<?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-11001629</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:57:50.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gillian's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>89</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-7543245735730186614</id><published>2008-03-01T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:59:24.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess friday was the last day we could officially put on our cedar uniforms. we wanted to take a cedar/vjc batch photo but when mr seet saw the wave of blue walking back to the hall he screamed "you better go for class now or i'll catch all the cedar girls ah!" or something along those lines. ses said that she started picturing our class in vj uniforms because she couldnt sleep. haha and apparently i'd look dull. and i think the vj uniform looks so much better with the tie on! i mean friday is tie day but pshh, in cedar, everyday is tie day! haha i read something somewhere where this lady said "Men tie a little noose around their necks.. what a clever way to start the day." whatever man. or woman. haha oh man, my sense of humour is becoming worse and worse.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172985893241517650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46E9Q1E2MV8/R8ojQyLEdlI/AAAAAAAAACw/jL3wk73uS9Q/s200/IMG_2758.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172985884651583042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46E9Q1E2MV8/R8ojQSLEdkI/AAAAAAAAACo/g_eeywI5Z48/s200/IMG_2752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;i think we look better in blue. haha im going to miss my nice big shirt. haha the sizes get bigger as we get older huh. my sister thinks that i'd look like a nurse in the vj uniform. whatever i dont believe her. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;right now, i'm really happy with the new 08a12, still the same old people with a few new (and crazy) additions. except eugenia's missing and i really miss her but i bet she's having fun ogling at the acs boys. she says the younger ones are more good looking. haha darn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and VJCSB! thank goodness i decided to join band again. i guess it was partly because of phy- cos i dont think i would have even gone for the first prac if it wasnt for her. and the people are exciting and funny. i still remember meeting alyssa on the first band prac and we were both reluctant to join band but look where it got us. i think its real fun having band practice with the J1s. i guess its cos we get to bond more and go for mass dance and lunch afterwards. haha after practice, we went to join the SCs and CTs for mass dance. they looked quite scary from far cos everyone knew the steps and they were all so coordinated. but heck, we just ran to the back and turned the mass dance into a mess dance. haha bad humour again. esp the 'i want you' dance. alyssa was laughing at people dancing. but really, they looked quite funny. the best part was there was some guy with a video cam recording the whole dance. HAHA SHOOT. we probably spoilt the whole video and ruined our reputation for the next two years. but heck right? &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/11001629-7543245735730186614?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/7543245735730186614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=7543245735730186614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/7543245735730186614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/7543245735730186614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-guess-friday-was-last-day-we-could.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_46E9Q1E2MV8/R8ojQyLEdlI/AAAAAAAAACw/jL3wk73uS9Q/s72-c/IMG_2758.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-3877671311484170478</id><published>2008-02-10T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:59:26.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SEVENTEEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;it's a sunday night and i'm feeling horrible about having lessons after 5 days of non stop fun and gambling. but happy cos ManU(re) just lost to City 2-1 and i dont think i have the guts to watch Liverpool have a go at Chelsea so hello blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;oh yes and HAPPY NEW YEAR GUYS!! this year was really good but i dont i feel that same sense of celebration or excitement as i used to when i was a kid. same with christmas and easter. not sure why though, since we do the same things and see the same people every year. and oh, i turned seventeen on tuesday!! 17's not much of a significant number though. there's sweet 16, legal 18 and R21. but not 17, its just, you know, 17. so i wasnt really looking forward to it, i think its best to have your birthday in the mid year- that way you're more prepared. HAHA for what im not too sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so i'd like to say a big THANK YOU to everyone that remembered or wished me or are asking me why the heck i didnt reply when they sent me a birthday message at midnight. eh, i was sleeping. haha what? it was a school night and i was lazy. my sister almost murdered me cos the phone was vibrating so violently. so here goes: THANK YOU-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;jialing- haha you were the first if you dont count my mum who wished me at 9pm before she knocked out. and YA, we've been friends for 10 years! haha makes us sound really old huh. our brownie days, prancing around that darned toadstool. haha kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;jiang- who still called me her baobei. haha miss you and its too bad you had to work when we went to mr sng's house cos i bet you'd have scared the 2 dogs while playing foozeball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;jessie- haha okay your msg was HILARIOUS. i quote thee "pls dont be so blur and prepare your ezlink card before you reach the mrt station" HAHA THANKS AH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;lichu and wanning- I MISS YOU GIRLS!!! yes, we need to have a ldrs outing soon soon soon. its been way too long. i want to laugh at cihui's "she's having a fit!!" saga again. it never gets old man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;yanying- my hougang buddy!! haha we live so near but i havent seen you for so long. haha and how's your man? haha have fun in aj! i know you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;kathleen kong- !!!!!!! where have you been?!! you run off with eve and neglect us already isit?! haha oh or is it your eye candy? HAHA we're all jealous cos kath has a romantic love story in sa but we all dont. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;okay right now i have to say that all the above was written ages ago and currently its the 23 of feb and Arsenal just equalised. DARN and the goalkeeper just mouthed the words "effing hell man" in slow mo. HAHA my sentiments exactly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and my wonderful thank you speech continues-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;dorita- thanks for calling me!! haha i think i havent spoken to you in 4 years and you still remembered! exciting stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;saxes- thanks for the cake! and thanks ah jing wen, for starting the cake fight. haha we had to mop up the canteen floor when the others were having assembly. aw man, i'll miss jingwen and jiaying alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46E9Q1E2MV8/R8BELv7bhFI/AAAAAAAAACY/P6PQuo8kp-I/s1600-h/recess+gang.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170207340856312914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46E9Q1E2MV8/R8BELv7bhFI/AAAAAAAAACY/P6PQuo8kp-I/s200/recess+gang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;08a12- yes, thanks for singing my birthday song 6 six times in 2 different lectures. haha mr khoo made me answer a history question. he went " sorry gillian, but it has to be you" haha and right away, the people around me started giving me the answers. and to debs and sarahs for the donuts and the "ice cream". and sarah and eugenia for the humiliation. haha nah, i felt the love alright. haha vj's cool cos people just start wishing you and singing birthday songs for you in front of the drinks stall. thank you! and eh, who are you again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;eug and sarah made me wear that around school HAHA and i did. i cant believe it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46E9Q1E2MV8/R8A35_7bg-I/AAAAAAAAABg/yvvpqkVmItE/s1600-h/recess+gang+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170193841774101474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46E9Q1E2MV8/R8A35_7bg-I/AAAAAAAAABg/yvvpqkVmItE/s200/recess+gang+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46E9Q1E2MV8/R8A4n_7bg_I/AAAAAAAAABo/r3MHvI73PoQ/s1600-h/new+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170194632048083954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px" height="169" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_46E9Q1E2MV8/R8A4n_7bg_I/AAAAAAAAABo/r3MHvI73PoQ/s200/new+009.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;B+B Recess Gang- yay, thanks for coming all the way down from school. peirong is hopeless at surprising people but its alright, the cake made up for it. haha they were so sweet. they got me a cake from awfully chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;4c- for the fish&amp;amp;co. birthday dinner. me and xinying were so clueless we didnt realise they were giving us a surprise. haha good job man. thanks for the cake and presents! and jiang and jessie chose a bikini for me. haha i said "what in the world am i going to with this piece of cloth and string?" jiang- "frame it up!" haha okay. and i have so many pomegranate body shop prducts now. my sis says maybe it because im smelly. whatever, siblings never tell the truth anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;oh and jiang smashed whipped cream in my face! and yanying made it better by putting some in my eye. haha oh yes, we were all amused by the fish&amp;amp;co birthday song. "where do you wanna go? FISH&amp;amp;CO!" haha they made us stand on the chair holding a stupid sparkler. haha i could see sylvianne taking pleasure in our humiliation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46E9Q1E2MV8/R8A62f7bhAI/AAAAAAAAABw/zJnNnxd2cr4/s1600-h/new+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170197080179442690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" height="96" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_46E9Q1E2MV8/R8A62f7bhAI/AAAAAAAAABw/zJnNnxd2cr4/s200/new+025.jpg" width="171" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and THIS is my birthday present from my godpa. and its GORGEOUS i got bored during history lecture and made one little girl happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_46E9Q1E2MV8/R8A2EP7bg8I/AAAAAAAAABQ/l1Vfv4DKj70/s1600-h/recess+gang+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170191818844505026" style="WIDTH: 136px; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and we had a leaders outing! we missed thilanga, zhiyin and JESSICA. it was good food (we went to coffee club!) and happy days again. i miss csb- we shall have one more outing when jess comes back from the US. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;its half time and liverpool is in the lead so for now, im real happy &lt;/span&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/11001629-3877671311484170478?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/3877671311484170478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=3877671311484170478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/3877671311484170478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/3877671311484170478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2008/02/seventeen.html' title='SEVENTEEN'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_46E9Q1E2MV8/R8BELv7bhFI/AAAAAAAAACY/P6PQuo8kp-I/s72-c/recess+gang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-3989109295885861124</id><published>2008-02-04T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:59:26.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CYCO JTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46E9Q1E2MV8/R6cnqSsl8OI/AAAAAAAAABI/essgPL8hjDg/s1600-h/jts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163139105330426082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46E9Q1E2MV8/R6cnqSsl8OI/AAAAAAAAABI/essgPL8hjDg/s320/jts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THAT'S THE CYCO JTS MAN&lt;br /&gt;haha with 6 js and one ass. haha well, we started talking really loudly till the waiteress had to come shut us up. haha the food was good but the company was better. they started talking about people from school and at times, being mean and funny at the same time. weian ordered wine just cos he was legal. but it tasted like ribena and water and alcohol man. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;then when i was stuffed full of chicken and potatoes, we went to eat katong laksa and ordered ONE fabulous bowl of laksa when there were 7 of us there. oh, and 2 lime juices- dont forget that.&lt;br /&gt;then we walked a longgggg way to cafe cartel for cakes. haha. on the way, i got suan-ed real bad. basil told a really long joke that i got lost halfway. something about red and green trucks that i didnt quite catch. and they started substituting the word bimbo with my name and told bimbo jokes. DAMN i have never been called a bimbo before and i have a brain somewhere alright. haha yes, somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes! i cant wait to see jer, minghui and peiying perform during CNY. haha im all set&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-3989109295885861124?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/3989109295885861124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=3989109295885861124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/3989109295885861124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/3989109295885861124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2008/02/cyco-jts.html' title='CYCO JTS'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_46E9Q1E2MV8/R6cnqSsl8OI/AAAAAAAAABI/essgPL8hjDg/s72-c/jts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-2727003128063126929</id><published>2008-01-28T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T06:47:59.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>o level results</title><content type='html'>hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the big Os have finally come and gone and i'm still feeling the effects of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;backtrack to thursday, or D DAY or doomsday as many others have put it. met up with the whole bunch of girls in blue from 4C (yeah!!). the whole of ppmacs was packed with Cedarians- which were obviously talking and eating real loudly- its our nature, what can i say? thats the way ppmacs used to be anyway. haha i always remembered us going there to eat and discuss about some nonsense and looking at ah lians from random (meaning not cedar) schools make use of the foggy/misty windows to show the world how proficient they can be in the one language they excel in. read- vulgar. we also mixed up chilli, milo, mayo, icecream to make a special concoction that only a starving person or moron would dare to taste. once again, showing why home econs was my worst subject at one point.&lt;br /&gt;occasionally you know, we upgrade to T3 cube. HAHA yes, all the magazines, internet and crayons. mostly with kath, meng, vicky, yanying, xinying and gang to chill. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on, we went back to cedar to inhale the 'new school' smell. HAHA we went MAAAD i tell you, running around as screaming at the teachers as though hey were superstars. and priya got sabo-ed by Mdm Lum!! haha she made priya tell the whole sec 4 class to study hard and do better than us. haha MALU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, so in the end i got a wonderful nine. thinking about it now, its alright for me i guess. but i was bawling when i received the results though. haha my sister tried cheering me up by telling me other people's scores from her school. and i was crying on the line saying "i dont care about them man!!" haha poor eric. haha i wont go into that anymore. 9 pointers gang. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 4C went for dinner at Fish and Co. alright!! only a rocking class can go out after crying so much. haha. we get over things fast huh. haha dinner was great but we had to shout cos there was this guy singing on stage. when he went of key, mr sng's eyebrows rose. HAHA well, we all have different reactions to bad singing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-2727003128063126929?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/2727003128063126929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=2727003128063126929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/2727003128063126929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/2727003128063126929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2008/01/o-level-results.html' title='o level results'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-4517226533626442607</id><published>2008-01-28T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T07:08:06.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hullo.&lt;br /&gt;IM KELLY!&lt;br /&gt;how exciting.&lt;br /&gt;im blogging on gillians blog! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;i cant say stupid stuff. cause its HER BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;i helped her make that nice tagboard, but i think this set of colours look the best so im not changing them (haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so outdated ok.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt realise shes using the new blogskin setter thing.&lt;br /&gt;so cool, HAHAHAH i didnt even knw it existed.&lt;br /&gt;ok i shant come and qiang her feng tou anymore.&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE GILLIANS FRIENDS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-4517226533626442607?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/4517226533626442607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=4517226533626442607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/4517226533626442607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/4517226533626442607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2008/01/hullo.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-1444566896576903636</id><published>2008-01-22T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:59:26.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>vjc orientation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CY CY SAI SAI SAI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;orientation was probably manymany weeks ago but you know, my time moves slower than yours. and i'm really not consistent with updating. took half a year to upload photos onto the net. HAHA at least it got done in the end right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;im in cyrus cyco! with the most enthusiastic see hwee. haha i was so relieved when she was in my sub group. felt like NCO all over again didnt it? haha she bullying me and me lying to her that i was a ballerina (which she believed cos she's nice and i did a twirly-like movement) HAHA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;our OGLs were wei an, phy, alex and cheryl. and the psychos were cihui, minghui, pu en, jonathan, basil, jingying, ming de, yu hang, bethany, thomas, meng tian, wei jian, terence... ah eh, i cant do this without leaving anyone out. i havent memorised anything since amaths formulae and chemistry rubbish. sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;day one of orientation was alright. a little too high for me i have to admit. haha being a cedarian and everything, you'd think that you could match their level of enthusiasm but NO. haha it's not easy to switch camps so quickly. one moment its WE ARE THE GIRLS and CEDAR SOLID, the next it's YO VJC. haha okay so now i know the hand sign stands for the cheer. during the NSSN concert, when they sang the school song and did the 'i love you' sign, i was like "wow, they really loved their school that much huh" HAHA now i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;of course the other days were better and fun(ner?) haha. warming up only takes a day i guess. i shall write about that later on. by feb, i promise. which is a special month anyway. HAHA NOT SO SUBTLE HINT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;meanwhile, feast your eyes on this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158319967582372162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46E9Q1E2MV8/R5YIrjmNQUI/AAAAAAAAABA/LUxPiRgxQjs/s320/08a12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;yay!! that's my class. or part of it at least. haha not everyone was present though. haha this was taken before we went for the One Life experience. it's this place near SMU that raises awareness about AIDs. i was negative by the way. haha and the dumbest thing happened to me. i got lost! haha shocker. sunmeng's probably shaking her head right now. the other time i smsed her for directions, she sent this heartless message. "gillian choo! you're the Singaporean!" haha thanks ah. okay so the AIDs thing was meant to be a meaningful journey/ process thing. and when i got lost i went oh crap, the place was smaller than my house for god's sake. haha but you know, stupidity knows no bounds. in the end, i gave up and asked the lady for help. she laughed at me! haha i dont blame her though. Cecil, the pink lady, couldnt stop laughing either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;my sister is desperately trying to learn chinese by watching the news. yeah, and we're both really lost. the only thing i understood was something about Disneyland which is trivial and practically useless. my sis gave up completely and started laughing at the newscaster's eyebrows. HAHA that's education for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;can't wait to see everyone again on thursday! but i have dental after the results though. im going there to cry if i do badly. see what the dentist'll do. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-1444566896576903636?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/1444566896576903636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=1444566896576903636' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/1444566896576903636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/1444566896576903636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2008/01/vjc-orientation.html' title='vjc orientation'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_46E9Q1E2MV8/R5YIrjmNQUI/AAAAAAAAABA/LUxPiRgxQjs/s72-c/08a12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-7414453974894766352</id><published>2008-01-10T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:59:26.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nov dec hols</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;hey everyone!! alright alright, i'm blogging. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its painful to hear kelly and the rest reciting the first few lines of my posts. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;weellll, hopefully everyone is enjoying their new schools and classes since orientation is over. cos on the first day i was asking around and everyone seemed to be not too happy. haha. i know how yall feel. but yesterday, i was talking to kelly and she was all 'tj is fun' and so is everyone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay back track to new years eve. we had a countdown party at syl's house! it was syl, me, kelly, jessie, xinying, jiang, jer and qianyi. we played pool, had a barbeque and did the whole 54321 happy new year thing. haha it was really fun though. ohoh, and there were these 2 kids that were playing with sparklers and xinying, the 6 year old kid trapped in a 16 year old girls body, wanted to play too. so when their parents went away (HAHA) we asked them nicely for some. haha the little boy was so cute- he wore a batman costume and tried to show off and played AEIOU. haha and afterwards when he ran off to his mum he ran back. and said 'when holiday time you all come here (the playground) and we play again okay. but i must finish my homework first.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha i swear xin&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46E9Q1E2MV8/R5YAqjmNQTI/AAAAAAAAAA4/cRJqIFizsFc/s1600-h/mind"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158311154309480754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="238" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_46E9Q1E2MV8/R5YAqjmNQTI/AAAAAAAAAA4/cRJqIFizsFc/s320/mind%27s+cafe+013.jpg" width="198" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ying had a crush on him. haha then jer turned to me and said ' we probably wont see him again'. it was sad but ya, give him a week and we'll be clean forgotten. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ohoh, and 4C went to Mind's Cafe! haha i was supposed to be Mr Sng'a and Ms Begum's birthday, but they couldnt make it. so we had cake for no reason. haha we were having fun playing retarded games and being crazy. haha me, vicky, shahini and varruna went shopping before that! feels great to be going out and having fun and spending all your money till you have none. haha we started playing the games and everytime, one of the staff would come over and say " sorry miss, but that's not how to play the game" HAHA embarrassing no? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and kelly, i know i sound pretty dumb in my older posts. haha as for the s2pid thing, that was a weak attempt to show my love and interest for maths. haha didnt convince anyone though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-7414453974894766352?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/7414453974894766352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=7414453974894766352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/7414453974894766352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/7414453974894766352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2008/01/nov-dec-hols.html' title='nov dec hols'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_46E9Q1E2MV8/R5YAqjmNQTI/AAAAAAAAAA4/cRJqIFizsFc/s72-c/mind%27s+cafe+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-7714628655479208151</id><published>2007-09-25T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T06:25:58.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;im blogging now cos frankly, i have nothing better to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;prelim results came out today and im a seven pointer(: haha, for one subject only. sort of expecting myself to fail chem but i didnt feel great when people everywhere were getting 90s and A1s. dang. how am i going to jump so many grades from now till the o's? haha miracles do happen right? right? haha guess not. maybe if i cant get a job or anything real to do for the first month i'll just go to some random jc to have fun. haha maybe. so there's still lit, emaths and physics left tomorrow. im banking on all 3 subjects so ya, no choice already. beggars cant be choosers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i really need some motivation right now. havent been studying for over a week. its time to take out the books and papers and feather dusters and mug. but i dont have the mood. haha just so you know, scary movie 4 is a lame show. couldnt get past half an hour of it. and i can stand watching alot of crappy shows. just ask vicky and gang. we watched in her shoes and we were all dying from boredom but no one said anything. till vicky said, okay can we go now? then we were all, YES! OKAY LETS GO haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;okayokay, just when i'm supposed to be studying about sustainable development and all that junk, i've been watching the VMAs the whole afternoon. and oh my, im swooning over chris brown. absolutely swooning. haha go check out his performance during the VMAs. im never deleting that reording. hahaa. after he danced and did his thing, all the rapper people were congratulating him and all that. juxtapose (haha) this with the reaction to britney spears performance. haha polite claps all around and then straight to commercials. haha poor lady. never wear a panty and bra set and fishnet stockings if you look worse than your backup dancers. haha. really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so go watch chris brown! haha there was a short part when rihanna came in and sang umbrella while he danced with one. haha. and the two little boys dancing with him were so adorable. those people are really grooming future heart breakers. haha. yayayayayayay. im going to watch videos! haha im think im going to fall for guys that can dance. haha or fall on them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;which ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-7714628655479208151?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/7714628655479208151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=7714628655479208151' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/7714628655479208151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/7714628655479208151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-blogging-now-cos-frankly-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-1392250074537531951</id><published>2007-09-20T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T02:39:09.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hey you all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;this time im making no guarantees that im going to be posting regularly. the last time i said i was back into the blog thing again, i didnt post for three months. haha anyway, i guess everyone in cedar already knows about the unfortunate incident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;when i knew about it, i didnt know how to react. she wasnt really close to me so i dont know what to feel. or what to say. there's been quite a few tragic happenings around, like the boy in my brother's school. and suddenly everything we cared about like prelims or studying and getting good grades, they all seem so trival. like it all doesnt matter anymore. i dont know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;guess we all have to appreciate the people around us a bit more. cos the next thing you know.. i definitely wont complain so much about anyone, especially teachers, so much now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i just hope not alot of people are too affected by it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;its been really long since i last blogged so im not sure what to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;haha more for later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-1392250074537531951?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/1392250074537531951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=1392250074537531951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/1392250074537531951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/1392250074537531951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2007/09/hey-you-all-this-time-im-making-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-560799573635906846</id><published>2007-06-08T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T09:29:51.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>june hols</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;im back in the blog thing now. i wish i can just talk and my words get typed out so i dont have to move my fingers. rar its been so long since i came online and even more since i dusted my books. haha. band leaders!! i need motivation. rar, no more stupid jokes, looking nerdy in front of teachers, hitting people who finished their amaths already or throwing hello panda into ice milo when it makes no difference- just the pattern come off only. haha STUDY STUDY STUDY ahh whats the point? i cant even pack my table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ok anyway, here's what i've been up to- in case i lose my memory and forget who my friends are. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the last day of school- we had a cake from chocz!! haha chocolate. yes. it sort of made us realize how little time we have left as a class in cedar. ya i know there's internet connecting and all but nothing beats acting like a turkey with germaine or irritating shahini or disturbing kathleen everyday. haha. ya, and just by turning around. easy peasy simple pimple. (haha jessica and hers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;OH then we had the macbeth play!! haha yes swoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha mrs rw asked us to "dress up" and apparently we were all looking rather "grown up" that day. haha. excuse me, im fully grown up already. HAHA better not be. anyway, as last min and dramatic as our class could be, (haha lit students.) we left central last and made our way there without any directions. abt 20 of us in our theatre clothes walked around, talking, taking pictures, talking..haha ok then we were late. panic. call, call, panic. then varruna's slipper broke. omg, it was so dramatic, she ran there with a long skirt and barefoot. haha if i wasnt with her i would have asked for her autograph. haha the show was alright. and after that we went to the riverside a to eat and talk somemore. haha the mouth is probably the most utilised part of the body. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;me, sunmeng, vicky and shan went out to but shahini's present then we saw so many weird things for the arts fest. in vivo there were ppl dressed up as the uncle sam guy and the london guards with big bushy hats. they waved to some little kid and he stared at them. poor guy. haha then we saw this 2 ladies in thick makeup and they were standing near the escalator. then we were all " who are they? isit the arts feat people? haha or are they deciding where to go next" haha turns out they were filming something. one lady was holing a magazing and when she opened it, it was empty- ya, prop la. haha. sunmeng was so amised "omg! its blank!!" haha people started staring. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;SHAHINI'S PARTY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;surprise actually. haha i'll upload the videos someday. before she came in we were all so excited. abit sad cos we're deprived of bday parties. there were those yummy delifrance salmon tuna things that pat would drool over. haha. omgomg we were all so jealous of her, forever 21, topshop, hmv, kino vouchers, an ipod (!!),  a thong and a whole lot of other things. haha.drool. haha. fun fun fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hwa chong concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;met peirong and soph at cafe cartel and tried to study. haha. for dunno how many hours. we improved out talking and bread cutting skills though. haha but i think soph failed miserably. haha had to ask pei how to do every qn for amaths.didnt get too far though. haha. then jialing the broccoli came and we all went to hwa chong. the concert was alright la but soph insulted me. HAHA miss b+b. haha sllepover man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so mrsng's wedding is tomorrow!! finally got a dress but i look lame in it. haha. never mind- the whole point is to look as ugly as possible so the bride can look pretty. haha. good luck mrs sng. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I LOVE HEROES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"i tried fighting the future but its too big for me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-560799573635906846?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/560799573635906846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=560799573635906846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/560799573635906846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/560799573635906846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2007/06/june-hols.html' title='june hols'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-1388488903688979477</id><published>2007-04-23T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T04:18:11.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>syf 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;SIGH&lt;br /&gt;thats the thing i've been doing so often these days. i know its over and i should be strong but when im having a good time i remember and sigh. there it goes again.&lt;br /&gt;syf is over and i told jessica afew weeks back that i'll post if we get gold. haha. i know people including myself say that syf aint everything but it sort of is. i feel. syf makes us strong, a common goal that we all work towards and like it or hate it, bands are judged based on that. well guess our next dm would not feel that out of place since so many bands got silver too huh. when i was at nco, ppl asked eh, cedar is a gold band right? haha i responded "ya, in 2007" then all we silver band dms would say alright next yr we all become gold band ah. really wanted the next dm to show off "haha we gold leh" yes little arrogant me. but ya, would have been nice.&lt;br /&gt;people said you guys are the batch to make it this year. my very pragmatic friend said if yr band get gold, its a team effort, if never, its the leaders fault. haha no hard feelings fom this band right. i hope no one is throwing darts at my face now. i was looking thru my old posts and guess what. i dont think i blogged any or many sad things. eg. syf 2005 is totally non existant. if people were judged based on their blogs, i'd have a happy crazy life. already do? haha&lt;br /&gt;isit me but after thursday i just felt really sian. who cares what other bands got. just give me my icecream and let me watch tv. haha. CSB 2007 IS SUPER DUPER. haha they can tolerate our lameness. haha the sometimes lousy motivation speeches (people retarded la, cant talk properly okay), we freeze together, bond together. haha the cold cold band room. i miss laughing at shivering ppl that are laughing at me. the lame jokes we make and ms sia and mr ong's bickering. they bicker while we try to determine their relationship. status: unknown HAHA syf has brought out the best and worst in all of us.&lt;br /&gt;well, now its over and ya, i guess im afraid. afraid i cant go back to the good old days and playing with the banders, afraid that i cant keep using band as a reason to run away from schoolwork, afraid i'd lose touch with people i see only during band, afraid i cant disturb the poor leaders after band but mostly afraid that without band i'm lost. argh is that loserish or what but what am i going to do on mon, tues, wed, thurs, fri? haha eat my moolah away, i know.  okay zhiyin, this was written on 16 april just so you know. but i accidentally saved it as a draft. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-1388488903688979477?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/1388488903688979477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=1388488903688979477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/1388488903688979477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/1388488903688979477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2007/04/syf-2007.html' title='syf 2007'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-8961155713483959510</id><published>2007-04-23T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T04:38:14.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sports day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay i shall blog because i dont want to integrate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ooh, sports day- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;here are the highlights-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*sunmeng and me cant cheer properly so we only shout the "tune" HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*took alot of lame pictures which may or may not see the computer screen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*oh, and found out that ppl cannot be more obvious when it comes to "secretly" taking pics of their ou xiang. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*realised that people actually do homework during sports day. seriously. i have no comment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*band people are so funny, if we had an inter CCA cheering com we'll always get top. oh oh oh csb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*the ole cheerleaders are super brave. if it were me, i think i'd just faint or pretend to. i got the video(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and HAPPY BIRTHDAY MADELINE. (ok, i know i owe you a present)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and I ATE MY FIRST SEOUL GARDEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yes sua ku i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha omg 17 of us went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ya, ok we made alot of noise and alot of weird tadpole egg ice kachang. plus all the chicken we burnt and what not. and i realised shahini cant cook cos all the oil splashes out. she says she'll use oil blotters to clean. HAHA we should have more class outings. talk and talk and eat and talk somemore. then i asked shan, sunm, shahini and germ to pose for a pic. haha took a video instead. haha shan's smile was plastered on the whole time. then mrsng joined in. and we got shushed somemore. i like seoulgarden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha had a funny leaders meeting today. kelly also wants to join band. HAHA reminicsing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;alright-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;till next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-8961155713483959510?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/8961155713483959510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=8961155713483959510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/8961155713483959510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/8961155713483959510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2007/04/sports-day.html' title='sports day'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-7134036714603907464</id><published>2007-03-16T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T09:21:13.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont know if its pms but i've been feeling high highs and low lows. argh im not on drugs or stuff. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;OHOH i made my new year resolution and ive totally blown it up. i was supposed to attend every comp, event, or party that ppl ask me out to. BUT i didnt go to kelly's com, isa'a birthday and lichu's concert. her big debut. sad okay. what if she becomes a huge star then i didnt go see how? haha argh. 'you're still young' my dad said. haiya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;well, anyway my family went to the beach yesterday. ya then my mum rented this 2 ppl bike. HAHA it looked ridiculous. then me and my brother tried riding it. haha omg so weird. then there was this place for riding ponies. so we rode the bikes ard for fun. halfway, we saw a pile of horse poo. haha without thinking we just rode past and there was this slope. haha while screaming down it, then we saw that there was a rope at the end. HAHA so we unglamly used our feet to brake. HAHA OMG IT WAS THE HORSES' PATH/ROUTE HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then we were like oh shoot and carried the bike onto the pavement. haha what losers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then when me and my sis were walking we saw these 2 guys trying to ride the double bike.then they had such trouble getting on one guy turned ard and said "sorry, we're gays". HAHAHA OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway today mr adams was quite funny, but it was super cold i cant rmb which part was laughable. then afterwards jessica broke a chair! hahahaha sorry la i know u dont need a hole in yr butt but it was really funny. somemore she stood up like nothing happened, stoned for a sec and clutched her arm and went OW. HAHA sry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ooh prison break is gripping. and without a trace is not bad too. pookie bear. haha. okay i'll not miss anything again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;resolved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-7134036714603907464?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/7134036714603907464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=7134036714603907464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/7134036714603907464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/7134036714603907464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello-i-dont-know-if-its-pms-but-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-35889209199151147</id><published>2007-03-09T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T06:00:40.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont know how i should feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haiya. heck that. when people talk to me i dont know know what they mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;well, anyway, mrsng was really nice and he bought us a cake. yay. moist choc cake haha.unglam la the photos. choc everywhere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sunmeng was sick for two days. but the poor thinger one as germaine cos she missed ah meng and so she kept disturbing and laughing at me. haha and thumb wrestling w herself. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;well, photo shoot was today and fatmah was really funny. she s irritated w the photographer and rolled her eyes when she smiled. haha. then ms lizah and mswan were helping her adjust her hair. haha. im tired so buh bye now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-35889209199151147?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/35889209199151147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=35889209199151147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/35889209199151147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/35889209199151147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello-i-dont-know-how-i-should-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-117224661816979105</id><published>2007-02-24T00:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T08:03:38.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hello hello!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;DORITA HO!!OMG how did you find this crappy place anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHA aiyer i didnt go back this year. only isa. OOPS then she said she only met ms gan. go organize gathering leh. you didnt go to last yr's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh, i think it was funny that we felt like eating macs right after watching supersize me. HAHA sometimes ignorance is bliss but knowing stuff (paraphanelia. HAHA) doesnt help either. sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ahh its late, im tired and me and helen went to the LIBRARY. and the smell is quite nice what. haha ok goodnight. dont be disappointed by this LONG AND EXCITING post kelly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;knock yourself out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;NIANN!!! COME BACK HERE!! (cue the laughter)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-117224661816979105?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/117224661816979105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=117224661816979105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/117224661816979105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/117224661816979105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2007/02/hello-hello-dorita-hoomg-how-did-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-117103798912559842</id><published>2007-02-09T00:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T08:57:52.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yoohoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its friday and we got back our chinese olevels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and YAY i got a 2! heyheyhey, for me thats super already ok. i was already screaming like crazy then i told a few people. and they started going "its ok la. a2 also can" WHAT OKAY. ITS BEST OK. only the people who've heard me speak chinese can really know how i feel. HAHA yea EVE ONG. i think she almost fainted at my wonderful grasp of the language. haha i hope eveong got an a1!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ruixian and yaju were so mean. when i told my results she was like i got a1 last time leh. HAHA sorry la. ppl lousy what. haha i think mdm teo gave up when i asked her if sideburns were 'pang bian shao' or 'pang mao'. HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OHOHOH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my mum recently started reading the news papers cos usually she doesnt HAHA 'to keep abreast with the new' i thee quote. ok so new she'll tell us a story to act pro i guess HAHA but all her news are weird. wait- i better check if shes reading the right papers. and so the story goes-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there was this old lady from malaysia and she took a wrong train. instead of going home she went to thailand. the part nearest to mlysia? so since she could only speak malay and didnt have her ic, she got put into an old age home. nobody bothered to get her a translator or smth. so she spent 20 years there before this grtp of ppl came to volunteer and one of them was her son's friend. blabla reunited and happily ever after. but she wasted 20 years omg. what if thats me? ahh cos im always losing my way. then i'll always call sunmeng dunno why. maybe cos she old and supposedly mature but she always asks me to take taxi. HAHA like that i also know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so ya, one time i got lost and went to some prison centre. its not fate i tell you. then one time i slept in the bus, and woke up when it was going on its 2nd round. haha i think the driver thought i was mad. then the best one was when I WAS GOING HOME FROM SCHOOL and i took the wrong bus then i went to balestier then to bugis then home. and it was raining and i just wanted to fall in the puddle and cry. then can add to s'pore's reservoirs. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ok then i called sunmeng and those nc ppl were there la. BEST. nurin and cheryl were laughing at me. haha just cos i lose my way doent make me a loser.HAHA i think if i drive i'll just drive into the sea and call it my home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh, im so sorry la. i cant console people. argh. better go take a course to upgrade my skills. i really tried. and all i got was a "gillian, you're full of crap" or "shut up la" aiya- just know that if you need me to prance around like a ballerina or anything im there. or here. aww dont be sad no more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;well, im going for cip tmr and i dont want to group with jeralyn. cos they say ppl will give her all the money and i'll have none. HAHA okay- i think kelly'll do. AHAHA we can sing fergalicious and they'll pay to shut us up. ok set.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;goodnight and pls go to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;if we collected all the tears in the world, we'll never go thirsty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-117103798912559842?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/117103798912559842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=117103798912559842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/117103798912559842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/117103798912559842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2007/02/yoohoo-its-friday-and-we-got-back-our_09.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-117042935607490740</id><published>2007-02-02T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T07:15:56.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hey-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;chem spa was eh, not like a spa. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha soak in the chemicals and tell me what happens. no more dead skin. no more skin. ah well, i guess if you write the right answer and cancel it it still counts for something eh? HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh yay! we officially have 32-33 new recruits. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha and kelly is jealous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and i think chinese class is fun HAHA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;lao shi told us a ghost story today and sunmeng screamed and freaked all of us out. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ahh i think its all good now and i dont want time to fly so fast. its already february! ah ah ah what sweet sixteen la haha. i was watching sweet 16 on mtv and these cray ppl have cars, parties and celebrities coming to their party. haha madness. then my sis suggested i should invite everyone to some party act glam glam, you know pink dress , tiara and a big sign that says "i am the princess".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then like in the show, my dad will ask me to go outside to see my present. then tada! i'll get a car. (but in my case maybe a toy one la) then i'll scream and then scream at my dad for getting the wrong color. "like, how many times do i have to say pink?" HAHAHA  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ok no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i want to suddenly find alot of money or food vouchers in the drain. then can ask everyone go out and eat. HAHA yes bloat bloat bloat. then we will eat and talk and eat somemore. yay thats the life. but ah- physics spa is on monday. whywhywhy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then i told mr goh "ah, but its my birthday on mon leh". then he was "oh, then i can give you more time" HAHA no need. i'd much rather run away once im done. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha and i still cant believe tjung tripped over her long skirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha luckily we have insurance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, nice song great song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;im going to watch dreamgirls. when does it open ah?haha hopeless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Five hundred twenty-five thousand Six hundred minutes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Five hundred twenty-five thousand Moments so dear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Five hundred twenty-five thousand Six hundred minutes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;How do you measure-- measure a year? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;In daylights-- in sunsets In midnights-- in cups of coffee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;In inches-- in miles In laughter-- in strife &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;In-- five hundred twenty-five thousand Six hundred minutes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;How do you measure a year in the life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;How about love? How about love? How about love? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Measure in love Seasons of love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Five hundred twenty-five thousand Six hundred minutes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Five hundred twenty-five thousand Journeys to plan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Five hundred twenty-five thousand Six hundred minutes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;How do you measure the life Of a woman or a man? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;In truths that she learned Or times that he cried &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;In bridges he burned Or the way that she died &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's time now-- to sing out Tho' the story never ends Let's celebrate Remember a year in the life of friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Remember the love Remember the love Remember the love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Measure in love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Measure, measure your life in love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Seasons of love Seasons of love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;In diapers--reportcards In spoke wheels--in speeding tickets &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;In contracts--dollars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;In funerals--in births &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Five hundred twenty-five thousand Six hundred minutes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;How do you figure our last year on earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;all the best to the red crosses tomorrow!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;go do your thang- haha kelly, dont start dancing halfway ah. afterwards can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-117042935607490740?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/117042935607490740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=117042935607490740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/117042935607490740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/117042935607490740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2007/02/hey-chem-spa-was-eh-not-like-spa.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-117034305485311919</id><published>2007-02-01T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T07:17:35.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hey- im back from my 2 month rest HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha eh, since then school has begun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;for one month already ya i know. haha. and by FATE im sitting next to kelly. and kathleen has become pregnant. (but by who? by what? that is the question)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ahh, i cant really remember anything already-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;OH one day, there was a girl and she made her ascend up the cedar pri way to school. it was raining cats and dogs so to avoid the animals, she walked outside the pavement. but alas! there was a car obstructing her path. so her brain juices started flowing and she thought: oooh maybe i can climb over. so she hoisted one leg on the front of the car. ah- it cant be done! what did she do? "i use the other leg lor." HAHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then she said "in the car got people, i scared they horn me" BEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha vidhya was"AHH sec ones are getting better every year" haha better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha im practicing for english essay tmr. act cheem.haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;michael scofield has left the building.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-117034305485311919?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/117034305485311919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=117034305485311919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/117034305485311919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/117034305485311919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2007/02/hey-im-back-from-my-2-month-rest-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-116490587370882270</id><published>2006-12-01T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T09:24:19.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nco pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hello&lt;br /&gt;lets be systematic for once okay?&lt;br /&gt;monday.&lt;br /&gt;eh oh no, i cant remember ANYHING&lt;br /&gt;thats ok, what's tuesday for right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;surely we had band. and then what? ARGH THIS IS NO USE&lt;br /&gt;OH i went to sarah's house for the first time. haha&lt;br /&gt;oh then i met peirong there. supposed to do hwk eh? ya lets see, 2 plus hrs and 4 qns of eng compre done. and i didnt even bring my ans home. BEST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh haha on wednesday, went out with leaders except TJUNG&lt;br /&gt;haha someone went swimming ah?? HAHA sorry ah, but we burst out laughing when we knew. no offence i bet you swim damn good. haha&lt;br /&gt;ate yoshi and bought disco cloth!! haha i banged into rachel, annemarie and KELLY ahaha wah, singapore is really THAT small eh?&lt;br /&gt;anyway, lunch was the best. we laughed and laughed until my stomach bursted ok. HAHAHAH about drills in sec one, fainting!!, haha and other stuff. HILARIOUS I TELL YOU. woohoo ya man, we shld have a ldrs chalet!! HAHAH i think we'll be so lazy and unorganized FINALLY!! haha. we'll eat raw chicken wings (lazy to peng), sleep on the floor, and ants will crawl all over HAHA no schedule! no planned games!! woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;then we can film lost season 5,6 and 7. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH HAHA another thing. cihui is such a kelian. cos i keep bluffing her. HAHA she's such an easy target mah. she believed me when i said i was a ballerina for TEN YEARS!! i even pranced ard a little bit to show off. HAHA and she saw my younger sister. fine la, just cos she's fair and pretty. so i lied that she was adopted. HAHA AND SHE BELIEVED. THIS IS ALMOST GETTING TOO EASY. HAHA time to change target. i think since nco and band camp, we've been toilet partners. HAHA she thinks that my shit doesnt stink one bit. haha and we discuss sinking and floating faeces. HAHA sink = unhealthy (mine)&lt;br /&gt;float= healthy (hers- she claims)&lt;br /&gt;eh, enough about THAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pics from eve (since i kope from her so every pic has her dua face in it HAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6978/874/1600/191043/nco%2076768.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6978/874/320/434697/nco%2076768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6978/874/1600/173893/nco%2003.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" height="207" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6978/874/320/166675/nco%2003.jpg" width="292" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nerd, hougang, me, mayble, jolyn, rachel. HAHA YAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha darn! i dont have a pic of my boots. HAHA the &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6978/874/1600/455965/nco456.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6978/874/320/395425/nco456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;suffering. haha they're cool man.&lt;br /&gt;haha eve looks dumb!! haha me too la. haha. that day was fun and i bet i stinked. look how high the boots are. ahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6978/874/1600/471089/nco55.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6978/874/320/668619/nco55.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA LAME which is stronger? fist or gun. HAHA be smart man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6978/874/1600/388239/nco5454242.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" height="191" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6978/874/320/298218/nco5454242.jpg" width="282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA now this is the best pic yet. deyi dm forced to act cute. HAHA and EVEEEE looks constipated. i know his uniform cooler than yrs la, but dont have to look so sad rgt? HAHA yay eve rocks man. we're OLD friends. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;im kinda slow and nco's been over for so long. but heck, at least i put them here. and eh, you can stop laughing and barfing now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;think i dont know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-116490587370882270?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/116490587370882270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=116490587370882270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/116490587370882270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/116490587370882270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/12/nco-pics.html' title='nco pics'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-116443045751493808</id><published>2006-11-27T23:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T07:37:23.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>band camp 06</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;band camp 2006!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but first, a funny story from my sister. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: If pizzas are round, why are they packed in square boxes? Answer: Ok, here it goes. In 1922, pizza's were created and originated from Singapore. It all started with the merlion. (But that is another story) They were originally packed in circle boxes, because that's the shape of pizzas, duh. Ok back to the point, everyone loved these square boxes, they would even purposely buy pizza;'s for the sake of these circular boxes! -to be continued- Some whackos even threw the pizzas away because they just wanted these boxes. Matthew Pizzabox Lim, was soooo obssesed that he even changed his last name to Pizzabox. BUT, one day, the pizza box machine was in danger! A comet from outer space landed on it and oh no! The pizza box making machine was dooomed! The pizza box making machine wasn't hurt, but even worse! There were no more circular pizza boxes!!!! GOSH! So square pizza boxes were invented instead. OH THE HORROR! Matthew Pizzabox Lim was sooooo upset he changed his middles name to Matthew Pizzaboxessucknowthattheyareshapedinsquares Lim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yay. we did it!! haha the theme was funny. JAT la. haha. chemistry, bonding, unity. HAHA we gave the band a periodic table with their names in it. HAHA ELEMENTS OF CSB we rock at relating. haha when jessica explained the theme- tuba section was like yaya.. its all about band NOTHING about chemistry and ahem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha ok day one.&lt;br /&gt;we had band first and it was kind of normal. everyone was not in the camp mood i guess. haha maybe the WONDERFUL lunch perked them up. haha me and ms lee lover went to collect our lunch. then weiting and mdm nur came to collect their lunch. wah, it was like battle of the ccas or smth. we were comparing whose lunch came first and whose was better. HAHA WE LOST BOTH. theirs came in nice bento compartment boxes our was styrofoam. HAHA lucy no one complained. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh haha GAMES!! we played captains ball aka atoms and molecules!! haha chemisrty mah. then they went mad ok! haha we all got a shock. wa, what did they put in the food boy. everyone got so high. heehee we mixed red bull in the drinks .haha NO LAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the best part was when we asked everyone to stand tgr then we threw a cabbage HAHA LAME OK then the poor thing got dismantled fast. HAHA oh gosh me and lichu took an unglam video of us shaking our butts at the cam. AND THEY PUT IT IN THE VIDEO ARGH. my ass is famous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;night games!!! we made them blindfold themselves and walk thru some obs. haha the best was the tornado and the tribal invasion where we had to scare them and make alot of noise. HAHA FAILURE they not scared one!! so we ended up touching them. HAHA to scare them and stuff. haha then i poked myself in and joined one grp. pretended to be you ting!! haha esther was strangling me ok. HAHA i was mouthing to alicia- STOP THE GAME!! TAKE OFF BLINDFOLD! then she went "ok, now the other grps can disturb them" or lets go another round" HAHA wanted to strangle her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha then we played alot of games and had alot of fun. haha oh, then the other leaders led a campfire minus the fire. haha.me and cihui were clearing rubbish with the red crossers. haha we looked so pathetic and thirsty deborah let us drink her tea. HAHA while we were carrying rubbish and eating our dinner at the security guard room. HAHA WE TALKED ALOT OF CRAP and wow, look at our glamorous lives!! woohoo. you want my autograph? wait ah, let me finish throwing away this rubbish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay farewell i'll write another day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yay. i think everyone did great!! esp the leaders. jessica and alicia for the games and theme!! (i was supposed to be in games but i didnt make up any. oops.) cihui, wanning, thilanga for the farewell. deco, invitations. VIDEO they spent so much time on it ok. and lichu and zhiyin for logistics. you both are so strong!! hhaa walking so much everyday. YOU GUYS ROCK!! haha i think the morning when we rehearsed the item was best ah. we kept laughing at ourselves. HAHA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i think we can all go endorse red bull already. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-116443045751493808?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/116443045751493808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=116443045751493808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/116443045751493808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/116443045751493808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/11/band-camp-06.html' title='band camp 06'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-116412534528062487</id><published>2006-11-22T00:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T08:09:05.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;busy busy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;this is so that when i read this on sat, i know i made it through band camp and farewell. FAREWELL!! ahhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the camp part will be fine la. so long as everyone has a good time and everything. HAHA expect lame games- you've seen the team. brace yourselves cos most of the things you have to do require lots of thick skin. haiya, since everyone else will be doing it, laugh at each other lor. no big.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;wah heh heh.. farewell will either be great or a great big screw up. but must have confidence right madeline? haha ok then, the farewell will be the best in csb history. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;theres more pressure to do a good job cos this batch are the closest to us. haha and supposedly the nicest to us too huh. i hate farewells man. but i hope they cry. means they'll miss us too right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes things can never go back to the times they were. i like sec 2 years the best!! haha cos band was super fun and we didnt have to worry about anything. just have fun and practice and can chiong home after band. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the best thing was we had seniors to fall back on. now we only have ourselves and others too. not that its bad, but i'll miss all of the crazy saxys. when we were sec ones, qian yi was the sl and we'll pee in our panties every time she comes. wah, you want to test me ah! die already man. seniors were the big thing. the sec ones will have prac with sir while the main band does drills. then they'll come in and put their instruson the floor. if you were suay, they'd come in while sir was testing you. HAHA. that oh sh*t feeling. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;more another day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hope you guys are enjoying ltc whil we plan hilarious roles for the item. HAHA dont let your eyes roll to the back of your heads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-116412534528062487?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/116412534528062487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=116412534528062487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/116412534528062487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/116412534528062487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/11/busy-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-116351913190922167</id><published>2006-11-15T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T07:38:31.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>32nd nco</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha yes, im back. and black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;32nd NCO 2006&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;6-10 Nov&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haha it was suprisingly fun. haha. at first i was kinda dreading it cos siying told me that our mace was shorter than the rest. and cos i have no knowledge of using it. haha use to hit myself only. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i thought, cant be that bad right. HAHA everyone's mace was so much taller!! haha i think siying was quite popular last year cos there were a few people who said that their seniors asked them to look out (or down) for the sailormoon mace. haha yay siying. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, lets dispel some myths. no, its not made of gluestick, it cant glow in the dark (haha can use for disco), you cant extend it and no ITS NOT FOR SALE. haha. some instructor said he was interested in the mace after POP. haha. sorry ah, its priceless. haha.oh, its called a twirler or something. then there was this man that said, cedar girls- special mace, so short. haha fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day one, me and cihui reached early. haha we wanted to eat mr. prata but slacking was more tempting. haha on the first day, i said my name so many times it didnt even sound right anymore. haha oh, then for icebreakers we played this squeezing- passing- message game. haha squeeze hand la! i know jessica the pervert will start thinking wrong things. haha. anyway, our group lost until luo hua liu shui. (eh, im using chinese man!! see? i wont fail my chinese o's ok eve!!) haha cos i think we had slow reaction. haha. then we played this game which we had to touch a certain colour on someone's clothes/ shoes. then they called for maroon. then only one girl had a marron skirt. HAHA poor thing. everyone had to fight to touch it. then we were shouting "wah, so crammed!" or "eh, boys! touch the skirt only ah!" haha fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then for the rest of the camp we had macework and the bms had music rehearsals. in the aircon room!! haha but at least they had to march with their instrus later on. me and rachel (mayflowerIAN haha) were joking that u can differentiate dms and bms by the smell. dms stink more. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ah, im a lazy pig so here are the lame things that happen. eh, during macework we call each other by school. haha so there was a bukit panjang govt high, pegasus and hercules. haha. then one day everyone wore e nco shirt with a big 32 at the back. ppl were shouting "move leh, no. 32!" haha which one? i think the joke was said like 6 times. never gets old. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;eh, then there was this time some guy burped into the mic. haha so loud and long ok. sounded like a song. sort of. HAHA i was drinking water. lucky i didnt spit it out like that time lichu told me the stupid joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh, then there were these gym people. WOW i tell you. haha they swing and jump and turn around like nobody's business. haha but the song's always the same. haha. liu zhen and this other guy were dancing to it. haha i couldnt stop imagining everyone dancing to it. haha i must have looked dumb laughing to myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;what else? everyone there is very funny and retarded. in a good way. haha. eh, izzul, our "balls and heels sir" ate the banana boat aloe vera. SMART. haha. he got so upset when no one say him do it. oh, i learnt chemistry there too. HAHA what is HCl? nerd- testing each other on chem formulas. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then hougang made us call him hougang in chinese. haha why must act so cheena? cos or else it'll sound like whole gang. eh, i ask my whole gang come beat you up. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then i met old friends! haha powpohyih and plmgs eve. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i didnt even know they'll be in band. haha. yay- then stupid eve kept critisizing me. my runway and fingers. haha. we decided that we'll take photos with ugly and nice uniforms after POP. thos ugly one then we smile happy happy, those nice smart ones then we act sad and ashamed. HAHA we sort of forced deyi or zhang lin to act cute and pose. haha. can blackmail him next time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;nco's fun cos finally we dont have to be in charge. just of ourselves. that can be hard too ok. haha. can sit back and wait for instructions instead. haha. just hope i can survive the next few weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the party's over- back to business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-116351913190922167?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/116351913190922167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=116351913190922167' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/116351913190922167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/116351913190922167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/11/32nd-nco.html' title='32nd nco'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-116265004415540180</id><published>2006-11-04T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T06:21:12.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kl trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KL TRIP BABY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haha it was FARNY and lame. jessica went on about how this is our last leisure field trip together. that pessimistic ARSE. SAD LAH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY ONE&lt;br /&gt;oh, haha i came on my own in the morning. so dark damnit! so i had to call wanning while i was walking in. i scared smth come up from the wall and jump on me cannot isit?! haha alicia, jessica, thilanga and me wore black. haha alicia want to act cool what. haha and jessica and her aunty GOSH bag . can flip and become another colour. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;haha found out stupid lyana was going too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. day one was kind of blurry leh. OH we ate dinner at this seafood place. haha jessica was being a mother and trying to get alicia to eat her crabs. which she never ate before!! shocker. ya and fatmah kana cheated. she went to buy this dried fish stomach for 25rm. haha so funny ok. it tasted funny. i think its those cook steamboat one but she just ate it like that. haha her face very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to the chinatown place. wah, me and wanning got scared. so everything also ask lyana and husna to talk to the shopkeeper. HAHA funny so many fake things. gucci, chloe, nikes and what not HAHA oh so you know where those aunties go buy their branded goods huh.&lt;br /&gt;the chinatown place was kind of cool haha. those shopkeepers pride themselves on guessing which country you come from and try to impress you with easy peasy phrases like "lai mai, lai mai" or "mei nu, mei nu!!" haha wanning say i very happy they called us that. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;i am a lousy bargainer and so paiseh so just buy lor. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh!!! then koo, alimaisatay and jessimi and me started talking in BRITISH ACCENTS. dont even sound like!! haha. who cares man? haha WHATEVERRR. these are our new english names HAHA&lt;br /&gt;koo- cristabelle ladybird&lt;br /&gt;alicia- victoria cockroach&lt;br /&gt;jessimi- nicolette peanut&lt;br /&gt;ji lian- rosemary chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW COME I GOT THE LOUSY NAME. HAHA damnit. i made the 2 posh ones for the two monkeys. HAHA cos jessica and alicia bought a monkey t shirt then ms tan called them monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;we talked like british ppl all the way along msia and when we saw any angmohs we'll go "hey!! arent those our mates from back home in england?"&lt;br /&gt;the rest will just drawl "yeayea whateverrrrr" haha&lt;br /&gt;i dared jessica to order a large fries with that accent. haha she didnt dare. nicolette you arse. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the four of us spent the hotel time eating dukus (HAHA ba lu ku ), watching fear factor and project runway and talking rubbish. haha about schools, sitting arrangements, darn things, stupid class names, knives and crazy guardians. haha the bed was shiok man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY TWO&lt;br /&gt;damn, this is long. okok day 2 breakfast was ok. so little variety. haha wanning mistook ms wan for alicia. HAHA so funny ok. we acted the scene out quite a few times. haha went to the kl towers and took lame photos. ohoh, unbelivable okay. later on we had 3 hrs plus to shop but we didnt buy anything. except socks, stickers and icecream!! haha best man. then later on me and wanning saw nicenice shoes HAHA yay. after we bought them we got so high. haha. but i think theyre kinda small now. DAMN. i have deformed feet.&lt;br /&gt;oh we ate lunch at this chicken buffet place. so amused by how alicia tay eats. so dirty, like chicken also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night we went to that chinatown place again. haha this time me and wanning we braver but got harrassed HAHA some guy tried to scare us. successfully. haha then some guy gave her a flying kiss. traumatised. and we bargain and spent all our moolah. haha then we got so happy that we laid all our buyings on the bed. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had section bonding HAHA damnit i think i diu lian can. then later we played with the sec ones. haha band outing after all. all stuffed in one tiny room. silent heart attack. retarded game. jessica got tricked by alicia TWICE in a row haha. damnit. super funny. so many inside jokes. IN A LEAGUE OF THEIR OWN. HAHAHAHAHAHA i wont forget that alicia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when they all went back, we had a duku party!! haha. more talking and damnitting that we're gonna be sec 4s soon. and all the things we have to do when we go back. and how mr ong is a millionaire and eats chocolates all day. and how lyana and husna wont wake up to come and join us. haha&lt;br /&gt;haha before wanning and me seep every night, we'll watch a cooking show first. haha. tradition. for 2 nights only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY THREE&lt;br /&gt;we realised how unfit we were when we climbed the batu caves thing. HAHA. so discouraging when you see an old lady climbing steadily and then see us, young ppl, panting and crawling up. haha. stupid monkeys. they were rolling around. fighting or ahem-ing ah?? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopped somemore but with no money. not enough to go to the toilet. haha. then we ate thai food and went back. haha i think we spent half the time in the bus man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bottomline. kl trip- shopping, eating, watching tv, go toilet and eating dukus. HAHA. and i have to be all holy and pur for confirmation tmr. pls, like im not pure already. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-116265004415540180?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/116265004415540180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=116265004415540180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/116265004415540180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/116265004415540180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/11/kl-trip.html' title='kl trip'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-116230848036561925</id><published>2006-10-31T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T07:28:00.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hello hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;chinese o's are finally over and so my unstudious life begins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;before the exam i went to the national library to STUDY okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha me and sunmeng sneaked off the route to get sushi HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and chocolate which we secretly ate later. there was sunmeng, shanmei, kelly, anabella, kathleen and me. haha ate swensens and tried to study. sunmeng was like the lao shi man. haha anything also can ask her. then so qiao, we saw weiting, xinying and a pervertic uncle. haha got distracted halfway. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha the stupid thing was that i forgot the exam was in the hall!! so i ended up with no jacket. thanks baohui for lending me yr house tee but i thinki just sat on it the whole time. dont worry la, no poisonous gas escaped or else it wouldnt have been white. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then the 8 of us had BAND CAMP discussion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;2 words: WOO HOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha the games and theme are so retarded. HAHA i hope the others get it though. later only we zi high then everyone else will be diaoing us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA we will have so much fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha alicia is my godchild. haha SUAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ohoh, then there was this ant that crawl on my leg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the mrs tan went "eh!! its going into your skirt. haha its going to eat bee hoon" haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;we laughed so much okay. haha our meeting so fun HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ok then thanks to the used pen collection, only me and kathleen had no where to go. haha. so we met some other people, picked some along the way and tada- the "weird combi"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i quote that from sunmeng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;thanks ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;eh there was kathleen, sarahs teh and j, sylviane, narmadha, priya, cheryl, zaferin and me. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then we saw alot of biantai and girly and useless things. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;esp the plastic thing at the 2 dollar shop. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i know SOME people will go back and get it. haha not me hor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and we ate sweet secret. i will never buy the meatballs again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha the stupid balls were not nice at all and the waiter was laughing at us. darn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, good day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;goodnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-116230848036561925?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/116230848036561925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=116230848036561925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/116230848036561925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/116230848036561925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-hello-chinese-os-are-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-116075699528714204</id><published>2006-10-14T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T09:30:36.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;welcome back everybody!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;haha yes! its finally OVER. ya, im abit slow but WOOHOO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;but first, mourn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;"-like angels trumpet tongued in deep damnation of his taking off"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hamster died! poor thing okay.&lt;br /&gt;he/it/she crawled into the food container and sucked in his/its/her last breathe.&lt;br /&gt;my mother thinks his cause of death is starvation.&lt;br /&gt;after a series of multiple tests, i conclude that the cause of death is too much food in fact and the lack of love. aww. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and smart me got grounded so i ended up teaching my sister for her exams and staying at home rotting. then i went to the movies with weiting and yanying. woohoo. we went to some jap eating place where there were more staff than customers. haha. so they can all serve us with their full attention mah. HAHA we ate ramen, bento and aliens. and JOHN TUCKER MUST DIE because so many people want to watch him that we didnt get tickets- the first 2 shows were sold out. ARGH KILL HIM&lt;br /&gt;so we watched rob b hood instead. super funny but i cant rmb any lines. dont be tricked by those adverts- the little baby doesnt have chest hair la! i thought have okay. now weiting has a crush on that brown man, the other lead besides jackie chan. the massage chair advert with him playing scissors paper stone. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh then one morning my dad proudly said "eh, i know how to spell 'duh' already!" cos he thought it was spelled 'the'. OKAY... amateur. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo discuss discuss plan plan plan baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, i want to ask ah, what happened to all the after exam plans we made BEFORE the exams? handed up to the teacher isit? aiyer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so good luck you all. for monday and collecting papers. ya hor, lucky jessica isnt no. 1. later she faint on stage man. haha. sec 4s last day today- SAD SAD i dont want to be sec four!! i refuse to age gracefully!&lt;br /&gt;i know someone will miss someone~&lt;br /&gt;haha okay goodnight-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-116075699528714204?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/116075699528714204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=116075699528714204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/116075699528714204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/116075699528714204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/10/welcome-back-everybody-haha-yes-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-115945680557895208</id><published>2006-09-28T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T08:20:05.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;argh i just couldnt stay away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, so now its increased to 2 subjects a day just to finish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;congratulations gillian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and HAHA ong and leong is super funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;what PARBRIC speaking and flag raising.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha i cant believe kathleen counldnt read between the lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yay, sitting in front is fun HAHA wah seh, we were laughing the whole time during lit and amaths okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ohoh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;mr sng asked our class if we had a belt cos he BURSTED his!! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;wah, cannot take it okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then he went on about his "slender" waist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i think guys shouldnt be having slender waists- seems as though they can break in half. ouch haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;weird thought: yuting! i finally linked you HAHA after dont know how long. okay, i hope you feel honoured and good now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;humans are like fruit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;we bruise easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;some are sweet, some taste bland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes you wanna chop them up, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;other times you just dump them into the juicer and blend them into tiny pieces (NIAHAHAHA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;some are soft (bananas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;others so hard you'll break your teeth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then there are those who hide beneath their shell of thorns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;are you a bad apple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;or a sour grape?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;damn, i AM bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i made a cheesecake on monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;its called MY EDIBLE CHEESECAKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;tested on animals only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHA MY GUINEA PIGS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-115945680557895208?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/115945680557895208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=115945680557895208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/115945680557895208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/115945680557895208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/09/argh-i-just-couldnt-stay-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-115892295364717548</id><published>2006-09-22T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T04:02:33.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>eye</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;this one's for all those who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;a) are so busy mugging they'll never read this till 6 oct or later if youre unlucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;b) so bored with studying u cant bear to look at another quadratic equation you have to solve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i mean there are already so many problems in life why go formulate a whole set just to make youngsters miserable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;c) havent started. its not too late yet i guess. we'll start together HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;d) are smart so they can just eat icecream and cheesecake and blog. HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, i just want to tell everyone (before i disappear off the net) that results arent everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so dont get too stress and pull yr hair out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;even if ure smart, no one will hire u IF U HAVE NO HAIR OKAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so yes, so smth good and keep those hands off yr hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHA SHIFTING CULTIVATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and for those who havent begun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;exams are still something!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHA for the sake of having no/ less tuition during e dec hols, just endure for now la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;how many weeks left only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ok i dont practice what i preach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;DAMN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;im blogging in the dark. acting cool and mysterious. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;muttons are funny. theres not many good songs on the radio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;argh. the internet is in DIRE need of censorship and things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;GO AHEAD CENSOR ME YOU *&amp;^^%%&amp;amp;&amp;$#%^&amp;amp;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;you see people's true colours during this end year period. mines blue, whats yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha ok. so be nice to your friends cos when u try to suck up after the exams, its too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHA my sister currently hates some show off girl in her class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;nobody needs to know how many times youve revised all chapters of all topics. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hmm akon and eminem is a weird collaboration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;must have been forced to do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;amaths was fun and haha poor kelly. okay, no more laughing bout that anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. GO MUGGERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;surprisingly, i feel much happier during this period although i should probably feel stressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;smile a little, laugh a little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;cos you dont have to be smart to get a job, just talk and talk and talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i propose we should all visit Lincoln high school as it is in the heart of the city with more shops and places to throw our money away. afterall, you just buy beer in germany.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHA no offence sweej.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and for all sick ppl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sweej, shanmei, elyssa and 3c (sick in the head-amaths graphs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;work hard but not too hard HAHA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the too hard part is subjective. you decide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;(: sayonara. till we meet again -wont be too long though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but i wont let you see me fall apart-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'll laugh at your jokes though they're not funny. (see? hur hur hur. laugh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'll pick you up when you're down (so lose some weight first okay)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-115892295364717548?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/115892295364717548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=115892295364717548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/115892295364717548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/115892295364717548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/09/eye.html' title='eye'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-115763631100813076</id><published>2006-09-07T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T06:38:31.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHAHA i am such a lazy person &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i havent done any work ANY woohoo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i am so pai man, so cool, so IN, so HAPPENING MAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. last time when we were young little boys thought not doing work made them all that. haha if only man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh yes, HAPPY BIRTHDAY VICKY!! hope my wish for you worked HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;this, bored people, is my week. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;monday: i watched AKEELAH AND THE BEE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha its some spelling movie. about this girl facing all odds just to join and win some spelling bee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;favourite scene:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;this 11 yr old boy kisses the 11 yr old girl on the cheek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;girl: whatcha do that for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;boy: i had an impulse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;        are you going to sue me for sexual harrassment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHAHAAH so funny okay. my popcorn almost burst out laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;shut up gillian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then there was this cute boy. dylan. in the show la. WA SO COOL MAN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;how could i? lust after someone younger. haha sunmeng also what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;spelling never looked so cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;tues. band. argh got suan-ded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;disco lives was super funny. ms sia's face was contorted. i laugh until my mouth cannot close. HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then went to lunch with pat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay man. i spent a bomb on nuts HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ice cream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;we will grow fat together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;GOODBYE CELLULITE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;wed i went to the wave pool!! HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;thank god no one i knew was there. embarrassing man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;my dad tried sliding down those baby slides. and in the end the lifeguard peee him off. HAHA good thing too, or else he'd have been stuck till now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then i went to IMM and went crazy in some $2 shop. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;thurs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;geog remedial. no, SUPPLEMENTARY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. so lame &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;our whole class got locked out. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;we were damn funny. haha nice bag kelly! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, geog was funny and retarded. playing games and choosing names&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;MY BOOK!!! NOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;amaths!! woohoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;mr tan gave us lollipops to shut us up. it works!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. all sucking away~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yay! i like to sit behind. can get away with almost anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ohoh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;mr tan: theother teachers said i look like *flexes muscles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;VINCENT NG!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hahaha we all laughed okay. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;kelly: wah, then i look like fann wong la! HAHAHAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha kathleen, germaine got traumatised by us. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then me, sunmeng, sylvianne went for lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yay!! fun fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;good day. i wish holidays are forever forever~~ woohoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;TMD HAHAHAHAHA jessica siao ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;bad words also want to have short form&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sane girl: you think u very smart ah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;insane woman: OF COURSE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHAHAH WTH TMR WILL ROCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-115763631100813076?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/115763631100813076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=115763631100813076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/115763631100813076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/115763631100813076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/09/hahaha-i-am-such-lazy-person-i-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-115720115177767020</id><published>2006-09-02T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T05:45:51.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;AIR-BAND: A form of enforced hyper-ventilation (a violation of the 8th Amendments. cruel &amp; unusual punishment law). See also cheap high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ATTENTION: Standing still while sticking out your bum. Can only talk in whispers so that no leaders hear you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;BAND GEEK: Someone who is very enthusiastic and involved in band. Willing to give up all free time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;BARI-SAXOPHONE: An instrument for woodwind players who want to play like a tuba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;COMPETITION: 1. A general gathering of bands so everyone can prove that they?re better than each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;DRUM MAJOR: A person placed at the front of the band to fight off old ladies and small dogs by waving a heavy stick. so now i know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;DYNAMICS: Either loud or louder (volume).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;FLUTE: An un-tuned device for people who want to be in the band who have weak arms and don?t wish to be heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;INSTRUCTOR: Person who tells you when you?re screwing up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;MACE: A heavy stick with a shiny end designed to be dropped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;MARCHING FRENCH HORN: An instrument designed to be unable to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;tune.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;MOUTHPIECE: A critical piece to a brass instrument which is meant to be dropped or thrown onto grass, loud stages, and/or sometimes mud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;REED: A piece of wood that makes a great excuse for not playing well (particularly for brass instrument(s) if broken or brand new. Usage, "Sorry, new reed," or "I broke my reed."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;TRUMPET: An instrument that is designed to make a band sound better. The idea is that if the trumpets play loud enough, you can't hear the rest of the band, so only the trumpets' mistakes are heard, not everyone else?s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA some of it is quite true. haha esp the reed one.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today's open house was okay la. where are the people. all the parents so not friendly one. somebody came to band booth and ask for choir booth okay. haiya, so in the end i just had fun playing with kelly and the mace cum microphone. HAHA so act emo. woohoo! kelly, i want your autograph!i'd rather have a close house. then all the cedarians can play with each others thingys. like i want to sleep on the stretcher and paste plasters all over me. haha. then kelly and yuting can carry me, make their hands break. then i can play the netball shooting game and embarrass myself by trying on an el costume. haha then i want to wear guzheng's fingernails!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no hand eye leg coordination. cihui!! dont laugh at me!&lt;br /&gt;oh, i think we've got the cutest souvenirs. more than enough(:&lt;br /&gt;can kope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-115720115177767020?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/115720115177767020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=115720115177767020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/115720115177767020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/115720115177767020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/09/air-band-form-of-enforced-hyper.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-115703906861385443</id><published>2006-08-31T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T08:44:28.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;life's good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;when you forget the exams, mistakes, stress and shitty stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;its all good. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haiya, i shall practice more and do better next time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sorry for almost scraping off the hair of your head charmaine. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;teachers' day!! this year was kinda fun. a little spoilt by the rain though. i think rain makes happy people happier and sad people even more so. maybe im not really thinking. good job to all those involved in the celebrations. esp vicky, haha changing and re doing stuff. the teachers were super funny. i would have raised my eyebrows if i could when i heard three screams for mr khoo. i liked that song! very funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"to be a better teacher"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"its always you forgot, or thumbdrive spoilt" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHAHHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and for a moment, i liked him HAHA super funny la you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;a refreshing change from the thoughtful but cheem lit-ish performance by mr sng and gang. its been a year already? aw, everything passes so quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the quotes part were super funny. "you ought to be shot" piang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i feel guilty. i should have gone back to my pri school and see how everyone's doing. sometimes i miss my pri sch days. no pressure, just laugh, play and barbeque in the sun. HAHA the end product was an atrocious ez link card photo. haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;those were the days where bringing a book or file was a matter of life and death. forget to bring book. wah, disaster ah. call mummy to bring for me. haha my parents would never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh, then something stupid happened today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;my mum accidentally brushed her teeth with shaving cream!! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;she screamed and we thought what happen. i couldnt stop laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA that was the lamest thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;open house shall be a success. it better be. haha.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;boards, souvenirs, this and that ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;go go go. we will be super focused tmr. work hard then we can play hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;thats all i guess. my supper's calling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;at this rate, i wont be able to fit into my skirt in a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;gillian whatwhat choo? quick, suggestions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;im watching a show with horses and zebras talking to each other. my sis says its the best show ever. right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-115703906861385443?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/115703906861385443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=115703906861385443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/115703906861385443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/115703906861385443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/08/lifes-good-when-you-forget-exams.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-115677375134153466</id><published>2006-08-28T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T07:18:14.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;my dad was jogging and he stepped on some rat.&lt;br /&gt;poor guy&lt;br /&gt;the rat. i mean&lt;br /&gt;he acted out the whole scene. the rat was twitching. what a way to die.&lt;br /&gt;its not everyday you step on a rat. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway, my braces are off. haha. thanks for coming with me (:&lt;br /&gt;it looks artificial and weird. i shall cover my mouth forever and ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha and kathleen took this porno picture. and its now sunm's display pic HAHA. haiyo, i always knew they had it in them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i think we should all cheong for the end years. after that we can go havoc. haha i'll start a to-do list. for all the things i'll do after EYE. i can prioritise huh. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;why do things have to be this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;if only we could pause at the good old times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;and fast forward all the bad times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;but then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;without hardships there is no compassion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-115677375134153466?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/115677375134153466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=115677375134153466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/115677375134153466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/115677375134153466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/08/haha-my-dad-was-jogging-and-he-stepped.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-115538502188539881</id><published>2006-08-12T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T05:17:02.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;i hold back my words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;force them down with food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;i sleep them off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;sometimes i release them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;as coughs or frustration or silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;too often&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;its just the calm before the storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;nobody really knows that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;im stifling back a scream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-115538502188539881?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/115538502188539881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=115538502188539881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/115538502188539881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/115538502188539881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-hold-back-my-words-force-them-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-115469760452635677</id><published>2006-08-04T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T06:20:04.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mtp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;im suffering from a super big and oily macs upsized meal with curly fries, alot of green tea and fillet o fish without mayo and too much laughing overdose symptom illness. argh. couldnt eat dinner and i feel like puking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHA MTP &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;eh, mr goh, mr sng and mr eric tan say im attentive, dilligent and consistent leh. and my smart mother went to ask mdm noorhani "excuse me, did u check the correct name?" fine man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then the chinese teacher wrote "very late in handing in work"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i like mdm noorhani. she phrased that in such a mild, nice way. leaving out the 'very' part of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and the worse part was my mum started talking about health and what not. haha i like that word. what not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then she said "now is the time for them to develop.later some parts don't grow". you should have seen the look on mdm n's face. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and i think tha skit was super funny. house tee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;CHECK! eh? shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHA ok it was part of the script.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;vicky is a good actress. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and weiting said that priya's forks were stuck together when they were doing the 3H- like campfire item.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"we did it! without our parents" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;cue the loud thunderous laughs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and my mum kept looking at mrs lim kim choo's ahem when she was talking to her. the name tag la. think straight. i know its hard but haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;thank god mtp is once a year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i want to see kathleen's mummy. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-115469760452635677?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/115469760452635677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=115469760452635677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/115469760452635677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/115469760452635677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/08/mtp.html' title='mtp'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-115353915709002091</id><published>2006-07-22T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T20:32:37.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Saving Jane - Come Down To Me Lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Words fall out of my mouth&lt;br /&gt;And I can’t seem to trace what I’m saying&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants your time&lt;br /&gt;I’m just dreaming out loud,&lt;br /&gt;I can’t have you for mine and I know it&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna watch you shine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Tripping up on my tongue,&lt;br /&gt;It’s all over my face and I’m racing&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get away from you&lt;br /&gt;Burning all the way home,&lt;br /&gt;Try to put it to bed but it chases&lt;br /&gt;Every little thing I do&lt;br /&gt;When the light falls on your face,&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let it change you&lt;br /&gt;When the stars get in your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let them blind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;You’re beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Just the way you are&lt;br /&gt;And I love it all&lt;br /&gt;Every line, and every scar&lt;br /&gt;And I wish that I could make you see&lt;br /&gt;This is where you ought to be,&lt;br /&gt;Come down to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Spell it out in a song,&lt;br /&gt;Bet you never catch on to my weakness&lt;br /&gt;I’m singing every word for you.&lt;br /&gt;Here I’m thinking I’m sly&lt;br /&gt;Then you’re catching my eye, and just maybe&lt;br /&gt;You’re thinking what I’m thinking too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;When you see it on my face,&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let it shake you&lt;br /&gt;I know better than to try and&lt;br /&gt;Take you with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-115353915709002091?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/115353915709002091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=115353915709002091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/115353915709002091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/115353915709002091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/07/saving-jane-come-down-to-me-lyrics.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-115353836421009645</id><published>2006-07-22T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T20:19:24.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;look like the innocent flower but be the serpent under't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;we do not, and will not live by that statement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;what you can say to our backs, our faces can take it too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;the thin thread we hang by will snap someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;no more hiding behind thoses masks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;let's leave the past behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;damn it, we've got to fix this and move on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;everyone is hurt. everyone is pressured. why make it harder for ourselves? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-115353836421009645?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/115353836421009645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=115353836421009645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/115353836421009645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/115353836421009645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/07/look-like-innocent-flower-but-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-115301539885692132</id><published>2006-07-16T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T19:34:06.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOLD!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GOLD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;yes gold dammit. HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;before the competion we were all stressed man. me and wanning were high school musicalling in the bus. haha. destress methods okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;everyone there looked so pro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;we were introduced somewhat like this: next up is the cedar symphonic band. starting off as a military band, they clinched the best sec school display band award. and became a symphonic band the following year. they have since been awarded the silver award in the syfs. ....... living up to their motto, ordinary people, extrodinary music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;the last part is cool right. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;the march was great. madeline said we should all set it as our ringtone. HAHA. yiddish- the solos were ahhahaha superduperstylomilosteadypompipi. ok wth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;tenor no. 7!! and 13. no mouse squeaks. i think the first movement was damn good. haha. fifth movement&lt;/span&gt; and all the nice sexy parts. haha. yaju and ruixians melody. and the tubas and their bom boms. haha amira. that bom bom action. and yilans solo. come the last part, it was kinda messy. and after the thing miss sia's face was black as hell. she complained to the tchers and i think we all played our best. but it wasnt the best place to play in wasnt it? i know a silver doesnt matter if we did our best. but wth man, our best isnt good enough for a gold? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;after clearing out, me and wanning went to vch again. drumroll...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the results... firstly i'd like to thank... crap, they make up clap at a time like this? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;cedar symphonic band with a percentage of eighty.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ok, we screamed and cried. for so damn long. haha. some poor people got 79.46 or something. silver okay. we broke some 9 year silver record. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;thanks to all the people who helped us. everyone contributed. support is damn important. we've ALL done good. and the sec4s!! our last performance. bittersweet. well, at least it wasnt all bitter. just as we were all bonded and happy, they have to leave already. ive never seen ya ju, carmen and pamira that siao before. carmen kept wanting to tuo yi fu. HAHA. pizza hut!! table for 23? haha. saw vicky and mai!! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;we were going crazy. gold here gold there. haha.then we sat in a circle listening to our recording. people were staring. but WHO CARES? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the golden girls of csb!! hoho. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;its now up to us for the syf. concert!! i want a concert!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the bar is set for greater things to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;a wise woman once told me, with confidence, half the battle is won. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHA. yes thanks everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;csb fall in!! (into the fountain) haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-115301539885692132?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/115301539885692132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=115301539885692132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/115301539885692132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/115301539885692132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/07/gold.html' title='GOLD!!'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-115288877061933060</id><published>2006-07-14T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T07:52:50.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first national band comp 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha today's pe was funny. we played floorball. we learnt it for so many lessons but today we finally played a match. we looked like crazy cleaners trying to sweep up a holey ball. tiring but damn fun. 3- 1 okay. dont play play ah. shan is good at hooting the balls in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yanying said something wise and strategic about their team and the secret weapon. "aiyah, vicky so small she can go under the people and grab their balls" HAHA smart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and assembly was so klong ding dong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;they kock their pots and pans. HAHA one woman looked like she was hammering nails. sorry man, i know i should appreciate the fine arts more. but ya, at least the emcee was quite funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"girls, its okay to doze off while we're playing. thats what the music's supposed to do to you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"what if they suddenly scoop rice out of the pots?" HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;kathleen ah. maybe after the performance they'll go free rice for everyone!! it'll taste delicious after we knock it for about a million times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;evie!! HAHA omg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh, nice playing maisarah. HAHA i bet lyana sabo you one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;band. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i think it was kind of screwed today compared to yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ms sia was pissed. haiya. everyone is stressing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i think i wont be able to sleep tonight. and tomorrow night too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;we have to wait 4 hrs for the results and we wont even be there!! so stress then also. oh man, we'll all have white hair after that. let's focus, play well. look up, appear confident (haha siying. appear only ah) and DANCE people dammit. haha lets be enthu and enjoy it. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;my brother was playing blackjack with my sis. they play with money somemore. he wins, she cries. game over. he has to return all the money. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;tomorrowtomorrowtomorrowtomorrowtomorrowtomorrowtomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;TOMORROW'S THE DAY. THE AFTERNOON! THE 2 O CLOCK PERIOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;expectations expectations. meet them or face the music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;pun is so not intended&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;days of hard work and practice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;it all comes down to this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;one time, one chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;jubilation or disappointment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;what's it gonna be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;understand or not?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-115288877061933060?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/115288877061933060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=115288877061933060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/115288877061933060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/115288877061933060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/07/first-national-band-comp-2006.html' title='first national band comp 2006'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-115028384897927788</id><published>2006-06-14T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T04:18:35.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tioman band con camps</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yoohoo!! i sound damn gay now cos of my sore throat. i shall go man myself up. haha. sunm called me and when i answered she was " err, can i speak to gillian?" ya la, its still me. the gay me. then HUANGBAOHUI said i sounded auntie. uncle more like. haha&lt;br /&gt;okay and i dunno where is everybody now i just want to go out without any school obligations to attend. ahh. I DONT LIKE JUNE HOLIDAYS!! or maybe i like cos can slack. but then i dont cos got alot of homewk and got school so in the end still must wake up early. or maybe i like cos got lots of camps and fun things. but also not that fun cos theyre over anyway. or maybe im just going siao and keep contradicting myself. SIAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay lets write about tioman!! (3 - 6 june)&lt;br /&gt;first day. go to some mersing place to take speedboat to tioman itself. hoho. SO WINDY. like im talking to a fan. then like those kind of big opera singers with the vibrating voices. ya, like that. okay then the funny thing is after we took the boat, we couldnt stop smiling cos the wind la, blow blow blow. then stuck. if people ask " you chee ko pek ah? smile here smile there" then bo bian must say " aiya, sit speedboat mah, face so tight. like go botox like that"&lt;br /&gt;then we walked up to some BIGGEST WATERFALL IN TIOMAN. woah. damn impresssive right? we thought so also. then the guide made us walk 1 hour man. he kept saying five mins more, very fast reaching. WHAT FIVE MINS LA? EVERYTIME ALSO LIKE THAT ONE LOR. haha then FINALLY we reached. got quite alot of people. we were like so fun!! im going to jump in man. LIKE REAL. the water was freezing. haha. took so long to go in. "ah, see la, who say want to jump in one ah?"&lt;br /&gt;we stayed at some kampung place. not bad, still got aircon. but no tv. sad&lt;br /&gt;then i took very long to get into the toilet to bathe. PEOPLE SCARED GHOST CANNOT ISIT? when i went to shower, the smart electricity went to turn itself off. PRO. i stood in the dark. wet and blur. huh? time to sleep alr meh?&lt;br /&gt;then i scared myself, by looking in the mirror. SMART PIG. so that day i bathed halfway only. but thanks to wonderful sakura wet wipes, i was clean. and jessica yeo!! the flies didnt bite me cos i bathe halfway okay. its cos i smell too good. JEALOUS I KNOW. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;then we went snorkling!! ahh at first i was "come here fishie, good fishie" then my sister went to throw alot of bread near me then ALOT of fishes came around me. "WTH, GO AWAY YOU FISHES. I EAT YOU THEN YOU KNOW AH" im scared of fishes. when they come too close.&lt;br /&gt;and we went jetty jumping. so deep!! and i was the only one who screamed. not fun one you all.&lt;br /&gt;next day we went to the beach. so clear and salty. and we ate icecream. so fang bian. dirty your hands just dip into the water. its icecream eating people like us that make singapore's water look like milo. orh hor.&lt;br /&gt;so i was wonderfully tanned and sunburnt until NOW. im peeling like dunno what sai and i dont know what to do. i look diseased. eee, i was better off before. now i have to wear big sleeved shirts to cover my arms. no shopping la. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i came back, I WENT FOR THE FIRST EVER BAND CHALET!!&lt;br /&gt;hoho so fun. brought rice.haha funny. then we played multilevel captains ball!! with water balloons and fake water balloons and of course, my good friend, the WHOLE CHICKEN!!&lt;br /&gt;the sec ones were grossed out. then we said "if you pluck out the wing or drumstick got more points" wah, chiong man. they were fearless. haha. twisting the poor chicken. ke lian- marinated in sand- missing limbs- touched by many- chicken. i will remember you forever.&lt;br /&gt;then we filmed lost seson 3, 4 and 5. HAHA. cihui was all wet and all brown. she shouted "I LOOK LIKE SHIT"haha. then we were like "wah, really hor." then ALICIA TAY went to follow me and try to inflate her boobs and ended up tearing her shirt! HOHO trombone ah. tsk tsk. then we made up story and said that alicia went to rescue a drowning boy and ended up looking like that. people believed leh. HAHA. stupid.&lt;br /&gt;BARBEQUE!! super fun. and horny la. who ask ruixian go bring AP. then they all went siao. jessica and her sausages. oozing somemore. eeyer. HAHA and her tee shirt. zhi yin aka SANDRA BROWN. haha. and amira and the boys next door. go take a cold shower to cool those pervertic minds. haha. ms sia and mr ong came at 12am!! after some big buffet. so obvious la. mr ong cannot tuck in his shirt. HAHA. took lame photos. haha. me and wanning made some potato and ham thing. thanks to MASTER CHEF ruixian. haha. ate icecream by the pool and watched a walk to remember and hide and seek. we were more scared of the lizards than the show la. haha. come out come out, wherever you are~&lt;br /&gt;so in short, BAND CHALET ROCKED!! woohoo. didnt sleep the whole night. and siying and ruixian went swimming at 7 am!! haha. with normal clothes and goggles. lucky never wear the swimming cap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day, CON CAMP!! actually i was dreading it la.&lt;br /&gt;and smart me was late for mass. why? cos i couldnt find a notebook. so i ended up bring a popular square exercise book. HAHA. joke. gc and me were dotting it. haha. NO HANDPHONES, TV, AND CLOCKS for the next few days. they stopped all the clocks there. smart. the ride there was fun man. laugh like siao. damn high also. i like praise and worship!! hoho. and the drummer girl was so cool man. agatha. she write me letter leh. gc, you jealous i know. haha.&lt;br /&gt;then we did many fun, relaxing and enlightening things there. i like the blindfold one best. somebody felt so LOVED. haha. did some serious soul seaching. ya, serious. shocking, i know. then somebodys GODMA visited us with potato chips. haha. i think everybody is so nice in the camp. esp the YACs. hug here hug there. SPREAD THE LOVE MAN.&lt;br /&gt;the "x- men" and WAIKIKIKI gang were damn lame. making that toot "W" sign. haha. nick and jo were super funny. STORM. with a gender crisis. haha.&lt;br /&gt;someone was like " we learn values like love, forgiveness and chastity."&lt;br /&gt;nick : "nooo... chastity not good" HAHA SIAO&lt;br /&gt;i think being a YAC is super fun. lets all go be. yesyes. thou shalt not worship coke bottles just cos they fell from the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after that i now have to oversee 3 days of cip!! SIAN and we dont even get the hours. i think wanning and me are so nice to buy them drinks can. APPRECIATE us while we arent broke. we have one more day to go. jia you everybody!! YOU CAN DO IT. think of all those cancer kids we're helping. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zou ba, shang ba, lai ba.&lt;br /&gt;koowanning our crazy food days are here to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-115028384897927788?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/115028384897927788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=115028384897927788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/115028384897927788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/115028384897927788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/06/tioman-band-con-camps.html' title='tioman band con camps'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-114916150439296596</id><published>2006-06-01T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T04:31:44.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;this week is so bandy or banderful. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ms sia is PRO. but she should come more man. conductors earn big money. 3hrs a month for $1800? woow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and THANKS ARNANTA!!! i love dunkin donuts!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;got the chocolate, nuts, jam, sugar, sprinkles. the kind the fat fat policemen in the movies eat. HAHA no wonder they so fat. i shall work in a donut shop when i grow up. like real. i'll cop so many heavenly circular thingys of dough sprinkled with sugary goodness that i cannot fit into the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont like holidays!! sian. except for band, BUT STILL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i miss running around the level with people. or going to the toilet without actually GOING into it. (who ah?) but everyone is busy with stuff and CANNOT GO SHOPPING AND GOT NO MONEY. eeyer. what is the great singapore sale for you tell me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;thats where self entertainment comes in. drum roll please. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;SPEAKERS!! PORTABLE BATTERY OPERATED ONES WITH ADAPTER!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha thats what me and my sis asked the owners at every geek technology-ish shop at sim lim square. and finally we saw one that was okay la. anyhow choose. 50 plus. supposed to pay it ourselves but HOPEFULLY my dad forgets. anyway, what is 50 bucks to a working man right? and its for a good cause too. haha. his daughters? dont think thats good enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;there are a million shops that look the same and sell the same stuff. but at different prices. ahh, must be smart. so when we wanted to go back to buy the speakers, we took so long cos i thought it was on the 2nd floor. but its the 5th.cos i saw the lift numberings instead. got lifts 1, 2 and 3. so i saw the big big 2 there. dumb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ahh are black or white speakers better? i got the black ones cos almost everything i own is white. specs, bag, player, teeth.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh, i cut my hair again, cos mrs tan said it was messy. ha, now its even worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;instead of a broom, its now a stump. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ah man, this week is going to be havoc. going tioman, dunno go there do what also. NOT ROW BOAT OKAY. im not going there to train to be a fisherman. snorkling? definately no shopping duh. ee, my dad choose holiday very funny one leh. last year we went to climb mt kinabalu and water rafting. super fun la, but, so "campy and conquer fear" that kind of trips. and no shopping. and plus, i have too many fears, cant conquer them all. haha. plus, i dont really like little fishes swimming around me. and im most probably gonna have my thing then. super&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;later become red sea then they know. dont feel like going. i want to go food shopping with understudies!! i want to go for the 3 pracs im gonna miss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so i'll be there from 3-6, band chalet!!! 7-8, and con camp 9-11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont think i'll have enough clothes!! how how? i will not get to sleep in my wonderful bed for 8 nights!! damn. ee, i'll be so lonely. i want school. i think everybody also will have a tight schedule for june (not counted holiday already) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so, i dont think completing our homework is possible. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;for now, i'll just treasure my bed, and all the homely things like the tv and com. but band chalet will rock!! i'll bring the music on the 2nd day and we can PARTY all night. maybe we'll still be asleep when we have to check out. haha. highly possible. aiyer, too bad shaza cannot go. start studying now for end of year so can go band camp! haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh, and there's this show on national geo called IO WAYS TO GET ABDUCTED BY ALIENS. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;right. im not going to watch it okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;goodbye cruel world. see you on the 11th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-114916150439296596?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/114916150439296596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=114916150439296596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114916150439296596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114916150439296596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/06/this-week-is-so-bandy-or-banderful.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-114874222698057947</id><published>2006-05-29T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T05:27:34.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i guess its back to a once a month post basis&lt;br /&gt;oh, and on cross country, me, pat and kathleen went to sakae!! FINALLY&lt;br /&gt;us three looney hungry people went to the shop asking for the buffet, endure about 3hrs of starvation and watching other people eat, only to return later for the tea buffet.&lt;br /&gt;DESPERATE is the right word.&lt;br /&gt;or determined i dont know cos pat and me were craving for it for really long.&lt;br /&gt;so while waiting for 3pm and walking around, we looked like we were gonna die.&lt;br /&gt;4 and a half hours and 48 PLATES OF SUSHI later, we still looked like we were gonna die.&lt;br /&gt;haha we ate until we had to unbuckle our skirts halfway through.&lt;br /&gt;that was the first time i said " if i ever see another salmon sushi, i'll puke"&lt;br /&gt;i think we ate 10 plates of it&lt;br /&gt;dont judge me, we were hungry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its almost always about food huh&lt;br /&gt;chou dou fu next!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week was fine.&lt;br /&gt;monday- best practice day&lt;br /&gt;screwed up the middle part. damnit&lt;br /&gt;had this american professor come to teach and show of his super skills or SCALES rather. koo wanning will understand.&lt;br /&gt;we were in the com lab shivering like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;after teaching us and telling us we should have 3 reeds (haha) and making lame jokes we didnt understand, (he kept saying "err, that was a joke")&lt;br /&gt;shaza was laughing so "politely" at his jokes. i tried too. gave up after a while&lt;br /&gt;there were too many&lt;br /&gt;for the next hour plus plus, we watched him practice &lt;strong&gt;by choice &lt;/strong&gt;(at first)&lt;br /&gt;but cannot leave halfway right? later we bruise his ego how?&lt;br /&gt;and he kept playing scales. scalesscales.&lt;br /&gt;and my pee was freezing&lt;br /&gt;its the truth, im sorry you had to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday- the funny workshop thing.&lt;br /&gt;i think jeralyn was right, we went there cos we had the most englishy names.&lt;br /&gt;great way to pick people really.&lt;br /&gt;we all had to choose a story to tell, from this booklet of stories. (if i had to make one up, it would have gotten horribly wrong or dirty)&lt;br /&gt;then in groups everyone had to tell it -change something here and there- the usual thing&lt;br /&gt;then in our group left me and sarah so i asked her to go first (cos im nice. yala, i forgot my story cos i didnt bring the paper)&lt;br /&gt;then after she told it, the facilitator said "times up!!" haha lucky man&lt;br /&gt;LIKE REAL, at the last part, one person from each group had to go out to present.&lt;br /&gt;so of cause they sabo me la, sarah so happy some more. haiyo. even better, the first 2 people before me told the same story. heheh me and my smart brain.&lt;br /&gt;of cos everyone will choose the shortest one right? bodo&lt;br /&gt;then went for band, panicked about buzz, slept on the sofa without bathing, got scolding, continued sleeping, got scolding, the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed - buzz!!! haha&lt;br /&gt;funny man. before the thing, we still hadnt got the whole thing right&lt;br /&gt;everyone was "aiya, anything la, just do it"&lt;br /&gt;then during the dance, priya stumbled a little and we laughed at her. how can right?&lt;br /&gt;but lyana turned around and laughed so loud man. its just to have fun anyway.&lt;br /&gt;then after it finished, we ran out like last time.&lt;br /&gt;went back to bow and "thank you!!" and ran out again. to scream&lt;br /&gt;i bet the people went " eh?? siao ah they all?"&lt;br /&gt;then there was band, haha. we were looking at the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;cos the shirt sleeves were so big (like the cheena olden can keep books inside kind)&lt;br /&gt;checking to see if can see armpit hair!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;rapunzel, rapunzel, let down your hair!!!&lt;br /&gt;which one? haha imagine. we are a spastic bunch of bananas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thurs - in the morning, we had to meet ms wan. interview,(i thought they were gonna tell us WHEN is the interview) i wasnt fully awake yet, and i had to go toilet, clear something.&lt;br /&gt;INDEX NO. ONE!! 3C SOMEMORE&lt;br /&gt;im the luckiest person man. ya, full of bad luck. but its still luck right&lt;br /&gt;and i choked. during one of the qns. and the interview is really important rgt?&lt;br /&gt;words speak louder than actions now? forget it.&lt;br /&gt;vulnerable. never really felt it before. it'll hit you hard&lt;br /&gt;and it sucks. its better when you dont know too much. ignorance is bliss. not alwaysah blahblahenough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i carried a box full of colourful, never use before files and never read before magazines. looked like i was fired from school.&lt;br /&gt;went to eat with koo and yusoff. haha. pizza hut.&lt;br /&gt;actually we wanted sakae sushi, but she said cannot eat sakae cos its alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;smart me said " we not eating the sakae part, only the sushi what"&lt;br /&gt;hunger makes people go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;LINGUINE is better than spagetti okay. not the same. the texture, the cut.&lt;br /&gt;aiya, just shut up and eat la.&lt;br /&gt;and we made this "special creation" haha. wanning said it looked pro man.&lt;br /&gt;eat alr sure got constipation. the waitress cleared it when i was decorating it halfway.&lt;br /&gt;and that day was fun and funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri- last day of school. I CANT BELIEVE IT!!!! ITS HALF A YEAR ALREADY then later half a year, then one year then leave cedar then so sad eeyer i dont like this!&lt;br /&gt;okay 2nd interview. mrs tan went " girl ah, (forgot what she called me) your hair is very messy, and your spectacles and so OUTSTANDING like star like that."&lt;br /&gt;at that point i almost died. if it wasnt an interview, i would have dropped off my chair.&lt;br /&gt;thinking back, my answers and reactions were ridiculous. oh man. so toot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;report book!! haha socialises well with her peers = talk alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i know already la. i had one such comment every year man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then we watched OVER THE HEDGE&lt;br /&gt;haha. a movie that cant make you cry, or you dont even know its begun (haha. kathleen was like "start already ah?"), or when you just keep looking out for which character is avril lavigne's voice.  haha its heather btw, the girl possum. ya, she had about THREE LINES. pro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha but the nachos, popcorn and co. made up for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;it was nice, wont watch it again though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;XMEN THREE!! IM GOING TO WATCH IT. originally or piratedly i dont care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;my cousin said one loser XMAN died five mins into the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;now THAT is pro. haha. wonder how much he was paid for that five mins. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sat- spent the whole day rotting in front of the tv. and eating fried chicken wings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;thanks to the world cup. cos my dad is sure chop stamp delivered going to watch it right, so he needs food with his beer right, so my mum got a deep fryer!!! just coat the chicken wings with egg white and the floury stuff, drop it into the fryer, and three mins later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;wonderful yummy chicken wings!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;my mum claims its less oily. yaya, excuses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;im going to fail if i ever plan to be a vegetarian. IF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha oh!! lyana made this wonderful realisation about this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the chicken eats veggies = vegetarian chicken. (made of vegetables)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;lyana eats chicken = vegetarian lyana (a girl made of chicken thats made of vegetables!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;SMART!! why didnt i think of it before..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sun- had a party!! haha so funny man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;my aunty is funny. they keep saying " no more wine for her, shes crazy enough"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then later my mum did this facial thing with them. then they used this sponge to clean their face. my uncle went "aiyo!! turn black already you see!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then the water became dirty, so we had to change the water. change here change there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;none of them ended up with their same sponge. haha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"family what, we can share anything!! even oil and pimples" right. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha then my cousin almost put hair gel on his face. later his facial hair become slick, smooth and silky then he know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;here's a fact, laughing when putting on a clay mask will cause it to crack. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;HEELARIOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and today (mon again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;my sisters had a birthday party. ahh!!! little girls are horrible!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but my youngest sister's friends were so cute!!!! got alot of pictures. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;theres this girl hermione. then she took a liking to my brother. kept following him around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;my dad went " look, hermione found her harry" haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;my brother, being his usual disinterested self, just grunted and continued playing his com.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;went for dental. my sis is gonna have braces too. heh heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;who was the one who laughed at me when i couldnt stop drooling after i plucked out my teeth? hmm? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, i tried squeezing out the happy bits of the week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;how to practice safe fax. (98.7FM IS SO CRAPPY. HAHA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;whats done cannot be undone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;to bed, to bed, to bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;to beat yourself up and wish you were dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;damn i hate zuo wen!!!! ahh!!! i could have avoided my chinese teacher on friday but NO my stupid body wasnt invisible. so i have to hand up tomorrow!!!! damnit. can i just get a zero? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and the topic is why teens nowadays dont cherish (?) their mother tongue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;how apt. i should write it in english.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-114874222698057947?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/114874222698057947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=114874222698057947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114874222698057947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114874222698057947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-guess-its-back-to-once-month-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-114623764697288805</id><published>2006-04-28T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T07:08:55.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;its been two hectic weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and i made it thru without breaking down. or at least dying i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sports day!!! yay!! so fun. i came to a conclusion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ahem, BUCKET SEATS MAKE PEOPLE LAZY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;thats why i wasnt really cheering like siao during sports day. so got alot of energy for the "after party" part. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yes. i like going out with happy and high people. then sunm told us that the fast food restaurants ice has more bacteria than the toilet bowl. after i finished ALL my ice somemore. thanks man. so helpful. haha. and free things are better than one dollar offs. only "lucky" people get one dollar offs. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then we saw $50 cube watermelons and $12 as-big-as-yr-face apples. wooo. the tree must have been super dua rgt? everyone was so amused. take photo somemore. the prime minister would have gotten less attention if he were there. i dont think theres a difference in taste because of the shape. so why are the crazy scientists inventing crazy things at such crazy prices?! cos i really wanna eat it. haha. that was a good day. every friday should be sports day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;or maybe not la. today is super fun too. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;we went crazy over the f&amp;amp;n ppl's food. someone wrote "inedible" nxt to their muffins. so considerate. haha. but we were still quiet okay. must respect the food rgt? shh.. dont wake the food. siao la lyana. or did i say that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then narmadha and friends had a meeting!!! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;one n a half hours discussing abt 24 secs of the intro. the rest was pure ridiculous what if's. like what if we malu ourselves badly, or what if priya wore a spagetti strap. haha. hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the crowd will go crazy huh? or at least some of it. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh ya, pat said that its been so long since we 2nners stepped out of the classroom together. so true man. i still miss 2n 05. the 05 part is super important. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ms mel tan and her weird pet rock bob. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;she tapped it on charis's shoulder and said "oh bob is hitting on charis" sheesh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and she put it on the visualiser. it looked like a cookie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i swear the thing was looking at me during the whole test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i have a question, is sec 3 life very stressful? why is everyone so mood swingy? myself included.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;somehow its like we're all drained. we are. but still?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;its like, where is the energy? the life? ahuhuh. sec 2 life seems so happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe its cos i slept alot earlier then. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;when i go to bed, im on top of the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;when i wake up, the whole world's on top of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but we'll keep trying, forget all past pains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;chin up, eyes front. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;cos thats where we're heading anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;thats whats important&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;no point looking back thinking, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but keep on reminiscing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;all that what ifs and should haves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;in the end, saying is easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the doing is hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why so melancholy? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-114623764697288805?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/114623764697288805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=114623764697288805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114623764697288805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114623764697288805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-been-two-hectic-weeks-and-i-made.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-114527057625145049</id><published>2006-04-17T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T03:43:58.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;mondays are crazy food days!!&lt;br /&gt;its the day when wanning n me will go blow half our allowance on yummy food and try to eat slower than each other. haha. first it was mos, then pizza hut!!&lt;br /&gt;actually we wanted to go delifrance, but it we decided we deserved better and went pizza hut instead.&lt;br /&gt;ya right, it cost more money than our little wallets could carry.&lt;br /&gt;later we must wash plates than how? i have retarded fingers than cannot bend properly.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes then later we found the perfect toy!! a talking book!&lt;br /&gt;haha. its the same one as that time pat.&lt;br /&gt;but i think we missed a page. retarded fingers see?&lt;br /&gt;then there was this song, ahem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;JELLYFISH, JELLYFISH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;with no heart, bones and brain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;its almost completely made up of water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;to give you alot of pain!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh yes, isnt that the coolest song you've ever heard? haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i thought it was no nose, heart and brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;would having no nose matter if you have no brain anyway? guess not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then we saw this gun with a basketball on top and when u press the trigger,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;TAH DAH!! the bball bursts open to reveal a spastic man inside. i think i almost broke one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then we went around looking at baby clothes for our instrus!! haha wth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then the sop sax has only one leg. mine has none. haha. cos its too lame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;we will start a trend with heart shaped sunglasses and those press-a-button-to-pop-open kind of water bottles. haha yes, we will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then we shall have some section book then everyone can write in it. then when we're old and crinkley 10 years later, we'll come back and demand for the book back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;write all those scandals, all the secrets and hopefully SOMEDAY we might get a cute tutor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;those shuai cute kind. not the rolly polly cannot climb stairs la bi xiao xing kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but then again, theres nvr been a cute tutor. only gay ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the musically unstraight. sad sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe to be a great musician you got to disfigure youself first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe to let ppl listen to the music and not look at your face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;woohoo!! im on the right track people!! and without any effort too. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and yay!! i cant wait for comp, and the malaysia thingo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so, its only malaysia. but it takes very little to make this person happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;woohoo. then we can throw face in another country when we act spas. dont really have to act but anything la. then later we will go back to singapore!! so no one can point and say "hey! aren't those looneys from that day?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;cos we'll be safe. in another country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i think we can throw face anytimes except during our playing. must make it the best ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha yay jiayou everybody!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;my hair stinks. not cos i havent bathe yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then somemore the cl teacher was like doing the bi yu thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then she say "ta de tou fa luan de xiang niao wo yi yang"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;what? my hair like bird's nest ah? if yes, it better be the valuable bird's saliva that one hor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i think it looks like a chicken backside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;/ JESSICA! ; you can never lose what you never had. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISNT HIS OBVIOUS ENOUGH (thk's nostrils)&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;NOT BIG ENUFF AH&lt;br /&gt;ahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;-»ß+ß=ü§{6}«- gillian i like brown and red m&amp;amp;m's best. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;he smell too many chemicals, acids, bases and salts alr la&lt;br /&gt;must understand&lt;br /&gt;then it heats up rises and EXPANDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;woohoo. i have such wonderful logic sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;jessica you siao ah, you want big. nah, flares. :8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;woohoo. beat that. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i win. game over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-114527057625145049?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/114527057625145049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=114527057625145049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114527057625145049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114527057625145049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/04/mondays-are-crazy-food-days-its-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-114497848238133870</id><published>2006-04-14T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T18:34:42.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i cant sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;im sorry but its not that its good friday and im filled with pain, sadness anguish or something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;argh. i slept at 1 plus and woke up at 8 today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;its a miracle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i wish we had school today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;staying home makes me want to puke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;woohoo. my greatest achievement!! yesterday at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i prac my instru for 2 hours!! 8 to 10pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;usually i bring it home, play for 15 min and decide its too loud and noisy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;more like my family decides when they ask me to shut it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but yesterday, it was just me and my dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;he was in a stinky mood so he wont talk to me. even better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so i played for two hours. let him get irritated. practising's not a crime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and we watched swing girls!! ahaha. tenor sax so super pro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but the shows quite unbelievable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;how can she even play a tune when she broke a key out of the instru?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then there were abt 5 ppl. they were very lousy. then they prac then in the end very good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;typical. BUT THEN, a group of their initally skeptical friends got inspired, ran to the yamaha shop, got instrus and starting joining them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;wooow. how did they know how to play anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;made those 5 who prac hard look like losers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;thats reel life i guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;my mum says i cant prac now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i mean who isnt up by 9.30am?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, alot. judging by how many people are online&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;valerie! i cant believe you still remember that nickname.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh man. come back to see us leh. tues, wed or thurs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i think the person who invented the phrase "call me when you need me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;didnt mean it as "call me only when you need me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe i just dont understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;whoever said nothing is impossible has never tried slamming a revolving door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;cos some things really are. i think everyone should just loosen up and have fun. including myself. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and my parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-114497848238133870?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/114497848238133870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=114497848238133870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114497848238133870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114497848238133870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-cant-sleep-im-sorry-but-its-not-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-114446963579083202</id><published>2006-04-08T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T21:16:15.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>band!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HELLO!! im trying to scream on the computer cos i cant do it in real life now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CAMPFIRE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yay. the cca grp part on the first level were a little dead. okay very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;quite disappointing. but well, those on the second level were going crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;high like anything. not on drugs. i think the heat got to our brains and burnt the cells away. everyone was dancing like nobody's business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;okay, we were so called crashers so it really wasn't anybody's business right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i love tau huey!! its good for your health and wealth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;im so full of it. rubbish that is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;filzah scares me. with that freaky look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh yes!! band. woohoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;yiddish is coming out nicely. yay. and we're really improving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ms sia was super funny that day. i think she accidentally took too much medicine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;haha. wenyu wanted to go SAJC concert then ms sia went&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;" you go there to see concert or see long pants? aiiya, make your skirt shorter. can fold what. you want perfume i give you some?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;haha. so malu man. but i think ms sia is a really good conductor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;she can be serious and all of a sudden pop out with a lame joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;if we play wrongly must throw face and step on it. or keep in our pockets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;haha. no face, no mouth how to play?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;okay wth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;then wed need command. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i hope i wont screw it up. now got no voice . what if i go off key?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;too high? then everyone starts laughing? oh man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;then understudys should have outing!! woohoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;yay. now my mondays are for studying, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;tues, wed and thurs are for band and fridays are for slacking!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;this is so fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i know pat and natalie will be buying biscuits everyday. different kind for diff day of the week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;like the way some ppl have diff underwear for diff days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;haha. and the reason is you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;haha. kathleen ah, you siao pok. he came out a little too late. when the song was almost over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and i have such good taste. muhahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;wherever you go i will be waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;whenever you call i will be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;whatever it takes i'll make yr darkest days alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-114446963579083202?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/114446963579083202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=114446963579083202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114446963579083202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114446963579083202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/04/band.html' title='band!!!'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-114390223246200681</id><published>2006-04-01T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T22:52:30.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>april fools</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;HELLO!! did anyone notice its april fools day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;doesnt have much effect when its on a weekend huh? haha my sis and her friend planned to ask the rest of her class to string 10 toilet rolls to form a necklace. amd if they dont comply, the tcher is going to BOOK THEM. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;toilet roll necklace?? then two them arent going to bring them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;theyre gonna cry. we'll see how they pull THAT off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;part of it was my plan. the necklace part. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;38 gullible fools wearing 38 toilet roll neclaces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;if i were the teacher i'll say "whoa you girls got big backsides huh? use so many toilet rolls! still hang them round yr neck to show off. not smelly ah?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay last night i watched a programme on ARTIFICIAL beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;in china they have contests and pageants like "ms artificial beauty"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sheesh. what a GREAT title to have. then usually at the REAL beauty pageants, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the girls will go "i can play the violin and i help the poor"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;these girls go "i had 13 surgeries. on my breasts, nose, lips, thighs, tummy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ooh. im practically made of plastic and i cant go near fires cos i'll melt under the heat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and if i would have gotten brain surgery. but the doctor said he couldnt find mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;pity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then one of the contestants shocked everyone and revealed she was actually a man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;my dad went "oh yes!!! there is hope for me!!" omg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and there is this contest for "mr ugly". what an open declaration of your horrifying looks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;these people go through so much pain just to look beautifuland stand out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but now, people in china wanna look eurasian. more and more people look plastic-y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;in the near future, unplasticicy people will be the minority.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"ooh gillian, your nose is real!! can i touch?? ooh. you are really one in a million"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then there was this poor lady. she wanted to be taller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so she let doctors saw through her legs and put metal stuff in it to stretch them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but it failed and her nerves got problem and the skin was rotting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;all for a few inches more in vertical length&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;omg. peirong! you better not try it. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;its april fools. i have one day to be mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;are we that pathetic we have to inject and put ourselves through so much pain to change our bodies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;are we "ugly beyond redemption??!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. thats shanmei's phrase. the one she was laughing at the whole off reading period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then after an hour of disguisting people with bouncy cellulite butts, lots of blood and sawing and cutting and liposuctioning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;national geographic decides to show this message&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;this programme contains graphic images&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;viewers may feel uncomfortable with certain scenes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;great now they tell me. after i almost puked out my maggi mee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ZI ZHAO, ZHI ZAO. its the same kathleen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;bukit timah sexy ahma. haha. i like that phrase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-114390223246200681?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/114390223246200681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=114390223246200681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114390223246200681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114390223246200681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/04/april-fools.html' title='april fools'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-114328348216461273</id><published>2006-03-25T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T02:47:56.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2n!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yay!! this is the sms pat sent to us:&lt;br /&gt;"hello. me, gillian, lyana, mai, priya and narmadha are going ps to eat tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;how racial harmonious. haha"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. how lame can she get.&lt;br /&gt;i should get her a wheelchair soon. and one for me too i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in the end guess what?? mai decided her darling is more impt than us&lt;br /&gt;((: haha. and then there were five. then we ate ice kachang. i cant decide if i like the ice or the kachang better.&lt;br /&gt;okay then we went SWENSONS!!! yeah man.&lt;br /&gt;super fun man. the fries rock. we all really miss 2n man&lt;br /&gt;then we were saying, what will happen like ten years from now.&lt;br /&gt;i asked priya to invite me to her wedding. haha!!! they say that she will wear a tux.&lt;br /&gt;omg. apparantly mai is the one who will get married first. haha. we'll see if we are right.&lt;br /&gt;then pat is siao. she say that in 10 yrs, narmadha will be married and have 3 kids!!&lt;br /&gt;at 25!! that is SO possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we ate some TOPLESS FIVE icecream&lt;br /&gt;then we laugh like super loud okay. then when we looked around. everyone had gone home. haha. then nar say "eh, we got five ppl rgt?"&lt;br /&gt;then we were like haha what? five topless ppl eating topless five icecream!!&lt;br /&gt;haha. then we almost forgot to pay when we go out. haha. ALMOST only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think we should make saturday lunches a tradition&lt;br /&gt;since like last week we went to eat too.&lt;br /&gt;like anyone can come and embarrass yourself in pizza hut or swensons. ((:&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for buzz at canteen. 2n will rock the stage. haha&lt;br /&gt;if there is a stage.&lt;br /&gt;yay. i hope 3c will enter too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im watching two ladies wrestle. they look ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;what a waste of their botox-ed and surgically enhanced face.&lt;br /&gt;they are NOT gentlewomen. haha (right kathleen?? (((:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-114328348216461273?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/114328348216461273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=114328348216461273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114328348216461273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114328348216461273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/03/2n.html' title='2n!!!'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-114286444912824891</id><published>2006-03-20T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T06:20:49.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;today was pretty much forgettable i guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;nothing significant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont know what im writing about so i dont expect you to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;see that lady standing there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;dressed in elegance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;elaborately coiffed hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;flawless porcelain skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;a beautiful dress- the colour of the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;flowing gracefully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;with every strut she takes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;poised with a cigarette in her perfect hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;held up to her scarlett lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ever immaculate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ever beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;you call out to her even if you do not know her name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;she turns, relaxed and practiced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and rewards you with a mona lisa smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;no matter how perfect she seems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;her eyes are full of sadness and hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the eyes never lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the tears that matter are those pouring out from your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;not flowing down your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the smiles that matter are those shining through your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;not plastered on your lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the words that matter are often those left unsaid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;not penned down for all to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i think i have too much time and im not using it THAT well. i think only. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-114286444912824891?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/114286444912824891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=114286444912824891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114286444912824891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114286444912824891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/03/okay-today-was-pretty-much-forgettable.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-114260627805368268</id><published>2006-03-19T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T00:01:26.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>drunkards</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hellohellohello!!&lt;br /&gt;i am currently watching a show about a man whose thinks he has a clone but actually he is a clone too. so he's fighting and stuff to be uncloned. or something like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to sunm's house on friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i thought alot of people were going but i t ended up with us three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;lets see, what did i do there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. listen to my nice ipod until it died and we had to burry it (iknow SOMEBODY likes my ipod more than i do)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. watched some chinese wrestling show. then me and sunm were like ouching away. but im sorry to say that kathleen has no expression. (probably thinking of sunm's cute neighbour rgt kath? haha. dont deny miss)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. i think i destroyed sunm's bed by jumping on it. oops. and after eating pasta, potato chips, salad-with-too-much-coleslaw and some other miscellaneous items i picked up around the house)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;4. oh yes, looking at yearbooks. haha. i was fighting with kath. haha. sorry kath, i almost killed you. haha. hey!! it was an accident. then there were a few weird observations. sunm is so ashamed that juli doesnt look THAT nice in the yearbook. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sunm: points to a face in the yearbook. "ahh!! juli looks so ugly!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;me: looks at the weird picture and i agree with sunm. "haha. she looks like a man!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;cant really rmb if i used the word she or HE. hmm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;5. yes, kathleen got drunk and needed to pee but she dont dare to go to the toilet by herself. someone thinks that me and sunm are very interested in looking at her do her business. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, i think i have to wear an armour when i go to school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;my homework is not even touched. i bet there's mould on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;kill me now. before the teachers do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;i sit and think of where i'll be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;a year or two from now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;i sit and think of where you'll be then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;by my side or far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;then i decide &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;tomorrow couldn't come much sooner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;i want to stay this way forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-114260627805368268?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/114260627805368268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=114260627805368268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114260627805368268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114260627805368268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/03/drunkards.html' title='drunkards'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-114243823303963247</id><published>2006-03-15T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T07:57:13.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>flashers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;HELLOHELLOHELLO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i went home with yanying and jessie from city hall mrt there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then in the mrt correct, we saw this man correct, with his laptop correct&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then he was watching a movie. you know? moving pictures and sound?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then there were this three little boys correct, then they go and ka chiao the man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;puny kiddy 1: "eh, uncle what you watching?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;man: silence. with a weird face. abit surprised too i guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;puny kiddy 2: "eh uncle, u got play pokemon not? can on internet? you play game ah?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;man: shocked face. still silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;puny kiddy 1 and 2 : ehuncle!!!!whatyoudoing?showmeeemeeeemeeewhatudoing??letmeseee!hhjjjijrrgkdkjifgiusjiurfkrmlgkmrmelmkgtlklmlkwirjgijwmrgwkmrlgmlwkmlmlgmlfmllosqkpwokdpwkd!!! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;man : disgusted face. more silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;after like what seems a really long and quiet time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;man decides he's had enough and closes his poor laptop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;puny kids: "uncle, why you close??? why??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;puny kid's sister (i think): "omg, i want to tiao lou le."   (i want to commit suicide)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;(btw, the first part was how i talked to weiting cos she was acting retarded)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and that concludes my mrt ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the bus ride with jessie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;WHAT TO DO WHEN YOU SEE A FLASHER FLASHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. really, i mean it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. laugh at him. embarrassment is always a weapon of choice for jessie. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. scream!!! ahh!! but then jessie say he might get more high. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. flash him back. haha. no harm trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;why is there no such thing as a female flasher. or is there. hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;think of the possibilities..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then my mum said there is this flasher outside her sch last time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;he hides behind the banana tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and pounces on little girls and wags HIS banana at them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i love public transport&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-114243823303963247?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/114243823303963247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=114243823303963247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114243823303963247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114243823303963247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/03/flashers.html' title='flashers'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-114226514642186543</id><published>2006-03-13T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T02:18:32.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>doggies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;heyheyhey!!&lt;br /&gt;okay, on sunday i went to east coast park&lt;br /&gt;then there was this dog thingy going on&lt;br /&gt;wth man. there were SO many dogs. running around with their skinny little legs&lt;br /&gt;not a pretty sight. really.&lt;br /&gt;then there was this huge dog, i repeat HUGE dog&lt;br /&gt;its tongue is as long as my palm&lt;br /&gt;then my mum went up to the owner and told her the dog looked like a sheep&lt;br /&gt;my mum is the most kindest person right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;today!!&lt;br /&gt;ta dah&lt;br /&gt;the beach thing failed&lt;br /&gt;so saddening man&lt;br /&gt;so me, pat, lyana and mai went ps&lt;br /&gt;they stand outside the secret recipe that place then ran away&lt;br /&gt;deciding that in the end, pizza hut was better&lt;br /&gt;haha. the waiter looked so blur man&lt;br /&gt;CHEESE!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;so today was full of funny smelling things (haha. aloe vera pat)&lt;br /&gt;very very bored people (kathleen duh)&lt;br /&gt;and lamos trying to act bimbo (mai and lyana - EARGH!! HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;lets see what tomorrow will bring&lt;br /&gt;argh, thats so cheesy. (I LOVE CHEESE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-114226514642186543?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/114226514642186543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=114226514642186543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114226514642186543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114226514642186543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/03/doggies.html' title='doggies'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-114183166478080666</id><published>2006-03-09T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T23:30:21.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oac</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;oac time.&lt;br /&gt;day 1&lt;br /&gt;still rmb day 1 was stressful. hugged our class instructors for the last time in like 6 days&lt;br /&gt;everyone was hurrying around&lt;br /&gt;doing their own stuff&lt;br /&gt;labrador campsite&lt;br /&gt;eeyer. it made me miss my primary school days&lt;br /&gt;had camp there too.&lt;br /&gt;it was not that strict. but just as tough&lt;br /&gt;i liked it when we were all "against" the outside instructors and teachers&lt;br /&gt;than now, when there is a segregation between us&lt;br /&gt;gets me confused cos i dont know where that invisible line between us&lt;br /&gt;since you know, like a day ago we were acting spas together&lt;br /&gt;but dont worry, i still really respect them and everything&lt;br /&gt;we had low elements. nothing much to say i guess&lt;br /&gt;sorry sharron. haha. doesnt mean it was bad though&lt;br /&gt;oh!! good thing margaret was with us. missed her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 2!!&lt;br /&gt;omgomg. high elements and tower&lt;br /&gt;i suck at heights okay. i cant even take those super high escalators&lt;br /&gt;dont know what overcame me but i volunteered to be one of the first for abseiling&lt;br /&gt;haha.i was okay when i walked up the stairs&lt;br /&gt;then i saw this funny thing peeping out of the window&lt;br /&gt;priya!!! (or suria) haha.&lt;br /&gt;i kept saying "instructor suria, i scared" haha&lt;br /&gt;then i kept covering my face with the gloves. which werent washed before.&lt;br /&gt;the guy there (ivan) asked my what floor i lived on&lt;br /&gt;"ten" i said. then he kong my helmet. and said i was scared for nothing&lt;br /&gt;it was okay once yr feet touched the wall. i wanted to look down.&lt;br /&gt;so i did. and i heard weiting screaming "gillian!! dont look down!!"&lt;br /&gt;then the guy asked me to put my hand on the helmet. he said it would make me slide down faster&lt;br /&gt;again, i heard weiting screaming "gillian!! dont take yr hand off the rope!!"&lt;br /&gt;haha. confuse me. i think priya is always there when im weakest.&lt;br /&gt;before abseiling and campfire. thanks priya. you rock my forks&lt;br /&gt;next was rock climbing. all the way to the top.&lt;br /&gt;haha. now i can admit that in sch i cant even climb to 3m!!&lt;br /&gt;thanks to leader sining. i kept looking down to see how high i am&lt;br /&gt;all the time i was climbing i was thinking "must thank spotters and belayers"&lt;br /&gt;haha. then i did high elements!! yayness&lt;br /&gt;did the crossed wire and a bridge too far&lt;br /&gt;i was sooo in awe when pat did the 3 logs thingy.&lt;br /&gt;she was the first and it was one of the highest. and i heard you screaming pat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;DONT DENY IT!&lt;br /&gt;i think belaying is so cool. never heard so many encouragements in one day&lt;br /&gt;reflections next. arica and nishanthi was funny&lt;br /&gt;esp nish's huge eyes. nishanthi, thats the reason me and weiting were laughing at you&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day3&lt;br /&gt;pet rocket. haha&lt;br /&gt;those facilitators were laughing at our grp cos we were so blur&lt;br /&gt;haha. esp me. i cldnt draw a proper graph and the laptop hated me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;very much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;cruise!!! leader siying and dolly scared me and weiting. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;tell you ah, weiting squeezed my hand everytime she felt a big wave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then she still act strong and ask xin ying if she wanted to hold her hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but actually weiting wanted to grab onto as many ppl as possible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. some teacher asked who chief was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;night hike was next. the guide was telling lame jokes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i laughed out of politeness. im nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;some ppl needed wheelchairs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;fatmah just needed coke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;day 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;labrador challenge. okay la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;thats all i can say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;campfire prep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the skit felt weird without our class instructors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;cos vicky would always cue us to dance, cry or scream or wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;kathleen will just say her leg pain and ask everyone to make ape-ish noises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then we played polar bear games with some leaders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;leader dhilshad had holy socks (cos they prayed alot)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;leader sumitra had socks that looked like a pillow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;its true okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but it feels weird seeing them in school now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;astronomy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i loved the auditorium. air con and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and the saturn sticker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i closed BOTH my eyes when i looked into the telescope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;blur already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;day 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;expressions!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. it was okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i slept on the floor till my hand was numb when i woke up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;campfire!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yayness. i loved campfires since my brownie days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;before campfire was err.. teary?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;weiting was a stressed king ape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ahh. everyone was so nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then stupid priya and arica keep telling us not to forget her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so gan dong can. yes la, i cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;mostly cos i was thinking bout my old class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;2nners rock man. but things will never be the same i guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i feel abit pissed when people move on so quickly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, our item was a success!! yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so much better than when we practiced it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;shaza!! nice hair. haha. i better wear an armour when i go to band next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;day 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;fire drill. haha. i was expecting pt later on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but dont have la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;break camp. i'll miss it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then we saw all the nc ppl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sunm gave us choolate. basically cos i was acting like a baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i missed her during camp man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and kath wanning kelly vicky priya lyana (nc16!! haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and my instrument ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;thats all. i say the wrong things at the wrong times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the end. an impatient kathleen is waiting to read this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;oooh, how exciting. right. haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;cant rush people with tiny red brains and retarded fingers kathleen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;my love is such a sad song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;for a more interesting and better "report" of oac please refer to other people's blogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;thank you for your cooperation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;bah. this is too lame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-114183166478080666?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/114183166478080666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=114183166478080666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114183166478080666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114183166478080666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/03/oac.html' title='oac'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-114121700527115453</id><published>2006-03-01T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T04:43:25.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha!! today band was super relax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;celebrated all the feb babies birthday. i think this is a super tradition man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and ahem, because its my birthday also la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;those who havent wish me can do so like... NOW?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;its 5th feb btw. (nicole!!! my own senior. how could you? sad man)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and we took our section photos today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;last year with the sec 4s... no more shaza to help me with my playing and talk crap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;no more siying to command us till her voice breaks and throw away alot of cake (on her face)!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;no more yeongeun to laugh with and flip coins to determine our future. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;no more nicole and her bimbo ways and her lame-shitting at my (so-not-lame) jokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;no more super kind suhana to make cheesecake for us. hey man, she's the only one who won't bully us juniors okay. it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I WILL MISS THEM LIKE SIAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;our saxy section is the best. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i wish we were all back to last year again. that was the best year man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;eeyer. i shall not think abt this anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, me and wanning made a lame song abt Minute Maid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;come find us with a dollar in your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then we'll sing for you!! haha. the money is to pay us to stop &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;omgomgomg!! i love the soprano sax!!! so nice and saxy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but i will never pao qi my tenor sax. ever. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;wanning's sax is her lao gong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;mine is my ah gong. haha. i'm dying from an overdose of rubbish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;siying... let me bring home to prac please.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;let's all do well for the july competition. yes, i know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;pass the auditions first then say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;we all lean and depend on each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;when one of us stumbles, we all fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-114121700527115453?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/114121700527115453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=114121700527115453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114121700527115453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114121700527115453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/03/haha-today-band-was-super-relax.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-114087811385340772</id><published>2006-02-25T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T06:35:13.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>isadora's birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;happy birthday isadora!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. she called me in the morning when i was still sleeping can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;poor shanmei lost her handphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but she's okay now. i hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then we ate cake. but mine drop on the floor! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then i cant catch any kind of ball! eh, think straight please. volleyball, basketball la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and i didnt win bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha, we'll beat sunmeng they all next time, rachel. ahahhaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;those sausages were yummy. with mustard that looked like err.. lao sai. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;shanmei thought so too okay. not just me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;its been like dunno how long since i went to isa's house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;reminds me of pri 6 days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;joan poh is skinny!! it's marvelous what military band can do for you! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i think military band is super nice la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;even my saxophone tutor says cedar m. band very cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes change isn't always good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;go watch drumline. it's a super nice show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;you've been far away for far too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-114087811385340772?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/114087811385340772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=114087811385340772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114087811385340772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114087811385340772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/02/isadoras-birthday.html' title='isadora&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-114078811855751355</id><published>2006-02-24T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T05:35:18.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hello. while my dad is busy in e toilet reading about the meaning of life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;here i am talking to myself. even though a conversation is meant for two. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i like the toilet bowl. i write all the lame (rhyming - or not) crap when i do my business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. thats why it stinks. oooh real bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so, here i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;after a day of school, then buying stuffs with pat, eating dried up baked rice, reading talking books at kiddy palace, and seeing pat's most ridiculous hairdo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. the lady clipped the two sides up. oh sooo cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm sure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. i can feel a kick coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and i chose her bag for her okay. im good. i know. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;bhb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;she can really dao those orchard road people that ask you for "a minute of your time"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;its usually ten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;wish i can do that too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but i guess thay would just think i'm deaf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;teach me please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"the easiest way to kill a man is to leave him there"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;from some poem we read today in lit class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;we can die from loneliness in this harsh sad world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hurr. (thats what cheryl writes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hur. (thats what kathleen writes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;bah. what useful information&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;girls, i'll quiz you on this extremely impt fact another day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;shoot me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;piang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;life is a two way street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;time and people drift past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;they look but never see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;they hear but never listen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;they nod but thay never understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;each going along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;doing things that are important&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but not so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;what do you do when the lights never turn green for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;always for someone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;never yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;which route do you take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;which ways do you pass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;life is a two way street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;what if we never meet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;bahahaha. i am stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;omg, what is that i see? potato chips!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-114078811855751355?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/114078811855751355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=114078811855751355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114078811855751355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114078811855751355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/02/life.html' title='life'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-114061596783657425</id><published>2006-02-22T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T05:46:07.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreamsssssssssss</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hello. i think i'm not gonna do very well in my sch work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'd rather watch some tamil show i dont understand than do my maths or smth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;anywayway, i had lunch-dinner with wanning!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;or boo ban bing? haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then we were so spas and lame can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;what cca do i look like i am in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;nicole looks tennis-sy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;wanning claims she's band-y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;eeeeeeee. niclolo say i look like a slacker handbell person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;wth. i prac v hard de okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i think i look like a cca-less person. boohoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay this will be my last post before i perish into chinese oral hell tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and no one can save me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;bah. chao ji ben dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;super stupid. haha. you can see why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay. i wrote this on my chinese newspaper on the bus on the way home from cp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i want my dreams to be refreshing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;like the soft pattering rain on dusty ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i want my dreams to be simple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;like an imagination that knows no bounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i want my dreams to be pure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;like the laugh of an innocent child &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i want my dreams to be lovely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;like the flittering of a butterfly's wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i want my dreams to be warm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;like the gentle touch of a hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i want my dreams to be calm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;like waves crashing upon soft sand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i want my dreams to be hopeful&lt;br /&gt;like a single flower growing in barren land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i want my dreams to be peaceful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;like doves nesting. untroubled and free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i want my dreams to be everlasting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;like a dried rose from a lover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i want my dreams to be treasured &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;like a newborn cradled in her mother's arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i want my dreams to be welcoming&lt;br /&gt;like a soft bed for your tired feet&lt;br /&gt;i want my dreams to be bittersweet&lt;br /&gt;like the sad song playing the last time we meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and lastly, i want my dreams to be forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;of great friends like these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;help. i am a super lame person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;will you be there when no one else is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-114061596783657425?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/114061596783657425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=114061596783657425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114061596783657425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114061596783657425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/02/dreamsssssssssss.html' title='dreamsssssssssss'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-114053352957146637</id><published>2006-02-21T22:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T05:11:51.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hello. i've made a resolution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm determined to work much much harder in band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;not that i dont already do. heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'll practice really hard till i have no more air in my lungs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then i'll be the best airless saxophonist ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;bah. silent sound. how ironic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm scared of chinese oral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;it will be super if i can speak at least 10 sentences without dying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;those who've heard my chinese know this is quite impossible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;quite only la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm sleepy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay im done vomitting out my written crap onto you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;please clear it up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;oooh. its raining &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i love the rain cos no one will know i'm crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, this is not true. i like it cos i can sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;the problem is not because we both broke it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;but because we didn't pick up the pieces &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;im not talking about myself okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-114053352957146637?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/114053352957146637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=114053352957146637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114053352957146637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114053352957146637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/02/hello_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-114042303859988059</id><published>2006-02-20T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T03:59:50.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the best thing about childhood-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;is that it ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i thee quote from the great malcolm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;(as in malcolm in the middle-that frankie muniz guy?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;of course i dont think that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;im still watching peter pan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hey listen to this, sing it to the tune of "i am cow" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i am lion hear me roar&lt;br /&gt;i weigh 10 pounds more than you&lt;br /&gt;and i know i'll break your barbeque&lt;br /&gt;you cant eat me but i'll eat you&lt;br /&gt;so u better go and hide&lt;br /&gt;i am lion&lt;br /&gt;i am lion hear me moo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;oops, roar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-114042303859988059?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/114042303859988059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=114042303859988059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114042303859988059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114042303859988059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/02/best-thing-about-childhood-is-that-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-114042260164366190</id><published>2006-02-20T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T04:02:01.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;wave your hands up in the air&lt;br /&gt;flood my tagboard like you just don't care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;esp kathleen. walao&lt;br /&gt;or should i say kathleen-who-loves-the-physics-teacher-that-didnt-come-today-and-cannot-eat-the-buffet?&lt;br /&gt;okay now that was really redundant&lt;br /&gt;would anyone spare a thought for my drowning tagboard?&lt;br /&gt;haha. now some people might be saying,&lt;br /&gt;"aiyoyo, she siao one ah. dont tag also cannot, tag also cannot."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaya. tag until your hand not itchy anymore. any nonsense or real sense is welcome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i just randomly thought of a random thought that is randomly random&lt;br /&gt;why is it jimmy neutron&lt;br /&gt;not proton or electron&lt;br /&gt;bah. why am i thinking about this when i can think of smarter things like...&lt;br /&gt;my wasted ice cream that i threw away today. you might ask why&lt;br /&gt;okay, it was cos it was too cold.&lt;br /&gt;but i did a good deed by feeding about 20 000 other ants in the rubbish bin&lt;br /&gt;which can be eaten by grasshoppers(??)&lt;br /&gt;which can be eaten by grasshopper eaters&lt;br /&gt;and some where along the way, it will be of benefit to us humans&lt;br /&gt;-whether you consider yourself one or not&lt;br /&gt;yay. im of use and help to the whole of mankind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help me. im being influenced by pat's randomness&lt;br /&gt;and my hand cram that day was not random&lt;br /&gt;i planned it a second before it happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;notice the time. i'm so early. no one is online cept for tanya&lt;br /&gt;what, you fly home ah?&lt;br /&gt;hey!! me too!&lt;br /&gt;sheesh&lt;br /&gt;anyway, its cos i have dental today.&lt;br /&gt;am i crazy or what but im abit sad my braces are coming off soon&lt;br /&gt;i somehow like the feeling of going to the dentist really scared and after the whole thing its like chey, nothing one.&lt;br /&gt;plus, its an easy way for people to find me.&lt;br /&gt;oh you looking for gillian ah? she's the one with braces that cant close her mouth properly and her teeth freeze really easily too. cos of the metal see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something like that.&lt;br /&gt;am i weird or what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im watching the peter pan show&lt;br /&gt;the one with jeremy something in it who is wanping's fav boy-that-can-never-ever-grow-up-and-have-wet-dreams&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeee. i'm so sick. okay, i've been worse.&lt;br /&gt;and now tinkerbell is dying!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on eveybody, all together now,&lt;br /&gt;i do believe in fairies, i do. i do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-114042260164366190?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/114042260164366190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=114042260164366190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114042260164366190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114042260164366190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/02/wave-your-hands-up-in-air-flood-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-114026359704742374</id><published>2006-02-18T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T00:32:59.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i think im stupid stupid stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;one minute i'm happy and rubbish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the next i'm gone. sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm not a solo kind of person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;think too much when i'm alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;or when i'm bored &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;i used to be normal. right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;look at me once i've dried my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but please, just plaese don't see me cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;time heals all wounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;no, they only burry them deeper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;when thetime comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;layers unravel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;exposing deep slashes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the deepest left by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the dearest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;to forget is not to forgive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-114026359704742374?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/114026359704742374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=114026359704742374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114026359704742374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114026359704742374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-think-im-stupid-stupid-stupid-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-114018664927895102</id><published>2006-02-17T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T06:30:49.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we watched macbeth today!! so weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;instead of daggers, there are machine guns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;instead of horses, there are motorcycles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;instead of cloaks and crowns and stuff, there are suits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and women (lady macbeth) had huge eyebags. pat noticed them first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, me, pat, kathleen and sunmeng went to pastamania!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. yummy. den we walked around and looked at funny stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pat thinks she is smart cos she knows what a piniata is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then kathleen kept laughing at the sqeeze check thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just cos sunm said "squeeze mine" in that serious voice during belay sch to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, it was e carebiner la. i was stoning during pe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;next time i want kelly to be my belayer. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and kathleen loves that accidentally in love song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. who doesn't know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and go smell pat and kath next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they bought cute cute raspberry cologne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. addicted to the smell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cheer up kathleen! go tomorrow okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i won't talk chinese anymore. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we all need each other to lean on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im watching white chicks now!! bitch fit! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TTTKA (triple T K A) time to totally kick ass. say it in that bichy voice and you nail it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-114018664927895102?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/114018664927895102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=114018664927895102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114018664927895102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/114018664927895102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/02/we-watched-macbeth-today-so-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-113992366251392475</id><published>2006-02-14T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T05:27:42.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy v day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i love valentines day! so xing fen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;tell you ah, my dad got a &lt;strong&gt;liverpool&lt;/strong&gt; jersey from&lt;strong&gt; london&lt;/strong&gt; from his collegues. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;cant really believe it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;today was so fun. and funny!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so many roses, &lt;strong&gt;chogluds,&lt;/strong&gt; sweets and toys. like open flower shop like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;thanks everyone for the gifts today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yay. so many things to eat, smell (hoho) and touch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;touch soft toys la. bian tai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha lyana!!!! a 300 piece puzzle?! my god!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;you were supposed to fix it for me. haha. if you can. if i can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;thank you anyway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i love love love love v day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh, im in oleander. same as shaza, yeongeun and nicole. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh, and the rest of my class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;fei hua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;thank u kathleen!! ("smelly" present), peirong, huihong(ma tong), krystal(chicky), soph, steph,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yinxue, pat (i thought u said u not giving? ahaha) wanning (saxy!!), madeyy (mad xiao jie), nicole (brownies are yummy!!), weiting and all others who i cant type anymore cos my fingers are cramping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i love you like a dog loves a bone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;like a crazy person loves a stone. (to bang their head on)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;help me. im made of rubbish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-113992366251392475?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/113992366251392475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=113992366251392475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/113992366251392475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/113992366251392475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-v-day.html' title='happy v day!!'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-113984194669471237</id><published>2006-02-13T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T06:45:46.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thats what they said</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;no fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;no tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;you'll be fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;that's what they said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;that's when they lied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;listen to your heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;follow your dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;you'll be alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;that's what they said&lt;br /&gt;that's when they lied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;you'll never walk alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;we'll be by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;you'll be okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;that's what they said&lt;br /&gt;that's when they lied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;life is unfair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;you grow old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;you die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;you get left behind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;that's what they said&lt;br /&gt;that's when they were right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-113984194669471237?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/113984194669471237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=113984194669471237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/113984194669471237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/113984194669471237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/02/thats-what-they-said.html' title='thats what they said'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-113973721950281441</id><published>2006-02-12T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T06:32:58.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>there are days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;there are days i want to cry but i have to smile for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;there are days i need a hug but all i get is a frown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;there are days that start right but end up upside down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;there are days i see you but i can't feel you here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;there are days i need you but you're not there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;there are days you hear me, but don't listen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;there are days i need to hear your voice, but you don't say a word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;there are days i want to speak but my voice is'nt heard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;there are days i want to scream but i'm forced to keep them in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;there are days i need help but all i get is nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;there are days i seem fine, but really, i'm not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;there are days i want you but you're never mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;there are days i want to sit beside you and wish it lasts forever. it never does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;there are days i need you here but i only see you in my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;there are days i think tomorrow will be better. it never is. never will be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;there are days i need you to save me but you leave me drowning in my tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;there are days i feel down and you bring me even lower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;there are days i need a friend but i make an enemy instead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;there are days i want to remember your face, but your back is the only image i have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;there are days my mind is full of thoughts . my mouth says nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;there are days i want you to know what i can do, not what i can't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;there are days i feel that what they want is more important than what i need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;there was a day, i looked at you and realised i didnt know you anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-113973721950281441?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/113973721950281441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=113973721950281441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/113973721950281441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/113973721950281441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/02/there-are-days.html' title='there are days...'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-113966230140821299</id><published>2006-02-11T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T04:51:41.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ohnoohnoohno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;go read the valentines day board.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there is a heart that says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gillian, lyana and pat rocks!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love, mai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mai was all "love what love? who says i love you all?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we all know u were lying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there was another one that said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maisarah rocks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that was obviously written by her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we were all crazy 2nners raiding the v day table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;miss those times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then, me, pat and pei went to watch i not stupid too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think i scared pat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i told her i would bring many many tissues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was supposed to be a sad movie what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay u were rgt pat, they were useless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but at e saddest part &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was slumped on the chair see, and my tears accidentally fell on her hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she was all "oie, u ok not? its just a movie"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. then she fly to another chair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe she thought it rained in the cinema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i am so full of crap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then peirong kept crying and crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;uncontrollaby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but she kept laughing when the man died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;okay, i did too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yay!! im gonna have a present from kathleen le!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i bought alot of present too lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but my wallet is heavier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;from notes change to coins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-113966230140821299?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/113966230140821299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=113966230140821299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/113966230140821299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/113966230140821299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/02/ohnoohnoohno-go-read-valentines-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-113957845957496418</id><published>2006-02-10T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T06:30:01.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>let it be national day forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, here's what i've been doing since national day- dont blame me.&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt my fault i forgot my password to my blog or if i was too lazy to even get up from my bed till 2pm almost everyday or that my fingers cramped up from doing practically nothing. hence, the lack of posts.&lt;br /&gt;or anything else on my useless "online recollection of my precious thoughts"- also affectionately known as a frickin blog. pooh. (that was e sound of my "sigh" and not the name of a cute but half dressed bear or the sound of an abnormal fart.)&lt;br /&gt;for the whole of november, i was suffering from post holiday blues. did u ever feel like you suddenly feel like crap once you stepped out onto e singapore airport after a great vacation? i almost always do. how would i really know rgt?&lt;br /&gt;since i have only sat on a plane like- hold on, let my count-&lt;br /&gt;ONCE in my whole entire life since i was born?!&lt;br /&gt;yes, i am pathetic so you can keep you evil laughter to yrselves.&lt;br /&gt;its like once you touch down reality kinda bangs you hard on the head- or ass, in my case- i hurt it during landing. dont ask how.&lt;br /&gt;some things are better left unsaid if i ever want to go out in public without a plastic bag over my head. so i spent the next few days thinking about the holiday i had that slipped away before i had the time to look out of the stupid coach that stank. stinked? was stinking?! urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malacca trip, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;11 -12 nov&lt;br /&gt;its been more than a month but do you think i would forget how "someone" plonked her panty into the toilet bowl?&lt;br /&gt;or how "someone" (another one) wore a "sexy" top and the sick wrestling thing with priya and narmadha. naughty naughty.&lt;br /&gt;loads of crapping in our hotel room. and lyana, you better stop watching those channel 23 "porn" shows. haha.&lt;br /&gt;she "accidentally" stumbled upon it and "accidentally" kept on watching. hmm. i wonder... and the channel was in Beijing ok- all you sickos can stop searching your tv channels cos theres no way you'd find it anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;singapore is way to "censored" for that. i'll really miss all the 2nners. tag my blog and leave yr class. im in 3c. if you are smart, you'll realize this was written a month ago. i sounded so sad.&lt;br /&gt;i was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;still am?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-113957845957496418?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/113957845957496418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=113957845957496418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/113957845957496418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/113957845957496418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2006/02/let-it-be-national-day-forever.html' title='let it be national day forever'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-112351791578651889</id><published>2005-08-09T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T06:31:26.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;its national day!!&lt;br /&gt;the last one with my sec 1 n 2 class. aiya. so kns leh. i hate this kind of thing. just when u r in e 2nd yr with yr new class, (before you had to leave yr friends of 6 years) you have to leave again. n cheryl might not even be in the same school. sheesh la. i am not a big fan of change in case you havent notice.&lt;br /&gt;urgh. we should have 4 years in pri school and 6 in sec school instead. someone should really say something?! help. theres still 3 months or 2 but its too fast!! dont u think?&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss the spastic 2nners, talking abt teachers to other tchers behind their backs (or in their face), screaming national day songs even if we dont know the words at all, laughing at lame jokes and going to the movies together. oh god, this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;i need to hear from people other than my conscience or those aliens in my friggin head. please would someone help me fix my tagboard? i wanna hear the people talk. or type. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;im watching this show and a football team captain is apparently gay. and his father is okay with it. then a woman says "good for you for being okay with your gay son"&lt;br /&gt;ha&lt;br /&gt;btw, i think that np commander girl ma'am jie ying (or smth) rocks la.&lt;br /&gt;am i regretting? hmm. its too late anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-112351791578651889?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/112351791578651889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=112351791578651889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/112351791578651889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/112351791578651889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2005/08/its-national-day-last-one-with-my-sec.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-112325239053817029</id><published>2005-08-05T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T03:36:39.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;national day is coming!! haha&lt;br /&gt;how exciting. ya right. its e same every year la. excepy this yr we get to play n i can see the performance at least.&lt;br /&gt;last year all i saw was this girl's big chunky hunky monkey head.&lt;br /&gt;i cant remember who. if i did, i would have beaten her head into the size of my fingernail.&lt;br /&gt;probably not. national day isnt that worth it.&lt;br /&gt;oooooh im so admiring the ncc and npcc people's drills. why cant we just be like them la?&lt;br /&gt;priya n pat would be so BIG headed right now. giving themselves pats on their backs. just like ms chia. haha. i think the commander girl is so pro. in front of so many people. and the commands are so long. eg if ours is keblakan puseng (how to spell ah?). theirs is keblakan jfbksj bfksbk fbskdhfbskh bfbhdsb jdfbhsb fjshjfdb fsfbjshdbfjs hbjf bjdhbfs puseng. haha. something like that la.&lt;br /&gt;and their uniform rocks. ya, to all those banders cursing me now, im still totally dedicated to band still. haha. with e new conductors its looking better. its weird. when u get good things or guidance, then u realise how badly we had it before. u know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;i learnt some things today. like that most malays can really shake n sway their bodies man. (except shaza. she admitted she's stiff like the majority of us)&lt;br /&gt;and that jessica wants to migrate to antartica and marry a polar bear&lt;br /&gt;and that mrs tai is the third party in between mr and mrs lam.&lt;br /&gt;haha. this information is so useful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-112325239053817029?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/112325239053817029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=112325239053817029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/112325239053817029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/112325239053817029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2005/08/national-day-is-coming-haha-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-112108676962478030</id><published>2005-07-11T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T05:59:55.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>world records</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;did you know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;that the country with the highest murder rate is india?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;apparently, abt 37 170 murder cases were committed frm 1998 to 2000. hmm. the guinness book of records people even gave them an official cert. imagine this, congrats, your country has committed e most nos. of murders. well done. stupid la. then theres even this button 'break this record'. hmm. wonder whos up for the challenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The largest box of chocolates ever made is a Frango mint chocolates box weighing 1,463 kg (3,226 lb) created by Marshall Field's, Chicago, Illinois, USA on November 14, 2002.The scaled-up version of the original chocolate box measured 203 cm (80 in) wide, 439 cm (173 in) long, 48 cm (19 in) deep and contained a calorie-induced 90,090 individual chocolates, which alone weighed 1,065 kg (2,347 lb).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;what? a 1000 plus kg box of chocolates?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;haha. a never ending supply of the yummy things you never get sick of. for me at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The largest cookie ever made was a giant chocolate chip snack with a diameter of 24.9 m. (81 ft 8 in), and an area of 487.15 sq m (5,243.6 sq ft), made by Cookie Time, Christchurch, New Zealand, on April 2, 1996.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;thats abt as big as our classroom floor. i think. btw, that estimation was very inaccurate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Largest Jar Of Jellybeans. elitz Confectionery made a jar of jellybeans measuring 1.37 m x 1.37 m x 3m (4 ft 6 in x 4 ft 6 in x 10 ft) high, with 2,160,000 jellybeans weighing 2,744.23 kg (6,050 lb).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;the jar was twice the height of the guy standing next to it. really. who would want so many jellybeans? theyre just gross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;there are so many lame but yummy world records set. haha. like the worlds largest choc bar, ice cream sundae (which looks like a big fat pink man), ice cream cake, largest lollipop, largest omelette (made from 160 000 eggs), largest pancake, largest pizza, taco, wedding cake, longest line of sweets, most no. of candles on a cake (12 432 candles btw, whos that old anyway?)most expensive ice cream sundae ($1000). and this girl ate 138 smarties in 3 mins using chopsticks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;so with all this massive amounts of food, all we really need now is someone that can eat it all all up. anyone wants to try to 'break that record'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;WARNING: DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;or anywhere else for that matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-112108676962478030?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/112108676962478030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=112108676962478030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/112108676962478030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/112108676962478030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2005/07/world-records.html' title='world records'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-111928114113619006</id><published>2005-06-20T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T04:07:13.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;woohoo. its been a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;changed my skin but the tagboard is not working. so, if you have any comments or complaints, just keep them to yrself for now. its going to be hard, but whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;holidays have been really hectic. homework, band, tv.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;anyway, this holiday has given me the chance to "sample" all 56 or something cable channels. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;i watched one of those documentary shows where they discuss "subjects concerning the public". hmm. how intellectual. i could only remember 2 topics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;1. how celebrities spend all those money they have in their bank. (which is alot ok.. of money, i mean.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;ok, just so you know.many celebrities have more than a million bucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;to name a few, young stars like lindsay lohan can spend lotsa money when they first get that whole load of cash when they make their first movie or album or whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;heres a list of what you can buy with a million dollars (or close to that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;1. a pair of white shoes that usher bought ($15 000)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;2. a HUGE diamond necklace usher bought too ($25 000)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;3. 2 million ice creams from macs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;4. 2500 pairs of those pants that i want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;5. a nights stay at donald trump's hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;6. a life time supply of cds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;7. 10 million balloons (what for? i dont know)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;8. 50 computers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;9. 333 ipods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;10. a statue of yourself cast from solid gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;so, anymore ideas? its not so hard to own a huge mansion or even an island all for yourself. only if you are a movie star or singer. (or follow paris hilton and make a "home video" , plaster it on the internet and be famous overnight)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;work for your money and your money will work for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-111928114113619006?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/111928114113619006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=111928114113619006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/111928114113619006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/111928114113619006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2005/06/woohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-111772050384132424</id><published>2005-06-02T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T08:13:32.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;5.15am time i WAS supposed to wake up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.30am woken up by my maid. barely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.37am tried to kick her but ended up kicking my bed instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.45am finally woke up and TRIED to rush around like a mad woman. sad to say, i was too tired to even try. went to sentosa!!!! for band balloon hat rehersal thing. this is e run thru of wad happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sun was really really hot. i would have used that excru- something word if i knew how to spell it. made many many balloon hats. apparently, my head was expanding and heating up too fast that... ya, they sort of popped la. 5 actually, on my head, if u really want to know. (mrs tan's scientific explanation on how the balloons popped so fast)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was this guy who went up on to e stage to collect something and he had to tell the rest of us his name. lester. eww. who would name their son LESTER? sounds gayish. no offence to whoever who has that name. i suggest u change asap. gives shallow ppl like me the wrong impression of you. yeong eun was like "is his sirname Mo?" im thinking, who cares? then she said " because MO lester. molester, get it? maybe it was the way she said it, or maybe it was the sun and the heat messing up my head, but it was really funny. at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;NAMES THAT I THINK SOUND YUCKY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;no personal association with the dead or living &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;lester&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;sophian (seriously, thats a guy's name)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;hubert (who would name their son after a brand of dogs? hotdogs i mean.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;im out of ideas and time too. tell me more gross names please. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-111772050384132424?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/111772050384132424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=111772050384132424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/111772050384132424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/111772050384132424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2005/06/5.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-111719193306385137</id><published>2005-05-27T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T04:10:34.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;things in my life that are going right...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my grades? i improved in level position but deproved in class position... this just shows that my class is damn smart... im an exception...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band is definately better now... we r gonna play at sentosa... whee!! no offence to sir or his fans... but with e 2 new conductors, band is not only more fun but haha, i tink e playing is much better... PLUS, mr ong said that we should get more exposure (meaning we get to perform more) and maybe maybe maybe even get 2 go 2 JAPAN!!!! (next year or something) &lt;-- that part is in small print... but better late than never... i guess... hopefully e 2 conductors keep to their word... fingers crossed... legs crossed too. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;things going wrong in my life... (there r too many to be typed out...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homework!!!! bah... there is soooo much work in e hols... and our ipw project work is not moving at all... we r sooo stuck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just found out abt that cute guy in coach carter (that show rocks by the way...) im talking abt WORM!!! hahas.... hes fricking cute... errr.. hes THIRTY and probably dirty too... and he has a five year old daughter... that sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling like shit again... probably coz its that time of e month... anyway... i have this "habit" of thinking of e end when im only at e beginning... like when i first came to cedar, i thought of leaving at sec 4... now when its mid year, im worrying about when i have to leave 2N... how depressing... i tink our class is damn united and we have achieved lots tis year... e ppl there are so fun and i dun tink i want our class to be seperated and spread all out all over e cohort... hopefully, most of us can be in e same class... coz, if we see each other when we r in diff classes, will we still be like before? dun tink so la... everyone will move on except me... gosh... im so not adaptable la.... hate changes... most probably i will be e only one hanging on to "those days".... im sooo going to miss this class... sheesh... soumds like todays e last day of e year already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS, i stink bad... i havent bath yet and i want those yummy smelling soaps from e body shop... HINT HINT... sadly... my pocket had a hole in it... all my money "mysteriously" disappeared... haha... yes, blame it all on e broken pocket...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-111719193306385137?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/111719193306385137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=111719193306385137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/111719193306385137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/111719193306385137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2005/05/things-in-my-life-that-are-going-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-111528529619535147</id><published>2005-05-05T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T04:11:32.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>alpha males</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;hi... its been a looooong time since i last blooged something... actually, theres a lot of things i want 2 sae... but i cannot rmb my "ideas"&lt;br /&gt;aniway... about e aloha males part... its abt e HOUSE OF WAX... u noe tt movie? ya, e 1 filled with loads of beautiful famous ppl and a lot of WAX... quite obvious rgt? i watched e making of the house of wax movie on mtv... its e 1st episode so they didnt do much acting... just prancing around (in paris hilton's case) in high heels and shopping.&lt;br /&gt;then theres this 13 yr old girl hu had a party n the theme was DRESS UP LIKE PARIS. den paris went 2 her party to suprise her... she even bought her a necklace... tiara shaped. typical.&lt;br /&gt;maybe shes tryin 2 make up fer her past bitchiness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, abt e ALPHA MALE part... chad michael murray has this dog called OZZY.. dunno y but ya... den he was all "my dog is the alpha male doggy!!" or something... den when he went to e vet, the doctor was like ... uh oh... YOUR "ALPHA MALE" DOG HAS ONLY ONE TESTICLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth rgt... obviously e actor was pissed. but he comforted himself by saying his dog only needed one and it was "man" enuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actresses get jealous too.&lt;br /&gt;"paris gets to wear sexy lingerie and what do i get? track pants and long johns..."&lt;br /&gt;tts wad another female actress said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one cat fight coming up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-111528529619535147?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/111528529619535147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=111528529619535147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/111528529619535147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/111528529619535147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2005/05/alpha-males.html' title='alpha males'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-111226792263972488</id><published>2005-03-31T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T04:12:01.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;my brain has finally run dry... ive run out of sh!t to fill up my blog with....&lt;br /&gt;when im done wif it, maybe ill just flush it all away. seriously, my last post was so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;MRS LEE IS SO FRICKIN IRRITATING!!! she alwaes comes into e class at e end of school n picks on unsuspecting ppl who av 2 go now coz either their frens or their parents r running late and makes dem sweep e frickin floor, clear e frickin rubbish or make them her frickin slaves!!!!&lt;br /&gt;she always picks on me (or us!!!) even when e npcc ppl r there... she only frickin asks us!!! me, pei n soph n hh were thinking of reasons y.... n soph said: maybe she juz lyks picking on ppl called gillian, peirong, sophia n hui hong... -_-"&lt;br /&gt;if that really was e reason, ill punch her frickin teeth out n display them in a jar in e class... plus make sure she changes her name 2 one of ours so she can frickin pick on herself evryday!!!&lt;br /&gt;im a dreamer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, ive finally passed my maths... by 1 mark???&lt;br /&gt;how disappointing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing... pei is so forgetful... so totally 4got her guitar class timing....&lt;br /&gt;she called me TWICE to find out HER class timing...&lt;br /&gt;WOW... how wonderfully smart... i dun tink i can rmb it any longer coz my brain is bursting frm e 2 bks i read juz now... its exhausting... bks take up so much space in yr brain tt e rest of e other stuff juz oozes out... tts y i av so much ear sh!t recently... hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some ppl r born gross&lt;br /&gt;n im not juz talking bout me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-111226792263972488?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/111226792263972488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=111226792263972488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/111226792263972488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/111226792263972488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-brain-has-finally-run-dry.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-111140521746842396</id><published>2005-03-21T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T21:19:10.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ive got a freakin phone!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;whee... finally... my 1st phone kana confiscated n now im trying hard not 2 lose tis 1 too...&lt;br /&gt;92387130!!&lt;br /&gt;abit lyk my hse phone no. so next time dun ask me hu i m if i sms u... frustrating 4 sum1 hu has sooo damn little smses 2 spare... bah... my progress report 2dae SUCKED!! pathetic... "Gillian needs to strive harder in her studies."&lt;br /&gt;tell me something i dun already noe... thats too obvious fer some1 hu failed BOTH her maths tests n e common test... so i have 2 keep my grades up if i want 2 keep e phone... why....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;aniwaes... HITCH is such a nice mooovie!!! watched it TWICE... hahas... not a waste of $$...&lt;br /&gt;e 2nd time, i watched it wif my sis, rachel n peirong... when we were @ e mrt (sitting one person per chair...)&lt;br /&gt;tis weirdo came up 2 my sis n SMILED a freaky smile... i seriously thougt my sis was "attracting" e wrong kind of ppl....&lt;br /&gt;he said something in cl that NONE of us could understand... my cosin is in st nicks so u can figure how un understandable it was... he asked us 2 move n make space 4 him coz he tot that we were taking up 2 much space....PLEASE LAH.... r we really tt skinny??? until he thinks tt each of us took up 2 seats or smth... he kept looking n smiling during e ride... ewww.... peirong said tt he was crazy coz he looked as if e grasscutter ran over his head n his dentist accidentally conked out his front teeth... how superficial... but e way he was acting ... aiyo...&lt;br /&gt;afetrwards he muttered sorry or a "grunt" as pei said... tt pig...&lt;br /&gt;hopefully it was a "sorry". but one of them (cant rmb hu) said tt he said tt he was our grandfather or smth n asked us 2 watch out... (4 wad.... HIM???) lyk i'd be watching....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;TIPS I LEARNT FRM HITCH&lt;br /&gt;1 no woman wakes up in e morning saying "i dun want 2 be blown away" (not just by e wind)&lt;br /&gt;2 when talking 2 a woman, actually LISTEN 2 wad she has 2 say... n nt look @ her lips or how she wld look lyk naked!! so ull av somethin 2 say in return...&lt;br /&gt;3 eight out of 10 woman blive tt e 1st kiss can tell them evrything they want 2 noe abt e relationship... hmmm... based on ONE kiss?? better not av bad breath&lt;br /&gt;4 when a woman fondles (ha) wif her keys, she wants u 2 kiss her.... or else shell juz slam e damn door in yr fat face...&lt;br /&gt;5 4 guys, when kissing, go 90 % of e way n wait till she comes e next 10%...&lt;br /&gt;fer girls... if yr bf does tis, u noe he watched hitch b4... n if i wasent wif u... u better go find out NOW... coz tis is not e kind of show he wld watch wif his guy frens... :))&lt;br /&gt;6 according 2 will smith, if ure crazy, tts good... how? i dunno...&lt;br /&gt;7 three dates is all u need 2 make a girl fall completely in love wif u.... awww.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-111140521746842396?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/111140521746842396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=111140521746842396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/111140521746842396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/111140521746842396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2005/03/ive-got-freakin-phone_21.html' title='ive got a freakin phone!!'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-111089614892116658</id><published>2005-03-15T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T06:15:48.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just watched a french show called THE BUTTERFLY...&lt;br /&gt;its about a old man n a young cutie girl going on a trip to catch a butterfly... which is v rare lah...&lt;br /&gt;e girl is so innocent... she asked lots of weird qns...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how did captain hook die??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by scratching his balls...  (OUCH!!!!!)   hmmm... he paid e price fer being gross...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas... tts wad e girl told e old man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y e guy wants to find that butterfly is bcoz his son (hu died at 28) asked him to get it 4 him...&lt;br /&gt;e old man caught it eventually n let it go to find e person who waited so long 4 it... so sweeeet...&lt;br /&gt;i thought e man was going to die in e end. yes, im that sadistic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about e syf thing... i read jessicas post... touching...  -_-,&lt;br /&gt;BUT dun pressure you guys shldnt pressure yrselves too much or else u get stressed up n yr playing goes farnie... enjoy e moment!! coz not all of us have e chance.  syf is not a 1 person success or fault... btw, do u ppl prefer daisies or roses??&lt;br /&gt;hope we can go there 2 see u all play!! jia you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an award does not represent how good it is... you dont noe what goes behind e scenes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y do ppl say u fall in love not rise in love??&lt;br /&gt;do u fall when in love?? hmmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-111089614892116658?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/111089614892116658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=111089614892116658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/111089614892116658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/111089614892116658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-just-watched-french-show-called.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-111079331169381612</id><published>2005-03-14T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T01:41:51.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>chocolates!!</title><content type='html'>today me n cheryl went to peirongs hse to do hwk... hahas... peirong kept laughing at my hair tt i cut again... apparently i didnt learn my lesson from e last time... wasent so "adventurous" or mad this time... just trimmed it a bit...&lt;br /&gt;i bought 5 mars n snickers bars... e best way to eat them is to smother them in those yummy sweet whipped cream kind... not those tasteless cream they put on ice cream sundaes...&lt;br /&gt;then in peanut butter so it will get all gooey... :))&lt;br /&gt;vanilla icecream is good too.... coz if u put choco icecream it will be too chocolatey...&lt;br /&gt;cram e messy blob into your humongous mouth... it will be all icky n chocolatey...&lt;br /&gt;if u were adventurous enough to try n eat this... u would have just gained loads of calories n fat&lt;br /&gt;haha... good fer u...&lt;br /&gt;so start working it all off rgt now unless u wanna look lyk e floorwoman...&lt;br /&gt;but it is scientifically proven that chocolate is good fer u...&lt;br /&gt;:)) excuses excuses...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-111079331169381612?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/111079331169381612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>lalala</title><content type='html'>Now hush little baby, don't you cryEverything's gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;Stiffen that upper lip up little lady, i told ya&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's here to hold ya through the night&lt;br /&gt;I know mommy's not here right now and we don't know why&lt;br /&gt;We feel how we feel inside&lt;br /&gt;It may seem a little crazy, pretty baby&lt;br /&gt;But i promise momma's gon' be alright&lt;br /&gt;And if you ask me tooDaddy's gonna buy you a mockingbird&lt;br /&gt;I'mma give you the world&lt;br /&gt;I'mma buy a diamond ring for you&lt;br /&gt;I'mma sing for youI'll do anything for you to see you smile&lt;br /&gt;And if that mockingbird don't sing and that ring don't shine&lt;br /&gt;I'mma break that birdies neckI'd go back to the jewler who sold it to ya&lt;br /&gt;And make him eat every carat don't fuck with dad (haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis is e chorus of mockingbird.. my sis sent tis to mee... tis song makes eminem sound lyk a good dad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-111069282715875363?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/111069282715875363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=111069282715875363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/111069282715875363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/111069282715875363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2005/03/lalala.html' title='lalala'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-111019012597714264</id><published>2005-03-07T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T02:08:45.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oreos!!</title><content type='html'>pat is a disguisting n weird cook!!&lt;br /&gt;eewww... if she opens a restaurant next time, only gross ppl will eat there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is one of her "recipies" she made fer us to try today... (some of my frens really ate it... 2 spat it out... one said it was yummy?!&lt;br /&gt;MINI OREOS WUTH TOOTHPASTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ingredients&lt;br /&gt;10 mini oreos&lt;br /&gt;1 tube of Darlie toothpaste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;method&lt;br /&gt;scrape out all e cream (eat it if u wanna grow fat)&lt;br /&gt;slap toothpaste thickly on e oreos...&lt;br /&gt;feed it to all yr frens n watch their expression!!&lt;br /&gt;op. put in green minty toothpaste or pink strawberry flavoured ones fer that EXTRA something...&lt;br /&gt;hahas&lt;br /&gt;this would get a grade A fer home ec.!! more gross sh!t next post...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-111019012597714264?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/111019012597714264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=111019012597714264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/111019012597714264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/111019012597714264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2005/03/oreos.html' title='oreos!!'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-111001848074858175</id><published>2005-03-05T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T02:28:00.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>slap the monkey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.robrob8.com/games/slap_the_monkey.htm"&gt;http://www.robrob8.com/games/slap_the_monkey.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go n try that website... only fer super lame n stressed pu ppl lyk me...&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing to post today...&lt;br /&gt;only that i bought many presents fer my friends!!&lt;br /&gt;       :))    im seriously bored...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-111001848074858175?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/111001848074858175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=111001848074858175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/111001848074858175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/111001848074858175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2005/03/slap-monkey.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-110994660383826572</id><published>2005-03-04T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T06:30:03.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahh...  i want to complain... my week sucked man... wth...&lt;br /&gt;firstly, i failed my math, science tests... great... i found out tt syf regects cant play fer e speech day coz they think that WE WILL DESTROY THE WHOLE SONG BY BLASTING OUR FRICKING INSTRUMENTS... damn it... basically, they r just saying tt we suck lah... bleah...&lt;br /&gt;i tink that it was e leaders decision... coz sir is lyk somewhere in america... he isnt even involved with school events... they r sooo heartless... not really their fault coz i think that all of them have gone fer 2 syfs... they dun noe how sucky it feels man... n now we cant even play fer a school event?! whoa lao eh... saddening...&lt;br /&gt;those ppl hu get in r lyk comforting us... aiyah nvr mind lah, still got another chance... blah blah blah... ya, watever... these ppl dun noe anything lor... just trying to act caring... some r really caring but inside they're lyk happy lyk sh!t lor... some ppl r sad coz of really minor reasons... n when i sae minor it really is... imagine wad dey wld do if dey didnt get into syf.... kill themselves?!&lt;br /&gt;oh... band isnt just abt syf... well apparently it is... leaders r chosen by whether u go 2 syf or not.... speech day too... what if only syf ppl r considered e real band?! we r just e spare tyres hu didnt make it... wow...&lt;br /&gt;FANTASTIC...&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, we can at least get an audition from the leaders or smth... den dey can tell us if we really suck... den i will accept that i cant play fer peanuts... lame exp.&lt;br /&gt;Audition - the act of putting oneself under extreme duress to satisfy the sadistic intentions of someone who has already made up his mind&lt;br /&gt;meaning, ir e leaders dun want u in, no matter how u play... their mind is already made up... no use basically...&lt;br /&gt;eeyur...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-110994660383826572?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/110994660383826572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=110994660383826572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/110994660383826572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/110994660383826572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2005/03/wahh.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-110975687809599615</id><published>2005-03-02T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T01:55:51.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ce period!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hahas... today we had ce period with e floorwoman....&lt;br /&gt;hilarious man... she was talking abt temptations... -_-" sheesh...&lt;br /&gt;so ive "compiled" a list of rules made by fer today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rules of temptation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. u got to bo chaste, not corrupted in e head...&lt;br /&gt;2. not touching / let ppl touch any part of u under yr chin... bleah... u can beat yr fren's shoulders...&lt;br /&gt;3. cannot invite anyone to yr bedroom... where do we go to then?? (girls i mean...)&lt;br /&gt;4. no letting yr frens go to yr kitchen... ?! what? she thinks tt private?! as if we keep our panties in e fridge... -_-"&lt;br /&gt;5.if going out with yr bf, dress up to yr neck... prevention&lt;br /&gt;6.if u do all these, u r e perfect floorwoman no. 2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pity her daughter... cant even stay over at her fren's (girl!) hse... she jc2 (i tink)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i failed my science test today... by half mark... wah... wth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun really lyk band now... coz evryone is busy wif syf n its sooo boring...&lt;br /&gt;i feel so left out... bleah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im watching cartoons now... must have been deprived during my childhood... bah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-110975687809599615?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/110975687809599615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=110975687809599615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/110975687809599615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/110975687809599615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2005/03/ce-period.html' title='ce period!!'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-110967333033000025</id><published>2005-03-01T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T02:01:36.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy bdae!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;happy bdae isadora n marie!!~&lt;br /&gt;yesterday when e ex sec 4s got back their results i cldnt find marie... so sad... she did well ba...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniway... me n soph n peirong planned tis huge movie thing during e hols...&lt;br /&gt;we r going to watch bring it on (bimbo show) , white chicks n tt breakdancing show im going to borrow frm my cousin!! hahas... i dunno wad to rite le....&lt;br /&gt;cheryl is pestering me fer a testi coz i didnt rite one fer her... once, she sent me tis testi of e spongebob squarepants song... shes so thick skin... ask me 2 rite abt her in my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont think ill take her advice...&lt;br /&gt;e nkf film thing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its called how 2 save yr money juz in case u av kidney failure...:))&lt;br /&gt;so u dun need 2 ask NKF fer $$!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, its about tis boy called A (fergot his name) his friend was asking him 2 go to hong kong wif him fer shopping.... his fren said :"jamie's bdae is coming. maybe u can get something fer her dere..." jamie is tis girl A lyks... awww.... (its kim wakerman) ewww... her voice sounds lyk a parrot... sorry to all her "fans" or pervertic uncles who love oooogling at her... but i didnt lyk her e moment i read her blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then tis thinking bubble pops out frm his head...&lt;br /&gt;he tinks abt jamie... den he sees a watch which is e classy kind... its 500 bucks...&lt;br /&gt;den he kills his 3 little piggies (his $$ boxes) n empties out dunno how many zillion one dollar coins... he only saves $1 coins... weirdo...den he counts up to 500 dollars... exactly...&lt;br /&gt;on e girl's bdae, he gives her a watch. but its not e same one he saw... its a cheapo hello kitty watch!!? he told her tt he didnt want to but too expensive watch coz he wants to save up fer his studies...(lame excuse) n she said she wld wear it until it stops ticking... aw... watever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fast forward ten years...&lt;br /&gt;shes married to e guy n still wearing e same lame watch!! so unrealistic!&lt;br /&gt;hu wld marry a guy hu gives cheapo presents n lame excuses... n which sane 30 yr old wld wear a hello kitty watch?! n which cheapo watch lasts ten years!? my sister's watch dropped n broke one week after she got it... -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya... i saw tis fat bumbling woman wearing a shirt tt reads "graceful" in capital letters across her big chest... i tink she cant read....&lt;br /&gt;im mean&lt;br /&gt;ha&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-110967333033000025?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/110967333033000025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=110967333033000025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/110967333033000025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/110967333033000025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2005/03/happy-bdae.html' title='happy bdae!!'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-110958290687530623</id><published>2005-02-28T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T01:28:26.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mommy's boy... awww...</title><content type='html'>isadora, sorry... happy bdae! fergot 2 wish u !!&lt;br /&gt;okay...&lt;br /&gt;yesterday peirong came 2 my hse n showed me n sms tt a tuition guy sent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually its his mom lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me rewrite it fer u guys....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hi, im darren's mommy. please do not sms, email or rite letters to my son as i want him to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;concentrate on his upcoming tests&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. i hope u gals can RESTRAIN yrselves frm riting to him. this is to help him be less oblivious(?) in his words. i would even stop him frm playing basketball if i have to. i know darren is always helping his friends n wanting to make them happy. friends r important but friends must&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well... i guess she grew tired of embarrassing her son n didnt complete e sms... poor guy... i dont noe him but his mom sure thinks tt he's really popular among e girls coz she sent this to ALL the girls in his contact list... peirong keeps this sms to taunt him... hahas... shes wicked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad do girls think of him n his interfering mom now?&lt;br /&gt;phew... im glad my mom doesnt do this to me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-110958290687530623?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/110958290687530623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=110958290687530623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/110958290687530623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/110958290687530623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2005/02/mommys-boy-awww.html' title='mommy&apos;s boy... awww...'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-110941894346025473</id><published>2005-02-26T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T01:57:03.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>like toy soldiers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;hahas... me n my sis have gone crazy.... shes eating a lollipop which looks grosss... lyk jam... *yummy*-grace&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes, just now we were in e room listening 2 eminems toy soldiers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;step by step&lt;br /&gt;heart to heart&lt;br /&gt;left right left&lt;br /&gt;we all fall down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im supposed 2 be e soldier tt nvr loses his composure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tts where we listened until den we played tt part agn... and agn... n agn...&lt;br /&gt;actually e kiddy voice part didnt sound eminemy but after listening 2 a few more songs... he uses childrens voices alot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at tt part we were dancing lyk toy soldiers (goondoo pigs)&lt;br /&gt;hahas... imagine real soldiers marching 2 e 1st part of e song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we were competing whos breathe was smellier... hahas... we r s2pid...&lt;br /&gt;she wants me 2 sae tt i won... den she keep "breathing" onto my hair wif her stinky breath n it wilted!!! wah... now it looks worse than b4... saddening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, its 8, av 2 do hmwk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or listen 2 toy soldiers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-110941894346025473?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/110941894346025473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=110941894346025473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/110941894346025473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/110941894346025473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2005/02/like-toy-soldiers.html' title='like toy soldiers...'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-110938760963878212</id><published>2005-02-26T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T01:57:33.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>someone to join me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;hahas.... cheryl cut her hair.... obviously e hairdresser didnt see tt u had a skirt on! im bad... now somone else has burnt her hair... we all make mistakes esp in e part where it concerns our "image"... but at least it will grow back lah... actually she shld av left it longer by 1cm den can tie yr hair n let down mah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor u ... now e floorwoman will come after u instead... tts y pat is happy so tt she will come after u instead... hahas... nah, shes nt tt bad.. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-110938760963878212?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/110938760963878212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=110938760963878212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/110938760963878212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/110938760963878212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2005/02/someone-to-join-me.html' title='someone to join me...'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-110932821367688534</id><published>2005-02-25T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T01:58:03.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>continuation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;opps i fergot 2 rite someting else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was in e mrt rgt... i saw tis 2 ponggol sec girlies... in sec 2... they were talking sooo loudly i cld hear evry single word... esp tt girl wif e high pitched voice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were talking 2 an ex guy tcher hu is super nerdy n he even put his arm round e nearest girls chair... eww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found out tt girls frm mixed skools lyk 2 sae tt others flirt alot... they said" tis girl so flirt, go n make other guys lyk them" so shallow... lyk dey give e guys love potion or wad... n e girls were so giggly just talking 2 e nerdie pants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since e tcher is in e army, one of them ask him to ask his sir 2 let him take leave... she said tt she talked 2 her bro's sir b4 n ask him 2 let her bro take leave... den e sir sae she v talk c*ck... she told him tt c*cks dun talk... wow... so a "clever"ans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biatch* just lyk e "jamie" girl in e nkf film we saw in skool*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-110932821367688534?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/110932821367688534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=110932821367688534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/110932821367688534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/110932821367688534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2005/02/continuation.html' title='continuation'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-110932716432044949</id><published>2005-02-25T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T01:58:30.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>freaked out!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;wah... i av my ban yue ji (2) n compo (cl) to do... so ke lian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todae deres tis man called henry low hu came 2 our skool to do a talk on wad social workers n their jobs... HE IS A FREAKY GUY! yeeeur... he said tt he is e boss of the social worker... n said tt he decided to come 2 see girls... ewww... hes appeared in WOMENs magazines n when a girl put up her hand he said "wow, yr skin so smooth!" wads he looking at man... i tink hes supposed 2 be married!!! another hou lao shi case?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his "partner" is freaky too... he made balloons fer those hu answered qns rgt... den he started making heart shaped balloons (tts okay, theyre cute actually) but when he handed it to them, he gave them tt seductive look n henry low started singing loveee songs... ewwww... i nvr knew clever ppl (he boasted abt his masters degree) could be so freaky!!! even e teachers were a little freaked out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we went back to class to paint our hp holder... i redid lyk dunno how many times... but at least maisarahs gonna buy it... seriously... i didnt threaten her or anything... even sweejy wants to buy it... wow, so cheng gong... yay... havent even finish making yet got buyers... ya i noe, im being bhb... oh ya, den me, peirong n soph started drawing our hands.... not bad esp. soph's... hees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n im pissed abt e s2pid bus!! me n peirong waited lyk half n hr fer e bus... argh... wads happening 2 e world?! so kua zhang... but really, e driver even scolded us n said it was our fault...(e students of spore) how is it our fault tt 3 buses broke down?! tts e drivers reason fer coming late... so s2pid... n e driver drove sooooo slowly summore... aiyo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloggers r e same... u start riting evrydae, den after a while u grow bored n stop... tts how i do it at least...:)) heh... cheryl is a devoted(?) blogger... unlike some ppl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hands r tired...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-110932716432044949?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/110932716432044949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=110932716432044949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/110932716432044949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/110932716432044949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2005/02/freaked-out.html' title='freaked out!!'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-110924207149603289</id><published>2005-02-24T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T01:59:01.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>its working!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;hahas... yesterday my tag board didnt work... now it does.! yay...&lt;br /&gt;today peirong came 2 my hse (she still is) to do homework... cheryl i noe tt u tink tt we didnt do anything... but we did our maths!!! so unexpected... rgt after watching kung fu hustle... its damn funny... theres tis "clan" of fighters n they dance a mass weird dance after killing ppl... btw, all e members wear tuxedos fer dancing/ killing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yum!!! i smell my aunty cooking buttery prawns!!! hahas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peirongs singing sounds lyk shes gurgling water... she was trying 2 sing evanesence songs... i typed chicken essence just now... ive gone totally crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro is bugging me... sh!t... i just rmb tt we av 2 go 2 skool 2morrow coz of ipw!!! damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e sec 3s r at oac n i miss my seniors already.. e skool is too quiet without them... me n wanning gave yeong eun pads fer her bdae present!! she almost cried...(not bcoz she was touched) but we r nt tt bad lah... still gt give her a toy n a nai ping (elmo milk bottle) so cute! wanning wanted 2 keep it fer herself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tts all fer todays announcements, thank u fer yr attention...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha.&lt;br /&gt;im lame&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-110924207149603289?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/110924207149603289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=110924207149603289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/110924207149603289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/110924207149603289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2005/02/its-working.html' title='its working!!!'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11001629.post-110916903836116321</id><published>2005-02-23T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T01:53:27.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>so frustrating... arh..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tis is the worst&lt;/span&gt; n most frustrating day of my life... my links isnt working, my life isnt functioning and the s2pid super long post i wrote fer half an hour totally DISAPPEARED!! wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheryl cant help me , no one can... sadenning... she was bragging abt all her 6 bucks worth of chocolates n how shes gonna give some 2 me on mon when e screen went blank... im cursed... i feel lyk tt writer tt mrs low talked abt... e one hu lost his manuscripts n had 2 rerite all over agn!!! i feel yr pain man... he only remembered e good parts n his book turned out 2 be a hit. pow!! im sorry 2 sae tt after a long time of contemplation while i was shitting, i realised there are no gd parts tt i rote... FANTASTIC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterdy de yesterday... we became e stringies... influenced by priya n her dirty brain... im e G string... tts GLASS string ppl... wad were u thinking? i dun plan pn being plastered onto someones butt fer e rest of my life... glass string.... ouch... peirong is e Pearlie string... still ouch but its expensive $$$... cheryl is e crooked string...(2nners noe tt tis word has multiple meanings... haha) shermin/sherMAN is e sexy stretchable string... hahas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maisarah... im still waiting fer u 2 buy my hp holder i made... any price u want... sweej wants it too.. hu noes wad shes going 2 do wif it AT HOME....haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still canot stop thinking abt amerie... coz she stood up n laughed after being hit... shes the girl hu got banged by a car n didnt bleed... she flew btw... its not some minor accident... n e driver drove over her specs when he wanted 2 drive away... crack... new frameless really expensive specs tt she will nvr get agn till shes married... i made e last part up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todaes test was wonderfully horrible... chinese n history... fer history, i was staring into xiao rongs frickingly full head trying 2 squeeze ans out... im s2pid yes i noe...&lt;br /&gt;fer chinese.... aiyo... i was busy looking at jocelyn n margaret n all e clever ppl in front n wishing i cld belyk them.... i was also trying to avoid the tchers suspicious looks.... next time i vow 2 study so tt i will noe how 2 read e fricking qns in e paper... great.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis time this post better works...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11001629-110916903836116321?l=-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/feeds/110916903836116321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11001629&amp;postID=110916903836116321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/110916903836116321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11001629/posts/default/110916903836116321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-allovertheplace-.blogspot.com/2005/02/so-frustrating-arh.html' title='so frustrating... arh..'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12576478473146461316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
