt;br /&gt;Onglai: OH GOSH IT'S OUTSIDE THE CAR!&lt;br /&gt;xt: *opens the car door*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I got back was the thread because the balloon flew off -_- toot...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-6336940391832651238?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/6336940391832651238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=6336940391832651238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/6336940391832651238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/6336940391832651238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-love-say-it-again-d-by-marie-digby.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-3152026944174937727</id><published>2009-07-11T11:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T11:25:43.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another week has gone by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still enjoying school and that's great :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been another emotional rollercoaster for me. Kinda frustrating. Oh well :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been chosen to be parade commander for founder's day parade! :) Dream come true. I've &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; got the chance to do it. I'm thankful to my officers for choosing me and to God for letting me have this chance to be parade commander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and now we have to sit in single file in school due to H1N1 because our school already has one case - a scholar. Oh well. Hope she gets well soon :) Where on earth did she get it from anyway??? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diaoz. Nothing to say already.. Oh oh I like Desert Song :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-3152026944174937727?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/3152026944174937727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=3152026944174937727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/3152026944174937727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/3152026944174937727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-week-has-gone-by.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-4875488990948054799</id><published>2009-07-07T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T21:50:16.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoa... Somehow I think my prayers have been answered...! :O Somebody's finally doing his work... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-4875488990948054799?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/4875488990948054799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=4875488990948054799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/4875488990948054799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/4875488990948054799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/07/whoa.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-4063910725039717693</id><published>2009-07-01T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T22:12:26.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School has been really enjoyable:) I'm actually glad to be back in school. Heh. Although somehow I've been having mood swings :( Like one minute I'd be okay, next minute I could become SO angry.. I think I have some kinda Problem -.- and I know for sure it isn't because it's that time of the month...... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I've become obsessed with glitter glue! In case you still didn't know, I LOVE GLITTER:D:D:D Seriously! Give me anything glittery and I'll take it :D I'm kinda like a magpie that way, just that I don't go for shiny things as much... My friends seriously think I'm nuts -.- I've been decorating their thermometer cases with loads of glitter, and cos it takes a long time to dry, it gets everywhere. HAHA. But it really looks pretty:) I've put glitter on both my foolscap pad covers etc. WHEE:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dorothy, guess what mrs chow said -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M. C: Eh sauyee! I met your cousin the other day!&lt;br /&gt;me: O_O ??!?!?!??!?!?! (all my cousins are like, overseas except for 2)&lt;br /&gt;M.C: Ya! She said she was your cousin and I was like, HUH?! YOU ARE SAUYEE'S COUSIN?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Me: *finally realises* OHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;M.C: Yeah! And later I went to ask her, she said she wasn't your cousin -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHHAHA. I was super amused la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and people have been having very huge reactions to my new hairstyle. LOL. When I walked into class, there was this SILENCE... then everyone went WOAHHHHHH.... Then Klarissa went a bit crazy and tried to touch my fringe. Then Mrs Chan said I looked nice. Then later some sec 4 GB girls were really surprised and Charlotte burst out laughing. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Naomi was so shocked that her mouth was open for quite long... Laoshi said I looked like some person from a period drama (is that what you call it?) Tanya said OOOOH YOU LOOK SO CUTE! Hmm and so did Francel when I webcammed with her. LOL. I forgot who else had funny reactions but overall it was super amusing la. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Back to my math. My teacher is beginning to scold alr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-4063910725039717693?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/4063910725039717693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=4063910725039717693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/4063910725039717693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/4063910725039717693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/07/school-has-been-really-enjoyable-im.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-16724664.post-616815425599666734</id><published>2009-06-28T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T22:28:03.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like vomiting now.&lt;br /&gt;And this has nothing to do with school reopening tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. Ever been caught in a situation where you suddenly don't know what's going on, don't know how to help, don't know what to do, and find yourself doing something that would only make yourself feel worse in an attempt to help? Yeah, that's how I feel like now. Suddenly everything feels unfamiliar and there seems to be totally no logic to it. Sucks huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know how I'm gonna survive or anything, but right now i've decided to draw my strength from God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16724664-616815425599666734?l=tsoisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/feeds/616815425599666734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16724664&amp;postID=616815425599666734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/616815425599666734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16724664/posts/default/616815425599666734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsoisy.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-feel-like-vomiting-now.html' title=''/><author><name>glitz_girl93</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15174233608544130142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
