<?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-4362595189186868919</id><updated>2012-02-02T05:47:30.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'>かけがえのない詩</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-8359479220281648091</id><published>2012-02-02T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T05:47:30.292-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Howdy yeah~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh my, it's been ages since I last updated this blog. Haha it's probably o's fault. I didn't have the mood to blog as life was filled with studying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I read some of the posts that I typed in the past. &amp;amp; I was like. The heck , did I type all that shit last time???? Haha some were really....assed. As of now, it's 2nd Feb 2012... Time really just zoomed passed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Gosh,2 nights ago was the worst night ever in my life. If I ain't wrong, I had food poisoning. Sigh, vomited 4 times, &amp;amp; some even came out from my nose. ~____~ &amp;nbsp;for pete's sake, the pain was damn excruciating. My sister got it too, but hers wasn't that bad as mine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;amp; yep, the next day, i had plans to watch 'We not naughty' with Pummyla, Amepok, Guaa &amp;amp; Hamster. (YongtauFOOL was supposed to come but someone uh hem uh hem, i wonder why ah???) I was really worried that i would suddenly puked while i was out. I didn't really wanna cancel on them cuz this was planned quite long ago...was it? Anyway i was really glad to meet them, MY LOVELIES OH MY. LONG TIME NO SEE. I MISS Y'ALL YOU KNOW!? Especially Ame, i haven't seen her since prom... Quite long eh. T^T Oh guess what, it was my 2nd time watching that show, nevertheless, i had fun watching it~ These freaks of mine are such caring friends, they were worried about me cuz i didn't look so well &amp;amp; i wasn't as crazy as i should've been, hahaha. After the movie ended, Pummyla insisted that i should head home. I wanted to follow them the Far East, but i guess she's right, i should head home. All of em gave me advices about what kind of food that i should consume &amp;amp; should not &amp;amp; all, haha imma touched! Thank you so much guys! (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;GRRR that night i had a quarrel with my dad. He didn't wanna bring me to the doctor &amp;amp; insisted that i should self-medicate. At that point i felt like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uSnYpNQ3ZBQ/TyqQ-Q9fJ8I/AAAAAAAAAv4/tMzFOnSkf6E/s1600/Picture+27.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uSnYpNQ3ZBQ/TyqQ-Q9fJ8I/AAAAAAAAAv4/tMzFOnSkf6E/s320/Picture+27.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;HAHAHA but i ain't that strong to lift up a vending machine, &amp;amp; not to mention i don't have one at home, hehehe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Side track: That guy in the picture is human. The reason behind his brute strength is..well, whenever his blood boils &amp;amp; snaps, his strength just surfaced. If I ain't wrong, anyone can be as strong as him, but our bodies have its limits, so the brain somehow erm, prevents us from doing so? I don't know if this is true, but that would be really cool if it's true!!!! :DDDDDDDDD Look at that, he detached a metal barricade from the ground hahaha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cmHTkWoz5uc/TyqS8aZMHRI/AAAAAAAAAwA/C1qQfD8su3w/s1600/Picture+63.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cmHTkWoz5uc/TyqS8aZMHRI/AAAAAAAAAwA/C1qQfD8su3w/s320/Picture+63.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Right, i really hope that i'll get well soon man, I WANNA FREAKING EAT ALL THOSE DELICIOUS, YET DANGEROUSLY FATTENING FOOD!!!! I'VE BEEN EATING PORRIDGE FOR 2 DAYS NOW, I AM ON THE VERGE OF DYING.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&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/4362595189186868919-8359479220281648091?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/8359479220281648091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/8359479220281648091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2012/02/howdy-yeah.html' title='Howdy yeah~'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uSnYpNQ3ZBQ/TyqQ-Q9fJ8I/AAAAAAAAAv4/tMzFOnSkf6E/s72-c/Picture+27.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-7931686340682995992</id><published>2011-05-27T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T10:21:44.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection</title><content type='html'>As I can see, my blog is rather dead....like i can see flies circling around it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this post, as you can see from the title, is kinda my reflection on my own life. Argh, weird i know, but i just decided to do it anyway. SO, bare with me as this is gonna be rather boring. -_-&lt;br /&gt;As boring as any teacher would find themselves being bored to tears when they read your reflections for the year or it being a solution to help them sleep when they can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, i kinda started reflecting when this blind young man, together with the organisation he's in (dialogue in the dark or something) came to our school a few days back. or was it yesterday? Never mind. Yeah, &amp;amp; he's blind. But that ain't the worst part. The worst part is that he was born a normal person who could see like any other normal person prior. All of a sudden, he lost his sight at the age of 27 or close. He was accustomed to seeing everything in the world for 27 freaking years, &amp;amp; he lost it just like that. (But to my amazement, he's rather optimistic about life..well, at least to me.) Do you know how painful is that? Not being able to see your parents' faces, or your family's, relatives' &amp;amp; friends' for as long as he lives? Well, no one does, neither do i. In exception of those who are on the same boat as him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that moment, i realised how much advantage i had taken on all those blessings &amp;amp; the daily routines that i've been going through. Such as, thinking that the water &amp;amp; food supply will go on forever. Or the fact that electricity is gonna be here for centuries. Finding walking home from the bus stop rather boring &amp;amp; tiring, or in fact, whatever usual things that we do boring; brushing your teeth, bathing, eating, walking, running, talking &amp;amp; the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that all these count as a blessing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz, those disabled people out there are unable to do those things that we humans normally do. Some can't walk, talk, eat by themselves, bathe by themselves, gotta depend on other senses to navigate themselves around cuz their sight do not help them anymore etcetera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life sure is short. For all i know, the very next day, my existence might be eradicated from his world. Sigh. It is definitely blessed to know that i managed to wake up the next morning,every morning to see my love ones &amp;amp; friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that i complained &amp;amp; wallowed in self pity about having eczema.&lt;br /&gt;'Why am i always feeling so itchy?'&lt;br /&gt;'Why can't i have normal skin like others?'&lt;br /&gt;'Taking care of it is so darn troublesome.'&lt;br /&gt;When i compare myself to others who are in a worst plight than i am, i feel like a freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, a freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, i'm rather shocked, &amp;amp; kinda touched when Mdm Khaw &amp;amp; Mr Ng actually questioned about my health(basically eczema) &amp;amp; asked what are the triggers &amp;amp; so on. Like, i never knew she was that caring. From what i see, she's always behaving like some ah beng &amp;amp; he's always...talking about his funny life. Ahaha. But i guess i shouldn't be surprised, cuz the themselves have children of their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So folks, start counting your blessings with a help of a calculator(it is recommended to use it) , stop whining about what you don't have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. this is just what i think; it's my reflection anyway. If you don't agree, go ahead. But keep your mouth shut &amp;amp; don't bother debating. I advise that you save your breath. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-7931686340682995992?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/7931686340682995992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/7931686340682995992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2011/05/reflection.html' title='Reflection'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-8876199332814626184</id><published>2011-02-25T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T07:13:13.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, damn it.</title><content type='html'>What the hell, Xing sent me the SYF rehearsal mp3 files but MY COM CAN'T OPEN IT. DAMNNN. WHY CAN'T APPLE COMPUTERS READ WMA FORMAT!? !)&amp;amp;~!#!(_&amp;amp;^#!@?!?!*)(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of syf.... i'm like speechless. First of all, MIS-PITCHING. I admit that i did that too, but i didn't make as many mistakes. If you can't play everything perfectly, just let go of one of your part. I've this feeling that people thought that i was the one mis-pitching at the rehearsal, because i'm always the one who mis-pitches during practices. &amp;nbsp;By the way, please DON'T practise SO MUCH before SYF. you practiced too much before the rehearsal, which is one of the reason why YOU COULDN'T PLAY PROPERLY! &amp;nbsp;Uhm, HELLO, have some common sense please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bar 72 sucks man. So out of tune. I've to practise more on coming in in piano. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH, can i just write " i'M SPEECHLESS" for the reflection??? I really have nothing to write about the rehearsal. &amp;amp; of cuz, i can't be bothered either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-8876199332814626184?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/8876199332814626184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/8876199332814626184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2011/02/oh-damn-it.html' title='Oh, damn it.'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-5660369042802534370</id><published>2011-02-12T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T06:25:02.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflecting</title><content type='html'>POO, it's been a thousand years since i've updated man.. Sushi asked me why is my blog so so dead. HAHA so i guess i shall update for you ok! Though maybe it doesn't really interest you, but yeah. Anyway, &amp;nbsp;i really had no time or i was just too tired to do anything. I guess now i know how Sucai felt last year. :O Oh gosh, my schedule is like &amp;amp;&amp;amp;)&amp;amp;_^$&amp;amp;*)~*_##^$ !!! Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: poa tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: band&lt;br /&gt;wednesday: chinese tuition&lt;br /&gt;thursday: band&lt;br /&gt;friday: poa tuition&lt;br /&gt;saturday: band, church&lt;br /&gt;sunday: science &amp;amp; maths tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna die. I LOVE BAND but it really can be tiring at times. Especially when there's sectionals. Y'know, the bringing of stands, instruments and stands to and fro from the band room and classrooms... i really hate that part. OMG. Takes really lots of energy. i rather run 2.4km ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, they announced the result of those who got into SYF. Sigh, though i got in, i still feel sad for some who didn't get in. oh well. Speaking of SYF, many of my classmates and sec5 friends opted out from SYF. Reason? Their cca standards deteriorated drastically(no hope to achieve gold), so they find it a waste of time to train hard, and rather use that time to study. This is something that i have to agree, but i don't find it a waste of time though. That's because i find all the practices really enjoyable. Hee, i'm so in love with my Trumpet, i just can't bear to part from it. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, things really changed as time passed. I really wanna achieve that Gold award, but seriously, do you think that we can make it with that kinda standard? Yes, there is some improvement, but definitely not enough. For the previous SYF, we were more hard working, took every single practices seriously, and even had additional sectionals which was not during band time. Eh look at us now, sectionals became such a slack, people skipping band when they feel like it, and no one bothers about having an additional practice. Like within half an hour of sectionals, we only practiced for 5 minutes, while the other 25 minutes was for talking. We had soooo many section talks, but nothing ever changed. I really can't stand all this shit anymore. You guys, come and tell me how to achieve that awesome result with all these bullshit!? CUT ME SOME SLACK MAN! Let me tell you this, if the seniors were still here, SOME of you would be immediately out of SYF. Hello, please wake up alright? SYF is not next year, but in 2 MONTHS time. This is seriously not a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we achieved a Silver or lower, I don't think I'd cry. It's expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, i know it's really offensive, but this is a fact. I don't hate you guys ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, you stole my part, i really hate you for life man. You think you very cool is it, play first for both + solo. you better don't play the wrong pitch due to tiredness, because you said that you can manage it. GOLD AH, GOLD. KEEP THAT IN MIND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; my poor stm kiddo also. sigh. stolen part. that feeling sucks. i wonder how she feels. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk, who on earth can get over this man? I ain't any sort of leader, someone useful or smart, so i thought i finally found something that i can make people acknowledge my existence or show that i ain't any useless piece of shit. But now? i guess i should be a useless freak for all my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i envy the past sec5 seniors because the teachers and conductors always share something different with them. But now? it seems that they don't even care. Ms wee only cares about me handing in homework. what the fuck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know la. i am so fucking pissed off now. Can't continue anymore. Bye freaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-5660369042802534370?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/5660369042802534370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/5660369042802534370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2011/02/reflecting.html' title='Reflecting'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-6183155357884223390</id><published>2011-01-05T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T05:54:18.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Sup</title><content type='html'>VRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, it's been a gazillion years since i updated, tsk. Just didn't have that motivation to blog.&lt;br /&gt;OHOH SCHOOL STARTED!!! :D ( *screams in anger inside*) ok lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've moved on to 5/1, but my mind still stays in 4/7. &amp;nbsp;Same for many others, they've moved on to the 2011 classes, but mind remains in 2010 classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minor&amp;nbsp;Case No.1: on the 1st day of school, they announced which class had which form teacher and tutor. So when they announced 4/7's teachers, i was thinking' wth, what kinda shitty kinda teachers are those!? i thought kai wei &amp;amp; cheng siew said that our teachers were mdm khaw &amp;amp; mr ng!?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minor Case No.2 : oh and i wrote my class as '4/7' on my camp booklet. -.- WanTing's the best, she wrote '5/7'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Major case No.1: 5/3's the best. Mr Anthony was dismissing the school, so he called 5/3 but no one stood up. He glared at them and raised his voice,' last year 4/9, this year 5/3, you don't know is it!?' HAHAH 5/3 looked kinda shocked and had that blur look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minor Case No.3: Mr Anthony was announcing which classes get to sit at the gallery. He said 2 or 3 classes of sec4s, and finally 5/2. I overheard Ganbel saying,' IS THAT OUR CLASS? Eh no. Eh Yes!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minor Case No.4: Pam says to her classmate," Eh our class 4/8 bla bla bla." Classmate stared at her. Pam, 'WHAT?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHA i can't help but feel such a big shot in the school now, since we're the oldest, hoho. We can mess with anyone, hohoho. Kay, that was just a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think everyone's new year resolution for 2011 is to have bangs...-.- It's like quite annoying to see, cuz some people just don't look good with it at all. But some really look good with it. Sigh, bangs was suppose to be uncommon, but now...WHATEVER, EVERYONE COPYCAT ME. HAHAHA ok lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND FREAK DID I MENTION THAT CAMP IS LIKE SUPER BORING!? HOW AM I GONNA SURVIVE TIL 1700 HOURS FOR 2 MORE DAYS!? WHAT THE FISH NUGGETS MAN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST EVER SOLUTION: SKIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE I'M ALLOWED TO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN'T WAIT FOR SATURDAY, GOING OUT WITH PAMO AND NIC CHIA, THE LONG 'LOST' FRIEND WHOM MIGRATED TO ADELAIDE!!! :D :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-6183155357884223390?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/6183155357884223390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/6183155357884223390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2011/01/sup.html' title='&apos;Sup'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-6358691464999077797</id><published>2010-11-27T00:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T00:13:11.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just wanna you to know</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TPC7Zy54J6I/AAAAAAAAAvs/3iAeTZQkw0g/s1600/P1000038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TPC7Zy54J6I/AAAAAAAAAvs/3iAeTZQkw0g/s400/P1000038.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;I wanna you to know that I love you like there ain't tomorrow (but not in the wrong way)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I wanna you to know that you're one in a million.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;I wanna you to know that I miss laughing with you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;I wanna you to know that I miss hanging out with you and doing all sorts of crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;I wanna you to know that I miss shouting &amp;amp; screaming at the top of our voices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;I wanna you to know many things that all these while, I've so many things to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love lending you my ears when you need one. Cuz I know that even though you're such a happy-go-lucky in front of many, inside, you're screaming for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to be the one that can always be at your side, helping you, caring for you and spending many happy moments together. But it is rather difficult, as you know, we ain't in the same class and the stupid moron tan /b lim put our classes on different levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not that I hate the clique or don't give a damn about it anymore, it's just that, everything changed within the clique and it doesn't feel homely as before. Some members separated from us, while new ones joined in. It's a cycle, and i don't really like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know, to me, the friendship between us has not been loosen by one bit. I hope that you'll understand why I did this &amp;amp; that... (: Sorry about many confusions here &amp;amp; there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; Cuz I've never forgotten what we did together, the times spent, and most importantly, &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;. (: &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-6358691464999077797?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/6358691464999077797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/6358691464999077797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-just-wanna-you-to-know.html' title='I just wanna you to know'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TPC7Zy54J6I/AAAAAAAAAvs/3iAeTZQkw0g/s72-c/P1000038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-7065036569302235534</id><published>2010-11-26T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T23:43:47.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another day.</title><content type='html'>hihihihihihihihihihihihihihihhihihihihihihi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was rather bored for the whole day, so i decided to meet Berny &amp;amp; Brenda during their work break to drink gong cha! :D Yep, and unexpectedly, Nat Lim came as well. She was visiting almost everyone who worked during their breaks! She's one heck of a super woman. But i'll do it if i'm super supercalifragilisticexpialidocious-ly &amp;nbsp;bored. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here's some photos taken in Batam. BERNICE &amp;amp; CELIA HAVE NOT UPLOADED EVERYTHING YET! PFFFFT. 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I don't wanna give a damn anymore cuz i can't change anything. Such as band. The juniors still have not waken up yet, well, maybe me too. Whatever it is, after the scoldings &amp;amp; lectures from the BM, DM, SC, as well as the teachers, nothing changed. Not even a wee bit. Me, as a senior in the band with no name/position or whatever is always getting pissed about their misdemeanors, or even big ones. Actually, not just me. People like Yong Wei and so on as well. After months, i realised, what's the damn point. They are the ones who don't wanna give a shit. What's the point. So, i shall just go with the flow and not give a damn about anything anymore as it affects me in every ways. &amp;nbsp;They wanna slack and achieve the Certificate of Participation, also known as the toilet paper(as said by my primary school conductor) for the SYF, be my guest then. After all, i wasn't suppose to be in this batch but because i'm in the stupid NA stream, &amp;nbsp;here i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, even most of the committees and Section leaders suck like hell. Not like i can help it, cuz it was the teachers' decision in choosing the leaders. First of all, their decisions went wrong cuz they aren't the ones who go for ALL band practices, but just come in for a while to check on us. Secondly, they aren't the ones who bond with the other band mates. Even i, the band member for 4 years, doesn't know everyone very well. So what makes the teachers think that they know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's damn true that many juniors have many more years of experiences in band than most seniors do.&lt;br /&gt;But, it's us seniors, who have the most experiences in the SMSB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, if you have any damn problems, keep that itchy fingers of yours away from the tagboard. If you guys wanna call me 'act big' or like-i-know-everything-in-the-world-kinda-bitch, be my guest. Don't stand on ceremony yeah. Cuz all you all are gonna get is hell. Thank you very much. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-7046205774749708112?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/7046205774749708112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/7046205774749708112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/11/impenetrable.html' title='Impenetrable'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-4859389845565562299</id><published>2010-11-17T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T07:12:20.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Batam</title><content type='html'>heyyo world, just came back from the school cip trip to Batam! It was just awesome man! But of cuz, there are pros &amp;amp; cons. The con is such as some people whom i don't like went as well. Who cares, it's not like they're in the same group or anything. Anyway, here's some brief details about the trip. HAHA,real bored. Room mates were Bernice, Claudia &amp;amp; Rachel Ming. Grouped with Amanda Joy, Celia &amp;amp; Kai Wei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to an orphanage called 'Rumah Cinta' (if i ain't wrong), which means Home of Love. The kids there are really nice people, and just overly cheerful. It's like, you wouldn't even suspect that they don't have parents or something like that. They can smile &amp;amp; live life like a normal person, despite the fact that they do not have parents. Yet, i'm here always complaining about many various stuff in my blog, to friends, family, etc. I should really learn from them man. Yep, i met new friends! They're called Mily, Rut, &amp;amp; Citra. I can't remember who's age is who's, but they're 14/15,16 and 17. They're reallyyyyyyyyy nice people man!!! Before we left, they said,' we don't forget you!' That's extremely sweet. I'll never forget them, either. A girl called Norfar (idk how to spell, but it's pronounced like this) has a really beautiful singing voice. She sang 'You raise me up', 'Give thanks', 'Baby' and a few other songs while playing a guitar. DAMN, i almost cried ok. She has such a talent, but is stuck in that orphanage. When we left, the kids faces were full of sorrow. Really sad.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ber, Claud, Rach &amp;amp; i were late for breakfast and dinner. then got scolded. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to a almost dilapidated school in a kampong. The moment i set foot into it, my lungs started to whiz and sneezed non stop. The best part is, we've to clean the classrooms. They're really small &amp;amp; stuffy, with only one fan in each of the classrooms. Their chairs and tables are wooden. Auntie Serene said that when it rains heavily, water will leak into the classrooms. really sad, ain't it? No wonder when we first came, there were big puddles of water on the floor. Next to the school, we saw some kids appeared out of nowhere and watched us. SO CUTE PLEASE! They were shy &amp;amp; smiling away, and when we waved to them, they hid their faces, HAHA. I saw one of them with no shoes. The houses near the schools were really pathetic - much worse than the school. It was pitch dark inside, and i saw a family happily watching television inside. Of cuz it ain't any plasma tv, but it was those really fat old type. Some kids stood outside their houses and waved to us with a wide smile. This really made me devastated &amp;amp; i teared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to a school with more well-to-do students. Which also means that, the school's much better than the Day 2's one. haha, the school hall's almost as big as ours? We organised a game with involved uh.. like..you've to go to four different stations. Yep, so we split into groups of 4, &amp;amp; my group members were Kai retarded Wei, Siti crazy Humairah and Lovena shy Ng. This game involved only english &amp;amp; english. The game we first planned for the kids was screwed up, cuz it was too hard for them to understand. So we had to do an impromptu. After that, it was fine. (: OHH &amp;amp; i met two kids who look like Mr Lee Siong Boon &amp;amp; Mr Teng! HAHAHAHAHA! cute luh. It was rather tiring to repeat instructions, but overall i had still had fun. I could've more fun if the kids were from the kampong areas man. I mean, those type of kids are much more lovable, in a way. Next stop was the Batam City Mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Checked out of the hotel, then off to the same school as we went on the 3rd day. Yep, this time it's a different so called game. It's much more fun cuz it's a game integrated with singing and dancing. It was much more tiring cuz we've to do it a million times to teach the different batches of students! i was really glad that the kids had fun. haha! All these impromptu stuff went well thanks to Kai Wei, haha! Yay, took a polaroid with Kai Wei, Lovena &amp;amp; Siti~ i really wanna get a polaroid camera!!!!!!!! ROAAAAAAAAARRR! After that, we went to the Mega mall. I bought 12 donuts from J.CO for only $7.30! Heh, that ain't any rip-off man! And..it's time to go home. Sad man. The journey was suppose to be only 1 hour, but due to the rain, it extended for another 20minutes! Sigh, then i couldn't perform for Founder's Day. Sorry Trumpet Section!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha sorry for typing out such a wordy post, i'll post the pictures after my other friends uploaded them! Heh. :D I really had so much fun during the trip, especially at night, when Rach, Claud, Ber &amp;amp; I just party-ed like no one's business! HAHA. Then in the morning, they had to wake me up a few times before i can wake up. HAHAHAHA sorry for the trouble &amp;amp; for irritating you guys! MUAHAHA. &amp;nbsp;This Kai retarded Wei just went really high during the nights man! HAHA! Shall continue the next time with the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;アバよ！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. the new blog song really makes me feel like attending a carnival. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-4859389845565562299?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/4859389845565562299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/4859389845565562299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/11/batam.html' title='Batam'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-9069911979841551320</id><published>2010-11-07T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T01:22:20.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn it!</title><content type='html'>Shit, chinese homework's piling up to build mount everest in such an alarming rate!!! THIS IS WAY TOO ABSURD!! Damn, Ms Wee expects a loser in chinese to complete all those crap!? What's up with this world. WHY CAN'T CHINA LEARN ENGLISH RATHER THAN WE &amp;nbsp;LEARN CHINESE!? English is so much simpler, I'm sure the they can learn some simple english. I can't even do simple chinese.. expect me to succeed in life?? hurh. There are times when i imagine that i get killed in accidents, then my life would end without having to commit a crime- committing suicide? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TNZfO2ltX8I/AAAAAAAAArs/6L14DUkwnLQ/s1600/Picture+7.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TNZfO2ltX8I/AAAAAAAAArs/6L14DUkwnLQ/s400/Picture+7.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TNZfbZO0UaI/AAAAAAAAArw/NbxVvOyrh1g/s1600/Picture+8.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TNZfbZO0UaI/AAAAAAAAArw/NbxVvOyrh1g/s400/Picture+8.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Those teachers who like to compare 4/7 with the sec threes or sec fours, please get a life. Watch that sharp tongues of yours, if not i can help you cut it for free. Yeah?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Useless is what i am. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;No one can ever change that. Only me, myself. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously, i think this FHorn batch is filled with fucked up &amp;amp; screwed people. Miss those who stepped down this year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;" I'm not happy with Amanda changing to Trumpet. They don't worth our help. You got problem solve it yourself don't make it others ppl problem." BY AMELIA TAN FROM FHORN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah uh, first things first, fix that english of yours. Secondly, it's not our decision of transferring another member to our section. It's Ms Chong's. SO IF YOU'VE A FUCKING PROBLEM PLEASE CONSULT HER AND NOT SCOLD OUR SECTION LIKE THESE WHEN YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING. Just cause you don't like someone in our section, doesn't mean you can insult our section like this right!? YOU NEED TO GET A LIFE.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-9069911979841551320?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/9069911979841551320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/9069911979841551320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/11/damn-it.html' title='Damn it!'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TNZfO2ltX8I/AAAAAAAAArs/6L14DUkwnLQ/s72-c/Picture+7.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-2390295286541341367</id><published>2010-10-20T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T08:37:57.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clarifying</title><content type='html'>RAWRRRRR. I WANTED TO POST ABOUT MY BEAUTIFUL SWEET SIXTEENTH &amp;amp; BLOGGER HAS TO TELL ME THIS :&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Image uploads will be disabled for two hours due to maintenance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;at 5:00PM PDT Wednesday, Oct. 20th&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogger-status.blogspot.com/2010/10/image-uploads-will-be-disabled-for.html" style="color: #3366cc; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Learn more&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. then, i might as well.. HMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, here, this post is just for you. &amp;amp; once you continue reading this, you'll know that it's really for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. ok. how should i put this. First of all, yes, i'm a coward for not daring to tell you in person, so that's why i'm typing it here, as i know occasionally, you'll visit my blog. Ok, i'm sorry but i don't think that we can be best friends anymore. I had enough of all these nonsensical &amp;amp; annoying stuff. Yes, i admit that i've been giving you the cold shoulders, which lead you to bad moods nowadays. That's because, whenever i look at you, i get reminded of that miserable &amp;amp; stupid past. &amp;nbsp;Yeah, it's the past, but somehow i ain't mature enough to move on. I gave you so many chances &amp;amp; yet you had to destroy every single one of them. Not even a word of apology was said to me, when you were the one who kept getting angry at me &amp;amp; the others. Instead, i was the one who had to apologise. What is this? I didn't do anything, yet i had to do so? I still remember clearly why that day i ignored you. Cuz, i shouted for someone &amp;amp; unknowingly did so in front of your ear, &amp;amp; you got so damn pissed. COME ON, i didn't do it on purpose &amp;amp; it's not like you didn't do it before RIGHT!? Yes, i remembered that before that, i was in a bad mood, so maybe i influenced you too. But dude, i apologised &amp;amp; you didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i know this post is somehow blaming you, but don't you think so? Unless i've misunderstood something, tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that i'm the LAST to know your 'secrets'. What's that supposed to mean? I don't get a single shit of that action of yours. i don't have to be the first, but LAST?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you don't realise it, all these crap started because you hanged out with those people too much. K discussed with you over this issue, &amp;amp; you promised that you'll try to change. But did you ever try? After making that promise, you did that all over again, &lt;u&gt;disappointing&lt;/u&gt; us. Now, it seems that you're trying to change, but sorry, to me, i think it's &lt;i&gt;all too late.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can still be friends, but not best, or even close friends anymore. I'm sick &amp;amp; tired of all these rubbish. I've encountered many problems with other best friends all these years, but i've to say, this year's is the worst ever. I hate it to the fucking core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you this straight, the others &amp;amp; i think that you're quite immature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with my 'speech'. So, if i'm wrong about some parts, you can correct me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;You don't know how much i've been through all these while. I'm cursing with the 'f' word so damn much than usual, cuz i get annoyed &amp;amp; upset easily. Previously, i've only been using that word when i'm really furious about something. But now, i'm using it like it's a norm to say that. I ain't trying to look pitiful here or anything, i'm just typing the truth &amp;amp; the truth. That's that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you'll read this sooner. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-2390295286541341367?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/2390295286541341367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/2390295286541341367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/10/clarifying.html' title='Clarifying'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-4004967094882043279</id><published>2010-09-12T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T01:49:09.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Every little things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TIyE_pD9cWI/AAAAAAAAAqE/1jupULytook/s1600/d8bddbbae3fd6287_tumblr_l4lxj5sWax1qbkanso1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TIyE_pD9cWI/AAAAAAAAAqE/1jupULytook/s400/d8bddbbae3fd6287_tumblr_l4lxj5sWax1qbkanso1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Stole these pictures from Bernice's blog :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TIyE_pD9cWI/AAAAAAAAAqE/1jupULytook/s1600/d8bddbbae3fd6287_tumblr_l4lxj5sWax1qbkanso1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TIyFW-tNGdI/AAAAAAAAAqc/UT0dnwIIqvk/s1600/785.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TIyFW-tNGdI/AAAAAAAAAqc/UT0dnwIIqvk/s320/785.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TIyFQqmKOVI/AAAAAAAAAqU/TZ6Srv-FXu4/s1600/889-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TIyFQqmKOVI/AAAAAAAAAqU/TZ6Srv-FXu4/s400/889-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TIyF1WSfdDI/AAAAAAAAAqk/8q0r3IprOFk/s1600/897-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TIyF1WSfdDI/AAAAAAAAAqk/8q0r3IprOFk/s640/897-1.jpg" width="169" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hearts my row(hey we should really give our row a name!) (: and of course 4/7 as well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want O's to end quickly, but at the same time i don't want my secondary school life to end.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I &lt;b&gt;love&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my &lt;b&gt;clique&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;of different classes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TIyJpI5QHuI/AAAAAAAAAq0/GERCbgE01WQ/s1600/37529_430340670968_675420968_5233601_5857983_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TIyJpI5QHuI/AAAAAAAAAq0/GERCbgE01WQ/s400/37529_430340670968_675420968_5233601_5857983_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(some people are missing)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;4/7&lt;b&gt; row&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TIyJWGz6X6I/AAAAAAAAAqs/gEQoFeiFCk0/s1600/Picture+9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TIyJWGz6X6I/AAAAAAAAAqs/gEQoFeiFCk0/s400/Picture+9.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4/7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TIyJ-IFq4fI/AAAAAAAAAq8/8EpYCnQc2Ro/s1600/39887_426351564075_556204075_4623873_5257987_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TIyJ-IFq4fI/AAAAAAAAAq8/8EpYCnQc2Ro/s640/39887_426351564075_556204075_4623873_5257987_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trumpet Section&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TIyLIaNvh9I/AAAAAAAAArE/yEXeNkQ45Nc/s1600/DSC01207.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TIyLIaNvh9I/AAAAAAAAArE/yEXeNkQ45Nc/s320/DSC01207.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TIyLs7uOTNI/AAAAAAAAArM/xRpuKfnRFt4/s1600/DSC00253.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TIyLs7uOTNI/AAAAAAAAArM/xRpuKfnRFt4/s320/DSC00253.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Band&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TIyPkVm-MmI/AAAAAAAAArU/nFSIOYZLQSo/s1600/24668_10150157752105584_765805583_12006670_6705704_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TIyPkVm-MmI/AAAAAAAAArU/nFSIOYZLQSo/s640/24668_10150157752105584_765805583_12006670_6705704_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my Trumpet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TIyQy-0VTNI/AAAAAAAAArc/TymRJ2vxUYM/s1600/DSC00766.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TIyQy-0VTNI/AAAAAAAAArc/TymRJ2vxUYM/s320/DSC00766.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;these are the things that makes my secondary school life complete. heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-4004967094882043279?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/4004967094882043279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/4004967094882043279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/09/every-little-things.html' title='Every little things'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TIyE_pD9cWI/AAAAAAAAAqE/1jupULytook/s72-c/d8bddbbae3fd6287_tumblr_l4lxj5sWax1qbkanso1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-3941361862855923439</id><published>2010-09-09T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T06:05:41.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rant, again.</title><content type='html'>Right, i haven't been updating for quite long. Sigh, i feel like ranting again. Recently, i have some nonsensical person visiting my blog for no good reason. Could it be a computer, but still, i don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;ok, i know i'm getting very vulgar nowadays. Numerous stuff happened in school, &amp;amp; it's really very tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, sometimes i wonder, am i really your true friend? Tell me man. It gives so much headache. You can be very nice &amp;amp; very ignorant, so i seriously do not know. I want the normal 'you' back, please? I am sorry for whatever things i've done to have offended you k?? &amp;nbsp;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i wish i can get rid of certain bitches who ruin my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurh, since you found a realllyyyyy good friend, STOP FOLLOWING US MAN. NO ONE EVER WANTED YOU TO FOLLOW US. PFFFT. Stop being such a leech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even band's not going on so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wonder when can i ever taste happiness again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pamela, i really miss you ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COLD NOSTALGIA CHILLS ME TO THE BONES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-3941361862855923439?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/3941361862855923439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/3941361862855923439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/09/rant-again.html' title='Rant, again.'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-3804516735566109438</id><published>2010-08-21T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T03:05:07.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On a Side Note..</title><content type='html'>I must say, i really love my friends truck loads. They're all so caring, even those who don't look like they care, they actually do. yeah, i was taken aback. Really love them. All those who helped me out on wednesday in the library, &amp;amp; those who texted &amp;amp; wrote on my wall out of concern, THANK YOU SO MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA was crapping with AmehhWee on facebook just now~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TG-YAyNWaWI/AAAAAAAAApE/DRKOvWkVGxM/s1600/Picture+14.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TG-YAyNWaWI/AAAAAAAAApE/DRKOvWkVGxM/s400/Picture+14.png" width="340" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is sweet though :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some random lame stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TG-kDpfk6tI/AAAAAAAAAps/AFEJSmHyBno/s1600/DSC00247-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TG-kDpfk6tI/AAAAAAAAAps/AFEJSmHyBno/s400/DSC00247-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TG-kIQl8shI/AAAAAAAAAp0/y3W4caRE-gY/s1600/DSC00248-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TG-kIQl8shI/AAAAAAAAAp0/y3W4caRE-gY/s400/DSC00248-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;HEH, the 'Joke Comic'. (Recap: Joke=YingSquak)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;OH! i've got a comic illustrated by Cheng Siew the siew mai flavoured house fly. She really have sooo much time in her hands man!! She's a retarded exco prefect.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TG-bJs259qI/AAAAAAAAApc/poQZZio_22U/s1600/38969_412873837748_745822748_4727594_3376818_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TG-bJs259qI/AAAAAAAAApc/poQZZio_22U/s400/38969_412873837748_745822748_4727594_3376818_n.jpg" width="366" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TG-bLrbvTdI/AAAAAAAAApk/MajAa7Zq2Zc/s1600/39965_412873827748_745822748_4727593_2542361_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TG-bLrbvTdI/AAAAAAAAApk/MajAa7Zq2Zc/s640/39965_412873827748_745822748_4727593_2542361_n.jpg" width="441" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;HAHAHAHA, i can't stand it, it's hilarious. The main character's PAMELA LIM. the retard.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;ok, i shall go self practice now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-3804516735566109438?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/3804516735566109438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/3804516735566109438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/08/on-side-note.html' title='On a Side Note..'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TG-YAyNWaWI/AAAAAAAAApE/DRKOvWkVGxM/s72-c/Picture+14.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-2779070565501184632</id><published>2010-08-20T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T07:18:24.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something New</title><content type='html'>Hee, i'm loving the new song, which is my blog song. It's 'For You', by Azu! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sprained ankle resulted in not attending school for 2 days. Well, it was awesome, but which means i couldn't go for band as well. Actually i went back to school on thurs, but Ms Zee saw me &amp;amp; she asked me to go home /: sighh, i can never win her even if i debate with her. That's really stupid. Plus, she said i can't come on saturday as well. SIIIIIGHHHH. &amp;nbsp;Anyway she was nice enough to ask XingXing to help me get my Trumpet so that i can borrow it. Haha, Amelia came down with the Sign in/ out book, which i thought was quite candid, I don't why. All these nonsensical things must happen when SuSin CAME BACK for band! Whyyyy does she always have to come back when i ain't there!?!? It was like the during the June Hols- i was in overseas &amp;amp; she came back for like 970634926402 times. Just my luck. Wth (f)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;, the way i sprained it was really a joke. SERIOUSLY, A JOKE. It could have been avoided if i wasn't so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squak's pissed off now. Cuz she was late for a concert &amp;amp; got stuck outside for quite long.. She decided to go home. The best part is that she said 'i don't even know where the fuck i am.' Poor thing. &amp;nbsp;Hope she can find her way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH CHICKEN, SUSIN JUST TOLD ME THAT SHE SCORED A2 FOR CHEENA. WTF!? Just how many litres of brain juice does she have?! Wow, congrats man! From d7 to a2 is a freaking big jump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i wish i was like Nana. Replacing cheena for japanese. Then i don't need to live a screwed up life. SOMEBODY ERADICATE CHEENA ALREADY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-2779070565501184632?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/2779070565501184632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/2779070565501184632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/08/something-new.html' title='Something New'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-714363581130866297</id><published>2010-08-13T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T01:10:24.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathless</title><content type='html'>Ok, so all these started with a normal flu. This morning i felt really breathless..It was like as though someone was strangling me, yeah,that bad man. Even the inhaler didn't work yo. I went to see the doctor, and i had to put on a oxygen mask, but of course it wasn't oxygen, it was some steroid thing. It worked wonders, as after about 5-10 minutes, I could easily breathe. PHEW. It's been years since i had a severe asthma attack! :O AHAHAHAHA. I'm shaking like mad thanks to the medicine, and my heart's pumping at a very fast rate cuz i've been breathing real hard and fast for the past few hours yo.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for the past few days, my dad was being funny. Recently I've noticed a Eco bag in the middle of nowhere, but of course, i didn't give 2 hoots about that. I was thinking, must be dad's beloved bunch of newspapers. So i ignored it like it was a stone on the pavement. 2 nights ago, my dad asked about iPad, like whether it was good and all that. I responded enthusiastically while my sister totally gave that heck care face. Finally, my dad asked, "so, it is worth buying it?" obviously, i gave a positive answer while my sister said "nah." Then last night, my dad picked up the eco bag, took out whatever was inside and said"soooo, you guys don't want this eh?" My mum's, sis's and my eyes totally bulged out! In my dad's hands, was an iPad!!! OMGOMG. My dad's really a joker, he tested us for a few days,the questions about iPad was a hint, and finally gave up last night! Oh and guess what, my sister was the MOST EXCITED one despite giving all the sarcastic remarks and all -.- LOL MAN.   I've to say, iPad's real cuuuuuuteee!! It's damn light, as though you're carrying a file with papers inside. So, this was a breathe-taking experience, thus the title 'breathless'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-714363581130866297?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/714363581130866297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/714363581130866297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/08/breathless.html' title='Breathless'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-2962633352537564195</id><published>2010-08-08T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T01:42:53.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Dots Unite</title><content type='html'>Friday was the bombxzxxz! The class tee turned out great, &amp;amp; all of my classmates wore it &amp;lt;3 Sang the national day songs enthusiastically with Ying, KaiWei, Cheng Siew, &amp;amp; Sushi! Ahaha, actually it was more like screaming...&amp;amp; jumping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sang belated birthday song for Yong Wei with Trumpet Section, &amp;amp; gave her presents :D AHAHA, just to let y'know, her birthday was in May... BUT AT LEAST WE DID SOMETHING RIGHT! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Cineleisure with AmandaWee, Bernice, Celia, ChengSiew, Claudia,KaiWei, Rachel, WanTing &amp;amp; YingYing :D Wanted to watch Inception, but couldn't cuz it was sold out.. &amp;amp; the queue for the tickets was freaking long! You can easily wait for about more than 1/2 an hour. Thanks to Rachel &amp;amp; Celia's juniors, we managed to buy the tickets for SALT within 5 mins, HAHAHA. Lunch was at Burger King, awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'SALT' WAS FREAKING AWESOME I TELL YA!!!! Nice twist, &amp;amp; all the fighting scenes man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TF45rOpoirI/AAAAAAAAAo8/KKwD7PXEPfk/s1600/40566_417567879890_555629890_4811374_650994_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TF45rOpoirI/AAAAAAAAAo8/KKwD7PXEPfk/s320/40566_417567879890_555629890_4811374_650994_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;ChengSiew got cut out of the picture! ):&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TF43TlbIwiI/AAAAAAAAAoM/7e7gHJUEBmY/s1600/DSC01495.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TF43TlbIwiI/AAAAAAAAAoM/7e7gHJUEBmY/s320/DSC01495.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My awesome row! Plus Bernice &amp;amp; WanTing (not here)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TF44dYMVR7I/AAAAAAAAAoc/dvXb0T6M4Bo/s1600/DSC01588.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TF44dYMVR7I/AAAAAAAAAoc/dvXb0T6M4Bo/s320/DSC01588.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Didn't hang out with Dory for quite long... ):&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TF45EaQeNyI/AAAAAAAAAok/NQqy7sdEHpg/s1600/DSC01598.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TF45EaQeNyI/AAAAAAAAAok/NQqy7sdEHpg/s320/DSC01598.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awesome Section (:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TF433iotsII/AAAAAAAAAoU/NaehURgj7uQ/s1600/DSC01515.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TF433iotsII/AAAAAAAAAoU/NaehURgj7uQ/s320/DSC01515.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love Rambo &amp;amp; Ying :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TF45oyVeOdI/AAAAAAAAAos/62Hf8rq7BP4/s1600/DSC01621.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TF45oyVeOdI/AAAAAAAAAos/62Hf8rq7BP4/s320/DSC01621.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TF45oyVeOdI/AAAAAAAAAos/62Hf8rq7BP4/s1600/DSC01621.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TF45p13-LpI/AAAAAAAAAo0/y6Ns9rXqJhU/s1600/40371_417567004890_555629890_4811318_5651845_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TF45p13-LpI/AAAAAAAAAo0/y6Ns9rXqJhU/s320/40371_417567004890_555629890_4811318_5651845_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's been a long time since i had so much fun yeah (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-2962633352537564195?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/2962633352537564195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/2962633352537564195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/08/red-dots-unite.html' title='Red Dots Unite'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TF45rOpoirI/AAAAAAAAAo8/KKwD7PXEPfk/s72-c/40566_417567879890_555629890_4811374_650994_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-1776359183018052383</id><published>2010-07-17T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T06:41:50.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Band</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Quite a lot of people were late for band due to the floodddd. Some were even more than 1 hour late o.o I was late, by 5minutes, but we didn't fall in so its counted as i wasn't late ^^ HEEHEE. Anyway, the 1st hour was boring shit cuz it was warm ups by you know who. -.- Ran through the speech day pieces. I seriously can't stand the lameness of 'Recess Rock' man, hahahaha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right, so XingXing did a great job in her lecture during sectionals. I hope that the section will wake up soon, &amp;amp; not misunderstand her. (: The best part is, she said that she wanted to laugh while scolding cuz as she realized she's just spouting out whatever comes to her mind &amp;amp; doesn't seem to link at all. But i thought it was alright though. Gosh, &amp;amp; i can't believe that i actually conducted for sectionals..that was because Xing had to teach the sec1s. It was kinda fun, but can be a little nervous as well. I kept laughing cuz of the silly me conducting wrongly at times. So, the section laughed because of my contagious laughter . Glad to see them back to normal. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOOOO I CAN'T WAIT FOR GHOST WHISPERERRRRRR TO START~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-1776359183018052383?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/1776359183018052383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/1776359183018052383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/07/band.html' title='Band'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-2854277100932441605</id><published>2010-07-09T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T08:15:53.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This don't Deserve a title</title><content type='html'>Hi. Now. My. Dad. Caught. My. Flu. &lt;br /&gt;I seem to ruin everything ever since I was born. So, just what am I born for? I don't get even a hint. Academic gone cases, no talent, SO WHAT IS THE PURPOSE? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, the very moment I set foot into school, for no apparent reason, I get agitated/irritated. Why am I like this? This has been going on since last year. I even showed attitude to my best friends. Such as yingsquak, just because I catch no ball about poa today. Luckily she is forgiving but what if she ain't? I would have lost my friend over a poa work.ok, not only her, sometimes at pummyla too. I'm so sorry guys.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my mum,badly. Even though I know very well that she's coming home soon. Texting is not enough. I need to see her face, that makes me relax whenever I see it. I love phone calls from her now. Even if she just kept going on about house matters, how i should take care if myself properly, or reminding me to take my medicine, i feel relax. This, is the power of her voice. I need a warm hug now. Mummy, come home soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must not shed a tear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-2854277100932441605?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/2854277100932441605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/2854277100932441605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/07/this-dont-deserve-title.html' title='This don&apos;t Deserve a title'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-4773725524723549078</id><published>2010-07-07T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T02:55:55.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated Sweet Sixteenth</title><content type='html'>HAPPY SWEET SIXTEENTH, AMEHHHHHHHHHH WEEEEEEEEEEEEE!&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Zapf Dingbats'; font-size: 20px;"&gt;❤❤❤&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium;"&gt;(AMANDA PRECIOUS WEE EE LIN)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY OWE YA A PRESENT MAN. SHIT, PLUS WANTING THE WAN TON MEE!! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, *cough* *cough* i'm getting old here, you've gotta give me some time. *cough* *cough*&lt;br /&gt;you're the ah ma,&lt;br /&gt;Ying's the ah gong,&lt;br /&gt;Wan Ton's the ah gu(?), &lt;br /&gt;i'm the ah bell :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, ALL THE BEST FOR YOUR ART, MY FRIEND. Hopefully you won't have to touch you paint brushes anymore next year, like you said. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're my wonderful friend! I still remember when we were secondary 2, we used to sit next to each other. But we only exchanged laughters, HAHAHAHA! (ok this is repetitive) OHOHOH, we would always put our heads on the table together too! During maths especially. :D &amp;amp; never getting caught. How awesome is thaaaat! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA AMEHH WEE,&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Arial Unicode MS'; font-size: 20px;"&gt;❥&lt;/span&gt;君はメッチャカワイイ!! &amp;nbsp;(i think i've typed it wrongly, please correct me man! HAHAHA.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-4773725524723549078?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/4773725524723549078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/4773725524723549078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/07/belated-sweet-sixteenth.html' title='Belated Sweet Sixteenth'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-6856898096161578113</id><published>2010-07-07T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T02:34:47.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sickly, but..</title><content type='html'>TODAY WAS A SICKLY A DAY! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, my nonsensical sister typed that above (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, Naomi was down with a fever. (She caught it from me.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Night, Naomi was motivated to go to school despite her fever as she said it's 'Fried Food Day' the next day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, Naomi really did go to school. (She is out of her mind)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, i was in cloud nine as i didn't have to go to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, my mama called &amp;amp; i was over the moon. :D She finally got discharged. But, she still has to stay about more than a week more. Tentatively, til the 19th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, was a boring day in school. ( i don't like wednesdays.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, my dad suggested to bring me to the doc's. Then, my mama said that it's gonna be a blizzard in singapore soon. Cuz, he won't do it unless he's asked to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, i got an MC til tomorrow. :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, Rachel Ming texted me &amp;amp; asked if i was alright. &amp;nbsp;i was touched. She is so cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, i fed Hampee &amp;amp; slept with Muffin for once. (Naomi's always doing the work.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow, my hibernation &amp;amp; school's gonna happen concurrently.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xD MUAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-6856898096161578113?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/6856898096161578113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/6856898096161578113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/07/sickly-but.html' title='Sickly, but..'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-2735025521581527759</id><published>2010-07-04T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T23:06:34.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlucky Me</title><content type='html'>Right, my freaking fever started yesterday.. /: Plus, it's suppose to be a holiday... The title of this post tells it all. -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, i really miss YingSquak &amp;amp; Pamypoo. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i miss Cheng Siew's &amp;amp; Suleshna's nonsense. Of cos i miss both of them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam, Ying &amp;amp; SuCai, thanks for caring (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-2735025521581527759?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/2735025521581527759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/2735025521581527759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/07/unlucky-me.html' title='Unlucky Me'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-1818742952363917741</id><published>2010-07-03T05:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T05:17:52.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moodless</title><content type='html'>I miss my mummy ): it's been 5566557695697 days since she was hospitalized in Japan. Please come back soon, please T^T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-1818742952363917741?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/1818742952363917741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/1818742952363917741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/07/moodless.html' title='Moodless'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-1246626486451251565</id><published>2010-06-29T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T04:54:11.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ranting utterance</title><content type='html'>Sigh. My forte is probably ranting &amp;amp; complaining. Not cool &amp;amp; it's pretty uncouth, i know. I guess all these crap happens when you set foot in the Normal Academic stream. It's really fun to be in that stream, but what we are freaking lacking is probably respect. Be it from teachers, principals or maybe even ... some express students /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i even talking about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY WANNA HAVE A FREAKING AIR CONDITIONING IN MY FREAKING CLASSROOM. why must 4/8 migrate to the 1st floor!? Then 4/7's freaking &lt;b&gt;LEFT ALONE&lt;/b&gt; again!! &amp;amp; then 3/7 gets to go down -.- LIFE'S UNFAIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Band's going against me. Or rather going against the sec4Ns. They freaking changed the rules. Our freedom got robbed off. So i heard that we ain't even gonna get our own room for band camp? What the shit, if it's just the drills, i understand, BUT IT'S EVERYTHING. Unfair shit? The teachers are such a pest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way i don't freaking care if anyone sees this &amp;amp; get unhappy about it, cos I'M THE ONE BEING EXTREMELY UNHAPPY. You wanna give me names or call me a spoilt brat, immature or whatever bull shit you can think of, GO AHEAD. CUZ I DUN GIVE A SHIT. I'm saying this cuz there are always some busy bodies who poked their noses into blog posts posted by other people &amp;amp; commenting nasty comments on their tagboard, acting like they're such smart asses, which i think it's freaking &lt;b&gt;HORRIBLE&lt;/b&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;b&gt;ANNOYING&lt;/b&gt;. Just gotta keep those nasty comments to yourselves k?&lt;i&gt; I need human rights&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like imma hobo now, ever since the sec4E/Ns &amp;amp; 5s stepped down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i'm gonna go get some durians to cool myself down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the &lt;i&gt;ugliest &lt;/i&gt;post ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-1246626486451251565?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/1246626486451251565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/1246626486451251565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/06/ranting-utterance.html' title='Ranting utterance'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-6210989680304668855</id><published>2010-06-27T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T04:39:39.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomnizing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TCcuoOFKVlI/AAAAAAAAAnE/8jsK4rQNuf0/s1600/IMG_0322.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TCcuoOFKVlI/AAAAAAAAAnE/8jsK4rQNuf0/s320/IMG_0322.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TCcupacijUI/AAAAAAAAAnM/WjTKbqHMAaE/s1600/IMG_0323.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TCcupacijUI/AAAAAAAAAnM/WjTKbqHMAaE/s320/IMG_0323.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THIS IS HOW I FREAKING FEEL NOW D: by the way, this message is sent by YingSquak, as you can see :D It's about a few pages...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Random text with ChengSiew, HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TCcvQ5ADV1I/AAAAAAAAAnc/QVk_n5q-rPQ/s1600/IMG_0327.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TCcvQ5ADV1I/AAAAAAAAAnc/QVk_n5q-rPQ/s320/IMG_0327.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TCcvQ5ADV1I/AAAAAAAAAnc/QVk_n5q-rPQ/s1600/IMG_0327.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TCcvSoN5kxI/AAAAAAAAAnk/7nz1dhryotU/s1600/IMG_0328.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TCcvSoN5kxI/AAAAAAAAAnk/7nz1dhryotU/s320/IMG_0328.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TCcvSoN5kxI/AAAAAAAAAnk/7nz1dhryotU/s1600/IMG_0328.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TCcvUB81JmI/AAAAAAAAAns/RxPboFn2pQc/s1600/IMG_0329.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TCcvUB81JmI/AAAAAAAAAns/RxPboFn2pQc/s320/IMG_0329.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yeah, went for band yesterday. It's been ages since i went. Anyway, sight read lot's of new pieces.. Conclusion: FIGURING OUT RHYTHMS/SIGHT READING's AINT MY FORTE. D:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;SADDENING.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Have to play a new piece for the exchange, how am i gonna make it?? I take weeks to kinda 'master' a piece.. unless it's easy but that piece isn't.. THIS AIN'T COOL. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After band, headed to Ion to have lunch with YingSquak, Shermaine &amp;amp; Priscilia. Bought BONCHON CHICKEN then headed to Wisma to eat instead. All of us had Mee Hoon Kueh, HAHA. Ying &amp;amp; i went to order first, then Pris &amp;amp; Shermy. When the both of them went to the store, the auntie said to them in chinese,"i thought you 2 bought mee hoon kueh just now?" HAHAHAHA SHE MISTOOK THEM FOR YING &amp;amp; I. Cuz i think Pris resembled me as both of us have short hair, while Sherm resembled Ying as they have long hair.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, WE HAD AN AWESOME LAUGHING TIME with the Bon Chon chicken! AHAHAHAHHAHAHA!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After lunch, Ying &amp;amp; i hanged around while the other 2 went home. Then, we took bus to the Esplanade. HAHA, it was shiok, cuz there were air conditioning, seats &amp;amp; music played by some guitarists. Now, that was cool. They played Princess Mononoke, Somewhere over the rainbow, Libertango, songs from Night of the Museum &amp;amp; other songs we didn't know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After that, we decided to take bus to Clarke Quay. But you know what, we missed out stop and we didn't know, so we ended up at Bukit Merah Interchange -.- Took a bus back &amp;amp; finally reached Clarke Quay. By then, it was already &amp;amp; 7 pm plus..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;HAHA, We ROCK.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-6210989680304668855?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/6210989680304668855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/6210989680304668855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/06/randomnizing.html' title='Randomnizing'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/TCcuoOFKVlI/AAAAAAAAAnE/8jsK4rQNuf0/s72-c/IMG_0322.PNG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-7412032206215166865</id><published>2010-06-15T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T01:22:06.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminisce</title><content type='html'>In japan now. Nope, I ain't using wi-fi, but data roaming. It's gonna cost a bomb, so I guess i gotta make it quick. Anyway, I was reminiscing when I was bored to tears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the very first SMS you've sent me, before the new year starts in school. "Ah Bel! Will you sit with me In class when school starts? I don't really know anyone.." well, I can't remember every word you've texted, but at least the point's there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that year started, I've hardly known you. Reason being, a) you were in the different class from me, b) you were a transfer student. Well, here's the contradiction: we were in the same clique, yet we hardly exchanged words. Funny, isn't it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these months, I've learnt that you're one heck of a walking dictionary, and you are not what I thought you would be- a..delinquent, HAHAHA. (I know once you read this, you'll feel all fired up. Heh, as i've repeated this for a gazillion times, and you will never fail to give that what-the-hell look. ) The moment you opened your mouth, the image I pictured of you were totally destroyed. You're a total kid who have a overgrown body(&amp; I meant vertically, not horizontally.) HAHAHA ONE HECK OF A TALL KIDDY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the most clumsy, cute and anti-social(i meant towards the Internet.you really hate facebook, Twitter, etc) friend I've ever met. Best friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Ying ying!', the teacher snapped. I looked at you and chuckled. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-7412032206215166865?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/7412032206215166865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/7412032206215166865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/06/in-japan-now.html' title='Reminisce'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-5885889678160712670</id><published>2010-05-28T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T07:42:22.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cross Country 2010</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;For some reason, i've been dreading cross country &amp;amp; was in a dilemma- whether to make use of the long term MC or just run the race. After 9789605454836 years, i've decided to just go ahead &amp;amp; run. But was dreading it because i didnt wanna perspire as my whole body would itch, &amp;amp; hate that sticky feeling of sweat stuck onto your body, ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27th May came, &amp;amp; there i was, in the humid west coast park. Gosh, 4Ns' attendance was freaking pathetic. My class had only half or less than half, 4/8 was countable- 8 people(4/8 rocks, &amp;amp; not saying this in sarcasm) , 4/9 had half the class( i think). So for warm ups, we had to do the stupid dance thing, it was soooo super lame! ): Finally, the race came. I wanted a medal but not expecting to get anything cos it's almost impossible to beat those talented sec3s man.. Sec3s &amp;amp; 4Ns are in one race, so...yeah. Mr Ng sounded that annoying horn, &amp;amp; with that, the race started. Ran with AJ &amp;amp; Nat. Subsequently, ran with Cheng Siew &amp;amp; AJ. Cheng Siew's speed is... too fast for me, HAHAHAHA. Met Ms Chua on the way, &amp;amp; wow, she was so supportive. Never seen her that enthusiastic before, HAHA. Thanks Ms Chua! :D Gradually, i started to slow down, &amp;amp; let AJ &amp;amp; Cheng go ahead. Stopped, but Sophia pulled me forward. Thanks girl, for the physical encouragement! :D Alright, finally, i finished the race, &amp;amp; to my surprise, i managed to win a medal. My position, 21st, wasn't all that good, but still, i won a medal. Quite elated :D HAHAHAHA. &lt;b&gt;MYRA WAS THE CHAMPION MAN!&lt;/b&gt; 11MINS! WOOHOO. WAY TO GO MYRA! YOU ROCK. Followed by Tricia-11th, ChengSiew-13th, PeiTing-14th &amp;amp; AJ-17th. Woo, so many 4/7 peeps! :D Rock on. Cheng participated in a car pool, &amp;amp; yep, sent her home. It's so cool having a classmate living so near me! yaye, finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_-4Qe5AddI/AAAAAAAAAlw/v0wqexs05X8/s1600/DSC00904.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_-4Qe5AddI/AAAAAAAAAlw/v0wqexs05X8/s400/DSC00904.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_-571ermMI/AAAAAAAAAl4/v63ID2B5vqs/s1600/DSC00905.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_-571ermMI/AAAAAAAAAl4/v63ID2B5vqs/s400/DSC00905.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_-6W6Xtx_I/AAAAAAAAAmA/376kecjg7ww/s1600/DSC00906.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_-6W6Xtx_I/AAAAAAAAAmA/376kecjg7ww/s400/DSC00906.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_-6W6Xtx_I/AAAAAAAAAmA/376kecjg7ww/s1600/DSC00906.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_-6xSx1r9I/AAAAAAAAAmI/TpvuzYwm0Ts/s1600/DSC00907.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_-6xSx1r9I/AAAAAAAAAmI/TpvuzYwm0Ts/s320/DSC00907.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_-6xSx1r9I/AAAAAAAAAmI/TpvuzYwm0Ts/s1600/DSC00907.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_-7l21a-VI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/iPI0TSfWOd0/s1600/DSC00916.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_-7l21a-VI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/iPI0TSfWOd0/s320/DSC00916.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_-7_2PEb3I/AAAAAAAAAmY/P__y4Ff6SdA/s1600/DSC00918.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_-7_2PEb3I/AAAAAAAAAmY/P__y4Ff6SdA/s400/DSC00918.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But the best of all things, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;FEARON WAS THE CHAMPION&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966; font-family: 'Zapf Dingbats'; font-size: 20px;"&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966; font-family: 'Zapf Dingbats'; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;oh, one more thing, i happened to see this facebook status of Ganbel's &amp;amp; the Eva's comments on it. Damn hilarious!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S__VR-G1XUI/AAAAAAAAAmw/k0yMCpPycZk/s1600/fb.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="67" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S__VR-G1XUI/AAAAAAAAAmw/k0yMCpPycZk/s400/fb.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S__VTz9pDVI/AAAAAAAAAm4/cNjuvT_3TSA/s1600/fbb.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S__VTz9pDVI/AAAAAAAAAm4/cNjuvT_3TSA/s320/fbb.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S__VNR73aSI/AAAAAAAAAmg/8ks74EaOBE8/s1600/Picture+12.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S__VNR73aSI/AAAAAAAAAmg/8ks74EaOBE8/s320/Picture+12.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S__VPjK9u8I/AAAAAAAAAmo/KS-dRFQkWOw/s1600/Picture+13.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S__VPjK9u8I/AAAAAAAAAmo/KS-dRFQkWOw/s320/Picture+13.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-5885889678160712670?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/5885889678160712670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/5885889678160712670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/05/cross-country-2010.html' title='Cross Country 2010'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_-4Qe5AddI/AAAAAAAAAlw/v0wqexs05X8/s72-c/DSC00904.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-2368317030773405289</id><published>2010-05-28T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T04:42:34.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet sixteenth</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;AMETHYST&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;CELIA&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;YONGWEI&lt;/span&gt;! AHAHAHAH YOU GUYS ARE FREAKING OLD NOW. I should really get ya a walking stick (: HAHAHA KIDDING, You guys still have a long way to go! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YongWei &amp;amp; Amethyst, ALL THE BEST FOR THE UPCOMING N'S! &amp;amp; intensive during the june holidays..don't die~! HAHAHA. i wrote such a long letter for you guys, i've got nothing much to say here already...so, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celia, ALL THE BEST FOR YOUR CHINESE O'S THIS MONDAY! I believe you can do it! :D ( Of course same goes for WanTing &amp;amp; Zemaine! :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_-qAE3EQaI/AAAAAAAAAlY/7o6KkNhmaQY/s1600/DSC01217.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_-qAE3EQaI/AAAAAAAAAlY/7o6KkNhmaQY/s320/DSC01217.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_-qQ3AwY0I/AAAAAAAAAlg/cTT8176ayes/s1600/P1000868.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_-qQ3AwY0I/AAAAAAAAAlg/cTT8176ayes/s320/P1000868.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_-qe5VfyWI/AAAAAAAAAlo/9uX3yBSQdhk/s1600/30512_400017584075_556204075_3970035_3010584_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_-qe5VfyWI/AAAAAAAAAlo/9uX3yBSQdhk/s320/30512_400017584075_556204075_3970035_3010584_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; Happy Sweeeeet Sixteen~ &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-2368317030773405289?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/2368317030773405289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/2368317030773405289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/05/sweet-sixteenth.html' title='Sweet sixteenth'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_-qAE3EQaI/AAAAAAAAAlY/7o6KkNhmaQY/s72-c/DSC01217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-1133415326789194034</id><published>2010-05-21T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T09:10:25.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doom doom, oh yeah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've deserted my blog for quite a few days~ &lt;br /&gt;Hm yeah, dooms day, result were out. Obviously it was rather disappointing, but yeah, guess that's what you get for last minute hard work. But hey, i've improved my combined humanities though it was still a fail. Most of the marks came from SBQ, thank God. Seq? Less than 3/4 a page, i've gained 7marks. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;This Kaweee scored 80+% for chemistry! you smart ass! HAHA. &amp;amp; Wangwang scored 51/65 for physics! I feel like killing these people. AHAHA. All the more SuCai, whom goes on a date with her textbooks, assessments books etc everyday! HAHA ok, this is pretty random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Boo~ I'm messaging Ying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;grey- Ying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Green- Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_amKcMkk6I/AAAAAAAAAkc/7Fl3oLnA0-c/s1600/IMG_0319.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_amKcMkk6I/AAAAAAAAAkc/7Fl3oLnA0-c/s320/IMG_0319.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_amKcMkk6I/AAAAAAAAAkc/7Fl3oLnA0-c/s1600/IMG_0319.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_amLkucDQI/AAAAAAAAAkk/iQVm13kBVpM/s1600/IMG_0320.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_amLkucDQI/AAAAAAAAAkk/iQVm13kBVpM/s320/IMG_0320.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_amKcMkk6I/AAAAAAAAAkc/7Fl3oLnA0-c/s1600/IMG_0319.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_amNP5p6DI/AAAAAAAAAks/bS8ykLT63I8/s1600/IMG_0321.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_amNP5p6DI/AAAAAAAAAks/bS8ykLT63I8/s320/IMG_0321.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;HAHAHAHAH i'm just too bored &amp;amp; i've got nothing better to post about. HAHAHA i bet Cheng's gonna come after me after reading this :D I'm prepared for my demise. Are you, Squak-a-doo-doo??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah, gonna meet up with Pummyla after band tomorrow with Ying. Finally an outing with her?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;AHHH all the most depressing papers are gonna be out next monday. My only hope now is english! ROAR. The rest are gone cases.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is evidence that O Level &lt;u&gt;drives students to their graves&lt;/u&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366cc; font-family: LucidaGrande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366cc; font-family: LucidaGrande;"&gt;Source Wang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Geneva; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_ar4Wdz6oI/AAAAAAAAAk8/BUPNuchKafI/s1600/Picture+5.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_ar4Wdz6oI/AAAAAAAAAk8/BUPNuchKafI/s320/Picture+5.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_ar7fL97jI/AAAAAAAAAlE/7WDzRDb1VUU/s1600/Picture+8.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_ar7fL97jI/AAAAAAAAAlE/7WDzRDb1VUU/s320/Picture+8.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_awWeZXakI/AAAAAAAAAlM/WDY8wRqP1Uk/s1600/Picture+8.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_awWeZXakI/AAAAAAAAAlM/WDY8wRqP1Uk/s320/Picture+8.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: LucidaGrande; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-top: 6px; text-decoration: none; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;msgr_usertile src="file://msgr_usertile42652048093?msgr_usertile#26013184" user="26013184"&gt;&lt;/msgr_usertile&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;What can you infer from this source?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3366cc; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-top: 6px; text-decoration: none; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;can infer that O Level is the first step to death. Source Wang depicts a picture of a conversation, whereby the student said that she'll sacrifice her sleep for her studies. This tells me that students are willing to do anything absurd to find time to study for their o levels. This is to inform all students to be prepared for their demise.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Geneva; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; text-decoration: none; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Geneva; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; margin-top: 6px; text-decoration: none; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;How much more can i crap??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-1133415326789194034?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/1133415326789194034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/1133415326789194034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/05/doom-doom-oh-yeah.html' title='Doom doom, oh yeah.'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S_amKcMkk6I/AAAAAAAAAkc/7Fl3oLnA0-c/s72-c/IMG_0319.PNG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-6624045346900352679</id><published>2010-05-13T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T09:33:17.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Contradiction</title><content type='html'>Alright, 13 May 9AM has passed waaay long ago. Which means MYE's freaking over. So I can start deforesting my jungle at home. Gosh, pieces of papers, notes, textbooks, assessment books, you name it, are lying around in my study room. What the hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i didn't have that excited after feeling of whenever a last paper ends because i've long felt that exams are over. Ever since after completing Physics &amp;amp; PoA paper 2. -.- Which was on Monday /: What the hell right? I've to rant that this year's MYE was like HELL. Cramming last year's work plus this year's &amp;amp; somehow we ended quite late, plus time ticked by oh-so-sluggishly. Last year we ended like two days before the whole school actually ended their MYE? /: GEEZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home straight from school to slack at home first &amp;amp; met Ying &amp;amp; KaiWei at 11.45. I was late, oops sorry guys /: These two are clothes crazy. They go high over clothes! I come to conclude that Kaweee loves clothes that have flower patterns on it or a suuuper ultra long dress. Or what Ying calls the flower clothes 'Boho' style or how ever you spell that. (Boho is an informal word of Bohemian?) But y'know, the more Kaweee window shops, the more depressed she grew. Wanna know why? Reason being, she's AHEM, small, &amp;amp; all those long dresses she would so love to wear are inappropriate for her AHEM, height. So i don't know whether to laugh or pity her, AHAHAHA. Oh, &amp;amp; that stupid housefly (ChengSiew) was supposedly meeting us after her art exams ends, but y'know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After millions of messages i've sent to inform her where we are or if we're still there, she sent this:&lt;br /&gt;Oh... &amp;nbsp;I am coming :/ haha at the royal Thai embassy soon haha reaching. Should i join you guys :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then she called to say that she wanna head home first to dump her bag &amp;amp; change out. &amp;nbsp;I told Kw &amp;amp; Ying, &amp;amp; they said" I&lt;i&gt; bet&lt;/i&gt; you the moment she reaches home she wouldn't wanna go out!"&lt;br /&gt;So, after a while Cheng messaged:&lt;br /&gt;Hey it's drizzling and I'm too lazy to go back out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How predictable. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after i reached home, my sister brought home a rather shocking news for me.&lt;br /&gt;Checked facebook, &amp;amp; after waiting for an hour or so, it was confirmed by a family member( i think) of hers.&lt;br /&gt;Umairah passed away..&lt;br /&gt;Dear girl, i hope that you'll find peace up there. (: It's really sad to see you leave, but nevertheless, I'm glad that you're with God now &amp;amp; He made a right decision for you. He had taken away all that pain and sufferings you've gone through for these 2 weeks or so. Though i've never heard of or met you before, I'm sure you that you were a sweet girl whom everyone around you loves, especially your darling sister. I hope that you will look after your family from heaven yeah? May God bless you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Contradiction it is, a sad&amp;nbsp;yet happy&amp;nbsp;feeling,&lt;/i&gt; as told by Nicole.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-6624045346900352679?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/6624045346900352679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/6624045346900352679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/05/contradiction.html' title='Contradiction'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-20804562201183410</id><published>2010-05-08T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T02:15:27.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As time ticks by..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S-UmbUFBoRI/AAAAAAAAAkM/xQbb0gPWTaA/s1600/trumpet_by_IronCheffan.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S-UmbUFBoRI/AAAAAAAAAkM/xQbb0gPWTaA/s320/trumpet_by_IronCheffan.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yeap, that's how i'm feeling now /:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I MISS MY TRUMPETTTTTTT!!! &lt;/b&gt;AHHHHHHH! I feel like i'm on some addiction. GEEZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, just posted a reaaaally awesome post for Pammy in her blog :DD&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; The best i've done so far i guess, TEEHEE, self praise. :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Soooo, what am i doing now? &lt;i&gt;Wasting my time&lt;/i&gt; typing this out &amp;amp; uploading the picture above when i should be actually revising on my physics, emaths or poa. BUT, I REALLY DO NOT HAVE THE FREAKING MOOD TO DO IT. WHAAAAT THE HELLLLLL.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At least i know i'm wasting my time. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If only i've the gift of clairvoyance and see what's gonna be tested in the exams.. then i'll know what i should revise on &amp;amp; should not. AHAHAHAH. But that's pure cheating still. :O &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;:O&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;:O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;d:&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-20804562201183410?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/20804562201183410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/20804562201183410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/05/yeap-thats-how-im-feeling-now-i-miss-my.html' title='As time ticks by..'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S-UmbUFBoRI/AAAAAAAAAkM/xQbb0gPWTaA/s72-c/trumpet_by_IronCheffan.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-7687617627146059779</id><published>2010-05-06T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T22:07:36.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eight down, Four more to go;</title><content type='html'>Started the day by waking up at 6.45.&lt;i&gt; Awesome.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry paper today, &amp;amp; &amp;nbsp;it was alright i guess. I really wanna get an &lt;i&gt;A1&lt;/i&gt; for that :O Or rather, for the &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;whole combined science &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;/: &lt;br /&gt;But i screwed up some questions d:&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese, Social Studies, History are gone cases.&lt;br /&gt;English &amp;amp; EMaths... Half gone &amp;amp; Half were alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left with Physics, PoA Paper 1,2 &amp;amp; EMaths paper 1 !!!! AHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;I'm freaking looking forward to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Thursday, 13 May, 9:00 AM&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;THAT'S THE VERY MOMENT WHEN I LET GO OF MY PEN &amp;amp; THEN, WOOOOSH, THAT'S THE END OF MID YEAR EXAMINATIONS 2010!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HHHOOOOOOO MY GOOOOOOOOOODDDNESSSSSSSSS~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&amp;gt;:D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-7687617627146059779?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/7687617627146059779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/7687617627146059779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/05/eight-down-four-more-to-go.html' title='Eight down, Four more to go;'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-2335173874357963879</id><published>2010-05-02T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T02:29:44.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxMONzwwGpI/S91FqmV18lI/AAAAAAAADa8/XvSiYA8DVjI/s1600/ahbell.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxMONzwwGpI/S91FqmV18lI/AAAAAAAADa8/XvSiYA8DVjI/s320/ahbell.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;HI Love. Its been long since i last posted on your blog :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Here's wishing you all the best for the dreaded exams. I'm sure you will do well though you're retarded~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goodluck ^.^&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-2335173874357963879?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/2335173874357963879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/2335173874357963879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/05/hi-love.html' title='Hi Love.'/><author><name>Pamela yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124249448158499860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtuIeg-3-eE/TiwotZ75ZFI/AAAAAAAAElQ/mq1kObPyjK0/s220/snapshot%2B%252829%25291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxMONzwwGpI/S91FqmV18lI/AAAAAAAADa8/XvSiYA8DVjI/s72-c/ahbell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-5980118022318087744</id><published>2010-05-01T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T21:18:44.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where am i?</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, i wonder if i really belong there.&lt;br /&gt;Come on, i bet they dun give a shit.&lt;br /&gt;So, i need to make a decision real soon.&lt;br /&gt;Or i'll just end up nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;I really miss those times.&lt;br /&gt;But now, every thing's changing.&lt;br /&gt;I guess i've to start a new path for myself.&lt;br /&gt;Right, my friend?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-5980118022318087744?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/5980118022318087744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/5980118022318087744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/05/where-am-i.html' title='Where am i?'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-3012704295600354743</id><published>2010-05-01T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T21:14:09.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; now you may be older, but wiser</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY, RETARDED YET AWESOME SECTION LEADER,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;QUEK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;SU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;CHIN!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S9zdEVN41GI/AAAAAAAAAi8/wL9IOagtN54/s1600/DSC01021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S9zdEVN41GI/AAAAAAAAAi8/wL9IOagtN54/s320/DSC01021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S9zdbTz2csI/AAAAAAAAAjE/Fr5Li0CzozM/s1600/DSC01212.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S9zdbTz2csI/AAAAAAAAAjE/Fr5Li0CzozM/s320/DSC01212.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;SUCAI! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya soon (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-3012704295600354743?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/3012704295600354743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/3012704295600354743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/05/now-you-may-be-older-but-wiser.html' title='&amp; now you may be older, but wiser'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S9zdEVN41GI/AAAAAAAAAi8/wL9IOagtN54/s72-c/DSC01021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-1844237120222287523</id><published>2010-04-09T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T22:48:51.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Limelight 070410</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S73HupstSxI/AAAAAAAAAhk/XkI5SJFNp8o/s1600/DSC00897.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S73HupstSxI/AAAAAAAAAhk/XkI5SJFNp8o/s320/DSC00897.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;TRUMPET SECTION!! &amp;lt;33333&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S8FimouMnJI/AAAAAAAAAis/HmGIVXReJws/s1600/DSCN9162%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S8FimouMnJI/AAAAAAAAAis/HmGIVXReJws/s320/DSCN9162%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S73Mc5KoTiI/AAAAAAAAAiE/TSckjq5qKnA/s1600/DSC00914.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S73Mc5KoTiI/AAAAAAAAAiE/TSckjq5qKnA/s320/DSC00914.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S73KcFbD8GI/AAAAAAAAAh8/ZLcLOYoX8OI/s1600/DSC00930.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S73KcFbD8GI/AAAAAAAAAh8/ZLcLOYoX8OI/s320/DSC00930.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S73IrmZlpwI/AAAAAAAAAhs/lyaa2o2dGx8/s1600/DSC00937.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S73IrmZlpwI/AAAAAAAAAhs/lyaa2o2dGx8/s320/DSC00937.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S73JlneB89I/AAAAAAAAAh0/QXbow3q8gu8/s1600/DSC00928.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S73JlneB89I/AAAAAAAAAh0/QXbow3q8gu8/s320/DSC00928.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S73TrhpRb3I/AAAAAAAAAiU/1Bi25kKXUFs/s1600/DSC00931.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S73TrhpRb3I/AAAAAAAAAiU/1Bi25kKXUFs/s320/DSC00931.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Limelight was the bomb! Awesome seriously. But i thought it was rather weird this time. &amp;amp; We could have done better? Still, it's the best &amp;amp; the most memorable experience altogether :D It seems that the Esplanade will invite us again! However, i think by the time they do so, the sec3,4 &amp;amp; 5(of cos) left the school already ):&lt;br /&gt;It was a rather busy day, rushing here &amp;amp; there, as though you're running a marathon, but still it was kinda fun, HAHAHA! Missing the place already! D: Can someone invent a time machine like NOW!? i seriously wanna go back to 7APRIL2010! D: Asking for the impossible right. I think the day passed by too freaking fast /: &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;IT WAS SUPPOSE TO TICK BY SLUGGISHLY. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a successful &amp;amp; fruitful concert, WOOHOO. &amp;nbsp;SMSB really endeavored to make the concert a successful one! Good job band! OH, the gimmicks for 'Grease'! HAHAHA! almost the whole section screwed up for the last part! HAHAHAHAHA, at first i thought it was only SuCai &amp;amp; i, but turned out that the rest did as well, HAHA, ok we shared the embarrassment!&lt;br /&gt;ok, really need to THANK those who came!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;My parents, grandparents-who specially came all the way from japan to watch, my sister-Naomi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;Pamela&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Amethyst&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;Christalbel&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;JingRu&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;Siti,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Natali&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Claudia&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;Bernice&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Sophia&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;LiTing&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Nichola&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;ShiLi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Lynn&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;Joanne&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; many more who came to support us! WOOO! Thank you so much! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Also, thank you to all those who gave me a pat on the back or commented "good job" etc though i screwed up my solo, HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;Sad to say...THE SEC5s &amp;amp;4Es ARE FREAKING STEPPING &amp;nbsp;DOWN. ): SUCAI! WANGWANG! OMG! &amp;amp;&amp;amp; 4Ns are stepping down temporarily! YONGTAUFOO! Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;SuCai,&lt;/span&gt; Thanks for being such a retarded, &lt;i&gt;yet&lt;/i&gt; caring &amp;amp; awesome SECTION LEADERRRR~&lt;br /&gt;Gonna miss you much, the times laughing with you! HAHAH, over crap.YOU ROCK. Thanks for the awesome cookies yo! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Wangwang&lt;/span&gt;, Thanks for befriending me &amp;amp; listening to my nonsense! HAHA, We got close w/o knowing man! Gonna miss pinching your cheeks! HAHA, we must chat even more on msn :D Thanks for the simple yet cute box + goodies :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;YongTauFoo,&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thanks for bearing with my nonsensical mood swings man, HAHA. i wonder how you actually survived :O YOU BETTER COME BACK &amp;amp; PLAY OK! AT LEAST SHOW YOUR BEAUTIFUL FACE UH. HAHAHAH! Thanks for the chocos! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;TEEPET&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;SECTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; ROCKS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;&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/4362595189186868919-1844237120222287523?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/1844237120222287523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/1844237120222287523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/04/limelight-070410.html' title='♥ Limelight 070410'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S73HupstSxI/AAAAAAAAAhk/XkI5SJFNp8o/s72-c/DSC00897.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-9181158569587357024</id><published>2010-03-30T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T06:16:38.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The trio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S7H0I-thpxI/AAAAAAAAAgc/j6xIq0O_aqI/s1600/Photo+57.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S7H0I-thpxI/AAAAAAAAAgc/j6xIq0O_aqI/s320/Photo+57.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S7H0NQrUG6I/AAAAAAAAAgk/jNMfIs4oUO8/s1600/Photo+58.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S7H0NQrUG6I/AAAAAAAAAgk/jNMfIs4oUO8/s320/Photo+58.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;OMG, JUST LOOK AT SIEW MAI! (middle)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S7H02K_wOPI/AAAAAAAAAgs/dQctM6qn-8Y/s1600/Photo+51.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S7H02K_wOPI/AAAAAAAAAgs/dQctM6qn-8Y/s320/Photo+51.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S7H1n0jqHNI/AAAAAAAAAg0/d0k1x8cf-Yc/s1600/Photo+52.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S7H1n0jqHNI/AAAAAAAAAg0/d0k1x8cf-Yc/s320/Photo+52.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S7H1xLPxD5I/AAAAAAAAAg8/cVkeCCUUGzQ/s1600/Photo+59.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S7H1xLPxD5I/AAAAAAAAAg8/cVkeCCUUGzQ/s320/Photo+59.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S7H1zYGtyqI/AAAAAAAAAhE/VA1zuohnQZo/s1600/Photo+60.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S7H1zYGtyqI/AAAAAAAAAhE/VA1zuohnQZo/s320/Photo+60.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chengy, you should really put this as some display picture of your msn or something. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S7H2KJSMOwI/AAAAAAAAAhc/IEcpKFTj42M/s1600/Photo+69.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S7H2KJSMOwI/AAAAAAAAAhc/IEcpKFTj42M/s320/Photo+69.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S7H19JvJfPI/AAAAAAAAAhM/qGuo6pekOjM/s1600/Photo+67.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S7H19JvJfPI/AAAAAAAAAhM/qGuo6pekOjM/s320/Photo+67.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S7H2DHs6pAI/AAAAAAAAAhU/hSMtKUpQZSo/s1600/Photo+66.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S7H2DHs6pAI/AAAAAAAAAhU/hSMtKUpQZSo/s320/Photo+66.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;YAY, I'VE JUST HUMILIATED YOU, CHENGSIEWMAI. ;D &amp;nbsp;Aren't i awesome!? Woohoo! you should really thank me for that. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; these photos were taken during the March holidays. Ying &amp;amp; Cheng came to my house to watch 'The Orphan'! HAHA, &amp;amp; the Ying retard borrowed 'Hannah Montana the movie' HAHAH, she ain't matured yet, ain't she. Ok, Orphan was really gruesome, morbid, gruesome &amp;amp; morbid. YUCK. The way Esther killed people was really. I really wonder how such a young girl can act so violently. No wonder she won an award or something. Anyway, i seem to know what's gonna happen cos Rachel Ming practically told Ying &amp;amp; I most of the story, so yeah. There's a big twist in it, &amp;amp; yeah, we know that twist, so ain't that shocking, HAHAHA.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When Ying &amp;amp; Cheng are together, it's really funny &amp;amp; amusing to watch them quarrel over trivial things! ;D &amp;nbsp;Like how long we should put the popcorn in the oven, HAHAHA!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3 my friends yeah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-9181158569587357024?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/9181158569587357024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/9181158569587357024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/03/trio.html' title='The trio'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S7H0I-thpxI/AAAAAAAAAgc/j6xIq0O_aqI/s72-c/Photo+57.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-7055507478106814006</id><published>2010-03-26T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T04:29:51.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookie Pam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S6yXCMFEN5I/AAAAAAAAAgU/7mmros-yqaw/s1600/IMG_0089.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S6yXCMFEN5I/AAAAAAAAAgU/7mmros-yqaw/s320/IMG_0089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;WELCOME BACK PUMMYLA! ;D really was glad to see ya in school today! &amp;lt;3 yay, seeing ya tomorrow again! MUACKS MAN. Omg, whole day out tomorrow-Band, Lunch + Present hunting with Pam, Ying,Ganbel, Siti, Nat,Dory,JingRu, then off to Joy's chalet ;D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Please dun be so sick again, POOPS! &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-7055507478106814006?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/7055507478106814006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/7055507478106814006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/03/cookie-pam.html' title='Cookie Pam'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S6yXCMFEN5I/AAAAAAAAAgU/7mmros-yqaw/s72-c/IMG_0089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-8849431900187729839</id><published>2010-03-26T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T04:14:00.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Living life Pummyla-less</title><content type='html'>yeah. i know my blog's full of complains &amp;amp; stuff. Must be really annoying, but this is the only way that makes me feel better, so yeah. I mean, come on, it's my own personal blog after all right? /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT PUMMYLA TO GET WELL NOW! REALLY MISS HER TONS. SHE HASN'T BEEN IN SCHOOL FOR 4 WHOLE DAYS. sigh, life's been really boring, dull, boring, ain't fun, boring without her. Not saying Ying's boring, (SHE ROCKS MUCH), but it's like something missing from life? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, this was suppose to be posted yesterday, HEHHEH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-8849431900187729839?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/8849431900187729839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/8849431900187729839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/03/living-life-pummyla-less.html' title='Living life Pummyla-less'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-1671752756295007169</id><published>2010-03-19T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T08:18:54.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joke</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S6OUqmoPcOI/AAAAAAAAAgE/tn4iJeZ5cO4/s1600-h/IMG_0069.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S6OUqmoPcOI/AAAAAAAAAgE/tn4iJeZ5cO4/s320/IMG_0069.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This SMS was between SuCai &amp;amp; I, as you can see. The green bubble represents me, while the grey one represents her. ((: She's a real joke~!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(When she says she's laughing means she's really laughing like some mad person!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'M HOPING EVERYONE IN TRUMPET SECTION PASSES THE AUDITION. WE GOTTA CRASH THAT OBSTACLE!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;GET WELL SOON YONGWEI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm passing all my germs to everyone around me! First it's Cai, then Yw! D: I really apologize for that!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's up with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-1671752756295007169?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/1671752756295007169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/1671752756295007169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/03/joke.html' title='Joke'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S6OUqmoPcOI/AAAAAAAAAgE/tn4iJeZ5cO4/s72-c/IMG_0069.PNG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-2201484264103257904</id><published>2010-03-17T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T03:18:11.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From the morning</title><content type='html'>Can someone just erase my existence already. THIS KINDA BULLSHIT, i can't tolerate anymore. i freaking wanna disappear. SO &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;EVERYONE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; JUST FUCKING LEAVE ME ALONE. OK? F-OFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Alina's house EARLY in the morning with Ying &amp;amp; Ling. 9AM. SO DARN EARLY! Had to wake up at freaking 8!? omg. Luckily i had a straight bus or i would've to freaking wake up even earlier?? Anyway, as usual, ying was late. Did the stupid ss &amp;amp; cheena project. Slacked, chatted with Ganbel &amp;amp; Pam online. This Ganbel's really....a joker. For a few mins she was some gang leader of '18siao' &amp;amp; dunno what number, &amp;amp; the next, she became this no english foundation maid of mine. (Her name's FATIBELL. Suppose to be Fatimah, but she changed it, HAHAHA.) Then the next, she became a OH-SO-HIGH foundation english person. Uh, to be more precise, a British. -.- WTH. hahahaha. After that, conference conversation with Alina,Brenda,Ganbel,Jing &amp;amp; Pam. They're all full of crap. Went to eat lunch at Alina's dad's stall (: As awesome as always. Her mum should seriously stop rejecting us to pay for the food! Each time we go, she kept saying 'No.it's ok, don't need to pay.' WHATTHEHELL!? i can't accept this man. /: So we managed to pay them by swiftly placing the $$ on the stall's tray &amp;amp; zoooooomed off. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to J8 with YING! ((: I LOVE MY YING, ALWAYS THERE FOR ME WHEN I NEED HERRRRR TO GO OUT &amp;amp; STUFF. YAY. LOVE YA. We went to look for presents, there's so many people's birthday coming up or has passed! goshhh, lotsa liability, y'know, &amp;amp; i hate that feeling man. hahaha. SAW YI LI! &amp;lt;3 SO CUTEEE. She came from Piano lessons :D hahaha, smart girlll, Grade8! i thought she already had diploma! Anyway, took 54 to Ion &amp;amp; just bought food there &amp;amp; left. Haha, quite stupid for Ying but yeah :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-2201484264103257904?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/2201484264103257904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/2201484264103257904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/03/from-morning.html' title='From the morning'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-2675359685847701271</id><published>2010-03-13T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T05:45:35.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another boring day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S5uR-9HT8hI/AAAAAAAAAfY/crQpN3Y1P8o/s1600-h/Picture+11.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="47" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S5uR-9HT8hI/AAAAAAAAAfY/crQpN3Y1P8o/s400/Picture+11.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;GOSH GOSH GOSH, i stumbled upon this freaking awesome group in facebook, kudos for this group, seriously! WAHAHAHAHAHAH, this is pureeee joke. If facebook has this "love' button, i would've freaking press it a bazillion times. WOOHOO. QUICK QUICK, go join, if you ain't they're fans. hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read a blog, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; it was really...ok it really wanna piss you off. Seriously, someone's trying to patch things up, trying to apologize, but the owner of the blog just kept replying her in sarcasm. Ok, maybe that someone really did something wrong to the owner, but seriously, that owner just kept shooting out piercing words.. it's rather hurtful. Sigh. I hope the owner at least stop being sarcastic, ignorance to that someone is much better. Plus all those supporters..gosh. The owner kept saying she love god or whatsoever, but it's rather contradicting when all these 'revenge' are done. right? Anyway, i shouldn't really be such a busybody in other people's business. yeah, i should just mind my own business. I dun need to dirty my own hands to solve the problem--God'll punish these kinda people one day. &amp;amp; i believe in that. UH HUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'mma not innocent, not always right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-2675359685847701271?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/2675359685847701271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/2675359685847701271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-another-boring-day.html' title='Just another boring day'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S5uR-9HT8hI/AAAAAAAAAfY/crQpN3Y1P8o/s72-c/Picture+11.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-97082606638584992</id><published>2010-03-11T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T06:28:52.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emptyness</title><content type='html'>i think nowadays i missed out many things. My life revolves around busyness? So not cool. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i can't seem to wake up early &amp;amp; keep missing the bus. Not like i'll be late, but i missed many chances taking bus with Pam &amp;amp; Dory :/&lt;br /&gt;I'm just tired, tired, tired, in many ways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-97082606638584992?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/97082606638584992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/97082606638584992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/03/emptyness.html' title='Emptyness'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-8461090608879819452</id><published>2010-02-27T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T06:00:40.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We stay together as one;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4UpEWrw8XI/AAAAAAAAAdg/-SomnnPRrS8/s1600-h/Photo20102181335365.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4UpEWrw8XI/AAAAAAAAAdg/-SomnnPRrS8/s320/Photo20102181335365.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="background-color: yellow; clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;PAMMY :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4UwEV9XRWI/AAAAAAAAAeo/y4mvyhe5AiE/s1600-h/P1000512.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4UwEV9XRWI/AAAAAAAAAeo/y4mvyhe5AiE/s320/P1000512.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: lime; clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;YING SQUAK :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4fjPec036I/AAAAAAAAAe4/AzXnFFzXppw/s1600-h/DSC00520.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4fjPec036I/AAAAAAAAAe4/AzXnFFzXppw/s320/DSC00520.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: #674ea7; clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;WEIWEIKIA :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4UvwOF-yYI/AAAAAAAAAeg/w68GrSrslm4/s1600-h/P1000802.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4UvwOF-yYI/AAAAAAAAAeg/w68GrSrslm4/s320/P1000802.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: orange; clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #cc0000;"&gt;NICCCPIEEE :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4UpuoicckI/AAAAAAAAAdo/ivLV08iTIKw/s1600-h/DSC00673.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4UpuoicckI/AAAAAAAAAdo/ivLV08iTIKw/s320/DSC00673.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="background-color: lime; clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: lime;"&gt;HAMSTER :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4UqSn7L6QI/AAAAAAAAAdw/wS1R-kI51R4/s1600-h/DSC00651.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4UqSn7L6QI/AAAAAAAAAdw/wS1R-kI51R4/s320/DSC00651.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: magenta; clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;BOO :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4Uq5LXaqKI/AAAAAAAAAd4/ox-1fOaUjUQ/s1600-h/DSC00756.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4Uq5LXaqKI/AAAAAAAAAd4/ox-1fOaUjUQ/s320/DSC00756.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: orange; clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;GANBEL :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4UuggDiCgI/AAAAAAAAAeI/azUqu7OZQVQ/s1600-h/Photo122.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4UuggDiCgI/AAAAAAAAAeI/azUqu7OZQVQ/s320/Photo122.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="background-color: cyan; clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;ALINA :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4UvE-qg1VI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/jqfcPBZosZk/s1600-h/P1000942.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4UvE-qg1VI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/jqfcPBZosZk/s320/P1000942.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="background-color: #d5a6bd; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;JINGZZ. :D&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4UvZgiBt0I/AAAAAAAAAeY/VpnLk1NI3Q8/s1600-h/P1000759.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4UvZgiBt0I/AAAAAAAAAeY/VpnLk1NI3Q8/s320/P1000759.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="background-color: #ead1dc;"&gt;GUAH :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4UraZgGvhI/AAAAAAAAAeA/c2CJoZLmiY8/s1600-h/DSC00579.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4UraZgGvhI/AAAAAAAAAeA/c2CJoZLmiY8/s320/DSC00579.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-color: lime;"&gt;DOREO :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4kSQqM2PnI/AAAAAAAAAfI/7tmL2o4K91g/s1600-h/17446_299601999915_831339915_3300618_1479349_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4flRpHt2RI/AAAAAAAAAfA/d6MS6hxvTk4/s320/DSC00704.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;SITIIIIIIIII :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #6fa8dc; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4kSQqM2PnI/AAAAAAAAAfI/7tmL2o4K91g/s320/17446_299601999915_831339915_3300618_1479349_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;SLEEPING IN CHURCH :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;stupid blogger has a bit of problem, thus the messiness above :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Boo's house today after band! YAYYAY. THANKS for the mee soto, it was shiok~ :DD&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA, after lunch, Hamster &amp;amp; i watched 'STITCH!' while Wei, Ying &amp;amp; Boo were fooling around in the bedroom. HAHAHHA. Hammy &amp;amp; i watched in a damn serious manner man. hahahah. Then Boo came out and said "ok! let's go swim now~" As she picked up the remote to off the tv, Hammy was like" NONONO! let me watch finish the show first!" HAHAHAHAHA. Boo asked" HOW OLD ARE YOU??" Hahah, Hammy, u adorable hamster manxxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-8461090608879819452?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/8461090608879819452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/8461090608879819452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/02/pammy-d-ying-squak-d-weiweikia-d.html' title='We stay together as one;'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4UpEWrw8XI/AAAAAAAAAdg/-SomnnPRrS8/s72-c/Photo20102181335365.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-6639270238697762080</id><published>2010-02-24T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T06:21:43.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The days of existence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4UcDcnK6kI/AAAAAAAAAdY/SY10p6j_c-I/s1600-h/Picture+2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4UcDcnK6kI/AAAAAAAAAdY/SY10p6j_c-I/s640/Picture+2.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I still could roughly remember how the clique was born &amp;amp; gradually grew (: How it started:&lt;br /&gt;The first few people were Pamela, Pamela Lim, Amethyst, Athena &amp;amp; me. :D somewhat, those days were the one of the most fun days of my life. Oh! i still can remember Pamela Lim used to mimic people from China, the way the speak &amp;amp; stuff. DAMN HILARIOUS. She never failed to make us laugh! It's like almost every recess man. But suddenly, Pam Lim stopped hanging out with us cos she said that we were too quiet for her, as it was always &amp;nbsp;her doing the talking, so she thinks it's rather boring. Haha, she's rather frank ain't she? But she speaks the truth. :/ So left with the 4 of us. HEHHEH, &amp;amp; one day i started to draggg YongWei along. (: But she wasn't regular, its like she came at times only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we step up to secondary 2, the four of us got separated ))): i was left alone! Pam &amp;amp; Athena went to the same class, Amethyst &amp;amp; YongWei, then me, ALL ALONE. D: But i had pam lim so maybe it was ok? ohoh, YongWei joined us permanently at the first quarter of the year if i ain't wrong. (Y) :D My sec2 class wasn't all that bad, the people were quite fun, so i didn't feel all alone then. &amp;nbsp;Then in the middle of the year, Pam adopted Nicole, Natali, YingYing &amp;amp; Siti :D yepyep. I wasn't close to Ying then. i always thought she's too cold to make friends with cos she had the gangster look. (HAHA, DUN KILL ME, YING) But after a while, i realised she's ok, but only exchanged a few words.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i was rather mean to Siti at that time. I'm so sorry! D: i regret my bloody ass actions. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At secondary 3, Ying &amp;amp; i went to the same class, Pam, Nat &amp;amp; Nic &amp;amp; Siti, then YongWei, Athena &amp;amp; Amethyst. The first half of sec 3 was the worst. D: Anyway, got closer to Ying around March, after Mr Bobby arrange us to sit together ((: He said" i put you 2 together cos you guys are buddies" or something like that. I think he did that cos I was rather quiet. So yeah.yep, started to have fun with her! As July or August approached, we got to know Alina &amp;amp; LingLing. They were nicer than Ying &amp;amp; i thought. Especially for Alina, she seemed rather cold, unfriendly, &amp;amp; scary. &amp;nbsp;//Amethyst adopted Faith, &amp;amp; YongWei adopted Brenda to the clique. hahahaha. Brenda wasn't regular as well though. At the end of the year, Pam, again, adopted Dorothy &amp;amp; JingRu. :D HAHAH, Faith was really a joker man. Her being frank is the best, cos her nasty comments are damn hilarious! Oh, &amp;amp; i somewhat became mean to YongWei,like suddenly. D: i'm so sorry, i really do regret my tactless, rush actions! D':&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say, Amethyst &amp;amp; Faith left the clique due to some disputes among the clique... you know hatred? yep. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondary 4: Pammy dragged Chritalbel (my doppelganger!HAHAHA) along. She's a realllllly nice person &amp;amp; a joker! &amp;amp; the best part is, apparently, most of her jokes &amp;amp; rubbish makes sense. GOSHH. (Y) Damn funny. Then as you know, Alina hanged out with Christalbel since primary school, so she gradually joined in as well ((: &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Brenda joined us permanently. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, we've 13 people in the clique, if i didn't count wrongly. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amethyst &amp;amp; Faith, though you ain't around anymore, i'll always take it as you guys are still in the clique, dudes! Love ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Hearts to the clique as well :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-6639270238697762080?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/6639270238697762080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/6639270238697762080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/02/days-of-existence.html' title='The days of existence'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4UcDcnK6kI/AAAAAAAAAdY/SY10p6j_c-I/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-8419202746635456611</id><published>2010-02-24T04:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T04:30:18.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nonsensical experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4ULsEN3TKI/AAAAAAAAAcw/FACzDtYlGe4/s1600-h/Picture+4.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4ULsEN3TKI/AAAAAAAAAcw/FACzDtYlGe4/s320/Picture+4.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;stole this from pammy's blog. hahahaha :D this are really nice encouraging words man.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4UXqrDO9eI/AAAAAAAAAc4/J1YzZcbD7WA/s1600-h/Picture+11.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4UXqrDO9eI/AAAAAAAAAc4/J1YzZcbD7WA/s320/Picture+11.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;HAHAHA, SUCAI FAN CLUB GROUP IN FACEBOOK. this is damn joke man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; here are some wall posts made by her fans (: MUAHAHAHAH. JOKEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4UXs71_YAI/AAAAAAAAAdA/dNG8kMnyKN4/s1600-h/Picture+7.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="188" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4UXs71_YAI/AAAAAAAAAdA/dNG8kMnyKN4/s400/Picture+7.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4UXuhxDhSI/AAAAAAAAAdI/p9M-itoH940/s1600-h/Picture+8.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="110" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4UXuhxDhSI/AAAAAAAAAdI/p9M-itoH940/s400/Picture+8.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4UXwKzE1tI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/rcufeGRVX1A/s1600-h/Picture+9.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="95" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4UXwKzE1tI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/rcufeGRVX1A/s400/Picture+9.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;HAHAHAHA. some times in life, we must crack up some jokes &amp;amp; have fun or our lives would be plain boring. uh huh. studying or being nerdy-fied (*hint hint*) isn't everything, y'know! uh huh, yeahhh. but i guess i joke or fool around too much. HAHAHA. but i like living life that way! :D this is me. uh huh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After cheena remedial, Pam, Ganbelly, Siti, Cass, BrenBoo &amp;amp; i went to the kfc at cineleisure. Then the moment we stepped in, we could feel some strange aura, which were pairs of eyes staring at us. The culprits turned out to be a group of teenage foreigners. At first we all thought they were japanese, but as i listen to them speaking, it wasn't japanese, so it's either korean or from some where else. Anyway, they way they stare at us were pretty obvious, we were damn pissed. I guess they were staring at out uniform cos they were kinda pointing and giggling at us. Then cass was like "ERRR, OKK?" loudly while facing them. After a while they started to be dammmnn noisy, so Brenda or Pam was like "SHUT THE F___ UP." loudly. We decided to ignore them and continue our lives by going to the counter to order food. And the counter girl was like rolling eyes cos they were really noisy. After buying food, guess what, kfc started to play music DAMNNNN LOUDLY. At first there was no music, and they suddenly turn the volume allll the way up. So as to drown their noise pollution. OMG, KFC THE ROCKERS. COOL RIGHT! :DD So yeap, they stopped their freaking nonsense. But they did not stop their staring. WTH. ASS. PEFECT LOOOOSERS.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Took neoprint (FUNFUNFUN) :DD THEN HEADED HOME (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-8419202746635456611?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/8419202746635456611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/8419202746635456611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/02/nonsensical-experience.html' title='Nonsensical experience'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S4ULsEN3TKI/AAAAAAAAAcw/FACzDtYlGe4/s72-c/Picture+4.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-6325080957610114009</id><published>2010-02-20T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T05:45:02.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo Yeah,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Band in the morning! :D SuCai didn't come, due to fever D: poor veggie. (always getting sick,her name's so contradicting) Yepps, played Nostalgia, YanGe(actually it's EnKa Medley),Latin Favourites, Grease, Blue Ridge Saga. After that it was sectionals, including the sec1s. New juniors: Covine(sp?), Danielle(sp?), Chloe(sp?). Danielle was rather hyper, but the other 2 were quiet. i buddy-taught Danielle, &amp;amp; i was at loss of what to teach her.. so i had to keep asking for help. lousy, ain't i? Anyway, she's rather enthusiastic in learning how to play. Which is good i guess. Cheryl's sick, so no tuition today! YAYYAYYAY~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3_aZR7B0GI/AAAAAAAAAbI/1bjK-MJtkLI/s1600-h/Photo312.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3_aZR7B0GI/AAAAAAAAAbI/1bjK-MJtkLI/s320/Photo312.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3_arxrqouI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/9WFtNSawRXo/s1600-h/Photo313.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3_arxrqouI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/9WFtNSawRXo/s320/Photo313.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Rachel looks like she's doing rhythmic gymnastics with the can!hahaha)[extreme right]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;After band, went to meet Pam, Faaiza, &amp;amp; SimYee with YongWei &amp;amp; YingYing at raffles city for lunch :DD Haha, the 3 of them(P,F,Sy) were doing flag day. BORING SHIT. the organization gave such a &amp;nbsp;lousy, cheapo stickers, so much that once paste &amp;amp; taken out, it can't be sticked anymore. &amp;amp; they pasted some on the donation can, but they kept flying away. this is the 1st time i've seen such a...HAHA. Anyway after having lunch, we went outside raffles city so that they can continue with the work.while Yw, Ying &amp;amp; i went to buy ice cream in front of a church/mrt. Then guess what, met RachelMing, Cassandra &amp;amp; Valentina there! They were doing flag day too. HAHA. Rachel, Ying &amp;amp; i screaaaamt when we saw each other, HAHAHA. Pardon us. Sooo, yw ordered HONEYDEW flavour, but guess what, the uncle gave her PEPPERMINT instead. The best part is, when she asked to change, the uncle said,"what, it's the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;same &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;what, honeydew &amp;amp; that" UHH, sorry, it's the same colour with different shades, not same taste! goshhh. Yw was damn pissed off. Woah. :O Went back to find Pam they all. &amp;amp; somehow this redundant space(above) with shelter at raffles city became our territory. Pam called it the 'bomb shelter'(i dunno why, hahah, crazy),we sat at the space. hahaha. Awesome. Then we joked that Yw &amp;amp; i should play our trumpets so that it'll attract people to come &amp;amp; donate. HAHA, like basking! but its for charity, YEAH. Anyway Ying, yw &amp;amp; i fooled around at the space while the rest were busy with their flag day.( i could hear pam screaming from a distance -.-|||) Then Rachel &amp;amp; Cass left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;THAT YW BOUGHT A REALLY PRETTY BLUE EXTENSION! OMGGGG I WANNA KILL UUUU! I ALSO WANNA OWN THAT! T-T HMPH.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;i seriously need a hair cut :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Cheryl &amp;amp; SuCai, get well soon!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-6325080957610114009?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/6325080957610114009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/6325080957610114009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/02/band-in-morning-d-sucai-didnt-come-due.html' title='Boo Yeah,'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3_aZR7B0GI/AAAAAAAAAbI/1bjK-MJtkLI/s72-c/Photo312.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-1271186095930484284</id><published>2010-02-20T04:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T05:11:28.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TrumpetSectionDinner'10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3_eBYG7C8I/AAAAAAAAAbY/MxDiHeq9yz8/s1600-h/DSC02164.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3_eBYG7C8I/AAAAAAAAAbY/MxDiHeq9yz8/s320/DSC02164.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3_LtfQ5HNI/AAAAAAAAAag/D8c0XNC8Rfo/s1600-h/DSC02147.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3_LtfQ5HNI/AAAAAAAAAag/D8c0XNC8Rfo/s320/DSC02147.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3_eFh1gBSI/AAAAAAAAAbg/u9froVUk_78/s1600-h/DSC02156.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3_eFh1gBSI/AAAAAAAAAbg/u9froVUk_78/s320/DSC02156.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;ALICIA, NICHOLA,SHILI,YUFANG, HAVE NOT SEEN YOU GUYS FOR A REALLY LOOONG TIME! OMG! i was really glad to see you guys man! really miss trumpet section seniors D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So anyway, YongWei, YuFang,ShiLi, Nichola &amp;amp; Alicia met up for dinner yesterday at dhoby ghaut. :D This joke called SuCai couldn't make it, AGAIN! T-T Quite sad, y'know. The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;section leader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; some more! hmph. Anyway, though the it had been only for 2 hours plus, we really enjoyed it as there was so much laughter. HAHA. They talked about their JC/Poly, &amp;amp; JC/Poly life seems so complicated &amp;amp; different(of cos). :/ i dun wanna graduate man. But i dun wanna retain either. i've only got 2years left, gotta cherish it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;After dinner, went to cam-whore in between the bus stop &amp;amp; mrt station. haha, quite fun y'know. But sadly, ShiLi &amp;amp; Nic had to leave after that ): So left with the 4 of us. Went back to PS, shop around, then parted at 10plus.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I'm really looking forward to the next section outing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;WITH SUCAI THERE TOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-1271186095930484284?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/1271186095930484284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/1271186095930484284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/02/trumpetsectiondinner10.html' title='TrumpetSectionDinner&apos;10'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3_eBYG7C8I/AAAAAAAAAbY/MxDiHeq9yz8/s72-c/DSC02164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-2368995528724055428</id><published>2010-02-18T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T06:57:15.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY LOVE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;AHBELL IS MY DEAR GIRL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;AHBELL ROCKS A LOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;AHBELL LIKES TO SHOUT PUMMYLA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;AHBELL LOVES ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;AHBELL LIKES ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;AHBELL THINKS I ROCK ^^&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;HEHE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;PAMELA LOVES AHBELL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;PAMELA LIKES AHBELL'S NONSENSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;PAMELA CANT WAIT TO E LEARNING DAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;PAMELA THINKS ELEARNING DAY "IS GONNA BE A LEARNING DAY"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;HEHE:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;LOVEYOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-2368995528724055428?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/2368995528724055428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/2368995528724055428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-love.html' title='MY LOVE.'/><author><name>Pamela yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124249448158499860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtuIeg-3-eE/TiwotZ75ZFI/AAAAAAAAElQ/mq1kObPyjK0/s220/snapshot%2B%252829%25291.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-653050258084252401</id><published>2010-02-14T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T05:33:55.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happyValentinesDearest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxMONzwwGpI/S3f4Dw66CjI/AAAAAAAAC6M/y5guHyK3LC0/s1600-h/ahbell.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxMONzwwGpI/S3f4Dw66CjI/AAAAAAAAC6M/y5guHyK3LC0/s320/ahbell.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxMONzwwGpI/S3f4E3bC9bI/AAAAAAAAC6U/87ususBug1I/s1600-h/ahbell+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxMONzwwGpI/S3f4E3bC9bI/AAAAAAAAC6U/87ususBug1I/s320/ahbell+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANKS FOR THAT REALLY REALLY SWEET POST DEAREST BEST FRIEND ❤&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you more than ever !&lt;/strong&gt; hee, happyvalentine's day dear (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;though the previous retard-nation pledge we cant remember due to our lovely STM.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;i shall make a new one again(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;we the people of retard nation&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;pledge ourselves to be a retard for life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;base on being retarded,crazy and fun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;so as to achieve the awesome effects of being a retard :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;TEEHEE, doesnt make much sense, yes we shall try to remember it this time:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;anyways , i really miss going out with you &amp;gt;: cant wait for 22nd feb e learning day ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: cyan;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-653050258084252401?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/653050258084252401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/653050258084252401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/02/happyvalentinesdearest.html' title='happyValentinesDearest'/><author><name>Pamela yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124249448158499860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtuIeg-3-eE/TiwotZ75ZFI/AAAAAAAAElQ/mq1kObPyjK0/s220/snapshot%2B%252829%25291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxMONzwwGpI/S3f4Dw66CjI/AAAAAAAAC6M/y5guHyK3LC0/s72-c/ahbell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-7636225488220391844</id><published>2010-02-13T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T09:13:13.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ganbel's party</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;woots, GANBEL'S PARTY WAS FUNFUNFUN~ but we were late, cos stupid ying wanted her frolicks shake. hmph, so we had to go cineleisure first &amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; guess wat? in the end they're out of the shake. WTH. Anyway, when we first came, the atmosphere was weird which i dunno why, but after that it was alright. OMG, they freaking watched some korean show, &amp;amp; kept screaming like there ain't got tomorrow when they saw their idols. WTH. go &amp;amp; die, korean idols.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I've to say we laughed a lot during the party! hahahaha. some of us, like Brenda, me, ying drank this jelly drink 'CiCi' and we kept laughing! Then Brenda said " we go high on jelly!" hahaha then we started laughing like mad please! gosh... &amp;amp; After quite a lot of people left, (which means only left with Brenda, Ganbel, Ying &amp;amp; i) we went to watch nigahiga videos. OMG, DAMN HILARIOUS, we kept laughing like mad, as though it's our first time watching them man. awesomexzxzxz. at about 8 plus, Cassie &amp;amp; Vanns came, hahaha you guys sure are early man! left with ying at about 9, went to ion to eat dinner. Reached home about 10 plus. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;shall let the pictures do the talkings. as i've said before, a picture speaks a 10000000 words :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;my whole body was aching cos i was practically walking the whole day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3baSzZP3AI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/7qAheFZKFIk/s1600-h/DSC00670.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Zapf Dingbats'; font-size: 20px;"&gt;❤&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Zapf Dingbats'; font-size: 20px;"&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Zapf Dingbats'; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Zapf Dingbats'; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 20px;"&gt;Thanks Pamela, Athena, Brenda, Christalbel, JingRu, Natali, YongWei, SuCai, Amelia, XingXing, LingLing, Andrea, MsZee &amp;amp; many more for the presents :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Zapf Dingbats'; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Zapf Dingbats';"&gt;Whoa, the fanfare we played was :DDD everyone thought we're gonna play a song or something. hahaha cheated their feelings &amp;gt;:D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Zapf Dingbats';"&gt;did i mention Sucai took out her mouthpiece &amp;amp; didn't take out her trumpet?? omg, joke. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Ying tripped again, AS USUAL, ain't surprising -.-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Zapf Dingbats';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Zapf Dingbats';"&gt;Just now my family went for a car ride to see fireworks. But let me tell you something, my dad drove us there cos he only wanted to see how bad the jam is. O.O it's true! he ain't interested at the fireworks cos he claims its all the same every year.(which may be true) &amp;amp;&amp;amp; orchard road was like a ghost town! :DD ok, so he brings us for a car ride every festive season :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Zapf Dingbats';"&gt;i love car rides! &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&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/4362595189186868919-7636225488220391844?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/7636225488220391844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/7636225488220391844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/02/ganbels-party.html' title='Ganbel&apos;s party'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3baSzZP3AI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/7qAheFZKFIk/s72-c/DSC00670.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-1304480671755380867</id><published>2010-02-10T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T05:09:45.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THANKS PUMMYLA ! ;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;YES PUMMYLA LOVE, I LOVE YOU MORE. HAHAHAHA. yeahh, so cool man, we're fated. hahaha. the next time we shall meet coincidentally is at the toilet! hahaha. hey your twin sister pamela was crazy today, she kept singing in the kiddy voice during emaths! GOSH, i guess all pamelas are born to be CRAZY, RETARDED, LOUD. awesome much~ yaye, we're gonna have the same recess tomorrow :D &amp;amp;&amp;amp; I CAN'T FREAKING WAIT FOR FRIDAY TO APPROACH! oh no, our fanfare :O TRUMPET SECTION WE MUST GIVE OUR BEST SHOT MAN! PLAY LIKE THERE AIN'T GOT TOMORROW ;D though its just a fanfare that lasts less than a minute, but still, we're the "opening theme song" for the concert, so yeah! just sad that the whole band can't play the cheena new year songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;i feel like being random, so here are some retarded smses:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Amanda wee (amehh wee) &amp;amp; yingsquak(ah gong) were smsing each other. guess how amehh wee started the sms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Amehhwee: Ah Gong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Ying: what!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;amehhwee: BUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;ying: ah mah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;hahaha, wth amehhwee, you seem to be like the person who doesn't joke around but actually you are. surprisingly. hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Last year christmas: jessica &amp;amp; i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;me: MERRY XMAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;jessipoop: who r u?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;me: ahbell D: how can you not know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;jessipoop; OH. sorry. &amp;nbsp;i sent my shoe for repair and lost a lot of numbers. merry xmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;hahahaha wth, sent SHOE for repair. RIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;few days ago: ying &amp;amp; i. i forgot what we were smsing about, anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;ying: AHAHAHAHAHA. OKK!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;me: uh, are you HIGH or HIGH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;ying: hmmm, i pick high! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;me: right...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;-end of random smses-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;oh gosh, i just remembered about something funny during poa! My class has 4 Amandas...&amp;amp; anyway,it was the first lesson of the year, so our cher asked the class to introduce and say something special &amp;nbsp;about ourselves. so when it came to amehhwee's turn she said." uhmm, i'm amanda wee from library &amp;amp;..." *pauses* cher says" go on, tell us something special about yourself." amehhwee:" uhh, my surname is wee." HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAH. WTHHH! if you get it, you'll find it funny, anyway this totally made the class laugh, especially ying &amp;amp; i! we couldn't stop laughing for what it seems to be forever! goshh, such a joke pleaseee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;thanks sucai for the dictionary :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;THURS, NO TEST, FINALLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-1304480671755380867?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/1304480671755380867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/1304480671755380867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/02/thanks-pummyla-d.html' title='THANKS PUMMYLA ! ;D'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-1486555547001754352</id><published>2010-02-08T06:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T06:48:45.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HI POOPBELL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxMONzwwGpI/S3Aj5fhzKRI/AAAAAAAAC4s/oTb_R6BVYmo/s1600-h/ahhhh.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxMONzwwGpI/S3Aj5fhzKRI/AAAAAAAAC4s/oTb_R6BVYmo/s320/ahhhh.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;AHBELLL MY LOVEEEEE:D HEHE MY COM IS BACK SO IM BACK TOO. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;OMG I REALLY LOVE YOU. TODAY SO COOL HUR. I OPEN THE CLASS DOOR THEN YOU RIGHT OUTSIDE (; HEHES. :D TOMORROW SAME RECESS^^ LOVEYOU SEE YOU. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;[I KNOW YOU LOVE ME MORE] :D&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/4362595189186868919-1486555547001754352?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/1486555547001754352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/1486555547001754352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/02/hi-poopbell.html' title='HI POOPBELL.'/><author><name>Pamela yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124249448158499860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtuIeg-3-eE/TiwotZ75ZFI/AAAAAAAAElQ/mq1kObPyjK0/s220/snapshot%2B%252829%25291.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YxMONzwwGpI/S3Aj5fhzKRI/AAAAAAAAC4s/oTb_R6BVYmo/s72-c/ahhhh.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-1626054462879495114</id><published>2010-02-05T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T07:48:46.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S2wv9Acbb9I/AAAAAAAAAXI/MdvtOcOtNQQ/s1600-h/Photo268.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S2wv9Acbb9I/AAAAAAAAAXI/MdvtOcOtNQQ/s320/Photo268.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This picture reminds me of yingying. She's always so elated &amp;amp; ready to eat food :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS PUMMYLA FOR E POST! LOVE YA LOTS ;D i shall continue to go "PUMMYLA!" everyday! :DD&lt;br /&gt;WOOOH, i rock, i've got cramps &amp;amp; i drank cold drinks &amp;amp; ate ice cream! but it didn't get any worst, so who cares :D&lt;br /&gt;yay, there's band tomorrow :D woo, i've finally owned 'Blue Ridge Saga' mp3 d:&lt;br /&gt;sorry Ling, to cancel the study date! DDD: i'm really sorry, i feel damn bad, we shall find a date again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots, GONNA SEE AMEPOK TOMORROW AFTER BAND! WOOOO! it's been really long since i've gone out with you, love! D: finally, tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEEWANYU AKA LAOWANG AKA WANG GE DONGGG, GET WELL SOON MANZZXZ! TO BE SPECIFIC, LIKE NOW!!! HAHAHAHAHA. i wanna see your hyper self by tomorrow! WEEE. Wang dong, dun be sad k? i know you're pissed and everything :/ but please dun be! i hope she'll &lt;b&gt;WAKE UP&lt;/b&gt; from what she's doing man, &amp;amp; give you many many 1st scores. :DD&lt;br /&gt;be hyper for eternity! :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-1626054462879495114?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/1626054462879495114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/1626054462879495114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-picture-reminds-me-of-yingying.html' title=''/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S2wv9Acbb9I/AAAAAAAAAXI/MdvtOcOtNQQ/s72-c/Photo268.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-7219345676942476640</id><published>2010-02-05T05:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T05:51:34.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you love me (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;TGIF ! &lt;/b&gt; Hi ahbell(: &lt;br /&gt;I really want to thank this retard here for bringing me so much joy ^^ &lt;br /&gt;She's always so nonsense and we LAUGH like some mad insane girl ! But that's what make us unique and I really thank god for bringing christabel reina koh into my life. :D. Though we are from different class, she's always going "PUMMYLA" when she pass my class (: hehe. &lt;br /&gt;Today we were laughing during assembly like mad girls with some peeps from her class and some from mine,really awesome laughing times ^^ (L) ! &lt;br /&gt;Okay tata. Blog for you another time (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-7219345676942476640?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/7219345676942476640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/7219345676942476640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-know-you-love-me.html' title='You know you love me (:'/><author><name>Pamela yeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06124249448158499860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtuIeg-3-eE/TiwotZ75ZFI/AAAAAAAAElQ/mq1kObPyjK0/s220/snapshot%2B%252829%25291.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-4660809504353278475</id><published>2010-02-01T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T05:53:49.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday blues :/</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;to actually have a physics test first thing in the morning. What a "nice" way to start a day. :/ it was full of crap, &amp;amp; i realised i made a lot of puny careless mistakes. LIKE WHAT THE HELL. But who cares, HAHA.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;i was somehow quite pissed off for no reason today, before recess. What rubbed it in, was that people talking about their stupid korean idols ( no offence) They're(idols) just pieces of annoying shits. A few of my classmates went for the SHINee autograph session yesterday. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; you know what? They freaking went there to queue at &lt;b&gt;4AM&lt;/b&gt;. LIKE WHAT THE HELL!? i rather get my beauty sleep man. Apparently there were already 3 rows of queue there. o.O But i understand why they do that as only 1000 people could go in &amp;amp; it's like once in a lifetime? Plus they're foreigners. Which all the more i wouldn't go for it if i were some fan, as it's too crazy. You go there so early &amp;amp; can't get in, it's a totally waste of my freaking time. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; WOAH, my classmates told me about the crowd there. LIKE AGN, WHAT THE HELL. It was bad to the extent that the shopping mall glass door broke. CRAZY. &amp;nbsp;OH,&amp;nbsp;i'm quite surprised ying went there, though she went at 6am, i think. She's a kid that wants sleep more than anything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Anyway, i'm hoping that at least my classmates will stop talking about them in class cos it really makes me damn pissed off. The freaking idols' names were recited everyday that even i remembered some of their names. Such as, Min ho, tek min, key, top, g dragon &amp;amp; some weird names.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I HATE SEC 4 LIFE. NO FREEDOM. The earliest we are freaking dismissed from school is 2.30 on thurs, other than friday. stupid wednesday finishes at 4 cos of the stupid cheena remedial. like what the hell. :/ now we can hardly find time to have lunch together with the clique. &amp;nbsp;sad shit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Did&amp;nbsp;i&amp;nbsp;mention&amp;nbsp;that&amp;nbsp;on&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;monday, wednesday, thursday &amp;amp; friday are just full of tests? D: sad shit man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;school is just tiring. sigh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-4660809504353278475?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/4660809504353278475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/4660809504353278475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/02/monday-blues.html' title='monday blues :/'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-8500284650087880682</id><published>2010-01-30T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T22:36:08.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>今日わママの誕生日！</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;お誕生日おめでと、ママ!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Zapf Dingbats';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;❤❤❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Zapf Dingbats';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUUMMMMMYYYY!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS for everything you've done, sacrificed for me &amp;amp; naomi! :D&lt;br /&gt;when we were about to give up, you &amp;amp; dad were the ones who supported us &amp;amp; pick us up from the darkness. :D really glad to have a mama like you! WE LOVE YOU A LOT, ママ!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oh yeah, thanks pammy for changing my bloggg! HEHHH.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-8500284650087880682?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/8500284650087880682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/8500284650087880682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='今日わママの誕生日！'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-5513740231322641840</id><published>2010-01-30T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T08:12:48.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best saturday of the year yet;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Had band today, &amp;amp; again, i overslept -.- woke up at 7.35am. &amp;amp; reached school like 8.15, so half an hour late :/ geeee. SOME JUNIOR broke our treble clef shaped pencil! DD: dannnggg. At least she offered to pay for it...but it's useless. so the section was depressed &amp;nbsp;about e pencil, then as you know, "have a nice day" was imprinted on the pencil. So yongwei saw the words &amp;amp; said " pi ah, have a nice day" Su, yw &amp;amp; i laughed hard core. HAHA we're lame, ya'know. &amp;nbsp;// i just&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;❤&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;'Blue Ridge Saga' ! &amp;nbsp;It's a really nice song :D But, Galaxy Express 999 can't beat that. HEH.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;he section was just shocked to see you cry. Though we dunno what was the reason, We're sorry about every single mistakes we made(not only about our playing), if that was the reason. We were hurt to see you &amp;nbsp;break down, so, please, CHEER UP! we'll try to change our bad old ways, but that needs time. Anyway, we're really sorry! WE DUN WANNA HAVE A MELANCHOLIC SL D': i really hate to see people cry cos it's heartbreaking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;if you've realised that nowadays we hardly talk to you its because we thought that you didn't like us or something, so we found it hard to communicate with you. As also, you somewhat seem to be quieter &amp;amp; wouldn't really smile at us? idk. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;After band Wei, Ying &amp;amp; i met up with pam for lunch at serene :DD FINALLY A LUNCH WITH FRIENDS. This really made my day. I was really desperate(so is dory! D:) to have lunch with the clique members. After lunch, wei went home while pam,ying &amp;amp; i went to cineleisure cos pammy wanted to buy a new anklet. But alas, it was closed. Anyway, we went to my house, but ying just send us off so she walked towards my house's bus stop. PUMMYLA CAME TO DO HER CME PRESENTATION. But failed. hahha. had tuition at 5, while she was in my bedroom playing with the laptop. ok, i've to say cheryl was crazy today. actually every lesson, but today was really a higher level than crazy. hahah she's like 20+ &amp;amp; she still sometimes act so kiddy. WAHAHAHA. OH YEAH, pam &amp;amp; i cam-whored like crazy with the macbook photo booth. HAHAHAHA. Apparently having only 2people is nicer than having multiple taking pictures in photo booth. Cos it's like quite crammmmyy D: 2 people have ample space (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Watched 'The sound of thunder' on channel 5 &amp;amp; '13 ghosts' on AXN during dinner. HAHA multi task. i kept turning my head to watch the 2 shows at the same time. Like if i'm watching this particular show, &amp;amp; suddenly the other show had screams, i would immediately turn my head to the other tv. MUAHAHA. anyway, '13 ghosts' was kinda stupid.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;IF YING CAN'T DO THE EMATHS WORKSHEET, THAT MEANS I'VE NO HOPE OF SOLVING D: my maths sucks balls. plus, there's Physics &amp;amp; Social Studies test on monday, what the hell. :///&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/4362595189186868919-5513740231322641840?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/5513740231322641840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/5513740231322641840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/01/best-saturday-of-year-yet.html' title='Best saturday of the year yet;'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-3342168320346790549</id><published>2010-01-30T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T03:30:48.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi,im a retard.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S2QXrfnccnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/LEJNVfVeuIY/s1600-h/Photo+130.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S2QXrfnccnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/LEJNVfVeuIY/s320/Photo+130.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S2QXuLEIxEI/AAAAAAAAAVs/G0WHHTT_0uI/s1600-h/Photo+94.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S2QXuLEIxEI/AAAAAAAAAVs/G0WHHTT_0uI/s320/Photo+94.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hi im &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;christabel&lt;/span&gt;, and for your information im the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;biggest retard ever! :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im currently trying to help pam do her math homework [:&lt;br /&gt;and and and before i forget, i love pam for helping me change my blogskin (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;XOXO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;PAM here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-3342168320346790549?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/3342168320346790549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/3342168320346790549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/01/hiim-retard.html' title='Hi,im a retard.'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S2QXrfnccnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/LEJNVfVeuIY/s72-c/Photo+130.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-6202750505592443753</id><published>2010-01-21T04:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T04:46:33.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>where are your hearts man.</title><content type='html'>so what if one is weak at playing? does that mean that you guys have to look down on her? what the f___ please. you're just nothing but the pure weak ones, ain't her. a pure losers as well. stop being so tactless &amp;amp; keep those nasty comments to yourselves, freaaaks. just mind your own freaking businesses. i'm also weak at certain parts, but do my mates ever gave me hurtful, lashing words?? NO. they just leave me alone. &amp;amp; YOU GUYS SHOULD FREAKING FOLLOW SUIT MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;PERFECT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; LOSERS.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-6202750505592443753?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/6202750505592443753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/6202750505592443753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-what-if-one-is-weak-at-playing-does.html' title='where are your hearts man.'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-6702545779944498540</id><published>2010-01-17T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T04:12:57.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PAMMY, SWEET SIXTEEN YO.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;HAPPY SWEET 16,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;A&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Zapf Dingbats'; font-size: 20px;"&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Zapf Dingbats'; font-size: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Zapf Dingbats'; font-size: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Zapf Dingbats'; font-size: 20px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Zapf Dingbats'; font-size: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S1L4LDE8gSI/AAAAAAAAAVU/mIDy2MhE6p8/s1600-h/Photo250.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S1L4LDE8gSI/AAAAAAAAAVU/mIDy2MhE6p8/s320/Photo250.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;hahaha, you're the oldest &amp;amp; the most mature(&lt;b&gt;yeah right&lt;/b&gt;) human in our clique yo! Yeap, it's been 3years since we became best of friends :DD such strong bonds we have right?? i love that :D It's always been so fun with you, entertaining me with your "oh-so SOFT voice", jokes, laughter &amp;amp; so forth :DD i really appreciate you being at my side all the time! LOVE YA MAN. I was really shocked to realised that we still stayed on as best friends even when we ain't in the same class anymore. As you know, in primary school i've always been changing best friends every two years due to the rearranging of classes. (i bet you guys do change too). Of cos not only the 2 of us, but the clique still lives on :DD awesome right! A clique consists of different classes &amp;amp; staying on is just too cooooool. HEH. egoistical, but i dun give 2 shits about that. d: yeah, i'm really glad to have a crazyyyy friend like you for years, &amp;amp; i shall freaking cherish this! i really HOPE that we dun drift away after sec5 :/// i'm worried about that part though. But who cares, let's enjoy this moment now &amp;amp; not race to the future man. i feel really damn blessed to have captured you in sec1. HEH HEH HEH. :DDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YAAA, &amp;nbsp;BIRTHDAY GIRL. Please CHEER UP, you still have us. (especially ME. d:) though the distance between nicole &amp;amp; us is like a giant's footsteps away, the lovely bond between you guys are just soooooo darrrnnnn tighttttttttttttt. Forget about the distance, just think of it as a stone's throw away. :DDD i really hope that you can remain as the hyper &amp;amp; retarded self. (: if you need help in that just go to WanYu. HAHAHAHAHAHA. ddd:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh sorry for this late post by the way, i didn't have time to do this on the exact date )):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-6702545779944498540?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/6702545779944498540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/6702545779944498540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/01/pammy-sweet-sixteen-yo.html' title='PAMMY, SWEET SIXTEEN YO.'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S1L4LDE8gSI/AAAAAAAAAVU/mIDy2MhE6p8/s72-c/Photo250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-3690359454186206453</id><published>2010-01-10T00:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T00:46:48.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoes hunting</title><content type='html'>Searching of shoes day two. finally found a pair! but now the problem is that i ain't sure if that shoes are allowed man ): howhowhowhow????????? sighhh. guess i'll know tomorrow, imma scared, i dunno why. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-3690359454186206453?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/3690359454186206453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/3690359454186206453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/01/shoes-hunting.html' title='Shoes hunting'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-127282165598580689</id><published>2010-01-09T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T00:44:22.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new starting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S0h8Vi-V4dI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Tf89l34qlAs/s1600-h/P1020155.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S0h8Vi-V4dI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Tf89l34qlAs/s400/P1020155.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A new starting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I was really glad to attend the motivational camp man. Though i was quite reluctant at first, walking extremely heavy steps to school. :/ That $165 dollars was worth it i guess :D What struck me most was the emotional segment of the camp. Whereby the trainers started making us feel the guilt of neglecting our parents or showing attitudes to them etc, making us realize how important they are &amp;amp; that we've gotta &amp;nbsp;really treasure them from the bottom of our hearts. &lt;i&gt;Amazing,&lt;/i&gt; isn't it? &lt;b&gt;Mum &amp;amp; Dad&lt;/b&gt;, though i know you won't read my this, &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;but i wanna you to know that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;i really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; you man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;. I really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; apologize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; for all the wrong doings i've done &amp;amp; sometimes i would repeat them again despite saying sorry.&lt;/span&gt; Hurh, nonsensical, isn't it? But i'll try to control myself &amp;amp; try not to repeat them ever again. I've been taking advantage of you guys too :/ Such as sending/fetching me to/from school, cooking dinner almost every night, paying really expensive tuition fees for my sis &amp;amp; i, &amp;amp; even willing to pay more just to help us improve on our grades despite the fact that it's a bit tight now, &amp;amp; much more. Oh yeah, also, nagging at me to take my asthma or other medication constantly. There were times when i got so fed up of taking medication everyday that i thought i should just drop dead. But i know i'm wrong, i really appreciate that. Every single thing you guys did for us shows that you loves us, even the littlest things.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The day you scold us the most, it is one of the days that you care for us the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Back to the camp-- i enjoyed the speed reading activity thing! haha searching the numbers &amp;amp; words from rows in 40secs, gradually decreasing to 20secs. It was so darn fun man. haha. Another speed reading activity is reading of comprehension passages was rather...annoying. Cos even if i could read fast, i would not freaking remember what i read so, yeah. i rather go my pace man. But i like the music that they played. i think that song was from death note. It's a background song, meaning instrumental. ahahaha. The last day, during the closing ceremony was woaahhhhh. Another emotional time again. Students went up on stage to express their feelings for their parents &amp;amp; also apologizing for what they did. It was melancholic yet touching. I teared a little, but stopped for a while. All of the sudden, Ying started crying badly. i got shock please. Like really bad, so much that her whole face turned tomato. ): you know why? She misses her mum a lot :/ her parents are in Taiwan for approximately 2years. They can't come back for quite a while D: i really pity her man. Cheer up ok?? I LOVE YOU, SQUAK. My heart shattered into million of pieces each time she says "i miss my mum" in an unstable voice while crying. Plus, she seriously can't remember how her parents looked like already.Their vivid picture of their faces in her mind keeps fading as each day passed. &amp;nbsp;)): &amp;amp; then at almost at the end of the ceremony, i started crying too. It was a really sudden feeling to cry, so i was in a state of shock &amp;amp; in a really depressed state. :/ i think because when i saw many students hugging their parents warmly while we look really lost, i realized i really wanted my parents to be there too. It's my fault anyway, i forgot to tell them that they could come for the ceremony. sigh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;THANKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; Pamela, Amethyst, YingYing, Natali, Jing Ru, Faith, Celia, Suleshna, Siti, &amp;amp; all those others who hugged me when i was producing a fountain :D&lt;/span&gt; i'm&amp;nbsp;pretty&amp;nbsp;sure&amp;nbsp;there&amp;nbsp;were&amp;nbsp;others&amp;nbsp;there&amp;nbsp;but&amp;nbsp;i&amp;nbsp;was&amp;nbsp;busily&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;burying&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;face&amp;nbsp;in&amp;nbsp;Pam's&amp;nbsp;shoulder&amp;nbsp;so&amp;nbsp;i&amp;nbsp;didn't get to see everyone there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Today, i'm still having after shock. I cried again today as i finally pour out those words like "sorry" to my mum. If only my dad was there too, but he had to go out. sigh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Anyway, went to look for school shoes at plaza singapura &amp;amp; opposite St Andrew's Cathedral, but to no avail. Whatever i wanted was all meant for guys &amp;amp; they didn't have my size. SIGH. LIKE REALLY. HMPH. :////&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ps. That photo above was taken at my grandparent's house in Japan. &amp;amp; guess what, i&lt;b&gt;t's only &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;at the 3rd leve&lt;/b&gt;l.&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;A totally unblocked view! In Singapore, living at the 3rd level = view of neighbours' houses. No offence, but it's true :/&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-127282165598580689?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/127282165598580689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/127282165598580689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-starting.html' title='A new starting'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S0h8Vi-V4dI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Tf89l34qlAs/s72-c/P1020155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-8309374781892202898</id><published>2010-01-05T02:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T02:19:39.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day of school.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;OMG. 1st day of school actually started with sitting in the hall for 2 whole freaking hours. My butt was hurting madly. Those at the gallery are just so lucky. HMPH.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;anyway, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS ALINA CHIA, FOR BEING THE MONITRESS OF 4/7 '10!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS SARAH E, FOR BEING THE ASSISTANT MONITRESS OF 4/7'10!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;HAHAAH WORK HARD K.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;turned&amp;nbsp;out&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;be&amp;nbsp;some&amp;nbsp;shit&amp;nbsp;representative&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;Physics while YingYing is the Emaths one.&amp;nbsp;Actually&amp;nbsp;it&amp;nbsp;was&amp;nbsp;Emaths,&amp;nbsp;but&amp;nbsp;i&amp;nbsp;hate&amp;nbsp;that&amp;nbsp;subject,&amp;nbsp;so,&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;switched&amp;nbsp;positions&amp;nbsp;with&amp;nbsp;YingYing.&amp;nbsp;HAHAHA. She&amp;nbsp;hates&amp;nbsp;Physics.&amp;nbsp;so&amp;nbsp;yeah,&amp;nbsp;good&amp;nbsp;switch&amp;nbsp;:D &amp;nbsp;RACHEL&amp;nbsp;TAN&amp;nbsp;TOCK&amp;nbsp;SENG&amp;nbsp;is&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;baby&amp;nbsp;assistant.&amp;nbsp;:D&amp;nbsp;last&amp;nbsp;year&amp;nbsp;it&amp;nbsp;was&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;other&amp;nbsp;way&amp;nbsp;round.&amp;nbsp;funny&amp;nbsp;isn't&amp;nbsp;it? OHOH, &amp;nbsp;i&amp;nbsp;get&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;sit&amp;nbsp;with&amp;nbsp;YingYing&amp;nbsp;again!&amp;nbsp;with&amp;nbsp;Alina &amp;amp; LingLing&amp;nbsp;in&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;next&amp;nbsp;row,&amp;nbsp;but&amp;nbsp;next&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;us.&amp;nbsp;Sad&amp;nbsp;we&amp;nbsp;can't&amp;nbsp;join&amp;nbsp;tables,&amp;nbsp;but&amp;nbsp;i'm&amp;nbsp;glad&amp;nbsp;we're&amp;nbsp;still&amp;nbsp;at&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;same&amp;nbsp;spot&amp;nbsp;:D Amanda&amp;nbsp;wee &amp;amp; WanTing&amp;nbsp;might&amp;nbsp;be&amp;nbsp;behind&amp;nbsp;us!&amp;nbsp;yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Our&amp;nbsp;form&amp;nbsp;teachers&amp;nbsp;are&amp;nbsp;so&amp;nbsp;nice,&amp;nbsp;they&amp;nbsp;let&amp;nbsp;us&amp;nbsp;arrange&amp;nbsp;ourselves&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;who&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;sit&amp;nbsp;with&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;where&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;sit.&amp;nbsp;So&amp;nbsp;cool&amp;nbsp;right.&amp;nbsp;This&amp;nbsp;is&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;first&amp;nbsp;time&amp;nbsp;man!&amp;nbsp;So&amp;nbsp;awesome.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Went&amp;nbsp;lunch&amp;nbsp;with&amp;nbsp;Pamela,&amp;nbsp;YingYing,&amp;nbsp;Amethyst,&amp;nbsp;YongWei,&amp;nbsp;Athena,Dorothy,JingRu,Siti,Nicole at Ikea. :D Meatballs awesome much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Took 195 back home with Amethyst. Haven't talk to you for a long time already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Glad we did today :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;omg, SuCai cut her hair again! Her stump of ponytail is so cute (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;like around 9pm, i had to pass YuFang something. sooo troublesome. HMPH. i had to walllkkkkkk so farr r &amp;nbsp; r &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;r &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;r &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; r. &amp;nbsp;Walked her to the bus stop which was the other end of singapore man. :\ She ranted about screwing up of O's history D: poor thing, good luck, hope you can pass with flying rainbow colours (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;ps. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; please dun help make an ants' nest out of it again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-8309374781892202898?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/8309374781892202898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/8309374781892202898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/01/1st-day-of-school.html' title='1st day of school.'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-7300471370039963381</id><published>2010-01-02T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T22:23:34.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;GOSH, school's starting tomorrow, &amp;amp; i haven't get rid of my homework yet. i ain't gonna give a damn for chinese composition &amp;amp; letter writing. But PoA &amp;amp; the stupid poster. omg. Hey, at least i'm done with physics man. &amp;amp; the main cheena paper. THANKS to Pamela &amp;amp; Wangwang. :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm rather hoping that i'll get to sit with YingYing, Alina &amp;amp; LingLing in class man. These 3 people are the bombxzzxz. The 4 of us totally joined each of our tables. it was so darn fun. :D Also, if only my class &amp;amp; 4/8 would be on the same level as 4/9. As you know, 'living' on the same level as the sec3s sucks. No offence, but yeah, sucks. The school is the horrible monster to plan the bloody location. Can't they just be like any other schools that plan normally? All sec1s at one level, sec2s on one, sec3s on one etc etc. So darn annoying man. This absurd way of planning. HMPH. Makes no freaking difference.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dreading school tomorrow :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;THANKS PAMELA FOR THE NEW YEAR POST ;D &lt;b&gt;LOVE YA TRUCK LOADS&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;❤❤❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-7300471370039963381?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/7300471370039963381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/7300471370039963381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2010/01/gosh-schools-starting-tomorrow-i-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-4034456691220778405</id><published>2009-12-30T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T07:26:56.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last band practice of the 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Met Squak(ying) at somerset to buy cake..or rather muffin for Xing. Ate lunch at koufu. i ate dammn a lot man! i ate bbq chicken (korean food) &amp;amp; ate ying's left over muffin. then after that we went to frolicks, &amp;nbsp;she drank the smoothie while i ate the yogurt. Took 174, &amp;amp; guessed what, we met Aminah's mum. It's like ying &amp;amp; i were sitting right at the back &amp;amp; suddenly 2 women came to sit with us. We've realised that they kept staring at us &amp;amp; the trumpet case on the floor. Then one of them asked if we were having band practice today. We said yeah, &amp;amp; the women next to me told us that she has a daughter in smsb too. &amp;amp; it turned out to be Aminah. NO WONDER the women looked damn familiar, as i saw her in primary school before, umpteen times. Aminah's mum is still pretty as ever man. hahaha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Band practice started with quite little people. Then slowly, people started streaming in. one of them is SUCAI. but i guess she was tt late cos she bought presents (: I'M ONE OF E LUCKY ONE WHO RECEIVED IT. I GOT A STITCH. UH. i dunno what it's called but anyway there are many post-its inside plus a cute calendar! STIIIIIIITCCCCCCCCCCHHHHHHHHHHH YOU KNOW! haha THANKS SUCAI!!! LIKE REALLY THANKS THANKS THANKS THANKS K. hahaha i know you're as HIGH as i am now [:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Played &amp;nbsp;Ponyo, Saints' Hallelujah, Legend of the ancient hero( these 3 songs sure are memories), Latin Favourites, Fantasia...&amp;amp; i can't remember. oh, i do know some little funny stuff did happen, but i just can't recall. hmph. excitement of receiving stitch stuff totally erased my memories of today. so yeah, dun blame me for forgetting k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;:D:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;YAY, 4/7 &amp;amp; 4/8 ARE FINALLY GONNA BE TOGETHER AT THE SAME LEVEL! WOOOHOOOOO! PAMELAAAAAAAA!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-4034456691220778405?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/4034456691220778405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/4034456691220778405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-band-practice-of-2009.html' title='Last band practice of the 2009'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-4508076645723072528</id><published>2009-12-29T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T09:11:17.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/Szo2YYmWhdI/AAAAAAAAAU0/jdzYTmRVpT0/s1600-h/Photo+43.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/Szo2YYmWhdI/AAAAAAAAAU0/jdzYTmRVpT0/s320/Photo+43.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/Szo1zb5ol_I/AAAAAAAAATc/bcx99-I9sYE/s1600-h/Photo+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/Szo1zb5ol_I/AAAAAAAAATc/bcx99-I9sYE/s320/Photo+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/Szo11XbW3TI/AAAAAAAAATk/kphEHAtxrQk/s1600-h/Photo+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/Szo11XbW3TI/AAAAAAAAATk/kphEHAtxrQk/s320/Photo+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/Szo15GUa6aI/AAAAAAAAATs/sr2-RDcfY8k/s1600-h/Photo+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/Szo2FaPQVWI/AAAAAAAAAUM/p1N_yNx4a3A/s320/Photo+13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/Szo2LqYXsPI/AAAAAAAAAUc/IOnbdbEVbiY/s1600-h/Photo+38.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/Szo2LqYXsPI/AAAAAAAAAUc/IOnbdbEVbiY/s320/Photo+38.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/Szo2NQf58rI/AAAAAAAAAUk/qYsTcGklh1k/s1600-h/Photo+15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/Szo2NQf58rI/AAAAAAAAAUk/qYsTcGklh1k/s320/Photo+15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/Szo2QE7FQ3I/AAAAAAAAAUs/JRLsEdytPeA/s1600-h/Photo+17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/Szo2QE7FQ3I/AAAAAAAAAUs/JRLsEdytPeA/s320/Photo+17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/Szo3DMUPuFI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DFZpv_tLDas/s1600-h/Photo+20.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/Szo3DMUPuFI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DFZpv_tLDas/s320/Photo+20.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/Szo3PNuSQgI/AAAAAAAAAVE/MAVj02b-fug/s1600-h/Photo+21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/Szo3PNuSQgI/AAAAAAAAAVE/MAVj02b-fug/s320/Photo+21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pam, Athena, Dory &amp;amp; Nic came to my house After watching avatar :D cam whored with imac's photo booth. sadly nic left so only left 4 of us ))): Anyway, it was a blast! though at one point of time i slept. like &amp;nbsp;a pig. :D i agree with Pam, i'mma pig to begin with. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then guess what, at 8 plus, Alicia &amp;amp; Yufang came to my house, so late right. They've got no better place to invade. hhahah kidding yo. They were super retarded. :D &amp;amp; they toyed with WANGWANG! HAHAHA damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-4508076645723072528?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/4508076645723072528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/4508076645723072528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2009/12/pam-athena-dory-nic-came-to-my-house.html' title=''/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/Szo2YYmWhdI/AAAAAAAAAU0/jdzYTmRVpT0/s72-c/Photo+43.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4362595189186868919.post-5393990759085386289</id><published>2009-12-29T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T08:59:39.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;HEYYO, this is my 1st post, as i deleted my blog. It was screwed. ): it's new, just that i didnt change the url (: yay. i love my url, so i will not change it. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;today had spring cleaning during band. haha the cupboard was just full of trash. It was like a pig sty. D: but, now, it's REVAMPED! haha no i meant it's all cleannnnn now. WOOO. but we all fear that it'll revert back to the pig sty, cos of the librarian/s! They are always the culprits who messes the cupboard! DD: haha well at least most of the time i guess. can't blame them i guess, they're always so busy like a bee &amp;amp; doesn't have time to arrange the scores neatly ): i stayed away from the cupboard as it was freaking dusty. SuCai &amp;amp; SiYing did the job of clearing them away. HEHHEH. While Amelia, Xing &amp;amp; I were outside the band room throwing unwanted stuff + wiping the cases. Amelia &amp;amp; Xing grew bored &amp;amp; decided to clean the floor, but only at one particular part. YiLi said "new cleaning aunties is it?" HAHA. JOKE. After keeping all the stuff back into the cupboard, we went to help the percussion. Went back &amp;amp; forth, then left with this last thing- the gong stand or whatever you put that as. It looked seriously heavy. We were reluctant so no choice, we had to bring it back. So, we embraced ourselves, then exerted lots of force to carry the heavy thing... and up it went, &lt;b&gt;instantly&lt;/b&gt;. You know what that means? IT WAS SO DARN LIGHT. I said" so light." Then we started laughing! Su said " i prepared so much strength then in the end so light!" Damn funny man :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;After band, i went to watch Avatar (again) with my parents while Naomi went to watch Alvin &amp;amp; the chipmunks 2 with her kindergarden friend. Avatar sure is cool. i can hear my mum going "oh no... OMG, tsk tsk" etc etc throughout the whole movie in a puny voice. while my dad just sat there silently like a statue, as usual. &amp;amp; i think my mum cried at one part. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;After the movie, headed to Somerset 313 to get the trumpet from YuFang with Alicia. THE TRUMPET IS DARN HEAVY! WHY SO! WHY! &amp;amp; i have to bring it back to school later! &amp;nbsp;D: sigh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;YUFANG I WANNA KILLLLLLLLLLL YOU. D: you owe me a stitch, damn :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;gt;:DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4362595189186868919-5393990759085386289?l=whatthe-bla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/5393990759085386289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4362595189186868919/posts/default/5393990759085386289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatthe-bla.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-post.html' title='First post'/><author><name>✖ kissthebell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158412787947825104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_knHsHA1Nttw/S3-9NkHU9LI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_VAN3mRJbQE/S220/DSC00735.JPG'/></author></entry></feed>
